Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1222 Go!

The Dark Left Envoy and the Dark Right Envoy opened their eyes wide, with expressions of fear and anger on their faces, they shouted in unison: "You..." Before they finished speaking, their heads suddenly burst, and they could no longer express what they wanted. After finishing speaking, the staff in his hand suddenly turned into two big worms.

Dugu Jiutian let out a muffled snort, floated tens of feet away, stepped back ten steps when he landed, pressed his hand on his heart, a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and only heard him say: "What a powerful Persian magic art, my leader almost died In your hands."

At this time, twenty figures were seen running towards the field.The first one was Spanda, the earth messenger of the Persian religion. Seeing the tragic situation on the field, he couldn't help shedding tears, for the sake of the Persian religion and those who died in this battle.He knelt on his knees, facing the west, raised his hands high, making a raging fire, and whispered the ancient Persian language in his mouth.

The Persian congregation who came with him also knelt down one after another, imitating his appearance, and groaning in their mouths.Immediately, a divine power emanated from them.

The Persians who were still fighting, whether they were afraid of death or infected, all gave up, knelt on the ground, raised their hands high, and made a raging fire.Seeing that the Persians stopped fighting, they naturally couldn't make any more moves, so they all sat down and adjusted.

Wen Mufeng was running around the arena with a medicine bottle in his hand. Anyone who saw anyone from our faction who was still angry would give them a pill, even Long Biyun took one.

After a while, I saw Spanda lying on the ground with his upper body, looking extremely pious, and shouted: "My lord pope, the darkness is gone, and the light has returned. Come back quickly, don't make the same mistakes again and again."

He said this to the Pope of Persia alone. If he is not good at it, no matter how loud he is, the Pope of Persia will not be able to hear him, because at this time the Pope of Persia is fighting with Fang Jianming, Liu Sheng Wujian, and Guan Shanyue. with.

The duel between the three of them was not as violent as the others, but surprisingly quiet.Fang Jianming stood directly in front of the Pope of Persia with his sword in one.Guan Shanyue put her hands together, raised her head high, her face was solemn, and she was on the left side of the Pope of Persia.Liu Sheng Wujian looked dead, his left hand was behind his back, and his right hand was twisting a strange sword formula, which was located on the right side of the Pope of Persia.

After Spanda shouted several times, the Pope of Persia's eyes flashed with anger, he flew upside down, swung the dragon staff, and wanted to kill Spanda under the staff.Not to mention that Spanda would rather die by his hands than do anything now, even if Spanda fought back, he would not be able to stop his attack.

Seeing that Spanda was about to die under the Dragon Staff, Fang Jianming sighed in a low voice, swung his saber and slashed far away, the aura of the saber aimed straight at the back of the Persian Pope's head.The Pope of Persia retracted his staff, turned around, and swung his staff. The three actions were almost at the same time. With a "boom", Fang Jianming took eight steps back before holding onto his heels.

At this moment, Guan Shanyue and Liu Shengwujian used their final trick.

Guan Shanyue jumped up, yelled "Wanfo Chaozong" in his mouth, and slashed at the Pope of Persia with his hands together. A huge, real-like sword formed by saber energy fell instantly. On the Dragon Staff.

Just at this time, Liu Sheng Wujian's body flickered, and he stretched out the sword formula with his right hand, a long sword formed by sword energy flew through the air, and chopped on the Shenlong staff.

After the two of them used this move, Guan Shanyue sat down on the ground with blank eyes, and Wen Mufeng hurried over to feed him a pill.Liu Sheng Wujian was like a dead person, but now he sat down lifelessly, his face was frighteningly pale.

Two things like electric currents moved on the Shenlong staff for a few times, and then passed to the Pope of Persia. There was only a "boom", and the golden armor on the Pope of Persia was blown to pieces together with the golden helmet. The Pope of Persia took a few steps back, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the Pope of Persia let out a loud laugh, his long hair fluttering in the wind, he took three steps forward, and struck the ground with his dragon staff, saying: "Fang Jianming, you and I are both equally powerful and seriously injured, how dare you Don’t you dare to engage in a life-and-death battle with this pope?”

Fang Jianming also took three steps forward and said, "Why don't you dare?"

The Pope of Persia said: "Okay, he is indeed a man of courage." After speaking, he picked up the dragon stick, his legs flew like flying, and rushed towards Fang Jianming.

Fang Jianming rushed towards the Pope of Persia without saying a word.

Although the two were running on the ground, they met in an instant. The two raised their weapons at the same time and collided in front of them. There was only a "bang" sound. The light is like an old enemy from the previous life.

A moment later, the Pope of Persia pushed Fang Jianming back, but not long after, Fang Jianming regained the disadvantage and pushed the Pope of Persia back.After doing this several times, the two of them felt that their skills were exhausted, so they made the most proud and powerful move in their lives.

With a sound of "boom", thousands of sword shadows and thousands of stick shadows collided with each other. In an instant, Fang Jianming walked with the sword, and the Tianchan knife passed through the air, reaching the neck of the Pope of Persia, but suddenly, he found The true energy was quite exhausted, but at this moment, the Dragon Staff in the Pope's hand slammed, and with a "bang", it shook him like a spinning top, and he was more than ten feet away.

The Pope of Persia held up the dragon staff and swooped, but at this moment, his complexion changed, his entire face turned dark, and he stretched out his left hand, flashing an electric shock on his body.Fang Jianming originally wanted to attack, but seeing his situation, he couldn't help but wait and see.

With a sound of "Wow", the Pope of Persia suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood. Although his complexion turned from black to white, but he wanted to raise the Dragon Staff again, but it was as difficult as reaching the sky. With a sound of "clang", the Dragon Staff fell to the ground , and his people also sat beside the Dragon Staff.

Fang Jianming saw that the Pope of Persia was about to die, he couldn't help being surprised, and couldn't help asking: "You...what's going on?"

The Pope of Persia smiled sadly, and said: "Fate, fate. Fang Jianming, you have won. If you use the knife just now in exchange for another day, I will definitely die." Looking up to the sky, he shouted: "High Priest, I regret not listening to you Words. Although light and darkness coexist in our religion, light has always been the first. Since I took the throne, I have relied heavily on darkness and insisted on going my own way, which has caused today's tragic situation and brought huge disasters to this religion. I am guilty and unworthy. Be the Pope. The Messenger of the Earth."

Spanda got up from the ground, walked up and knelt down in front of the Pope of Persia, bowed his head and said, "My lord Pope."

The Pope of Persia touched the top of his head with his hand, and said, "From now on, you will be the Holy Messenger of our religion."

Spanda raised his head, his face full of surprise, and said, "This..."

The Pope of Persia didn't wait for him to continue, and continued: "I firmly believe that under your leadership, this religion will gradually become brighter. As for the candidate for the next Pope, it is up to you to arrange. I..." A mouthful of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth Come out, his figure is crumbling.

Spanda hurriedly stood up to support him, and shouted, "Your Highness."

The Pope of Persia glanced at him, then turned to the west, his eyes full of remorse and guilt.

At this moment, he seemed to see the old high priest standing in the sky, and he also seemed to hear the high priest say to him in earnest words: "The sacred fire of our religion represents light. As the human incarnation of the God of Light, how can you disobey it?" Canon, practice the power of darkness? One day, you will be eroded by the darkness and fall into a situation beyond redemption. You led the crowd to the Middle Earth this time, and it was a mistake that couldn’t be more wrong. Let’s go, here you are On the day you die, I will see you in heaven and take you away, because that day is also my return date."

"The Divine Dragon Staff was originally a thing of the Zhengtian Sect, and it was returned to the Dugu Sect Leader. Go back, this place does not belong to us, this is not the place we should come." After the Pope of Persia finished these two sentences with the remaining strength, he tilted his head and died. In Spanda's arms.

A gust of mountain wind blew, but what it blew was a strong smell of blood. The sound of "woo woo woo" sounded like the earth was crying.

(End of this chapter)