1286. Chapter 1286: Who Can Win
"Bastard, die!" Virgilio shouted, a punch. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Whoa-la-la-la-la
The bench, which was already crumbling and about to fall apart, could no longer withstand the terrifying force at this time, and was pierced by Virgilio's punch.
"Crackling!"
As soon as Virgilio's arm shook, the shards of the benches fell to the ground, making a crisp crash against the church floor.
Because they were blocked by the fragments of the benches, the distance between the Cardinal of the Skull Palace and Virgilio was once again widened.
The cardinal fell to the ground at this time, his eyes were unwavering, and he looked at Virgilio as if he were looking at a dead man.
Virgilio "duang" at this time, fell to the ground, shaking the bluestone floor of the church apart. And, as he walked, the bluestone slabs on the ground continued to crack.
It's a long story, but it's actually happening. It only took a few seconds from Virgilio's sudden attack to the cardinal's fall to the ground. At this time, the War Emperor broke away from the battle circle and watched the two of them not far away.
"Hahahaha-!" Virgilio began to laugh at this time, "Happy, happy! When I fight with Su Lin, I always can't let go of my hands and feet, and I am always afraid of being by him, so when I shoot, I am always cautious." For you, there is no need for this. However, you don't understand what I'm saying. In that case, let's move on!"
The Cardinal couldn't understand Virgilio's words, but he could read his last moves.
"Blasphemer, you will pay for your actions!" he shouted, and rushed towards Virgilio.
Of course, Virgilio doesn't understand this sentence, and he doesn't need to understand it, between men, only by fighting to solve problems.
"Because of you, you have made me lose face in front of everyone, and you have made me owe Surin a great favor!" Virgilio said in a hoarse voice, "Now, you should pay for your stupidity!"
The cardinal archbishop's eyes were sharp, and the red robe on his body made a hunting sound as he moved quickly.
And Virgilio's whole body aura was guaranteed, and the power of the incomparably rich constellation emanated from him, and even the War Emperor not far away showed a trace of amazement.
Virgilio's steps were heavy, but his fists were light, as if they were weightless.
Of course, the speed of his punch was not slow, but very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it rushed to the cardinal's chest.
Without fireworks, without special effects, it seems to be an ordinary punch, and it doesn't even bring a strong wind. It looked like a punch from an ordinary person, but this punch made the cardinal archbishop hidden under the mask change color.
As a master, he has a keen instinct for danger. Although Virgilio's punch seemed uneventful, he didn't dare to ignore the power of it.
You know, this devil is a demon who went deep into the primeval forest and stole their artifacts!
The cardinal's mind turned, and at the same time his right hand formed a palm, and then he slashed towards the fist that was coming at him.
Although it was a fleshy palm, above his palm, a mysterious power flowed, Virgilio didn't know what this power was, but the people of the Skull Palace claimed that it was a divine power.
He was about to smash Virgilio's fist apart.
The divine power is overflowing, and the energy is vertical and horizontal.
"Bang!"
The fist wanted to catch it, but at this time, a sound of metal collision broke out.
"Click!" "Click!" "Click!"
Virgilio couldn't help but take three steps back, and each step back would step on the bluestone slab ground behind him.
The cardinal archbishop was even worse, under the collision, his body flew up involuntarily, and he lost control and crashed directly towards the cross that had been broken.
"Bang dang!"
His body slammed into the cross with a dull sound, and his body was hit so hard that the corners of his mouth were "wow", and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Serenity!
The whole church was quiet, and if it was seen by ordinary people, they would think it was a martial arts movie. The War Emperor on the side looked at Virgilio, and his brows furrowed even deeper, because Virgilio's strength had skyrocketed a lot.
Looking at the cardinal archbishop who was spitting blood, Virgilio grinned, "With a weak scum like you with five combat strength, if it weren't for the fact that you besieged more and bullied less, I could have killed you all by myself!"
The cardinal couldn't understand Virgilio's words, and he stared at Virgilio, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with a hood. He looked at Virgilio, and then made a gesture that everyone could understand internationally - he actually gave him a slow middle finger up.
Insult!
This is a blatant insult.
Virgilio couldn't help but be furious, he didn't expect that this kind of old antique who lived in the primeval forest all year round would have such an advanced method of scolding.
"Punch me!" he roared in anger and once again clenched his fists and charged towards the cardinal.
"Click, click!"
The bluestone floor couldn't help but be shattered by him stepping on it again.
And at this time, the cardinal archbishop also moved, he was no longer passively defensive, he began to fight back.
He kicked the wall, and with the help of the force of the shock, he jumped high.
"Whoosh!"
In mid-air, his palm was like a knife, and his divine power was infused into it, like flowing gold.
His figure was in mid-air, the red robe was agitated, and an astonishing momentum also burst out from him.
"Die!" and at this time, Virgilio's fist also attacked, and a rich starlight emanated from his body.
The figure of the cardinal archbishop descended from the sky, and the palm infused with divine power, like the Buddha's five-fingered mountain, was also pressed towards Virgilio's heavenly spirit cover.
He's going to slash Virgilio to death with a single palm, and he's going to make these blasphemers pay a terrible price. Because these people are so hateful. From an early age, he was instilled with the idea of theocracy and wanted to send all blasphemers to hell.
The last time he fought against Virgilio and Sosomon, he had to kill him.
And just as the battle between Virgilio and the cardinal was heating up, a handsome man with a handsome face suddenly appeared on the pews of the church, with a cigarette in his mouth and a look of a foolish face.
He looked at the Emperor of War not far away, and said with a smile: "Emperor of War, you have been watching for so long, do you want us to make a bet, who can win in the end?"
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