"You two will press for me, I'll go up and try him and see if I can break his defenses and break the turtle shell on his body."

The Holy Vestments of Turin, the Shroud of Jesus. This kind of legendary thing Downing really heard of for the first time, and it also aroused his great interest. As a member of the Qimen and a member of the cultivation world, he has always believed that there is a real mystery in modern society. The emergence of many ancient things and even religious beliefs and gods is very likely to be the epitome of a certain representative group that people gathered in order to resist hunger, poverty, natural disasters, power, and even to obtain the liberation of the national liberation, and sublimated and exaggerated a certain heroic figure. They are not necessarily illusory, ethereal, and it is very likely that there is some kind of real ig on Cheng dù.

Stepping on the altar and becoming the leader or hero of the gods that people believe in must be very powerful. The items that have been in close contact with them, the various tools they have used, the weapons they have fought with, the armor and ornaments they have worn, etc., are really god-like powers, this is something that Tang Ning is very curious about.

Although the cloak on the black-robed priest is an imitation of the holy garment of Turin, it must also have a trace of jig on the real thing. Otherwise, it would be impossible to retort back the attack power of three people at the same time. This kind of power must be touched in person, over and over again, in order to feel the characteristics of its power, which belongs to IG. It provides valuable analysis, consideration, reference, and research when encountering the same force again in the future.

Pastor Cillin always thought that the three Chinese boys had mistaken the people, and although the other party was obviously hostile, there was no reason to do it with him, and he didn't know them. It wasn't until Tang Ning walked over to him and felt the energy fluctuations in Tang Ning's body that he secretly hated and was angry, and he really knew that the other party was not wrong. The blow just now was a premeditated and despicable sneak attack. Because the energy fluctuations on Tang Ning's body were exactly the same as those left on the remnants of the foundation stones that had been destroyed by them before. The cornerstone was destroyed by a few of them.

He and Pastor Wells searched everywhere but couldn't find it, and thought they had already left. Unexpectedly, the other party not only did not leave, but also turned back and ambushed himself. In such a situation, if Pastor Cillin didn't realize it anymore, then he would be an idiot.

"Damn heretic, damn Chinese boy, do you know what you've done? Breaking the ritual of the canon is the worst sin, and your soul will be stripped away and you will fall into hell forever. Endure the most painful torture in the world. ”

Pastor Cillin roared angrily. Without waiting for Tang Ning to launch an offensive, he took the first step. The matter has come to this, of course, it is the first to strike, first take down this stupid young man who is so big that he wants to challenge alone, and then threaten the other two with him. So there's a chance to get out. is not afraid of falling into the mouth of bullying the small, and the shot is full strength. The thin ten fingers are like eagle claws, and they are caught out of the air.

When people are old, they don't take their blood as their strength, and they don't take their muscles and bones as their energy. People are over fifty, and it's past noon. Jig Liti lì is no longer vigorous, and they are all starting to go downhill. Unless it is a state of achievement, it has reached the realm of delaying metabolism and aging in the body. People's old skin is not wrinkled, people's old hair is not white, and people's old teeth are not taken off. Otherwise, when fighting the enemy, you will never choose a move that is too large and high and high. Especially when the opponent is still young, it is more important to avoid their own shortcomings. The move should be energy-saving, sleek and spicy. Familiar to life, sophisticated to immature.

But Pastor Cillin didn't know if he was eager to win, or if he had spent most of his life in vain. Not only is the range of action large, but the attack is extremely fast. The figure jumped high, the claw shadow turned over the sky, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen crosses burning with black flames crossed in mid-air, and they were concentrated and crushed towards Tang Ning from all directions.

"Hell, is this old guy really from the Holy See? How could he use a black sè flame? Isn't this a move used by the devils of hell? Jiang Tao, who was watching from the side, widened his eyes and shouted loudly.

Zhou Yu also saw this strange situation for the first time. It is said that the Holy See represents the sacred, the light. As a clergyman of the Holy See, the moves used, after being stimulated by the energy, should be golden or white, symbolizing purity and light, but how can the old guy's flame be black?

"Why is it a black flame? It doesn't make sense," Zhou Yu muttered.

"Boy, don't you know that light and darkness are actually twins of the same coin? The brighter the place he is, the darker he is, and the darker the place he is, the brighter he is. Light and darkness have always been mutually reinforcing, and like good and bad, it is difficult to tell the difference absolutely. I don't even understand such a simple truth, and I dare to argue with the people of the Holy See? ”

"But doesn't the Holy See preach justice and goodness, light and goodness? With a black fire in one hand, what will the world think when they see it? ”

"Why do you care so much? The Holy See often claims to be the earthly voice of their bullshit god. God says that what is black is white, and what is white is black, who dares to refute it? The Zhao Gao at the end of the Qin Dynasty in our country, he was still a eunuch and a mortal. But in front of the emperor in the imperial palace, he pointed to a deer and said that it was a horse. Who of the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty dared to fart and say nothing? So, boy, the fat man will teach you to be a good boy today. You remember that power is not in the way it looks, in its shape, but in who is using it. Besides, what's so strange about the wretchedness in the Inquisition who spend their days punishing the so-called fallen heretics, the evil devils, who would use a little dark hellish flame? In the future, you still have a lot to learn."

Zhou Yumu nodded and accepted it humbly, because what people said was very reasonable. But the next moment, his whole body was violently agitated, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were round. He turned around and stared straight at the fat man who appeared beside him inexplicably and strangely. In addition to him, there were two or three people standing faintly scattered around.

"When did you come here? How to follow"

"Like a ghost?"

"Mmmmmm Could it be that this is the so-called Surprise Soldier from the Sky?

"If you two find out about our whereabouts, the Secret Service will close its doors as soon as possible. Save the shame. Alright, stop talking nonsense, let's see if Downing kid can restrain that old guy. ”

"By the way, Uncle Bai, we're just trapped one now, and there's another guy I don't know where, and according to our speculation, the black-robed priest who is with them may have someone else besides them."

"I know all this, and someone has already gone to look for them."

"That's right, little brother, don't worry. We're here. These guys are monkeys that fall into the palm of the Buddha's hand, and they can't turn the sky. If one counts as one, don't even think about running! There was a young man next to him who smiled when he spoke, and seemed to be relaxed, but his tone was full of domineering pride.

When Tang Ning found that more than a dozen huge crosses burning with black flames suddenly appeared around him, his eyes froze, and he knew that this kind of fire, the darkness belonged to the hellfire of ig. There is no temperature, but it can directly burn the soul, which is what ordinary people call jig divine power. Vicious and domineering. It's just that he doesn't understand why the Holy See, who represents the sacred, would use this black sè flame. Aren't you afraid of being seen as an evil heresy?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he mocked coldly, sure enough, the thief shouted to catch the thief, and the people of the Holy See were really hypocritical!

The left foot moved back, turned sideways, and then the heel hit the ground, and the figure suddenly shuffled, as if it instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke, and dangerously pierced through the gap between the two crosses, and the toe stepped on a boulder next to it, and turned halfway, and appeared behind Pastor Xilin in an extremely strange way. The five fingers folded into a fist and smashed into Pastor Sillin's back.

Boom! The fist was smashed, and Tang Ning's eyes froze again, and there was really a problem! He could clearly feel that the force of the blow was absorbed by the black sè cloak, and some of it was transferred along the edge of the cloak. But at the same time, he also keenly felt that some of the power had penetrated into the cloak, because the old man's body trembled visibly, and he let out a low snort of pain.

There is a door! Again!

A punch knocked Pastor Xilin's body straight to the ground, and at the moment when he suddenly waved his hand and slashed, ready to form a black flame cross again, Tang Ning rubbed his body and pounced, his fist was like lightning, and it was as heavy as a thousand pounds. The bang continued, hitting Pastor Xilin's back, under the ribs, and on the waist and kidneys.

In addition to having the famous Plum Blossom Easy Count and other strange techniques, martial arts are also the strengths of others. Inner boxing, outer boxing, leg method, elbow method, palm method, claw method, fingering method, body method, etc., concentrate on both sides of good and evil, dozens of different sects of the secret skills, after hundreds of years, the predecessors of the sages in the door continue to crush and integrate, to rot the jig, to create their own unique techniques. That's why this martial art is called sanshou, rather than the traditional form of national art. Although it also belongs to the national arts. But he has no limits, and his skills are perfect for real combat.

For example, the boxing method he is playing now is very similar to Jiang Tao's Baji Boxing, but the speed is very similar to Xingyi, and the internal strength in the boxing is more like Tai Chi Bagua, and there is the shadow of Wudang Mianzhang. All in all, it's a hodgepodge, but very practical. The fierceness of the outer fist disperses the defense, the inner strength of the inner fist penetrates the body, and the special ig of the cotton palm is tearing flesh and rotting marrow, splitting bones and tendons. It can be said that he seems to be a punch, but in one punch, he has three different effects. It's a real punch and three blows.

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