The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1898 Puppet Art Reappears!

"clang!"

Another outrageous collision of force against force.

The sound waves howled and rushed straight into the sky, and for a while, even the thunder was covered.

The Holy King clenched his scepter tightly, stepped back a few steps, and sank his feet.

Gai Sun tumbling in the air, landed seemingly lightly, without any splash, but his indifferent face was also flushed.

"Yes, worthy to be my opponent."

His eyes were fixed on the Holy King, and he praised him, but Gaisun didn't show any mercy or pause.

The long stalemate has exhausted his last patience.

"Die!"

Stomping on the ground with one foot, the body shoots forward quickly, and the thick broken knife dances out layers of wind, engulfing the rain, wrapping it in it, forming a small storm!
"Holy King, I will help you!"

There was only a sharp sound of piercing through the air.

A long spear glowed with golden light, piercing through the rain curtain like a frightened bird, and slammed into the storm fiercely.

"Chong!"

After the sharp impact, the storm weakened significantly, and Gaisun showed his figure.

The right-hand envoy Nokiyev who rushed to him roared, his strong body attacked violently, and he rose from the ground, drawing a thunderous arc in the rain, and slammed his right leg straight to Gaisun's neck.

"court death!"

A cold light flickered from the corner of his eyes, Gaisun forcibly changed the attack trajectory, and the broken knife that was slashing forward roared and slashed horizontally, the blade was sharp, and it was about to cut Nokiyev down!

"Innocent!"

Nokiyev grinned, his helpless body turned strangely again in the air, twisted behind Gaisun, his legs bent, his knees were like drills, and he slammed fiercely and violently on the back of his neck!

If ordinary people were hit by this, their spine would probably be broken in an instant!

Even though the physical fitness of the disciples was beyond imagination, during the high-intensity collision with the Holy King, Gaisun's body was already in a state of high-load operation. At this time, he was suddenly hit by Nokiyev with all his strength, and his mind was inevitably dizzy, and his mouth was full of blood. Finally, it spurted out involuntarily, and the whole person flew out sideways.

"Is this the so-called disciple? That's all!"

Nokiyev, who succeeded in the sneak attack, landed with many scars on his body. Obviously he had also experienced a lot of fierce battles, but this did not affect his arrogance at this time.

disciple.

In addition to the Chaos King, this title represents the ceiling of force in the Lost Realm.

If he could kill a disciple, then he would surely become famous all over the world like that woman from the Qin family!

of course.

Norgiyev is not so naive. Although he is confident that 90.00% of the people in the world will not be able to stand up again after being hit by him, he does not think that a disciple will fall so easily.

After all, this is a character whose ability overwhelms the Holy King.

It is several levels higher than him.

His cold and stern eyes were fixed on the figure falling into the mud, and Nokiyev's seemingly arrogant expression was mixed with a trace of dignifiedness that could not be concealed.

He naturally knew that if the battle with the Holy King hadn't consumed most of the opponent's energy and mind, he would have no chance of succeeding in a sneak attack.

"Holy King, how are you?"

Although he regards the common people as ants, as the right envoy of the temple, Nokiyev has deep piety to the holy king Saratoga.

The Holy King shook his head slightly, held his breath, and stared at the mud.

as predicted.

Gaisun lived up to expectations and quickly got up again.

The disciple, who showed off his cold image most of the time, shook his neck, and finally discarded that "not eating fireworks" appearance, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You guys, all be damned!"

Nokiyev's seemingly ruthless kick didn't seem to affect him too much. Following the tyrannical voice, he rushed towards this side with a ferocious expression like a completely mad beast.

Whether it's speed or momentum, they all skyrocketed by three points again!
The thick broken knife cut the air, and the huge friction caused the rainwater to seem to start burning!
In the rain curtain, the arc-shaped fiery red light appeared, which was strange and shocking!

Abandoning the Holy King Saratoga, Nokiyev, who was firmly locked by Gaisun Qi, finally felt the fear of his disciples.

He obviously seemed to have a chance to dodge, but his intuition reminded him that no matter how he tried to hide, he would never be able to avoid the knife.

So much so that from the visual effect, it seems that he was frightened and stupid, standing there in a daze, waiting for the sword to come.

"call!"

Between Lightning and Flint.

It was the Holy King Saratoga who made a timely move, and the scepter symbolizing the supreme glory clanged and swung, intercepting the trajectory of the broken knife.

But this time, the Holy King still underestimated the power contained in this knife.

The terrifying impact like a meteorite falling to the ground erupted suddenly, causing the scepter to almost drop.

The broken knife, which was slightly deflected by the force, continued to move forward after smashing the supreme scepter of human society, and finally fell on Nokiyev's shoulder!
The fierce and cruel force raged mercilessly along the edge of the blade. Nokiyev's face was pale, and there was a creepy scar from his shoulder to his lower rib, and his entire arm was almost cut off!

"It seems that your body is not as hard as your mouth."

The gloomy words floated, and the beast-like pupils were close at hand. Gai Sun held the knife in his backhand, and was about to expand the results of the battle, but suddenly, a chill emerged from his heart.

He was about to turn back, but the bitter wind was approaching in the rainstorm.

The instinctive reaction to the crisis caused Gaisun to immediately give up the idea of ​​killing Nokiyev and dodge to the side.

However, the sharp claws that had attacked the back of his neck still slashed across his back, as if cutting with a sharp knife, leaving a few blurry blood grooves.

The pain made the corners of Gaisun's eyes twitch, and of course, more, he was furious.

That feeling.

It's as if an adult has been teased by several children!
Turning around completely, he finally saw what was behind him.

It can be clearly identified from the physical characteristics, it is clearly an old devil!
It's just that the other side is expressionless, stiff, and there is no life in the eyes.

Gaisun's pupils contracted, and he looked back subconsciously.

I saw a woman standing there, with protective iron rings on every joint of her body, her arms waving slightly.

It can be seen that silvery silk threads overflowed from her fingertips, stretched forward, and rippled in the rain.

This is……

Saint King Saratoga's eyes fluctuated.

Nokiyev, who was trembling all over because of the severe pain, was also stunned for a moment, then looked at the beautiful mixed-race woman, and gritted his teeth.

"Yin Luohua, it's not your turn to be kind!"

"Sorry, don't think too much, I'm not here to save you."

The woman looked indifferent.

That's right.

She is the only woman among the four judges of the underworld.

Yin Luohua.

This puppet technique is naturally learned from Po Meng!

Because this technique is too contrary to human nature, even Granny Meng rarely used it before, but it was only used on Old Demon without any psychological burden.

(End of this chapter)