When people laugh for no reason in a desperate situation, it is very likely that it is a situation, that is, self-abandonment, exhaustion,

However, the appearance of the right envoy at this time does not look like despair and madness in a desperate way.

"Emperor Yan, do you really think ...... Is the big picture decided?"

Blood foam continued to pour out with the words, which showed that the right envoy was indeed injured, but his tone was not negative, and faintly, there was a very unusual excitement.

"Nochiev, I'm afraid you never thought that you would be where you are today, right? In the past, you judged others and enforced the law on behalf of heaven, but now it is your turn to die, I don't know how you feel at this moment?"

The right envoy is like a turtle in an urn, and the black impermanence is not in a hurry to end it.

Deal with the enemy, kill him directly, that's the stupidest way.

"After so many years of 'friendship', I can ask you to make a final speech, I believe you will be very interested. ”

Hei Wuchang sneered on his face, his eyes were gloomy, and he tried his best to ridicule and beat the water dogs.

The right envoy smiled instead of being angry, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

Surrounded by several red-robed corpses in the middle, his torn golden robe, coupled with the blood stained on it, all kinds of factors were stacked together, and it was faintly rendered a tragic color.

"Ignorance, ignorance, stubbornness. ”

He paused word by word, as if sighing.

This is clearly not a deathbed speech.

Hei Wuchang's brows furrowed, and he was about to speak, but then, a fierce wind broke through the air!

"Whew!!"

Everywhere I passed, the sound of air explosions resounded endlessly, connected in strings, sharp and piercing!

It happened suddenly, but the keen intuition of the crisis that flowed out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain still made Hei Wuchang react subconsciously, but in a hurry, it was inevitable that he was half a beat slower after all.

He twisted his waist and lifted the Scythe of Death to his side, but before he could fully turn his head to see the situation, a majestic force slammed into the Scythe of Death.

Hei Wuchang's eyes contracted, and he involuntarily changed color slightly, even though he gritted his teeth and tried to stabilize his body, but under the impact of the huge force like the mountain and the tsunami, he finally irrepressibly lifted his feet off the ground and flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Zheng!"

That golden light changed its trajectory under the impact, grazing the scythe of death and the black impermanence of the brain and shooting into the sky!

A few hairs fluttered down.

Adam, who had already begun to retreat, saw the black impermanence flying towards him, and immediately slowed down his retreat.

Then, Black Impermanence fell not far below his feet.

Adam's eyes flashed, and he slowly looked up.

A group of figures burst into his sight.

No wonder.

He always felt that something was wrong.

Last night, when I peeped into the temple battle for Auschwitz, there was clearly another person in the temple's lineup, but today he was gone, and the feeling was that the rescuers had been moved.

"Emperor Yan, don't come to harm?"

The left envoy of the temple, the Ado River!

Hold the Sunbreaker Bow.

There was also a group of red-robed bishops behind him, and as far as the eye could see, there were as many as ten!

Counting yesterday's and today's tragic deaths, the number of bishops dispatched by the temple this time has reached a terrifying eighteen!

That's almost close to the entire number of cardinal bishops in the Temple!

This shows the Temple's determination to win the Dawn Blade.

The arrival of the left envoy turned the tide of the battle in an instant.

"Lord Zuo, you may have come a step late. ”

Seeing that the enemy had added reinforcements, Li Futu was not alarmed, and turned his head to look at the left envoy who had been killed halfway, his face was like water, giving people the feeling that he had expected it a long time ago.

Of course, it is more likely that he is just pretending to be calm and not showing his truest emotions on his face.

Cowardice before fighting has always been a taboo for soldiers.

"Are you late?"

The left envoy's gaze swept over the broken corpse on the ground, as if it was an insignificant passer-by who died, his expression did not fluctuate, his footsteps did not stop, and he led the ten red-robed bishops into the battle circle and stopped beside the right envoy.

"Death at the hands of Emperor Yama, they can be regarded as a well-deserved death, the Lord will accept their souls, they have completed their mission, and they die with supreme glory. ”

This tone is like a god stick brainwashing.

Looking at each other, Zuo Envoy's face is very healthy, where is there a half-rumored serious injury that has not healed?

"As long as Emperor Yan is still here, it won't be too late. ”

Hei Wuchang held the scythe of death, quickly got up from the ground, and regardless of the blood at the corner of his mouth, he immediately gathered around Li Futu.

The same is true for Cui Pan and Bai Wuchang.

Obviously, the temple deliberately divided the troops into two ways, hiding their strength, and their intentions were extremely sinister, and the right envoy and the left envoy were one bright and one dark, in order to paralyze everyone.

If it weren't for this, even if the news was received, the left envoy would not have arrived so quickly.

Yesterday, the battle with Auschwitz was so difficult and tragic, and the three bishops who were killed in the battle did not show up.

"You're really well-intentioned. ”

Li Futu sighed lightly.

"Don't get me wrong, our goal this time is just the Blade of Dawn, and meeting Emperor Yan can only be regarded as an unexpected joy. ”

Zuo envoy said: "The battle of Weishui in the Dragon Kingdom, stopped halfway, I have always regretted it, presumably Emperor Yan is the same, since we meet in this abyss, it is better for us to draw an end to the unfinished war." ”

Although the tone of the left envoy was not hurried, the depths of his eyes still flashed with hatred and resentment.

The battle of Weishui in the Dragon Kingdom was a shame for their temple, and it was also a shame for him.

In the past six months, he has lived in seclusion, recuperating from his injuries, and at the same time, he is always looking forward to the opportunity of shame.

And now, he's waited for this moment.

"Can you still fight?"

The left envoy turned his head and asked the right envoy.

"A little injury, not enough to worry about!"

The right envoy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled heroically, and his momentum rose again, surging like a tide.

"Emperor Yan, I said a long time ago, this Vikegan Canyon is the abyss that buries you, for the sake of our 'friendship' for so many years, I will make you a ghost!"

The right envoy is now learning and using it, and he returned the words of black impermanence.

"Emperor Yan, introduce someone and get to know you!"

With the loud voice of the right envoy, a sturdy figure walked out from behind a group of red robes.

"Our Templar Inquisition Enforcement Division, Emperor Yan, you must know each other, right?"

The right envoy turned his head with a strange smile.

Li Futu was silent, his expression was calm, and he looked at the visitor silently.

"I didn't expect to meet here. ”

Standing more than ten meters away, the turbid light from the human abyss reflected his face.

If the lord of Kyoto Castle were here, he would definitely be able to recognize his identity at a glance!

Once the first son of the Dragon Kingdom!

The Li family is young.

Li Haotian!

It seems to be predestined.

Several protagonists of the First Battle of Weishui.

It's all here.

(End of chapter)