People Are in the Type Month, Fiancee Two Ceremony

Before the ground of the "prison" could fully touch the boy's demonic hand, it was crushed to pieces by the air pressure that arrived earlier.

The explosive air wave centered on the devil's hand and spread in all directions. The "prison" that originally had the appearance of a closed space was destroyed by this blow.

But the other party's "self-healing" speed obviously exceeded Liangyi Minato's original expectation. In a few seconds, the "prison" began to repair, and it also further deprived the boy of his physical strength.

Inevitably a little short of breath, Liangyi adjusted his state, stepped on the ground that had not had time to "heal", his golden eyes were like glass like fire.

Even though his own physical strength was being deprived dozens of times more, Liangyicou's state of mind was extremely peaceful, as if he had let go of himself.

A swift slash cannot break through the "prison" in front of him, and it will also consume his physical strength even more.

Then, only by using the largest and fastest attack in an instant is the most likely to break through this dilemma.

The brain seemed to be in a state of rapid operation, and the boy's eyes were like burning flames, so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at them.

Integrating his own analysis of the Stomach World Scriptures into the blade, the boy's devil hand burst out with a blue magic factor, and the knife in his hand was also silently unsheathed under such impetus.

The floating blue magic factor slowly fell in the boy's eyes, and before he knew it, the boy was already sheathing the knife.

--jingle.

With the crisp sound of the bell on the handle, the long knife was completely put into the sheath.

And as if it was a slow beat, dozens of slashes spread out centered on the boy.

The trajectory of the knife light directly cut through the space, leaving traces of blue.

And those walls of flesh covered by the slash turned into crumbs the moment they came into contact with the light of the knife.

The speed of "self-healing" is obviously not as fast as the speed of being destroyed. Even the tentacles and fangs used for attacking in the wriggling "prison" have no time to grow, so they are constantly cut and destroyed.

However, the boy's attack did not stop there, he exhaled lightly, and the pupils in the golden pupils stood up slightly, and Liangyi used the same trick again.

—— Dimensional cut · Remnant.

It has not reached the power of the Dimensional Slash in the knowledge he has innately, and the boy's understanding of space is not thorough enough.

But even this unfinished swordsmanship seems to be enough to deal with this "prison" that robs people of their vitality.

The cut blue knife marks are constantly left in the space, as if they have suddenly lost the characteristic of depriving physical strength. Without the further supplement of vitality, the "self-healing" speed of the Stomach World Textbook is getting faster and faster. slower.

And the whole flesh-colored "prison" also began to crumble, and after a while, a burst of crimson light burst out, covering the boy's vision.

......

--boom.

The airflow like a heavy hammer directly knocked the priest back for several meters, but with the shining light of the stigmata on his body, the priest shattered the airflow used by Eltruchi with one punch.

At the same time, he turned around sharply, his right leg was like a sharp ax swung, and "slashed" towards Narubalek who was about to attack him from behind.

A kick of the leg whip shattered the two cross-defense black keys, the priest did not pursue, and Narubalek also nimbly jumped back a certain distance, feeling a little discomfort in his body.

Sure enough, it's a bit too much to fight directly as soon as you recover, and the state will not improve for a while...

A little irritability appeared in his eyes, and Narubalek subconsciously glanced at the summoning book that fell quietly on the ground, and frowned.

You know, three minutes have passed since the boy was devoured, and three minutes is enough to eliminate ordinary dead apostles.

With a soft sigh in his heart, Narubalek restrained his mind, and when the priest and Erte Luqi were fighting again, he quickly attacked.

However, what she didn't notice was that just a few seconds after she flew out.

A neat crack suddenly appeared on the slowly wriggling summoning book...

080: I don't see any demons

The atmosphere is rioting.

The black Ji Jun gathered tornadoes one after another, engulfing the one-armed priest.

But the priest is like an unbreakable iron wall, no matter how violent the surrounding air waves are, his figure does not move a bit.

A roar came from his body, the priest swung his fist forward, broke through the defense of the wind barrier, and moved forward suddenly.

And Alteluchi's eyes also flashed a bloody red light, her white fist was completely wrapped by the invisible and sharp wind blade, wearing this special glove, she met the priest's fist head-on.

--boom.

The ground cracked in an instant, and the surrounding sand and rocks were rolled by the turbulent airflow, and even a few trees were almost crooked.

After the two fists touched, they did not continue wrestling, but separated immediately.

The wind snake wrapped around the priest's body, restricting his movements for a moment.

But this moment of time is also fatal in this battle.

Soon, a black key like a poisonous snake pierced his side, causing the priest to groan.

Immediately, the fist waved towards the dead corner behind him. The priest stomped on the ground with both feet, splashing countless gravels, blocking the sight of others, and taking advantage of this gap, he quickly retreated while clutching his side.

But Elte Lucki obviously wouldn't give the other party this chance. Even if she couldn't judge the specific location of the other party for a while, she released countless wind blades, cutting everything she saw into pieces.

Unfortunately, there were no bright red marks, which meant that the priest had indeed escaped at that moment.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a day...to cooperate with Hei Ji."

Narubalek shook off the blood on the black keys, glanced at the expressionless Eltruchi, and then looked at the priest who was panting for some reason.

"Stop talking nonsense, even if I don't need you, Yu can still solve this annoying guy."

Responding coldly, Erte Luqi was about to continue attacking, but Narubalek suddenly spoke.

"The battle just ended, black vampire. That guy has been poisoned, and I'm afraid it will be quite difficult to even move now."

Although he didn't want to use this kind of method that would destroy his aesthetics, he took extraordinary measures at all times, and Narubalek didn't care much about his behavior of smearing poison on the black keys.

"mean......"

The priest's face became extremely pale, and he felt his body was burning, and he also had an irresistible numbness, and even breathing became very difficult.

"Despicable? Oh, thank you for the compliment. But I wonder if you even sacrificed your brain to the Lord. You must know that you planned to execute me when I was unable to move." .”

With a sneer, Narubalek stepped forward, not intending to give the opponent any chance.

However, at this moment, not far behind her and Eltruchi, the summoning book lying quietly on the ground suddenly emitted a dazzling crimson light.

But the next moment, the crimson light was swallowed by the blue magic light, and as if it couldn't bear it anymore, the summoning book began to swell, and the cracks gradually spread to the entire book.

Finally, with an explosion-like roar, the book exploded into pieces.

And in the smoke and dust that exploded, a small figure slowly emerged.

"Come together?"

Sensing the familiar aura in an instant, Elte Lucy froze for a moment, subconsciously stopped controlling the air flow, and looked straight in the direction of the smoke and dust.

At the same time, Naruballek's face also showed a look of astonishment, but immediately the corners of her mouth twitched, as if she was ecstatic to see something rare again.

But compared to the positive attitude of the two, the priest suddenly felt the stigmata on his body burning.

He roared in pain, and then his dull voice was like a volcano about to erupt, filled with unparalleled anger.

"demon--!"

As a patron, he instantly felt the special aura of the figure in the smoke and dust.

The cross on his chest suddenly shattered as if feeling the priest's anger.

And a mass of scarlet and viscous blood also floated out from the broken cross, as if summoned by the stigmata on the priest's body, wanting to merge with it.

"The blood preserved by the Son of God?! Bastard! The church's wealth is not to be wasted like this by you group of radical dogs!"

Narubalek cursed angrily, the moment her words blurted out, her body burst out, with endless killing intent in her eyes.

As an insider of the church, she knew very well what would happen after the blood merged with the priest known as the caretaker.

The other party may directly possess unimaginable power in a short period of time, and none of them will be able to survive by then.

However, she was the one who took the first step, but in the blink of an eye, Narubalek saw a small figure surpassing him.

There was a sonic boom-like scream in the air, and Liangyi felt something was wrong when the cross shattered, and his figure also came to the priest at this moment.

A blue blade flashed through the air.

In just an instant, the boy's body has passed the priest.

And behind Liangyikou, countless sword lights erupted from the priest's body, cutting the opponent continuously, and because the blood could not break through the barrier of the blade, it was directly bounced off and fell to the ground, slowly Slowly penetrated into the sand.

It was obviously only less than a second, but the priest felt as if he had spent several days.

At the moment when the knife light disappeared, he could no longer feel the sensation of his remaining arm and two legs, and his whole body was covered with knife marks.

The blood seeping out seemed to dye him red, which looked a little scary.

But even though the breath of life is constantly fading, the priest is still struggling to stand up and do what he has not done.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

The priest raised his hand with difficulty, and said hoarsely to the woman with slender eyebrows.

"Narubalek, evil, demon..."

"Huh? What are you talking about? I'm sorry, the injury just now seems to have not recovered, can you say it again clearly, number two?"

"you......"

His face seemed to be flushed with anger, and the priest glared at the woman in front of him.

But immediately, a black key was accurately sent into his heart, twisting and turning, directly destroying his last trace of anger.

Looking at the priest who was staring wide-eyed and his body slowly limp and paralyzed, Narubalek pulled out the black key, shook the blood on it with some disgust, and said to the priest's body with his head down.

"Always talking about the Lord, I think the Lord has already tired of you radical dogs."

Then, she raised her head, glanced at the back of the boy not far away, and raised the corners of her mouth.

"As for the demons... I don't see any demons."

081: Air Lucky Aviation

However, even though he was talking to himself like this, Naruballek still looked at the boy's right hand.

Although the right hand is no different from an ordinary human arm from the outside, Narubalek still felt an unusual aura, and the cross hanging on her chest also produced some burning sensation.