Heroes of the Invincible Knight

(a bit repetitive, wait a minute)

Although the change came quickly, neither Mixiu nor Hussein had come out of the sad atmosphere just now, but the movements on their hands were not slow.

Who knows if the church has any other arrangements here.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Almost as soon as the red light disappeared, Mixiu appeared in front of Sang Lin.

The huge gap between the holy level and the earth level gave Sanglin no chance to react at all, and the scepter in Mixiu's hand slammed firmly on Sanglin's chest.

This time, Mixiu was not as simple as denting Sanglin's breastplate. The piece that came into contact with the scepter exploded like a cannonball. The front chest was sunken by more than half.

This blow made Sanglin lose all his mobility, and a mouthful of blood spurted out all the fragments of his internal organs, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

It is also the vitality of the earth-level masters that is tenacious enough. If the injury of this level is replaced by ordinary people, they can no longer die, and Sanglin can kneel on the ground in a deformed posture, and then raise his head and stare at Mixiu.

"Impossible, I am the Son of God, why didn't the Lord of the Rising Sun respond to my prayer!"

"you…"

"boom!"

Sanglin looked at Mixiu with a terrified face, as if he wanted to say something, but Mixiu didn't hesitate at all. When he smashed the scepter, Sanglin's head exploded like a swollen watermelon.

The walls on all sides were painted red and white, but Mishu, who was in front of Sanglin, was not stained at all.

Sanglin's headless body fell to the ground, and this time he couldn't move at all.

"Son of God!"

"Has the Lord of the Rising Sun abandoned us?"

The scene of Sang Lin being killed finally moved the surrounding group of priests who had been expressionless. These fanatical priests had a firm belief in the Lord of the Rising Sun.

They are also looking forward to the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun this time. What made Sanglin's death in front of them unacceptable was not the **** scene, but that Sanglin, as the son of God, was the vessel to bear the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun. Being smashed in the head, this is a collapse on the level of belief.

"kill!"

After Mixiu killed Sang Lin, he did not continue to shoot, but stood in a daze.

But Hussein was not idle, and he killed the priests who were crying.

These guys are also part of this trap, and they should be the only remaining experts of the Church in the South. If you kill them, you won't be afraid that the Church will cause trouble in the South after Paley leads the army north.

"Hey!"

"puff!"

"clang!"

In addition to Sang Lin, there were five other priests present, who were pentagrams before.

Almost as soon as the red light disappeared, Mixiu appeared in front of Sang Lin.

The huge gap between the holy level and the earth level gave Sanglin no chance to react at all, and the scepter in Mixiu's hand slammed firmly on Sanglin's chest.

This time, Mixiu was not as simple as denting Sanglin's breastplate. The piece that came into contact with the scepter exploded like a cannonball. The front chest was sunken by more than half.

This blow made Sanglin lose all his mobility, and a mouthful of blood spurted out all the fragments of his internal organs, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

It is also the vitality of the earth-level masters that is tenacious enough. If the injury of this level is replaced by ordinary people, they can no longer die, and Sanglin can kneel on the ground in a deformed posture, and then raise his head and stare at Mixiu.

"Impossible, I am the Son of God, why didn't the Lord of the Rising Sun respond to my prayer!"

"you…"

"boom!"

Sanglin looked at Mixiu with a terrified face, as if he wanted to say something, but Mixiu didn't hesitate at all. When he smashed the scepter, Sanglin's head exploded like a swollen watermelon.

The walls on all sides were painted red and white, but Mishu, who was in front of Sanglin, was not stained at all.

Sanglin's headless body fell to the ground, and this time he couldn't move at all.

"Son of God!"

"Has the Lord of the Rising Sun abandoned us?"

The scene of Sang Lin being killed finally moved the surrounding group of priests who had been expressionless. These fanatical priests had a firm belief in the Lord of the Rising Sun.

They are also looking forward to the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun this time. What made Sanglin's death in front of them unacceptable was not the **** scene, but that Sanglin, as the son of God, was the vessel to bear the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun. Being smashed in the head, this is a collapse on the level of belief.

"kill!"

After Mixiu killed Sang Lin, he did not continue to shoot, but stood in a daze.

But Hussein was not idle, and he killed the priests who were crying.

These guys are also part of this trap, and they should be the only remaining experts of the Church in the South. If you kill them, you won't be afraid that the Church will cause trouble in the South after Paley leads the army north.

"Hey!"

"puff!"

"clang!"

In addition to Sang Lin, there were five other priests present, who were pentagrams before.

Almost as soon as the red light disappeared, Mixiu appeared in front of Sang Lin.

The huge gap between the holy level and the earth level gave Sanglin no chance to react at all, and the scepter in Mixiu's hand slammed firmly on Sanglin's chest.

This time, Mixiu was not as simple as denting Sanglin's breastplate. The piece that came into contact with the scepter exploded like a cannonball. The front chest was sunken by more than half.

This blow made Sanglin lose all his mobility, and a mouthful of blood spurted out all the fragments of his internal organs, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

It is also the vitality of the earth-level masters that is tenacious enough. If the injury of this level is replaced by ordinary people, they can no longer die, and Sanglin can kneel on the ground in a deformed posture, and then raise his head and stare at Mixiu.

"Impossible, I am the Son of God, why didn't the Lord of the Rising Sun respond to my prayer!"

"you…"

"boom!"

Sanglin looked at Mixiu with a terrified face, as if he wanted to say something, but Mixiu didn't hesitate at all. When he smashed the scepter, Sanglin's head exploded like a swollen watermelon.

The walls on all sides were painted red and white, but Mishu, who was in front of Sanglin, was not stained at all.

Sanglin's headless body fell to the ground, and this time he couldn't move at all.

"Son of God!"

"Has the Lord of the Rising Sun abandoned us?"

The scene of Sang Lin being killed finally moved the surrounding group of priests who had been expressionless. These fanatical priests had a firm belief in the Lord of the Rising Sun.

They are also looking forward to the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun this time. What made Sanglin's death in front of them unacceptable was not the **** scene, but that Sanglin, as the son of God, was the vessel to bear the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun. Being smashed in the head, this is a collapse on the level of belief.

"kill!"

After Mixiu killed Sang Lin, he did not continue to shoot, but stood in a daze.

But Hussein was not idle, and he killed the priests who were crying.

These guys are also part of this trap, and they should be the only remaining experts of the Church in the South. If you kill them, you won't be afraid that the Church will cause trouble in the South after Paley leads the army north.

"Hey!"

"puff!"

"clang!"

In addition to Sang Lin, there were five other priests present, who were pentagrams before.

Almost as soon as the red light disappeared, Mixiu appeared in front of Sang Lin.

The huge gap between the holy level and the earth level gave Sanglin no chance to react at all, and the scepter in Mixiu's hand slammed firmly on Sanglin's chest.

This time, Mixiu was not as simple as denting Sanglin's breastplate. The piece that came into contact with the scepter exploded like a cannonball. The front chest was sunken by more than half.

This blow made Sanglin lose all his mobility, and a mouthful of blood spurted out all the fragments of his internal organs, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

It is also the vitality of the earth-level masters that is tenacious enough. If the injury of this level is replaced by ordinary people, they can no longer die, and Sanglin can kneel on the ground in a deformed posture, and then raise his head and stare at Mixiu.

"Impossible, I am the Son of God, why didn't the Lord of the Rising Sun respond to my prayer!"

"you…"

"boom!"

Sanglin looked at Mixiu with a terrified face, as if he wanted to say something, but Mixiu didn't hesitate at all. When he smashed the scepter, Sanglin's head exploded like a swollen watermelon.

The walls on all sides were painted red and white, but Mishu, who was in front of Sanglin, was not stained at all.

Sanglin's headless body fell to the ground, and this time he couldn't move at all.

"Son of God!"

"Has the Lord of the Rising Sun abandoned us?"

The scene of Sang Lin being killed finally moved the surrounding group of priests who had been expressionless. These fanatical priests had a firm belief in the Lord of the Rising Sun.

They are also looking forward to the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun this time. What made Sanglin's death in front of them unacceptable was not the **** scene, but that Sanglin, as the son of God, was the vessel to bear the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun. Being smashed in the head, this is a collapse on the level of belief.

"kill!"

After Mixiu killed Sang Lin, he did not continue to shoot, but stood in a daze.

But Hussein was not idle, and he killed the priests who were crying.

These guys are also part of this trap, and they should be the only remaining experts of the Church in the South. If you kill them, you won't be afraid that the Church will cause trouble in the South after Paley leads the army north.

"Hey!"

"puff!"

"clang!"

In addition to Sang Lin, there were five other priests present, who were pentagrams before.

Almost as soon as the red light disappeared, Mixiu appeared in front of Sang Lin.

The huge gap between the holy level and the earth level gave Sanglin no chance to react at all, and the scepter in Mixiu's hand slammed firmly on Sanglin's chest.

This time, Mixiu was not as simple as denting Sanglin's breastplate. The piece that came into contact with the scepter exploded like a cannonball. The front chest was sunken by more than half.

This blow made Sanglin lose all his mobility, and a mouthful of blood spurted out all the fragments of his internal organs, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

It is also the vitality of the earth-level masters that is tenacious enough. If the injury of this level is replaced by ordinary people, they can no longer die, and Sanglin can kneel on the ground in a deformed posture, and then raise his head and stare at Mixiu.

"Impossible, I am the Son of God, why didn't the Lord of the Rising Sun respond to my prayer!"

"you…"

"boom!"

Sanglin looked at Mixiu with a terrified face, as if he wanted to say something, but Mixiu didn't hesitate at all. When he smashed the scepter, Sanglin's head exploded like a swollen watermelon.

The walls on all sides were painted red and white, but Mishu, who was in front of Sanglin, was not stained at all.

Sanglin's headless body fell to the ground, and this time he couldn't move at all.

"Son of God!"

"Has the Lord of the Rising Sun abandoned us?"

The scene of Sang Lin being killed finally moved the surrounding group of priests who had been expressionless. These fanatical priests had a firm belief in the Lord of the Rising Sun.

They are also looking forward to the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun this time. What made Sanglin's death in front of them unacceptable was not the **** scene, but that Sanglin, as the son of God, was the vessel to bear the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun. Being smashed in the head, this is a collapse on the level of belief.

"kill!"

After Mixiu killed Sang Lin, he did not continue to shoot, but stood in a daze.

But Hussein was not idle, and he killed the priests who were crying.

These guys are also part of this trap, and they should be the only remaining experts of the Church in the South. If you kill them, you won't be afraid that the Church will cause trouble in the South after Paley leads the army north.

"Hey!"

"puff!"

"clang!"

In addition to Sang Lin, there were five other priests present, who were pentagrams before.

Almost as soon as the red light disappeared, Mixiu appeared in front of Sang Lin.

The huge gap between the holy level and the earth level gave Sanglin no chance to react at all, and the scepter in Mixiu's hand slammed firmly on Sanglin's chest.

This time, Mixiu was not as simple as denting Sanglin's breastplate. The piece that came into contact with the scepter exploded like a cannonball. The front chest was sunken by more than half.

This blow made Sanglin lose all his mobility, and a mouthful of blood spurted out all the fragments of his internal organs, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

It is also the vitality of the earth-level masters that is tenacious enough. If the injury of this level is replaced by ordinary people, they can no longer die, and Sanglin can kneel on the ground in a deformed posture, and then raise his head and stare at Mixiu.

"Impossible, I am the Son of God, why didn't the Lord of the Rising Sun respond to my prayer!"

"you…"

"boom!"

Sang Lin looked at Mi Xiu with a terrified face~www.readwn.com~ and seemed to want to say something, but Mi Xiu didn't hesitate at all. When he smashed the scepter, Sang Lin's head exploded like a swollen watermelon. open.

The walls on all sides were painted red and white, but Mishu, who was in front of Sanglin, was not stained at all.

Sanglin's headless body fell to the ground, and this time he couldn't move at all.

"Son of God!"

"Has the Lord of the Rising Sun abandoned us?"

The scene of Sang Lin being killed finally moved the surrounding group of priests who had been expressionless. These fanatical priests had a firm belief in the Lord of the Rising Sun.

They are also looking forward to the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun this time. What made Sanglin's death in front of them unacceptable was not the **** scene, but that Sanglin, as the son of God, was the vessel to bear the coming of the Lord of the Rising Sun. Being smashed in the head, this is a collapse on the level of belief.

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