In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

"Hahaha, this poor heretic actually thinks that his ugly appearance will affect the speed at which I can chop him? Ah, it is true, after all, it takes courage to chop off disgusting things.

"Heh, if I kill the woman who is fascinated by this face, it will also make me feel disgraced.

"Oh?" Hei Zhen raised her eyebrows, "Heretic, it seems that you are still very confident in your ugly face? Then let me use the flame of judgment to help you make him more perfect, maybe after burning Let your handsome hairstyle soar into the sky.

This time, the meaning of her words is already obvious. Well, then there is no need to say more, let's fight.

Raising the double guns in his hands, the man looked forward with a serious expression.

Hei Zhen glanced at his gun first, and then exerted force with her feet.

The ground instantly cracked due to the reaction force, and Hei Zhen who was in it was blasted out like a cannonball.

The witch holding a reversal, without any fancy moves, her sword pointing directly at the opponent's head.

Seeing the incoming attack, the man could only resist it with both hands.

Holding the two guns in front of his body, the blades also fell at this moment.

He realized that he had underestimated the strength of the opponent's blow.

The moment he touched it, the ground with him as the center collapsed and cracked in a radius of more than ten meters, and even he himself was deeply trapped in it. Enduring the pressure from his hands, his expression completely collapsed. Seriously.

And Hei Zhen still had that rampant smile, "It seems that heretics, your strength is not as powerful as you imagined." Yay, you were suppressed by the female power.

"Heretic, your smile is disgusting.

However, the man obviously does not intend to be pressed and beaten, and he will be drawn from it.

A spear came out, and he pierced towards Heizhen.

The latter also responded quickly, but the next moment, her actions surprised the man a little.

Hei Zhen didn't choose to resist with a sword, but turned her head to hide and grabbed the gun with her hand sideways.

Originally, the penetrating armor that the man imagined did not appear, but was caught by the other party firmly. This armor...is it a treasure? He frowned slightly, and now he is in trouble. For Hong Zhuwei to penetrate this layer of defense, she needs to attack with her own hard power.

Just kidding, Hei Zhen has a high degree of trust in this armor.

Produced by Loon, it must be a boutique!

210. The Playing Is Over

Well, Luo Pin who just came over said that he saw everything.

-In the beginning, he was really surprised why Hei Zhen appeared here, but later he heard the other party's venomous tongue as always. He felt that if he was fighting her now instead of the man who looked very angry but himself. Don't Speaking of fighting, she scolded each other. After a pause, she had no motivation to fight anymore.

Should it be said that this group of guys are really firm in their hearts? It is almost said that they are almost like bugs, and they can still fight normally.

But looking at Hei Zhen who was in the center, swaying his weapon to his heart's content, Luo Ang unconsciously became involved.

The opponent is different from Joan of Arc, and has a different kind of domineering feeling when fighting.

In fact, Luo Ang had guessed at least three times before whether the cross would summon her, but now he didn't expect it to be true.

Among a group of containers, the battle between the two is still going on.

Diarmuid looked at Heizhen and frowned.

The woman in front of her with a comfortable smile during the battle, her sword skills can be said to be—there is no sword skill at all! It is as if she is fighting him with reckless attacks and intuition.

And what's the matter with this woman, the strength is so terrifying that he feels a little hard every time he picks it up.

Every time she wanted to attack the opponent with another gun, the woman would react and dodge it, or use some strength to catch it.

Although Diarmuid was observing Hei Zhen to find his flaws, it was a pity that the latter had no such thoughts at all.

It was enough to defeat him.

That was the only thing on her mind as she fought.

As for the remaining gorgeous skills, how about the opponent's spear skills.

What does that have to do with her? In the final analysis, is it necessary to understand the affairs of a dying person? There is no need to understand it at all.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, the hand holding the sword tightened a little, and Diarmuid looked a little more cautious in that posture.

Every time he uses skills to relieve the opponent.

I originally thought that the two treasures should make the other party vigilant, or that a normal follower would not dare to pick up the treasure with bare hands without knowing the treasure, right? This woman is very confident in the armor on her body. What did you do? Since you are not afraid of his treasures, even if you have two spears, the only advantage you have is that you have two weapons, because the opponent is not wary of these two treasures at all.

Thinking of this, Diarmuid regained his position, waving his two guns.

It's not that this gun can't penetrate armor, but it needs to hit accurately. The opponent's armor is too hard, and it's definitely impossible to cause wounds if the wind blows up against the tip of the gun.

"Although there is no honor in a battle where names cannot be exchanged, your strength is worthy of my praise.

"Heretic, do you think your rhetoric will stop me? Or do you want to ask for mercy? Sorry, the fire will burn not only your body, but also your soul.

It's kind of bad to say that, even I feel a little miserable.

It sucks.

"Is that so? Diarmuid chuckled lightly, "It's really an unexpected irony.

Just when he was about to say something, a voice suddenly echoed around, "Lancer, the game is over, Saber over there is a strong enemy, I allow you to release the Noble Phantasm to defeat her.

Hearing this sentence, Diarmuid looked seriously at Hei Zhen's direction, "You heard it too.