Only then did Zhao Huan truly understand why Muhammad would temporarily tell him to be careful about Uriel. How could such a terrifying guy not be careful? Muhammad should have told him to run away when he saw Uriel, otherwise he wouldn't have trusted him like this. "Ahem" Zhao Huan held on to the spear with difficulty. It was too terrifying with attributes several times his own. Just one blow made him lose the ability to resist. This was Uriel's terror. Uriel walked slowly, without any precautions, as if he regarded Zhao Huan as nothing. However, according to the strength comparison between the two sides, perhaps in Uriel's eyes, Zhao Huan was just a stronger ant. If it weren't for Zhao Huan and that man With a similar appearance, I am afraid Uriel would not be bent on sending Zhao Huan to hell to suffer. A layer of black flame ignited on the long sword. This is the flame from hell. Once it is contaminated, it will be like a gangrene attached to the bone, which is difficult to get rid of, and will suffer the pain of being burned in the soul forever. "Even an ant will not sit still and wait to die!" Zhao Huan managed to stand up straight, and a white light swam around his body. After the white light disappeared, Zhao Huan had already activated his angel transformation. He was nearly two meters tall and muscular. Muscles, white wings, but Zhao Huan is already at his strongest. " However, Zhao Huan knew that this kind of power was far from enough. Uriel's attributes were too strong. As soon as he dodged, Zhao Huan wanted to escape. He planned to kill Gabriel so that he could complete the main mission and leave this world. This was the only way to survive. After all, facing such a terrifying Uriel, there was really no way. The slightest hope of victory. But Zhao Huan still underestimated Ulie's speed. As soon as he turned around, Ulie appeared in front of him, thrust out a sword, and penetrated directly through Zhao Huan's chest. Cold sweat dripped from Zhao Huan's forehead, and he held the sword with all his strength. Let it advance even the slightest inch, and blood will continue to flow out along the long sword. The holy energy in Zhao Huan's body is resisting the hell fire on the long sword, preventing it from invading his soul. These two forces are constantly clashing in Zhao Huan's body. The shocked Zhao Huan has a headache. Under the constant collision, he has a feeling of drowsiness. Naturally, Uriel would not let Zhao Huan go. Jie Jie smiled, and Uriel held Zhao Huan's neck with his left hand, tightly holding his throat. Zhao Huan felt that he could no longer breathe, and what appeared in his mind was He experienced countless hallucinations and gradually fainted. Uriel let go of the sword, and his right hand flashed with white light, intending to extract Zhao Huan's soul. At this moment, a burst of golden light began to shine on Zhao Huan's neck. The angel statue that had been silent for a long time finally reacted. The entire statue seemed to be resurrected, with golden light constantly wandering on it. Uriel was also struck by this sudden strangeness. Xiang was stunned. He felt that this statue gave him a familiar feeling. Gradually, Uriel remembered something and looked at Zhao Huan with an incredible look in his eyes. The hands holding Zhao Huan involuntarily let go. Although Zhao Huan lost consciousness, his body did not fall and was still floating in the air. Among them, golden light began to swim around his body. Gradually, the golden light faded, and a layer of illusory armor appeared on Zhao Huan's body, including shoulder pads, wrist guards, leg guards, and boots. The whole set of equipment was shining with golden light. Even the wings behind Zhao Huan were golden. "Armed by God?!" Uriel's heart was full of bitterness, "Is it really him?" "No! This is impossible, he was already dead!" Uriel's eyes were full of anger, "You fake!" Angry Next, Uriel turned his palm and slapped Zhao Huan on the head, showing no mercy. As if feeling the threat outside his body, Zhao Huan opened his eyes. They were a pair of emotionless eyes, lifeless, like a machine without thought. Zhao Huan turned his eyes to the approaching Uriel, his eyes still showed no sparkle, no fear, no emotion! Boom! Ulie struck out with a palm, and then with a look of disbelief on his face, he flew backwards with a bang, while Zhao Huan's body swayed slightly and remained motionless. "Impossible! How could this happen?" Uriel roared in his heart. In his heart, even if Zhao Huan had the blessing of God's Arms, his attributes were far inferior to him, but he did not expect to suffer a big loss in an instant. There was no way he could be so strong, unless he had more than just God's weapons. Looking at Zhao Huan's lifeless expression, he felt like he was a different person. Uriel immediately realized that this person was definitely not Zhao Huan. This was a hidden force. The thing in Zhao Huan's body, because of the auspices of this thing and the blessing of the God's Arms, Zhao Huan's body can explode with terrifying strength, but Zhao Huan's own soul does not know where it was thrown. Zhao Huan's figure moved, He followed closely, chose to take the initiative, and was at his side again in an instant. With a movement of his fists, he landed on Uriel's body with a shocked expression. Boom! Uriel's body was shaken, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and he flew upside down again. He looked at Zhao Huan's figure, still in shock. He couldn't believe what he saw. The situation was reversed in an instant. He was originally Zhao Huan was ravaged like an ant, but he didn't expect that the situation would turn around now. "This is not real! You are not real! This is an illusion!" Unfortunately, this is not true. Zhao Huan punched Ulie with his fists again, which made Ulie wake up a little. He roared and the wings behind his back suddenly expanded. Come, a light flashed in his eyes, powerful power emanated from his body, a flash of holy light appeared in his hand, and a sword of holy light appeared in his hand. This sword was different from the previous sword. This sword was wrapped around The power of the Holy Light. "Death!" Uriel's heart was filled with shock and anger. He flapped his wings slightly and stood steadily in the air. The sword of holy light in his hand was raised high and slashed towards Zhao Huan. This is a two-handed sword. Although it exudes endless holy light, it is filled with cold light and is majestic. A stream of sharp aura emanates from it and wanders in the void. The sword of holy light passed through the void, and a ray of white light passed through the sky and fell suddenly towards Zhao Huan. Zhao Huan remained expressionless, approaching Uriel, and punched the sword of holy light with both fists. The endless holy light scattered, and the sword suddenly whined. Feeling the breath coming from Zhao Huan, the sword of holy light suddenly shattered. Transformed into infinite holy light and integrated into the body. Uriel was finally sure that this was that person, but he still didn't want to believe it. In his heart, that person had perished both physically and mentally a thousand years ago, but Zhao Huan's appearance was a contradiction no matter how he looked at it. "Why?" Uriel suddenly asked confusedly. But how could Zhao Huan, who had no idea at this time, answer him? Zhao Huan ignored Ulie, his body trembled, an even greater aura appeared on his body, and his fists came to Ulie's body again with domineering power.