The phenomenon of ants biting elephants to death does exist, but when the number reaches a certain level, it can cause qualitative changes.

Obviously, the temple's slim numerical advantage was not enough to fulfill their long-cherished aspirations.

"Click!"

As a red-robed robe slammed against the mountain wall, the red-robed bishop who came to the Halsey Marsh this time announced the annihilation of the entire army.

The violent impact shattered the backbone of the red-robed bishop, and he fell to the ground like a sandbag, and Cui Pan was relieved.

Black and white impermanence also solved the battle at this time, with the blood stains of both the enemy and the enemy on his body, and the pupils that had not retreated, and they all locked on the right envoy who was left alone!

"I don't need you to interfere, I'll fight him!"

Li Futu snorted, his attention still focused on his opponent, his head tilted, and he avoided the opponent's powerful straight punch.

"Nochiev, don't say I didn't give you a chance, when you see Allah, remember not to shout injustice. ”

"Emperor Yan, I also appreciate your self-confidence, do you think that with your strength, you can really kill me?!"

The corner of his eye has already captured the death and injury of his subordinates, but as a holy envoy, as a human emperor, the right envoy did not despair because he was alone in battle, on the contrary, the desperate situation of isolation and helplessness made his fighting spirit more and more high!

The fist instantly turned into a sharp claw, and it was suddenly withdrawn, and the sharp edge scraped towards Li Futu's cheek, and at the same time, his real killing move was given to his left hand, running through the momentum of the fierce tyrant, and under the cover of the right claw, he was extremely tricky and swift and directly hit the dovetail and middle points of Li Futu's chest and abdomen.

The fierce battle between the two is rapid and fast-changing, and if you are not careful, you may lose your life on the spot, which shows the precise grasp of timing, the perfect fit between attack and defense, and the hearty speed of the move connection, which can be said to exceed the limits of the human body.

This is certainly a bloody and brutal fight, but it is also a visual feast full of violent aesthetics!

His subordinates were all wiped out, and he was indeed in a desperate situation of nine deaths, but if he could kill Emperor Yan, he would be able to fight for that glimmer of life in this desperate situation of nine deaths!

The dove tail acupoint and the Jizhong acupoint are the two major dead points in the human body!

As long as one of them is hit, even if it can't kill Emperor Yan in one fell swoop, it is enough to disintegrate most of its combat effectiveness.

He knows everything about the anatomy of the human body!

The scalpel-like precision attack was directed at the death acupuncture point, and at the moment when the right envoy thought that he was about to succeed, Li Futu's figure suddenly disappeared.

That feeling, as if there was a fault in time and space, the other party shuttled to another layer of time and space in vain, and the sudden jump in vision and consciousness made the right envoy tremble involuntarily, and he wanted to change his tricks again, but it was too late.

You must know that this level of competition is not only the most essential hard power, but also the role of the mind, which can never be ignored in the fight to the death.

The target vanished, and the right envoy's mind was alerted for a moment, but a hand still appeared from an angle he couldn't have predicted.

"Smack!"

A slap in the face.

The momentum sank vigorously, so that the corners of the right envoy's mouth instantly appeared a wisp of blood.

The spectators were all in a moment of trance.

The right envoy of the temple was slapped in the face?

As the saying goes, you don't hit people in the face, not to mention that the one who is beaten is the supreme emperor of the world.

The sharp contrast between status and encounter makes the vast majority of people a little distracted.

This slap is for the souls of the dead who died on the banks of the Weishui River. ”

Li Futu's eyes were dark and deep.

"You may not know his name, but remember, his name is Lonely. ”

Half a year later, the two warring sides have not changed, but the situation has been reversed, and the temple and the right envoy have become the exhausted side.

"Hahaha...... Your underworld is a group of evil spirits abandoned by the Lord, the filth and cancer of this world, and death is your best belonging. ”

The right envoy suddenly laughed wildly, as if he were crazy.

"Do you think there is only one him? Destiny is inviolable, a group of ghosts who survive in the dark, and try in vain to resist the will of the Lord of the Lord. Emperor Yan, you, you, will be like him, and you will not die well. The difference is just a matter of time. ”

The blood-red gaze swept over the faces of Li Futu, Cui Pan and the others, and the right envoy of the Temple, who represented light and sacredness, was completely out of control at this moment.

The injuries caused by that resounding slap were not worth mentioning, but the blow to his dignity was devastating.

As the emperor of men, as a holy envoy, he is already like a real god in human society.

How could he have thought that he would be slapped, and how could anyone dare to slap him?!

The tsunami-like humiliation turned into a volcanic eruption-like rage, and his right hand made his eyes crack, his body jumped, his legs swirled, and he kicked Li Futu in the chest like crazy.

For characters of their level, the weight of dignity is far greater than life and death!

"Destiny?Nochiev, you are just a mortal, and just because you wear this golden robe, you think you can represent the will of heaven?"

Li Futu's expression finally revealed a touch of calmness, and his body swayed from side to side with the opponent's toes, and at the same time, his right hand, which had just thrown out an earth-shattering palm, pushed forward.

"In my opinion, your temple is the greatest place of deception in the world, and you call yourself the messenger of the Lord, so let me see if your Allah can save your life!"

Bang!

His legs were like the wind, and he couldn't catch them with the naked eye, although the right envoy didn't hit the chest and abdomen as expected, but the crazy round kick still landed on Li Futu's right shoulder.

The huge and sharp force exploded suddenly, Li Futu's right shoulder instantly opened flesh, blood splattered, and even his clothes were torn and torn, and at the same time, Li Futu's palm was also imprinted, and it hit the right envoy's chest firmly.

Not inferior to the right envoy's toe power poured out, like a stormy wave, the right envoy's chest was like a dam, dead blocking, but the impact of the huge wave was too violent, with a 'click', the dam broke, the flood burst, the right envoy's face flushed, and Li Futu flew out upside down at the same time.

"Emperor Yan!"

Hei Wuchang's eyes showed nervousness, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.

Li Futu, who retreated six or seven steps away, breathed heavily and raised his hand.

It was just a simple gesture of raising his hand, but it made his right arm tremble slightly, and the pain in his right shoulder made him frown involuntarily.

The right envoy's kick almost broke his shoulder blade.

Of course, the right envoy who was completely slapped by him must not be very comfortable at this time.

"Hehehehehe......"

The right envoy held his chest, blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, shocking, and even his body was slightly stiff, unable to stand up completely straight.

He knew the structure of the human body well, and the pain of three inches below his chest reminded him that two ribs were probably broken by the tremendous force just now.

His subordinates were dead and wounded, and he himself was seriously wounded, and the Allied forces were preparing to retreat, no matter how you looked at it, they seemed to be in a desperate situation.

But his eyes were staring at Li Futu, the right holy envoy of the temple who was exhausted, and he actually laughed weirdly.

(End of chapter)