This is an old man with a thin body and wrinkled skin.
He looked sallow, thin, and weak.
He was wearing a large priest's robe, which was drooping like a shroud.
In terms of appearance, he is much inferior to Lei Lie, the priest of Chijin Town.
He is just a little old man who can be seen everywhere.
But his appearance made the entire Iron Fist Army become inexplicably excited as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.
Even the Iron Fist soldiers who were riddled with holes and bloody flesh by the steam cannons shouted at the top of their lungs regardless of the wounds involved: "High Priest Luotian!"
"High Priest Luotian!"
"High Priest Luotian!"
The little old man named "Luo Tian" slowly flew over the statue of the Boxing God, stood tall in the air, looked down from a high position, glanced at the steam cannon and the fanatical believers with an expressionless face, then looked back and lowered his eyelids.
It was as if the destruction they caused and the commotion that shook the whole city were just children's games of playing house.
The corners of Luo Xinglong's eyes and mouth twitched together.
The two Gus siblings were closest to him and could see clearly—this die-hard core member of the Mechanism and Steam Cult was trying his best to put on an expression of righteousness and disdain.
But he failed, and a trace of fear still leaked from the trembling deepest part of his eyes.
And Gus and Gray also understand his fear of lust and inner lust.
Because, even as far away as Chijin Town, they had heard the name "High Priest Luo Tian" more than once from their uncle Lei Lie and others.
It is said that he is the number one master of boxing and spiritual communication in Qianyuan City and even within a thousand miles!
It is said that he has cultivated a peerless magical power known as the "Nine Hundred and Ninety-nine Steps Ladder to Heaven", which allows him to step into the void, step by step on non-existent stairs, "walk" beyond the sky, directly absorb the power of heaven and earth, and communicate with the god of boxing. .
It is said that he made a great wish in front of the God of Boxing and used secret methods to sacrifice himself into a cauldron, just to better attract the power of the God of Boxing into his body!
The two Gus siblings didn't know how much of these "rumors" were true and how much were false.
But uncle would not lie to them.
Uncle Lei Lie once said that in the hands of High Priest Luo Tian, he could not survive even three moves.
When High Priest Luo Tian became serious, it was like emptying his body and inviting the gods to take over. !
The legend is not only known to the two Gus siblings.
All the fanatical believers have heard about the power of High Priest Luo Tian.
For a moment, the originally noisy and chaotic battlefield fell silent.
Even the roar of the whistle and the roar of the steam cannon seemed to be suppressed by the momentum of High Priest Luo Tian, and were frozen into lumps of ice.
High Priest Luo Tian is like a mountain, crushing the heart of every fanatical believer.
Only by crossing, no, crushing this mountain can their faith become a reality.
"Fire!
Fire!"
Luo Xinglong roared murderously, "Aim at High Priest Luo Tian and fire!"
The gunner who controlled the steam cannon was suppressed by the invisible aura of High Priest Luo Tian, making him breathless.
He was at a loss and lost his mind.
Luo Xinglong gritted his teeth, pushed the gunner away, sat on the gun position, shook the crankshaft crazily, and adjusted the shooting of Zhu Yuan.
High Priest Luo Tian still stood tall in the air, seemingly motionless, not even blinking an eyelid, waiting patiently for Luo Xinglong to turn the black muzzle towards him.
However, if you look closely, you will find that the figure of High Priest Luo Tian gradually becomes blurred, as if there are invisible ripples rippling around him - this is a sign of the concentration of earth-shattering power.
Everyone realized that this shot was the key to the battle.
A large number of Iron Fist troops rushed forward without fear of death, trying to destroy the steam cannon before it could prepare the next shot, or at least interfere with the shooting height and angle.
Countless fanatical believers also rushed forward like soldiers who feared death, blocking the narrow streets and building indestructible walls with their flesh and blood flowing with scorching steam.
The collision between the two sides splashed thick blood.
No matter how the broken limbs flew, the blood line could not move even half an inch.
Even if an anxious Iron Fist Army master jumped high and tried to dive and bomb the steam giant from mid-air.
Cannons, and immediately there were machines and steam warriors here who were fearless in death and punched forward, hugging each other tightly in mid-air, detonating the steam bombs wrapped around themselves, and blowing each other into a pulp. finally-- In the instrument panel on the steam cannon, the pointer rushed towards the red area on the far right amid the scream of the whistle.
This means that the steam cannon has been pressurized to its limit.
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The cannonballs filled with destructive power and the feathers that seal the gaps are also filled in.
"Long live the true God!"
Luo Xinglong's face flushed with excitement and he danced as if he was drunk.
He stared at High Priest Luo Tian in mid-air and yelled viciously, "Go to hell, lackey of the false god!"
boom!
Luo Xinglong pulled the rope hard, and the steam cannon let out its final roar like a ferocious beast.
The violent vibration shook both Gus and Gray off it.
From the gaps in the complex mechanical structure, an overwhelming wave of air poured out, blowing the two siblings and the fanatic believers who were dragging the cannon forward at least ten meters.
Some people were even burned by the hot steam, and a series of shocking blisters quickly appeared on their hands and faces, but they ignored the screams and stared at the steam-covered sky with their eyes wide open.
In the sky, huge projectiles, like meteorites, drew a fierce and tragic arc, hitting High Priest Luo Tian with incomparable accuracy.
Everyone, regardless of the Iron Fist Army or the Steam Army, felt their hearts lifted up.
They held their breath together, feeling that the moment turned into eternity.
High Priest Luo Tian remained expressionless and calmly welcomed the arrival of the steam cannonball.
In front of him, the twisted air had formed whirlpools visible to the naked eye, like the strongest shield.
Behind him, wisps of wildly burning war flames gradually formed a majestic, majestic and sacred face - exactly the same as the statue in front of the Temple of Boxing, the face of the God of Boxing!
"ah!"
Countless fanatic believers were frightened by the face that appeared in mid-air, and they all screamed in horror.
Amid the screams, High Priest Luo Tian took action.
With a simple wave of his skinny fist, the air vortex in front of him condensed together and turned into a huge and unfathomable super vortex.
The steam cannonball rushed into this vortex, and its flight path was immediately disrupted, shaking like a top that had exhausted its strength.
Then, the giant face that looked like a boxing god behind the high priest Luo Tian put on an angry expression, opened his bloody mouth, and let out a roar that resounded throughout the world!
In an instant, everyone felt ten thousand thunders exploding next to their ears.
The roar turned out to be real, as if it came directly from the sky, the will of the boxing god!