Chapter 1296: The Battle of Fate (2)

No matter how magnificent their past lives were, seeing Auschwitz gradually standing up, they all fell into a state of distraction.

"Why ......"

The scarred Apollo asked himself in his heart.

"I ......"

Although Auschwitz stood up again, Apollo punched him in the back of the head, which obviously hurt him a lot, not only did the blood continue to seep out, but his head was drowsy, and his mind was also a little trance.

His lips turned white, and he raised his hand and slowly touched the back of his head, and suddenly a cold feeling hit him.

Looking at the blood on his hands, his eyes began to become confused.

“...... I...... Why...... Why...... I don't feel ...... Pain ......"

He looked up, and countless images began to flicker in his mind.

Kill them!

Kill them!

......

In his mind, he wanted someone to speak, repeating the same sentence all the time, and his tone became faster and faster, like a magic sound, making his head almost burst.

"Ah!!h

Auschwitz clutched his head and began to raise his head to the sky and roar, forming a sound rolling in the closed canyon!

"He's the end of the crossbow now, kill him!"

The right envoy stared at Auschwitz, holding his head, his face full of murderous intent.

Taking advantage of his illness and asking for his life, an Emperor Yama has become a big problem for them, with this lesson from the past, they will definitely not make the mistake of returning to the mountains again, no matter what, Auschwitz must die here!

Hearing the order, although they were shocked by the terrifying strength of the Swamp Emperor, the remaining few red-robed bishops still swarmed up, brave and fearless.

Six red robes drummed, attacking and killing from different directions, their eyes were sharp, and they were cold and fierce.

"Ah!!h

Auschwitz let go of his head and roared, and the air seemed to have a wave!

Immediately, he turned his head and looked at the six red-robed bishops who had been killed, his eyes were as black as blood, like evil ghosts from the Netherworld, even the red-robed bishop who claimed to be the messenger of divine light couldn't help but tighten.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

There are a billion temple believers, and the characters who can stand out and wear red robes are all people with great perseverance without exception, and the two red-robed bishops who were the first to kill stabilized their minds, one punched, the other shook his legs, and struck up and down.

"Bang!"

The two voices were mixed into one, Auschwitz did not dodge or dodge, resisted a punch and a kick, his body did not move, but the blood in his mouth became thicker and thicker.

The eyes of the two red-robed bishops shrank, intending to retreat, but it was obviously too late.

"Hell is empty, demons are in the world, you go and add some life to hell!"

Blood spilled out from between Auschwitz's teeth as he spoke, and Auschwitz lifted it with a kick, his toes like a drill, and the red-robed bishop who attacked his lower body was instantly kicked away, rubbing against the ground, and the blood stained a long trail.

"Click!"

Then Auschwitz's hands were like pincers, slashing at the arm of the red-robed bishop who had no time to close his fist, accompanied by a terrifying sound of bone cracking, that arm instantly bent into a numbing arc that made people's scalp tingle, even if the red-robed bishop was a person of great perseverance, but he still couldn't help but snort, sweating like rain, gritting his teeth to endure the severe pain, and waving his left hand!

"Click!"

Auschwitz was cruel and tyrannical, grabbing his wrist sideways, and turning his other hand into a sharp palm knife, slashing mercilessly!

The sharp pain of breaking his hands was really unbearable, and with a "bang", the red-robed bishop involuntarily knelt on his knees, and his body trembled slightly.

"Auschwitz, you are full of evil and sin, we will kill you according to the will of the Lord, and restore peace to the world!"

Another red-robed bishop broke through the sky, as swift as thunder!

Auschwitz's eyes were raised, his arms raised at the same time, first resisting the opponent's continuous round kicks, and then 'snapping', and in the blurred flying leg shadow, he forcibly clasped the opponent's right leg wrist containing explosive power.

The imposing red-robed bishop's body stopped suddenly.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"It's not your turn to judge me, you demons in the cloak of hypocrisy. ”

It seemed like a second, and it seemed like a long, long time, and the hoarse voice of the crumbs, Auschwitz's blood-stained right arm bulged, and the red-robed bishop in mid-air was stirred up like a sandbag, and then leaned forward and smashed down against the ground!

"Bang!"

The soft earth collapsed in an instant.

The red-robed bishop's face twitched, the bones of his whole body seemed to be broken, the sharp pain that pierced his heart and lungs hit from all over his body, blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, his eyes turned white, and he almost fainted.

"Auschwitz, die!"

Even if the camps are different, if you stand from an absolutely objective point of view, Li Futu has to admit that it is not just an accident that the temple can have today's power, even if Auschwitz is possessed by a demon god, but under the order, these red-robed bishops are not afraid of death, and they go forward one after another.

Another red-robed bishop killed, like a dragonfly in the water, instantly rose from the ground, and his right leg, which was holding back his strength, drew a full and thick arc, and kicked away with a thunderous momentum.

"The power of faith is terrifying. ”

I don't know if this is Adam's first few foul words, and he himself is not aware of it, but he is just thinking that if it were his own fallen angel army in this situation, how many people would put their personal safety at risk and choose to follow his orders.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but look at Carnegie, and his eyes were not good.

But fortunately, all the minds of this first dogleg were attracted by the tragic battle at this moment, and they did not notice the death gaze from the master.

The domineering and incomparable leg sweep hit Auschwitz's shoulder, and Auschwitz flew uncontrollably to the side under the surging force, and the friction between his foot and the ground turned into scratches that were not deep or shallow, and he only regained his footing seven or eight meters away.

"Swamp Emperor, but that's it!"

A red-robed bishop cooperated tacitly, not giving the enemy any time to breathe, and the figure that refracted the sky fell from the sky, and his five fingers grabbed Auschwitz's head like eagle claws.

"Whew!"

Fingers sharper than spikes cut five bloody streaks on Auschwitz's skull, and the scalp was in the nails.

If it were any other person, I am afraid that he would have fallen long ago, but Auschwitz still seemed to be in pain, raised his head, suddenly reached out, grabbed the other party's shoulder, and dragged the red-robed bishop off the top of his head, and at the same time clenched his left hand into a fist, and the tyrannical force converged on this punch, and then smashed on the red-robed bishop's head.

"Bang!"

Not even a chance to scream.

Like a watermelon, a head bursts like a burden,

The scene is gorgeous!

Rao is spectators are all bloody characters who are used to seeing life and death, but such a tragic and tyrannical fight still makes their heartstrings can't help but quietly vibrate.

"It's ......"

Li Futu stared at Auschwitz, his eyes flickering.

"It's ......"

There was one man in the temple who did not participate in the battle from beginning to end, and like Li Futu, his eyes were also on Auschwitz.

(End of chapter)