Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Battlefield

Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Battlefield

"I don't know what makes you hate me so much, but you just let me die...... To be honest, I'm afraid I won't be able to get your wish. Zhao Mian sighed, took out his war hammer from his space bag, and the steaming holy flame appeared on the war hammer almost instantly, "But ah, it just so happens that I also have something to do with you, so let's just solve it all at once!"

"Hah, do you want to fight!" The woman on the other side opened her mouth, and a chain with a cross fell out of her mouth, and it looked like the other end of the chain should be attached to her tongue, and she cried out loudly, "That's what I want, bastard! I thought I could give mercy to people like you, at least let you feel a little bit of God's brilliance when you get out of this world." But even I think it's a wasteful idea, and sure enough, a guy like you still suffers a lot and dies miserably!"

"Sharp teeth. Zhao Mian said with a frown, he raised the war hammer in his hand, and the overflowing holy light began to appear in every corner of his body, endless burning holy flames, but there was not much temperature, but for the enemy, this kind of thing has never been stingy with its power. Zhao Mian rushed forward, the war hammer in his hand held high, "In the name of the Holy Light!"

The war hammer swung into the air, but Zhao Mian didn't have the luxury of hitting the opponent with this blow, because judging from the speed of the opponent when he was in a hurry, the opponent's action speed must be much higher than his. Therefore, the purpose of this blow is not to hit the opponent at all, but to force the opponent away from the ground. Because he jumped a small step in the opposite direction and left Zhao Mian's attack range, and when he was ready to attack Zhao Mian in an instant, Zhao Mian did not immediately change his actions to prevent the opponent's attack, but smashed the war hammer in his hand to the ground. Then, from where the warhammer landed, a shockwave of holy light on the bridge deck spread rapidly in all directions, and soon swept over the entire bridge deck.

Although the power of this kind of thing is, the other side must not have any experience, but it is not the first time that Zhao Mian has used holy light in a battle, so the other party must have studied Zhao Mian's battle. But even if you haven't seen it before, the other party probably won't want to get close to something that isn't very friendly at first glance. The woman on the opposite side quickly jumped high and dodged the shock wave that swept under her feet.

The goal was achieved, and Zhao Mian was about to carry out the next attack, but the other party's attack also arrived. From behind Zhao Mian, a powerful wind bomb shot towards Zhao Mian quickly. The strong wind pressure accompanied by the wind bomb informed Zhao Mian of this matter, and he did not look back, but stood up, raised the war hammer in his hand and quickly turned in place, the war hammer collided with the wind bomb, and the wind pressure overflowed, but the main body of the attack was lost, and these inconsequential wind pressures did not cause any damage to Zhao Mian.

However, the other party had already taken advantage of this kung fu to fall to the ground, and once again assumed an attacking posture. In the first round of attacks, neither side achieved anything. However, most of the attacks in the first round were tentative attacks, and neither side thought that such attacks would have an effect.

"Ha, you bastard still has a few hands! It seems that even if you want to receive the favor of God, you can't bear it!" The woman who was standing opposite Zhao Mian again, waving the huge thing that looked like a cross in her hand, said, "So, hurry up and let me kill you, damn bastard!"

Without giving Zhao Mian a chance to speak, the counter launched an attack almost instantly. The woman in yellow quickly swung the hammer in her hand, which appeared to be a cross, three times, accompanied by three crisp metal crashes. Three wind bombs flew quickly towards Zhao Mian from in front of the other party.

Zhao Mian held the war hammer with his right hand, and quickly took out the emblem shield from the space bag with his left hand and blocked it in front of him. But after managing this, Zhao Mian was still pushed back by the wind bomb by two steps.

Then at this time, Zhao Mian's sensitive hearing allowed him to once again capture two consecutive metal crashes in this empty night.

He was about to roll backwards to dodge the attack from both sides, but a strong storm suddenly appeared from under his feet, and he was pushed into the air, and just as he tried to regain his balance in the air, the strong storm generated by the impact of the two wind bombs made him lose control of his body again.

However, this offensive cannot stump an experienced paladin. He quickly freed his body from these restraints through whispered prayers, and the use of the free hand allowed him to ignore the next whirlwind and quickly approach the woman.

The woman on the other side smacked her lips and smiled wickedly, followed by several successive metal taps. But these attacks didn't work, Zhao Mian had already rushed directly in front of her, the war hammer held high in his hand was steaming with dazzling holy flames, and he swung down with a heavy hammer.

There was a very uncomfortable sound of metal rubbing, and the other party blocked Zhao Mian's attack with the hammer in his hand, and with the strength of this attack, he got out of the dilemma of falling into close combat. Zhao Mian naturally wouldn't let the other party get his wish, just when the other party raised his head a little proudly and looked at Zhao Mian, she and Zhao Mian looked at each other. Endless light burst out from Zhao Mian's eyes, directly into her consciousness, the blank light made her lose her senses, until she received a powerful blow to her abdomen, the painful feeling took her out of that situation, but then a mouthful of blood involuntarily sprayed from the air to the ground - she was clutching her abdomen in pain, kneeling on the ground, the hammer in her hand that seemed to be a cross was not far from her hand.

"Give up, I can keep you safe. You don't know about me, it's your flaw, and that's why you fail. Zhao Mian's voice seemed to come from a distant place, but it seemed to be constantly approaching, and the woman who was struggling on the ground knew that these were just illusions brought by pain, because the other party's shadow had always been in front of her eyes, and it never moved.

"Hahaha, phew!" After a vicious laugh, the woman spit on Zhao Mian's combat boots with a mouthful of bloody saliva, and then quickly took the hammer with her hand, and covered her abdomen and took a step back, "As a believer in the Lord, as a member of the right seat of God, the ultimate weapon among the two billion, I will never surrender to a heretic like you! And I will never accept your surrender! So, die......"

A light-forged war hammer flew across the battlefield and struck the cheek of the wind in front of her, who had finally learned her name at the end, and the huge blow made her lose the ability to say the next words, and the whole person fell to one side, and her already badly damaged body was even worse at this time, and she even felt that the light from heaven began to appear in her sight.

"Smack. There was a soft thud, a pain in the back of his neck, and then the wind in front of him lost consciousness.

Zhao Mian put aside the wind in front of him in his hand, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, the other red mark had not moved for a long time. A new mark appeared on his phone, a yellow dot standing not far from him.

"You're here to take this lady away, right?" Zhao Mian stood up and said, "Lift the current technique that made everyone unconscious, and you can take her away." ”

"Yes. Then thank you so much for your decision. A man with a very sturdy figure carved out of stone appeared in Zhao Mian's field of vision, and he carried the wind in front of him from the ground and put it on his shoulder, "Please rest assured, the people of this city will wake up soon." ”