When Qing Lingzi swung his halberd and pounced down, a ten-foot-thick water column rushed up from the ditch and enveloped his body.
The green chain-linked scales on his body made a subtle collision sound, and his whole body seemed to Restored to its original shape, a white water dragon flew swaggering in the air and struck Paul on the head with a roar.
Paul roared wildly, and his sword stabbed straight at the cyan figure in the water column, ignoring the countless halberd lights and water columns around him.
Qing Lingzi exclaimed: "What a smart boy."
He had already seen that Paul's speed and changes could never keep up with his own, so this foreign yellow-haired boy actually wanted to use one blow to defeat him, but he was a practitioner.
How could an elf who had lived for tens of thousands of years be on a draw with a weak human like him?
The surrounding water column and halberd light suddenly changed, mixed with thousands of thunders and roared towards Paul, and the halberd in Qing Lingzi's hand flew out, bringing with it a stream of green light that was more than a hundred feet long and about a foot thick. to Paul's head.
This guy is ruthless enough.
With the weight of his halberd, if this blow hits, Paul's head will immediately explode into pieces like a rotten watermelon.
Paul roared, and a dazzling white light shot out from his body.
The surrounding thunder light shattered, causing the white light on his body to float.
Countless holes were torn out of the bronze armor.
Thousands of lightning lights exploded in an instant.
At the end, Paul, who had blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, roared and concentrated all his holy power on the long sword in his hand, and struck Fang Tian's painted halberd, which had turned into a rainbow, with one strike.
There was a loud bang, and Paul's knees could not withstand the huge force of the halberd.
He fell to his knees on the ground.
When his knees touched the ground, a circle of cyan ripples spread rapidly from the point where his knees touched the ground to all sides.
Going out, sand and rocks flew everywhere, water splashed in the ditch, and the entire battle group was filled with smoke and brilliance flashed.
Paul spurted out a mouthful of blood and watched in despair as the cyan rainbow turned around and stabbed towards him again.
He murmured to himself: "God, what kind of monsters are they?
I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Pope, I have tried my best...
His power is too strong.
It is not a power that humans can have."
Countless people in the Holy See exclaimed.
Before the cyan rainbow could reach Paul among the sand and dust, a huge cyan four-legged python suddenly appeared from the light mist.
It was as thick and long as a sharp axe.
The ordinary tail hit Paul hard, and Paul's upper body was immediately covered with blood and flesh, and his whole body flew out.
The big snake's front paws, those four huge shiny claws, which were about three meters long, grabbed Paul with one claw.
Paul's front body was almost completely torn open, and then the big snake opened its weird face.
From the big mouth, a stream of cyan light spurted out, covering Paul's body.
His entire body was sucked in, and then he started chewing.
Qing Lingzi's original body was slowly revealed.
It was a green dragon with four claws that was a hundred meters long.
It had eyes like golden lanterns and a sturdy appearance.
It was filled with fairy energy.
Clouds and mist rose under its four claws.
It was already half a dragon.
The powerful creature that stepped into the fairy world is no longer the ignorant monster that devoured fish underwater in Wu Gorge ten thousand years ago.
Qing Lingzi chewed hard for a few times, then suddenly opened her mouth and squirted out the ball of meat sauce.
Then she sucked a column of water into her mouth, rinsed it hard, and yelled at the Pope: "Fuck, You are no longer virgins.
If you are still cultivating truth or seeking enlightenment, you might as well go home and buy a few wives to hold and give birth to sons.”
The hundred or so elves behind him clapped their hands crazily and laughed: "Qing Lingzi, you are still greedy, but the poisonous thing you ate this time is not agaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" The Pope is so angry that his own Guards are so vulnerable.
It's really abominable.
He was shaking with anger, and was about to send a senior cleric to retrieve the place.
One of them was holding a tattered long sword in his hand, and the bronze armor on his body was not very neat.
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He looked a little depressed in his thirties.
The year-old guy came out, knelt down in front of the Pope, and prayed in a low voice: "My emperor, please bless your most loyal guard.
For the glory of God, please let me punish these rebellious sinners. " The Pope was stunned for a moment and put his hand on his head: "God will bless you, my child...
God is watching you, are you capable of defeating him?"
The Pope had another sentence that he was embarrassed to ask: " Excuse me, who are you?
I am a soldier of the Guards.
We all know that since you can fly to China, you should be pretty good, but... who are you?"
The Pope is not willing to let another person go out to die, but everyone has taken the initiative to fight.
From a moral and etiquette perspective, You can't even let him go back.
The soldier bowed respectfully, then took his long sword and slowly walked towards Qing Lingzi who had restored his human form.
Qing Lingzi roared wildly: "Wow, here comes another one who is going to die.
Brothers, look at me, I have killed him, and I will leave the rest to you for fun, hahahahahaha, before we officially fight, we also have to have some fun.
No."
The monsters roared crazily again, making all kinds of weird sounds.
The Pope looked at the soldier standing calmly in front of Qing Lingzi, and couldn't help but turn his questioning eyes to the private secretary responsible for the formation of his own Guards, a bishop with great authority in the Holy See.
This guy looked at the Pope in embarrassment and whispered: "Your Majesty, this guy is called John.
He is very good, but he is really uneasy, so he has been responsible for the daily sentry work in the Vatican and stands in the Vatican every day.
You may have never seen the front door."
The pope nodded lightly, already feeling confident.
But John's swing of the sword made everyone including the Pope tremble with fear.
This was more than just a powerful sword.
Debris flew in all directions.
Powerful holy power continuously emerged from John's body, and a layer of smooth light could be vaguely seen on the bronze armor on his body.
It was the outward emission of holy power, almost achieving the unique effect of condensed matter.
The Pope grabbed his personal secretary with one hand and yelled in a low voice through gritted teeth: "You... you... you... this is called strength.
You ask such a person to guard the gate of the Vatican...
You deserve to die."
"His secretary's face turned yellow with fright.
Oh my god, how could this lazy John, who was bullied by his colleagues all day long, have such a powerful power?
Galanti stood aside and said calmly: "Oh God, he actually approached me.
No, no, no, Your Majesty, his power has even surpassed mine.
How is this possible?
I am the deputy referee of the Holy See.
Yeah, he is a Guardsman with the lowest status guarding the gate of the Vatican.
Could it be that I feel wrong?"
The Pope's fingers exerted great force, and a subtle crackling sound was immediately heard from the secretary's shoulder bones.
In his extremely pleading eyes, the Pope let go of his hand with a livid complexion.
Everyone in the tribunal was in high spirits.
From Filot down, everyone looked at the unfortunate secretary with gloating eyes.
The faces of the red archbishop and the others were ugly, and they secretly glared at Galanti angrily.
We are all colleagues, so why bother adding insult to injury like this?
But how do these red-clothed archbishops know that Galanti is missing a part in his body, but there is an additional problem in his heart, that is, he is extremely vicious and insidious.
As long as he is not an acquaintance of his, he will not do it.
Killed.
Qing Lingzi nodded and roared: "You brat, you have good skills.
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Well, it's a pity that you didn't practice it yourself.
The foundation is not stable, but be careful of going crazy."
He raised his halberd, and his body shape He rushed straight towards John with agility.
John simply muttered in Italian: "I'm sorry, I can't understand Chinese, but it seems to be a gesture of kindness to me."
He was about to return to the formal pre-war etiquette according to the knight's etiquette, Qing Lingzi's The halberd had already pierced his nose.
John was shocked, how could this guy move so fast?
He quickly blocked it with a sword.
Qing Lingzi laughed, the hard halberd suddenly turned into a soft one around his fingers, and the gentle halberd light entangled with each other, as if mercury leaked to the ground.
Shrouded towards John.
The older John gets, the more panicked he becomes.
Neither of them is using their real strength now.
They are just trying out moves.
However, the knight swordsmanship that he has practiced hard for more than 20 years cannot withstand the opponent's attack at all.
After a clanging sound, John was forced to take more than a dozen steps back.
His armor was scratched by the heavy halberd and was damaged in many places.
In the heavy eyes of the Holy See army, perhaps it was the beginning of an era for Western knights.
John's sword posture suddenly changed.
His swordsmanship was no longer the stiff change of the four basic postures of chopping, stabbing, blocking, and blocking.
Instead, it began to follow an arc-shaped, soft trajectory and began a subtle change.
Although it was still difficult, if he could only block 40% of Qing Lingzi's attack just now, he could now block 70% of Qing Lingzi's attack.
Qing Lingzi was horrified in his heart, and he roared wildly: "Damn it, how can a boy like you beat me like this?
Damn it, you secretly learned my halberd skills in the middle of the battle...
None of you yellow-haired boys are good people.
Okay, if you want to learn, don’t look at my Tao Tian Ji.”
There was a thunderbolt in the sky, and then, without any warning, dark clouds swept over, and heavy rain fell.
Under the control of Qing Lingzi's innate instinct as the Supreme Water Tribe, these raindrops seemed to be alive. flying in the air , thin strips of white light gradually formed, and Qing Lingzi's halberd skills were fully utilized.
At the speed of thousands of halberds per second, the thin white halberd light was mixed with the endless raindrops.
It was as if the whole world was churning and roaring, surrounding John.
John had just learned less than 20% of Qing Lingzi's halberd skills when Qing Lingzi, who had a fierce surname, used a unique move.
He saw a foot thick cyan brilliance emerging from his body, and huge waves of strength.
It hit John like a siege hammer.
How could John resist Qing Lingzi's exquisite trick that he had been exploring for thousands of years?
In the squeaking sound, there were already three more blood marks on his body.
The heavy Fangtian painted halberd hit John's body, and every time it was a full inch.
The thick muscles were smashed into meat paste.
John Rao was a steady and solid person, but he could not withstand such a huge trauma and roared crazily.
"Father in heaven, please give me infinite power and the holy light that can destroy all evil."
A dazzling brilliance surged from John's body.
John ignored the real storm of attacks around him and stabbed Qing Lingzi with his sword at the risk of his own life.
Amidst the loud rumbling sound, a white light dragon that was more than ten feet thick and hundreds of feet long flew vigorously, twisting and stabbing Qing Lingzi who rose into the air.
Qing Lingzi shouted wildly: "Happy, damn it, I won't bully you in my moves, just watch me transform into a crazy dragon."
Hearing Qing Lingzi's roar, the expressions of the hundreds of monsters behind changed wildly, and they dragged He turned around with his weapon and ran away.
As he ran, he started cursing: "Fuck you, Old Qing.
Don't come at us when you are so mad...
Damn it, this evil dragon is showing off its power again."
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The only trace of humanity left in Qing Lingzi's body was gone.
In an instant, thick green scales sprouted from his body, shattering his metal chain armor.
His body swelled so much that it grew to three feet tall.
He was more than three meters tall, with a fierce red light in his eyes.
A ball of raging blue mist emerged from his body.
A large green dragon bead hung high above his head, making waves of surging sounds, and a cold light shone across the sky and earth.
Qing Lingzi's Fangtian Painted Halberd also became thicker and larger as his figure, and then Qing Lingzi no longer used any magical changes.
Fang Tian's Painted Halberd was covered with a thick layer of green water mist, facing John The light dragon struck down on the head.
An indescribable light flashed, and more than a dozen surrounding hills were flattened.
The water in the river below evaporated with a hiss, and the thick dark clouds above were swept away.
There was an ear-splitting sound, and Qing Lingzi whizzed wildly and struck down hundreds of halberds in succession.
Each blow contained the infinite strength he had cultivated for thousands of years, hammering the white light as if swatting a fly. dragon.
With a roar, the light dragon finally shattered when it was less than a foot closer to Qing Lingzi.
John's armor was shattered, his sword was broken, and his skin was covered with exploding blood marks.
He spat out mouthfuls of green blood and howled miserably.
Falling in the direction of the Holy See army Flying over, you can see that his body is covered with a thick layer of blue water mist.
The water mist transformed by these Qing Lingzi's innate dragon qi is mercilessly corroding John's body, like a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid.
The muscles are slowly decaying.
Qing Lingzi also felt uncomfortable.
The strength of John, the Vatican's janitor, was too abnormal.
Perhaps it was because he was a true believer in God, so he had a strength that was definitely not commensurate with his status and age.
Although Qing Lingzi destroyed John's light dragon due to his strength, the green scales on his chest were a mess of flesh and blood, which were caused by John's sword energy at the last moment.
The Pope personally stepped forward and caught John with one hand.
Powerful holy power poured into John's body continuously.
Endless vitality emerged from the thorn ring.
John's injuries healed almost instantly.
But his vitality was severely damaged and he could no longer fight.
He could only succumb to the Pope's hands and whisper: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I lost...
I made God lose His glory."
The Pope was about to say something, but the sequelae caused by Qing Lingzi's crazy dragon transformation had already appeared.
He actually commanded the dragon beads to emit streams of green cold air without distinguishing between friend and foe.
With the snowflakes flying all over the sky, this was enough.
The cold air that froze the atomic reactor spread out in all directions.
Those monsters were gloating about the misfortune, clapping their hands and laughing on the top of a mountain more than ten miles away: "Quack, quack, quack, quack, let you see the consequences of this barbarian Lao Qing going crazy...
Hahahaha, it's such a spring, why is there snow?
Oh my god.
"Are you confused?"
The Pope was shocked and was about to take action to dispel the terrifying cold air.
Qing Lingzi suddenly raised his mouth and swallowed the dragon bead, withdrawing the cold air in the air.
He blinked at the Pope with a pair of fierce eyes and said in a low voice: " This guy is pretty good, well, he’s your son.”
The pope almost burst into laughter.
How could he have a child with his status?
Moreover, judging from his age, he was only in his early forties.
John, with his beard, looked a little older than him.
He shook his head quickly.
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Now that this monster has put away its coldness, I am not in a hurry to attack him.
It was rare for Qing Lingzi to not go on a killing spree after transforming into a mad dragon.
Instead, he rummaged through his magic bag for a long time and sighed: "No, I can't find a weapon suitable for this kid.
Well, If I had known earlier, I would have done more of it in Wuxia Damn it, this guy's weapons are too weak.
His weapons and armor can't withstand my strength, otherwise he can stab me through, but at least he can't kill me.
One hundred years of Taoism will be reduced.”
The pope's heart moved, and he had an indescribable feeling for Qing Lingzi.
This guy was actually a generous and straightforward monster who wanted to send weapons to the enemy because he enjoyed fighting.
He nodded and said, "You don't need to worry about that.
Our Holy See has its own excellent weapons.
Well, you win this battle."
He hugged John and turned around to leave, determined in his heart that John must be defeated in the future.
As the leader of his own personal guard, as for his personal secretary, all he needs to do is give him a severe rebuke.
Qing Lingzi clicked his lips, shook his head and said loudly: "Damn, it's a tie.
Although I will definitely win, this kid can't beat me, but I'm embarrassed to bully you.
I'm not a human being.
Humph, you guys It's normal that you can't beat me.
I don't take advantage of this, so it's a draw.
Next, our kings are not ready to show up yet.
According to the rules, we have to fight a few more times before you can finally pick someone out.
I won’t fight.”
Qing Lingzi lowered his head and blew a breath of green air onto his chest.
The bloody breastplate gradually returned to normal.
He nodded with satisfaction, returned to normal human size, raised a cloud of mist and headed towards the group of spirits.
A wolf-headed spirit asked in confusion: "Old Qing, why the hell didn't you continue to attack them?
Every time you were drunk, you turned the entire Ten Thousand Demon Palace upside down.
Why didn't you kill them this time?"
Qing Lingzi laughed loudly: "Fuck, who told you to cheat every time you drink and treat me like I don't know if it's true, haha, of course I have to find an excuse to beat you up, damn, who told you that you can't beat me?"
."
The faces of these monsters all elongated at once.
This evil dragon of love is just for the fun of the guys.
Filot gestured, and a fakir slowly floated out of the array and said in stuttering Chinese: "I am the fakir Hanan, who will fight me?"
An arrogant and unruly voice suddenly sounded from the hilltop below: "By the way, you are on China's territory now, and you just damn well speak Chinese.
I don't have time to learn your bullshit or other foreign languages, I'm here You've been sitting here for a long time, you guys have big eyes, how dare you not see me, I'm going to give you three hundred sticks later."
Hanan hurriedly looked down, and it was strange.
On the top of the mountain below, weren't there a group of golden apes squatting on the trees eating fruits?
People?
People?
The people who were talking.
Filot suddenly shouted: "Mr.
Hanan, be careful!
Those monkeys."
Hanan suddenly realized that Qing Lingzi and John had just fought in darkness, and the trees on more than a dozen nearby hills had been knocked down.
Why was it that this small hilltop was still lush with trees and the wild apes had the largest spiritual surnames?
Things have escaped long ago.
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How can I still have time to catch fleas and eat fruits in the trees here?
A group of monkeys slowly floated up, with gray-white clouds standing at their feet.
Among the group of small monkey spirits, there was a huge, one hundred and fifty centimeters tall, thin golden monkey with an endless evil look on his face. , eyes flashing with golden light, looking at Hanan proudly.
The smaller monkey spirits sneered for a while, and slowly flew towards Qing Lingzi and other spirits, leaving the big monkey to face Hanan.
The Pope and the others were all shocked.
Even though Troy was so calm in his ascetic training, he almost bit his tongue at this moment.
He pointed and said stammeringly: "Your Majesty...
Your Majesty, a monkey, it's actually a monkey... these The enemies are not human, what on earth are they?"
Filot said smartly: "I understand, just like the vampire family, these guys must be a strange dark race, but they have some appearance similar to some animals on the earth.
Just like vampires, they are not Humans, but don’t they look human too?”
The Pope nodded repeatedly: "Filot, what you said makes sense, it must be like this.
The dragon just now and the monkey now must be a strange biological race.
God, you are so amazing.
You have created such wonderful creatures, but why don't you let them convert to your service?"
The people in the Holy See were praising themselves, but here they were almost desperate.
The big monkey squeaked, and took a bite of the big peach in his hand nonchalantly, then quickly gnawed it all away, and threw the peach core unceremoniously to Hanan.
Squeak said happily: "Hey, old guy, want to Don't eat some fruit.
Well, Jin Xingzi likes to make friends.
It's not too late to eat some fruit first and then introduce yourself.
Let me tell you, this is your stinky rule.
I am the third among the seven demons in Wuxia.
The eldest is Qing Lingzi just now.
He is a fool.
Don't worry about him.
I am the smartest and smartest among the seven demons. , the most capable, the most powerful, the most popular, the best character, and the most handsome Jin Xingzi, right?"
Hanan smiled bitterly, shook his head and avoided Tao Zi.
How could he meet such a talkative opponent?
Out of etiquette, he said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, I admit everything about you...
As for Tao Zi?
,I..."
Jin Xingzi changed his form and entered Hanan's body.
He took out a big red peach from nowhere and forced it on Hanan.
He said: "You're welcome, you're welcome, I'm not full yet.
Damn it, we have to have a good time first.
This is the Jiuyin peach produced in Waiyin Shejian three hundred miles to the west.
It is rare in the world.
Eat more."
After finishing speaking, Jin Xingzi took out a big peach himself and started to nibble on it.
Judging from his intentions, he didn't want to start a fight with Hanan right away.
Hanan smiled bitterly.
Behind them, the Pope and the others were still discussing what Jin Xingzi and the others were.
They saw that the condoms in their hands were so cute and bright red, and a light fragrance hit their nostrils, which was very tempting.
Hanan also felt that Jin Xingzi would not attack him.
If he had bad intentions towards him, he could have scratched himself when he bullied him just now.
It seems that this is a monster with a weird temper, but a monster with a good heart. .
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Hanan smiled bitterly.
He watched Jin Xingzi finish chewing a peach a few meters away, and then took out another one.
He couldn't help but shake his head.
This guy had no clothes on him.
How could he have packed so many peaches?
The delicious flavor of the peaches was coming from Hanan.
I subconsciously took a bite.
Well, the texture was crisp and the juice was extremely delicious.
A hint of cool water flowed straight into my lower abdomen.
It was so comfortable and delicious. . .
Hanan couldn't help but feel very comfortable, and he was a little less wary of Jin Xingzi.
He opened his mouth and ate the peach in a few mouthfuls.
Jin Xingzi's eyes widened at the side, looking incredulous.
He rolled his eyes, suddenly rolled a few more pounds, stood upside down on the ground and shouted loudly: "Oh my god, my god...
Brothers...
Zhizhi, he really ate it, he really ate it, he really ate it."
Jin Xingzi threw away the peaches in his hands and looked at Hanan with strange eyes, muttering something.
Qing Lingzi and the others were stunned when they saw it from a distance.
A huge tiger-headed monster slapped his head hard: "Oh my god, he dares to eat the Jiuyin peach even if it is given by Jin Xingzi.
The Jiuyin peach will once enter the soul."
Except for Jin Xingzi’s Pure Yang True Fire, which can be used to increase Taoism, there is something wrong with this guy.”
Hanan vaguely heard what Qing Lingzi and the others said, and his heart was shocked.
At the same time, he felt a cold wave slowly but firmly coming out of his dantian with infinite chill.
The entire dantian was almost frozen. , the meridians all over the body suddenly became cold, as if I was in the room during the twelfth lunar month of winter, hugging the stove, drinking three taels of yellow rice wine, and suddenly being thrown into the ten thousand year cold pool, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Hanan's face changed wildly, and the holy power all over his body was activated.
The huge power gained from decades of hard training burst out like a sun.
The scorching holy power more or less dispersed the infinite coldness contained in Jiuyin Peach.
With a handle in his hand The lightsaber came out and struck Jin Xingzi with an angry sword.
Jin Xingzi held his head and bounced around Hanan's body desperately, shouting: "Help, the foreign devils are going to kill people, help... squeak...
I am innocent, How do I know you can't eat it?
Help, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm so pitiful, I was stabbed with a knife, and no one came to save me...
Help, if I die, there will be no one to support my wife. .
Uh-huh, it’s a pity that I’m still a child.”
Qing Lingzi and the others collapsed, and they all collapsed on the clouds with their stomachs in their hands, slapping their companions wildly and laughing wildly.
The Pope and the others didn't know why they were laughing.
They only saw Jin Xingzi running around Hanan's body like a flash of lightning.
Hanan's sword flashed, chasing Jin Xingzi until he couldn't breathe.
Are these monsters happy to see him?
Are their companions being hunted?
They didn't notice that Hanan inexplicably ate a Nine Yin Peach in the middle of the battle.
Logically speaking, this is completely impossible to happen.
Hanan is aware of his own suffering.
From the perspective of the Pope and others, it was Hanan who was chasing Jin Xingzi with all his might, but in reality, it was Jin Xingzi who was chasing his sword light, deliberately cunningly clinging to his sword light, twisting his butt and making faces. , twice he even rubbed his lightsaber for a while, and then grabbed the fleas on his butt.
The meridians all over Hanan's body are almost frozen.
The holy power has no effect on the heaven and earth treasures generated by the mysterious yin energy of heaven and earth.
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This cold air is fatal to humans, but in terms of energy classification, But a most refined and pure orthodox power, the holy power can only alleviate the poison. , but couldn't resolve it.
Hanan's tongue was now a little numb, and he couldn't help but feel hatred in his heart: "I'm an idiot, why do I talk so much nonsense to the enemy?
I, I, I was so greedy that I even ate the peach given by the enemy, God, forgive me.
I'm so embarrassed."
Jin Xingzi suddenly struck Hanan with his claws and stole a wallet from Hanan's waist.
He flew with the sword light and took out all the contents of the wallet with his fingers.
He put it on the lightsaber and muttered: "Well, there are three pieces of flower paper and one cross.
Hey, it's strange.
Why is there a portrait on these pieces of paper?
Yes, she is a pretty girl.
Hey, is it your daughter or your wife or your mother?
Well, it's strange.
"No, you didn't answer, could it be your grandmother?"
Jin Xingzi grabbed the photo and held it up to the lightsaber.
He ignored Hanan's tongue, which was completely numb at the moment, and could not speak.
Although the lightsaber was still whistling, the blade was dim and dull.
I can't hold it anymore.
What Hanan was anxious about was that it was the only thing his sister left in the world.
How could he destroy it with his heart?
So Hanan turned around and left.
He couldn't fight anymore.
If he didn't leave, his whole body would turn into a popsicle. .
The Pope and the others watched dumbfoundedly as Hanan was chased all over the ground by a monkey.
The monkey was still holding a photo in its hand and shouting loudly: "Hey, it's not your grandmother, could it be your grandmother, your great-grandmother, your great-grandmother...
Wow, I understand, your little wife is not a life-saver, tell me, tell me, Tell me, I'm really curious...
Oh, you're bullying me, don't tell me who this woman is...
I understand, it must be your illegitimate daughter.
You dare not tell your wife, or your companions all know your wife, and you are afraid that they will tell her if you tell her."
Jin Xingzi was jumping around, and a photo forced Hanan to be unable to return to his camp.
He was scared, shocked, angry, and regretful.
In his eyes, Jin Xingzi had become synonymous with the devil.
Jin Xingzi suddenly waved his claws again, and he also grabbed the cross hanging on Hanan's chest.
Jin Xingzi scratched his head like it: "Wow, boss, look, it's gold, it's gold, what the fuck!"
You're so rich...
Damn, you're so stingy.
You've ruined so many ships, but you're not giving me any.
This is platinum.”
Hanan was angry, extremely angry.
It was a souvenir given to him by his mentor when he entered the Holy See, and it was not gold, just an ordinary silver cross.
He was angry, angry about why he had so much tyrannical power, but was beaten to this level by a monkey that didn't even shed a single hair.
The furious Hanan finally broke out for the last time.
The holy energy bomb he had gained through hard training exploded like a bomb, and the strong air flow rushed Jin Xingzi hundreds of meters away.
Jin Xingzi screamed strangely: "Dear boy, you're angry."
A brilliant sword light struck head-on across the entire sky and earth.
Jin Xingzi smiled evilly, holding the photo in his left hand and holding a cross in his right hand to meet him.
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Hanan had no other thoughts in his mind at this moment.
He sang a hymn loudly in his mouth, with holy light surging all over his body, and struck down with a sword.
With a Kacha sound, Jin Xingzi was split into two pieces head-on.
Qing Lingzi and the others were stunned, looked at each other, and flew out for more than ten miles with nervous expressions on their faces, looking here from a distance.
The Pope and the others applauded and congratulated Hanan for finally winning the game gloriously.
And Hanan's holy power suddenly burst out, forcing out part of Jiuyintao's cold energy.
At this moment, he felt a little better in his body.
He couldn't help but trembled his lips, and hurriedly floated towards his array.
He was eager to use his powerful holy power.
He must be able to dispel the coldness in his body, otherwise he really has no choice but to go home and return to the Holy See now.
Galanti suddenly growled: "Hanan, come back."
The situation was urgent, and Galanti had no time to use the honorific.
Hanan turned around suddenly, only to find Jin Xingzi floating quietly less than ten meters behind him.
There was no breath in his body, just like a stone sculpture.
He grabbed the photo and the cross in his hand and raised his hand to throw it over.
Hanan hurriedly took it and looked at Jin Xingzi blankly.
Jin Xingzi snorted: "Everyone, just kidding, do you fucking take it seriously?
This is the antidote.
I prepared the antidote using the Blazing Sun Grass from Turpan's Flame Mountain, which can relieve the poison of Jiuyin Peach." . . . " He raised his hand and threw it, and a red pill hit Hanan with a blast of energy.
Hanan opened his mouth involuntarily and swallowed the pill.
A wave of lava-like heat rushed up, and the coldness in his body suddenly disappeared.
Milky white sweat broke out all over Hanan's body, which immediately turned into ice particles.
The Pope frowned.
He saw the changes in Hanan clearly and thought angrily: "No wonder Mr.
Hanan behaved abnormally, but he was poisoned.
When?"
Galanti came over fawningly and guessed it.
Concerned with the Pope's thoughts, he whispered: "Mr.
Hanan somehow ate a peach from that monkey.
This one must have been poisoned at that time."
The Pope almost fainted.
When facing the enemy in battle, he ate his opponent's food.
Hanan and the others are ascetic monks.
Are they all practicing stupidly?
Jin Xingzi's long golden hair floated slowly, and a hint of murderous aura slowly emerged from his body, while the two corpses on the ground also floated and merged into his body.
Jin Xingzi said coldly: "I have practiced hard for more than three thousand years, escaped three forty-ninth calamities, and finally became immortal and free.
I just like to joke with others, who the hell cares about you?
These bastards are fighting for the world.
If I hadn’t been able to incarnate in three corpses, wouldn’t it have been you who hurt my body?”
Hanan was stunned.
This monkey can also speak English.
Jin Xingzi smiled evilly, and the shadow of a golden stick in his hand flashed, and the stick was smashed down by the howling wind in the sky.
He roared: "I once came into the world.
During the American Civil War, I was a colonel in the Northern Army.
During the British Industrial Revolution, I gave birth to Watt."
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Screwed on the last one Screw, I was in the same trench as Hitler during the First World War, and even though I was escaping the catastrophe, I still blew up 17 German supply warehouses in North Africa.
Haha, I can’t live in this world.
A stick.”
Hanan was stunned.
How could this guy's experience be so weird?
How did he know that Jin Xingzi was an alien among the seven demons in Wu Gorge?
He had been wandering around the world since he became a monk, and his footprints had traveled almost all over the earth.
Three hours before the Norwegians placed their flag on the South Pole for the first time, the old man had just peed on it.
The lightsaber in Hanan's hand became brilliant again, the powerful sword energy roared into the sky, and his left hand raised his head to the sky and struck out countless rays of holy light.
Jin Xingzi's Xuan Gong changed so much that his body suddenly split into thousands of clones.
Countless stick shadows struck his head with loud rumbling sounds.
The strong wind from the stick had not even reached his body, but it was already so heavy that Hanan couldn't breathe. .
Troy yelled: "Hanan, retreat quickly, this man is too powerful, you are no match."
How could Hanan be willing to retreat?
He had been teased for so long, and his heart was filled with anger.
Hearing Troy's cry, he gathered all the strength in his body almost out of anger, and stabbed out with a sword, a sword energy that was as bright as a crystal stick.
It burst out of the air, then shattered into thousands of chips, stabbing at those figures.
There was a loud rumble, and all the chips hit their targets.
Contrary to Hanan's expectation, all of the phantoms turned out to be entities. . .
How is this possible?
This is completely beyond Westerners' understanding of afterimages.
How can they understand the subtleties of the mysterious changes of Eastern monks?
All of Jin Xingzi's clones disappeared, leaving only his true body, grinning like a demon and waving a giant stick about twenty feet long and slashing at Hanan's head.
Hanan roared and rushed forward with all his body.
There was a flash of red light, flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and Jin Xingzi's shocking stick, which he had spent thousands of years cultivating, smashed Hanan's entire body into powder.
The huge force was not buffered, and the stick hit the ground directly.
There was a muffled roar, and the entire ground trembled.
Countless cracks rushed in all directions from the place where the giant stick touched the ground.
The fire was splashing, as if countless giant dragons were writhing underground, and many mountains and rocks fell in a radius. , trees were all turned into powder, and the entire ground was reduced by almost ten feet.
Qing Lingzi stuck out his tongue: "Damn it, the third child is angry, we can't let him play anymore, otherwise this land will not be saved, and the old Langshan monster will definitely make trouble for us afterwards...
Second child, go ahead.
Pull the third child back.
Damn it, is it necessary to be so powerful?
He is just a soldier, but he is our general.
Damn it, he can't win with force."
The second among the Seven Demons of Wu Gorge, a white-faced scholar shook the silk folding fan in his hand, nodded with a smile, and set up a blue cloud towards this side.
But Jin Xingzi's murderous aura still hadn't dissipated.
He casually carried the huge iron rod on his shoulders, looked at the Pope with golden eyes, and shouted: "Fuck, come on, come on, who dares to fight with me?"
Fighting does not seek victory or defeat, but only seeks Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Who can fight me?"
His giant stick pointed toward the sky, and he roared: "Cowardly bandits, How dare you invade my territory?
Come and fight with me.”
The Venus was suspended in the air, with golden light flashing all over its body, which stung the Pope and the others and made them look at each other, speechless.
There are people in the Holy See who are better than Venus, but how can these pampered bosses be willing to take action?
If they are accidentally knocked by this huge stick, can human bones be compared with metal?
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Jin Xingzi yelled crazily: "I'm fucking your grandmother, damn, no one dares to fight me.
If your boss doesn't come out, I'll just have a few fucking soldiers for me to smash and play with."
Jin Xingzi used a big stick.
With a flicker, golden light shot out, and the infinite shadow of the stick seemed to cover the entire world, and it smashed towards the team of low-level deacons of the tribunal.
This monkey maniac is a little crazy, but he is not stupid, and he is even extremely smart.
He sees that this group of people in the Holy See is the weakest, that is to say, the easiest to kill.
If he can kill hundreds of them at a time If this happens, the enemy's morale will drop drastically.
When the time comes, they will really open fire, and their own hope of winning will be great.
The Seven Demons of Wu Gorge know clearly that any organization that dares to challenge the entire Middle-earth monks is definitely a formidable enemy.
Therefore, how to weaken the opponent's morale and how to reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness as much as possible is the most important thing.
Therefore, Qing Lingzi's killing of Paul was a sign of prestige, while beating John without killing him and pretending to give away weapons was a sign of friendship.
Jin Xingzi's violent behavior was designed to make the people of the Holy See feel terrified.
Everything was planned in advance.
Otherwise, according to Qing Lingzi's miser temperament, he would not give Jin Xingzi even a tael of gold.
Could he possibly give John a magical weapon?
And all the plans came from the second of the seven demons in Wuxia, this white-faced scholar. , what Jin Xingzi calls a sweet-talking guy with a sharp sword.
As soon as Jin Xingzi's stick was thrown out, he received continuous heavy blows on his head.
The white-faced scholar was extremely ungraceful and madly grabbed a stone and smashed Jin Xingzi's head wildly, causing sparks to fly from his head, and then threw it away.
Jushi clapped his hands relaxedly and said with a smile: "Okay, the boss has spoken.
Let you take a rest.
The next game is mine."
The low-level deacons of the Holy See were desperately trying to avoid Jin Xingzi's attack.
Suddenly Jin Xingzi withdrew his stick and went back gnawing on the peach with a squeaking sound.
Their ugly appearance was revealed, and they were all ashamed.
They almost all The urge to commit suicide in front of the Pope arose.
The Pope simply pretended that he didn't see the ugly virtues of his low-level subordinates.
Anyway, they were never the main force of the Holy See, and he didn't care about life or death.
He smiled and looked at the white-faced scholar with a graceful expression: "Excuse me, who is your Excellency?"
The white-faced scholar gave a long bow with a smile, and chanted in a low voice: "A friend came from afar, no, no... no, no... no, what's the matter?
What the hell is the next sentence?"
Jin Xingzi turned around sharply and yelled: "I'm sorry, you read every day, you read every day.
There are more than two million books in the back cave from ancient times to the present.
What the hell have you read?"
The white-faced scholar simply pretended not to hear what Jin Xingzi said, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, I am very happy to have friends from afar.
Your guests have come from afar, and I am so radiant.
I wish I could take off my clogs."
To greet each other, we are waiting for Meng Chang's wind, ah, I'm here at Chuyunzi, among the seven friends of Wu Gorge.
The second place, but this second place is Dao Gao Delong's second place, not the second place in the battle.
I am a little older than you brothers, so I am ranked second, but this peacemaker.
Do you want to fight?
Soldiers, what is the so-called life and death thing at stake?"
The Pope's eyes straightened, he murmured at Izumo, and interrupted him a little embarrassedly: "Sir, should we continue in accordance with the agreement just now..."
The Pope didn't want to be so rash.
To fight against these weirdos, you need to know their strength to some extent.
Although your side has lost two games now, you still know to some extent that the opponent cannot withstand a full blow from you.
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It is better to wait until you have a thorough understanding of the opponent's strength.
See if another big boss will come out and then make your decision.
The Pope was also surprised.
After struggling for almost an hour, why did the other party still have so many people?
Izumoko was stunned for a moment, nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, yes, yes, I dare not obey what the elders say...
No, no, no, this is a very flawed statement.
I will spend seven thousand years in vain this year.
Five hundred, I dare ask.”
The Pope was shocked.
He understood what Izumo said.
Seven thousand and five hundred years of monsters.
What are these things?
Filot and the Pope looked at each other, grinning.
The Pope nodded slightly and said cautiously. : "Well, hello, old gentleman, I am only forty-seven years old this year.
How about we stop gossiping and resolve all disputes by force?"
Galanti waved his hand, and Rolandis, the strongest among the many referees under him, flew out with a long sword that had been initially sanctified.
Senior figures in the Holy See now had one sword in hand, blessed by the ascetic monks.
They have advanced weapons, and some combat-oriented clergy even have blessed armor, which greatly increases their strength.
Only small soldiers like John are using ordinary goods mass-produced by steel plants, but they are also made of fine steel.
Rolandis knelt down in front of the Pope, accepted the pre-battle prayer with a determined expression, and then slowly flew towards Izumo.
Izumo flew back hundreds of meters, with a spring breeze-like smile on his handsome face.
He shook his head and said: "It's such a beautiful spring...
Oh, there are a little dark clouds.
That was caused by our boss.
Let's disperse them later."
That’s fine.
Well, it’s such a beautiful spring day.
It's just a matter of time for a virgin to go to various caves and blessed places.
Why bother to fight?
The peace between heaven and earth is the most precious.
When war occurs, all life will be devastated.
I'm sure this disaster will happen if God is angry.
It’s on your head, but we can’t bear it.”
Rolandis deliberately revealed the family crest on the shield on his left hand, and looked at Yunzi proudly.
It is the symbol of an ancient noble family in Italy and has existed since the Holy See.
It is said that some of the ancestors of Rolandis once fought hard to unify Italy under Caesar.
This is a glorious family.
But how did Izumo know what those colorful things were?
He said to himself: "Look at all of you, you all have decent faces and neat facial features.
You are not a sign of premature death.
If we kill too many people, won't God settle the account then?"
, All the blame belongs to us.
For the sake of our future, let’s fight for that thing, and then let’s all retreat.”
The Pope frowned and shouted: "Rolandis, take action."
Rolandis could not understand Chinese.
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After hearing the Pope's order, he immediately slashed his sword at Izumo who was a hundred meters away, aiming directly at the aorta in Yunzi's neck.
Rolandis was secretly glad in his heart.
The three companions in front of him were obviously not human beings.
He was finally lucky enough to encounter a guy who looked like a human being.
He must make a contribution this time and go back to Galanti.
Fight for a share of face.
When the time comes, your family and you will be glorious.
When Izumo saw Rolandis rushing towards him with his sword, he slowly inserted the folding fan into his collar, then adjusted the sleeves of the scholar's robe, and bowed to Rolandis, bending deeply at 90 degrees. waist.
Rolandis was so anxious that he hurriedly withdrew his strength and withdrew his sword strength.
Regardless of the force's reverberation, which made his heart churn, he honestly clasped his fists at Izumoko and pointed the sword in the sky with both hands.
Go, then bow down slightly and whisper: "Hey, according to the rules of knights, we..."
Izumo showed a deceitful smile, and a ball of white shadow rolled past like the wind.
He kicked Rolandis with all his strength with his right foot, and kicked Rolandis directly on the chin.
The kick made such a big body of Rolandis look up to the sky.
He fell, flew back more than fifty meters, and hit the ground heavily.
Rolandis was mumbling to himself the rules before the knights' battle, but he never thought that Izumo was not a knight, but a demon, and the most cunning among the dozens of adult demons in China. of that.
He felt a huge force spread all over his body from his chin, and then there was a wonderful pain on his tongue, and a stream of delicious blood poured into his throat.
Countless beautiful little stars were flying everywhere in front of him, and then, after There was a gentle moan coming from the most prominent part of the lower back, commonly known as the buttocks, and there was a loud squeaking sound.
I guess a few pieces of flesh have been left on the bumpy ground.
Rolandis got up dizzy, opened his mouth, and spit out a small piece of his tongue.
He was so angry that he was about to explode.
Sorry for these shameless Chinese people.
Everyone understands that these are Chinese monsters.
Ah, you actually dare to sneak attack on yourself, completely disregarding the honor of your own knight?
Rolandis roared wildly and was about to rush out to find Yunzi to settle the score, but he carefully rubbed his eyes.
Yes, Izuku was standing in front of him with a sincere apology on his face, holding a snow-white knife in his hand. handkerchief, looking at himself with an apologetic face, he was relaxed and completely unprepared.
Rolandis carefully took the handkerchief, Izumo smiled, and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe the dust from Rolandis' face.
Rolandis suddenly thought: "Oh, this guy thought I was going to take action, so he attacked me.
This was a misunderstanding.
Well, I have to have a good contest with him later, but to be honest, his speed It’s amazing.”
His thoughts ended here, because when he didn't mention the holy power to protect himself, Izumoko's palm, which contained thousands of years of hard work, hit his chest squarely, and his entire ribs were shattered.
The bones were broken, all the internal organs in the upper body were shattered into pieces, and the whole body was almost torn apart and flew out against the ground.
Izumoko was so ruthless.
With the blue light flashing in his eyes, he was like a devil.
With a ferocious smile on his face, he struck out one palm after another at a rapid speed.
After beating Rolandis almost into an empty skin, Then he gently stopped his hand.
The people from the Holy See were stunned for three seconds, then roared like crazy, drew their swords, and rushed towards Izumoko
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