Zhou Wen hurriedly dodged away.

This sword is not only lightning flying, but also extremely fast!

"Whew!"

Even if Zhou Wen dodged quickly, the sword still slashed through Zhou Wen's body.

A crack was immediately cut in his clothes.

Because of the electric light, the piece of clothing also became charred, and the cracks were full of charred paste.

Uriel kept moving, flipped with one hand, and the holy sword in his hand fell suddenly, and a sword slapped on Zhou Wen's shoulder.

"Bang!"

Under Zhou Wen's feet, the floor suddenly shattered, and his knees almost bent to the ground.

"Everyone, find a safe place to stay, I'll stop him!" Zhou Wen shouted with a fierce gaze.

At this moment, all the people around reacted.

Zhou Wen is trying to stop Uriel by himself, so that everyone has time to escape!

At the very least, the terrorists here have been eliminated, and Uriel is the only one left.

"Where can we run, will we sit idly by while you fight?" a man stood up and shouted.

Uriel's eyes were cold, and he was about to slash through with a sword.

He had just raised the holy sword, but unexpectedly, the sword was directly frozen in the air.

"Are you crazy?" said Uriel, slightly surprised.

His sword body was actually grabbed by Zhou Wen empty-handed!

Zhou Wen's palm had been cut with a bloody mark by the blade, but even so, he still clutched the sword body.

"Uliel, your opponent is me!" Zhou Wenlang said.

Zhou Wen's body moved, and he punched out.

"Look for death!" Uriel's empty hand also threw a punch.

"Bang!" the fists of the two men collided in the air.

Zhou Wen was shocked, and his whole arm was a little numb.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhou Wen took a few steps backwards one after another, and each step stomped heavily on the floor.

The hand that grabbed the holy sword just now was already drenched in blood at this moment.

Without Superman's robes to cover him, he didn't have the slightest protection on his hands.

The people around him had already rushed in all directions.

"Lackey traitor! Hit me!" The man led by him rushed directly towards Pei Yongshou and knocked him down with one punch.

No one cares who he is anymore.

No matter how gorgeous Pei Yongshou's previous identity was, when he betrayed, no one cared about him anymore.

Jiang Yang was directly pushed by a group of people and fell to the ground.

Neither of them had any armed forces, they were just ordinary people.

So many people rushed up, and two people had no ability to resist!

"I'm a doctor, I'm here to save them!" a woman shouted.

She immediately ran to Silent Shadow's side, intending to revive Silent Shadow.

Soon, the shadow woke up.

She was just knocked unconscious by Uriel and was not too badly hurt.

Seeing these people in front of him uniting and working together, Silent Shadow's eyes moistened a little.

"Fatty, don't pretend, get up for me!"

The doctor was also going to give Hong Haibo artificial respiration, but Silent Shadow kicked straight over.

Hong Haibo reluctantly opened his eyes and said unhappily: "Can't you just wait for three seconds?"

He had already woken up, this guy had rough skin and thick flesh, and he was clever enough to die, but he had been pretending to be dizzy.

When he woke up, the female doctor's face turned crimson.

"Hurry up and save people, don't let anyone get hurt anymore!" shouted Silent Shadow.

"Okay. Hong Haibo also knew that he couldn't delay now, so he immediately stood up.

Pei Yongshou's people are retreating one after another, and they are not the opponents of these people at all.

Their guns have been abolished by Zhou Wen, and the bare-handed people have no deterrent power.

A sea of people, drowning all the enemies!

Seeing this, a trace of disgust flashed across Uriel's face.

"Damn the Chinese!" said Uriel fiercely.

"Are you scared?" Zhou Wen said with a light smile.

He rubbed his right arm, soothing the numbness a little.

"A rabble, in our eyes you are nothing more than a backward country. Uriel said dismissively.

"The whole world is changing dramatically all the time, maybe before, we were very backward, but now, we are the only ones who are qualified to say that others are lagging behind. Zhou Wen chuckled.

"You Westerners like to sit at home, see the world with your eyes closed, but you don't know the changes outside, today's China is not the China of the past!" Zhou Wen said loudly.

Uriel sneered, "So what, today, you will surely die, and I will return home alive to live the days of my wine mansion, when your body has been eaten by sharks." ”

"I admit that there seems to be a slight gap in our strength, but we could all win in the desperate situation back then, and now I have no reason why I can't win!" Zhou Wen said lightly.

"You're dreaming!" said Uriel dismissively.

"Whether it's a dream or not, just try it and you'll know, no difficulties will make us bow our heads......" Zhou Wen glanced at the group of people in the banquet hall.

They ran, saving each other, encouraging each other.

Even in the midst of a difficult situation, no one is weak, no one feels that they are really going to die, everyone is trying to live.

Silent Shadow and Hong Haibo lifted Huo Qianjun, and the three of them assisted from the side.

"We don't believe in evil, we don't fear evil, we don't cause trouble, we don't fear it. Zhou Wen said confidently.

"The roar of the weak is always so beautiful and beautiful, however, only the strong can hear it, because the weak are dead. Uriel took the holy sword in his hand and sneered.

Zhou Wen endured the pain in his hands and clenched his teeth.

The pain made him more conscious.

Nothing can stand in his way.

"Die!" Uriel raised his sword and slashed it down.

This sword slashed a sword light from the air and rushed straight towards the top of Zhou Wen's head.

Thundered!

The whole cabin shook, all of them were shaken by the sword!

Zhou Wen suddenly raised his arms and blocked in front of him.

"Bang!"

The holy sword smashed directly into his arm.

Zhou Wen's body was shocked, but the holy sword did not break his skin!

Superman robes, super defense!

"How is that possible?" said Uriel, a little surprised.

Zhou Wen's body was like being beaten with iron, and he was not cut off by a sword.

Uriel suddenly withdrew his sword, and he jumped out.

His body jumped straight out of the banquet hall.

"Zhou Wen, if you have the guts, come to the deck!" Uriel laughed sharply.

"If you don't come, I'll drive this ship into the sea!"

Voices came from outside.

Zhou Wen's face tightened, and he rushed over.

Uriel has the strength.

As soon as he punches a hole in the ship and the sea water pours in, the cruise ship will inevitably sink.

"Come on!" Zhou Wenlang said.

The banquet hall is small, and it would be dangerous for those people to fight, but the deck is wide enough to spread your hands and feet.

......

The Black Pearl, above deck.

It was already a little dark outside, and although it was not yet night, it seemed to be almost there.

Uriel placed the holy sword horizontally in front of him and stood on the bow of the ship, with the endless ocean behind him.

"I thought you wouldn't dare come......" Uriel said slowly.

The sea breeze blows through the air, and above the sea, the waves are surging.

Zhou Wen stood on the deck, took off the torn clothes on his upper body, and threw them aside.

This dress is just ordinary clothes, and the Superman robe is hidden in his skin.

The clothes were in tatters, and there was no need to keep them.

There are no scars on his upper body, some simple muscles, not exaggerated, and he looks very stylish.

"I thought you had run away. Zhou Wen sneered.

Uriel's face was as usual, and he looked at the holy sword in front of him and smiled lightly: "This holy sword was scavenged from the ruins of the Middle Ages by our Holy Lance Brotherhood, and its name is the Thunder Holy Sword!"

"This holy sword can attract the power of thunder from above, and it is your honor to die under this sword. ”

"Zhou Wen, I want to avenge the dead brothers of the Holy Lance Brotherhood!" Uriel yelled.

He raised his arm suddenly, and the tip of his sword pointed straight into the sky!

In an instant, the originally clear sky suddenly swelled and dark clouds gathered.

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder rang out from the air.

All of a sudden, it became darker.

Bolts of lightning emerged from the clouds, like silver snakes.

In the air, a yellow lightning bolt the thickness of an adult's arm struck the tip of the sword.

In an instant, both Uriel and the Holy Sword were bathed in thunder and lightning, like the god of thunder.

The reason why he chose to fight on the deck was also to be able to attract the power of thunder, otherwise, there would be no way in the cabin.

"Stranger!" Zhou Wen said solemnly.

Uriel was definitely an anomaly, otherwise he wouldn't have survived the lightning.

"The Brotherhood of the Holy Spear has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it is one of the top dark forces in the Western world! The power of the Ten Holy Messengers is not something you can imagine! If you admit defeat now and are willing to be my slave, I can consider sparing your life. Uriel's voice came.

Zhou Wen smiled when he heard this, twisted his neck, moved his legs and arms, and chuckled: "What age is it now, and you are still engaged in slavery, I see that you Westerners have lived in the past and can't wake up......"

"Then you will die!" Uriel waved his right arm.

The Holy Sword seemed to have a thousand powers, and his movements were extremely slow at first, but they became faster and faster later.

Yellow lightning covered the entire Holy Sword.

With Uriel's movements, the rust on the holy sword fell down one by one, revealing the golden blade inside.

Radiant!

He was like a thunder god, with the power of heaven, oppressing Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen felt that his body had been imprisoned, and it was extremely difficult to move.

"Scan the Eye!" Zhou Wen's heart moved.

In his line of sight, Uriel's figure was constantly enlarged.

On the Holy Sword, he could see every tiny arc of electricity clearly.

"Die!" roared Uriel.

With a sound, the holy sword slashed out at the same time.

On the sword, a fierce thunderbolt roared out.

In an instant, he came to Zhou Wen's side.

The original lightning was comparable to the speed of light, and this thunder was not as fast as the speed of light, but it was also very fast.

Zhou Wen wanted to dodge, but when he took a step suddenly, he only moved one centimeter, and the sense of oppression was too strong.

"The voltage of lightning is up to hundreds of millions of volts, and even ordinary lightning is tens of millions of volts, which is much higher than high-voltage electricity!"

I haven't tried it, I don't dare to try it!

Zhou Wen didn't dare to pin his hopes on the god-level set to turn around.

At that moment, his scanning eyes suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality.

"There it is!" Zhou Wen's face showed joy.