"What about people?"
Mevilon frowned.
"Are you looking for me?"
At this moment, Abel's voice came out from the air.
Mevilon hurriedly looked up and saw that Abel's clothes had already been shattered at this time, but his body was intact.
The whole body exudes golden light, like a god.
"How…how is this possible?"
Mevilon couldn't believe his eyes.
"Nothing is impossible, you are just an ant in front of me, do you really think you can kill me?"
Abel sneered.
"Abel, you are too arrogant, I don't believe that you can't kill you…"
Mevilon was in a hurry, he raised the samurai sword in his hand, and energy was being input into the samurai sword.
The samurai sword began to hum, and terrifying power emanated from the blade.
"Go to hell…"
Mevilon roared, and the samurai sword in his hand instantly burst into a dazzling light.
This light is comparable to the sun and the moon, and it contains terrifying power.
boom.
Mevilon slashed down with a knife, and the light reached several meters and slashed towards Abel.
In front of this several meters of light, Abel in mid-air seemed a lot slimmer.
However, Abel did not dodge, and was still suspended in mid-air.
In the blink of an eye, the terrifying light came to Abel, and Abel opened his arms, as if he was welcoming the terrifying light.
The rays of light fell on Abel, collided with the golden light on Abel's body, staggered, and firelights fell from the air.
From a distance, it seems that there is a big fireworks in mid-air, constantly setting off.
As the flames continued to fall, the ray of light that Mevilon swung out became shorter and shorter.
In the end, it disappeared, but Abel was hanging in mid-air intact.
This knife of Mevilon was abruptly consumed by Abel's powerful body.
"This…"
Mevilon swallowed, unable to believe what was in front of him.
He is the peak of the Great Noblian, and he can break through to the strength of the Martial Saint in no time.
But in front of Abel, it was so unbearable.
He couldn't imagine that at such a young age, Abel's strength actually reached the level of Martial Saint?
"Is this all your strength?"
Abel looked down at Mevilon and said coldly: "If this is all your strength, then I should send you back to your hometown!"
"Ah…"
Mevilon seemed to be Like crazy, he kept waving rays of light towards Abel, and the samurai sword in his hand hummed 1 after another.
Dangdangdang…
But Mevilon's attack completely broke Abel's body and was blocked directly, causing no harm to Abel.
Soon, Mevilon lost his strength, his forehead was covered in sweat, and he was out of breath.
"With this little skill, you dare to kill me…"
After Abel finished speaking, his figure floated down from the air.
Mevilon saw Abel coming towards him, holding his samurai sword in both hands, his eyes were full of cold light, and he gritted his teeth.
boom…………
Abel smashed his fist down from top to bottom, and the huge fist carried an incomparably strong wind.
Seeing this, Mevilon hurriedly waved his samurai sword to block.
But just as the samurai sword in his hand touched Abel's fist, it broke in 2 in an instant.
Mevilon looked at the samurai sword with only the hilt left in his hand, his face was extremely ugly.
"You dare to destroy my samurai sword, this is something of the royal family…"
Mevilon roared.
"Hmph, what kind of bullshit, what is the royal family, is my sword powerful?"
Abel stretched out his hand, and the Beast Slaying Sword appeared in Abel's hand.
To be continued.....
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