Chapter 341

"Kill Field quickly, the money is yours."

The black-robed man couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to complete the task as soon as possible and report back to the lord. He didn't want to stay in this hellhole for a moment.

Just as Chemi was exuding his divine power and preparing to crush Field to death.

Countless blood threads flowed out of the Gluttony Sword. Rosaria gathered in mid-air, grabbed the sword domineeringly, and pulled the sword out of Chemi's whip with countless sparks.

"Third-level divine skill, endless slash!"

The mixed sword energy slashed out densely, and the air was full of gorgeous sword light.

"Incarnation and fighting, endless slash!"

The space was torn apart, and the huge dragon claws suddenly stretched out like a truck that crushed the isolation belt, cooperating with Rosaria's divine skills.

Another ripple-shaped terrifying sword energy followed the first sword energy, forming a cross-shaped slash, sweeping the murderous aura all over the sky.

"What the hell! What the hell!"

Qimi's eyes almost popped out. A third-level God Chosen suddenly appeared in the stolen artifact. What a situation.

The cruel smile on his face froze instantly.

It was too late to escape at this moment. There was no place to hide from the skills released close to the face.

"Buzz~"

After the deafening sound, a violent explosion broke out with Qiimi as the center. Everything around was involved in the annihilation range of the sword energy. The one who suffered the most damage was undoubtedly Qiimi who was hit in the face.

A red figure flew backwards, splashing a bloody rain in the sky, like a kite with a broken string, smashing into the surrounding pile of rocks, rolling for more than ten meters before barely stopping.

"What's going on?"

The black-robed man was stunned. The incident happened suddenly and he didn't even react.

In his opinion, a powerful third-level God Chosen could easily kill an ordinary person in seconds.

Rosaria landed gracefully, carrying a big sword and started chasing.

"Damn idiot! This is what you said, the exiled baron without foundation!"

With a scream like a ghost, Chemi stood up covered in blood. His coat had been annihilated into powder, and blood kept pouring out from all over his body, and even pale bones could be seen. Fortunately, the third-level God Chosen had the vitality of a cockroach and a powerful defensive coat.

Even so, Chemi's right leg was almost crippled, and his left arm was directly crushed by the sword because of blocking.

"Ah? I don't know."

The black-robed man felt a chill on his back, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

At the time, his own lord, Serge, swore: Field was just a family abandoned child, a pure waste, and he could be killed at will.

"You call this trash..."

Even if he is trash, his chosen one can instantly injure the arrogant deacon of the Shadow World Sect.

Now, he is in danger.

Thinking of this, the black-robed man quietly retreated with the fog lights.

"Wait, are you also a corrupted creature?"

Qimi wanted to escape, but the injuries all over her body made it difficult for her to even use her divine power. She begged for mercy loudly: "I know your partner, we are family. Let's sign an agreement immediately and bring you humans to eat, how about it?"

"Partner, delicious!"

Rosaria smiled strangely and crushed over fiercely.

"Damn, corrupted creatures are really the same, and we need the help of Polly and others."

Cursing angrily, Qiemi hooked his finger, and several ghosts crawled out of the shadow and flew quickly towards the Bull Leader.

"It's terrible. This guy summoned the ghost without even a pre-swing." Field frowned and held his forehead helplessly. "I wanted to take action at the critical moment. Now, I have to let Ashina intercept it."

Whistling, Field shouted to the gray fog: "Ashina, try to intercept the ghost."

"Leave it to me!"

A response came from the gray fog. Field could only see the dark blue flames spit out by the dragon wolf, like lightning in the dark clouds, bursting out strong light from time to time. The ghost cries from the gray fog proved that dragon flames can effectively kill ghosts.

This desperate scene made Chemi laugh: "Hahaha, another chosen one. If you Ross family want to kill me, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush and make a commission?"

At this moment, in Chemi's view, it was a complete conspiracy.

Numb yourself, let yourself be careless, and then run into the preset encirclement.

"Well, if that's the case, then don't even think about having an easy life. I want you to be buried with me."

Biting his tongue, Qiemi's blood boiled, and he swung the long whip in his hand like a sharp blade. The bright red artifact whip was obviously very conspicuous, but the moment it attacked, the speed was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.

"Such combat power is like a third-level God Chosen."

The Emperor Guard at the time was simply no fun at all.

RosalieYa was inspired, and his eyes quickly scanned, catching the fluctuations in space, and immediately controlled the dragon claw to defend the left side.

"Puff!"

The long whip that suddenly appeared carved a deep tear on the huge dragon arm.

After resolving the attack, Rosaria took advantage of the gap, quickly approached, and swung the sword fiercely. The great sword of great power, wrapped in strong wind, almost covered all of Chemi's range.

At the critical moment, Chemi retracted the whip and swung it into a gorgeous stream of light, forming a defense network that was difficult to penetrate even with water.

With a sword smashed down, the surrounding stones and soil were instantly shattered and turned into powder.

"Hey? With such injuries, you can still move."

Seeing that there was no one in front of her, Rosaria knew that this attack would be chopped off, and immediately took a defensive posture.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang~"

The next moment, countless dense streams of light enveloped, gold and iron intertwined, and Chemi's attack hit the dragon claws and the gluttonous sword, and brilliant flames would burst out. Occasionally, attacks fell on Rosaria, but they did not pose any threat to her at all.

"Now."

Rosaria's mind moved, and the dragon claws turned around, grabbing Chemi's whip in mid-air.

I only felt an irresistible force coming, and the artifact in Chemi's hand was actually pulled away directly.

"In this way, there is no need to worry about the artifact disintegrating."

Rosaria swelled her hips and had an expression of "let me show off for a while".

"Such a terrifying power, is it really the corrupted chosen one? Field, you... cough cough, how did you make her obedient."

Chemi fell to the ground miserably. Because of the severe injury to her legs, she looked shaky at the moment. Chemi turned her head and looked at Field, who was hiding behind a big rock with only half of his head exposed.

"Don't chat with my lord, especially when he is disheveled."

Rosaria frowned and drew out her greatsword to kill Chemi directly.

"We can talk."

Chemie vomited a large mouthful of blood, spread his hands as if nothing had happened, and glanced around.

Just when Field thought that she was going to take the opportunity to slip away, or rush over to behead him, Chemi's bloody hand reached out to the place where he had mosaiced.