Chapter 167: Everyone is pretending!

To Dio's surprise, the white-robed priest who was attacked by him reacted in time: while avoiding Dio's hands, the white-robed priest directly raised his foot and kicked back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Noticing the wind from that kick, Dio hurriedly pulled back.

At the same time, the white-robed priest who quickly turned around pounced on Dio without hesitation, and his thin right fist swung directly into Dio's face.

He raised his left hand to hold the opponent's right fist, and Dio's right foot slammed into the heart of the white-robed priest with a strong wind.

Retracting his right fist, the white-robed priest did not choose to use the scepter on his left hand to block Dio's fist, but chose to return the blow with a side kick.

Dio didn't choose to give up, but instead strengthened his right hand, his right hand and the side kick of the white-robed priest hit his opponent almost simultaneously.

"Humph!"

With a muffled snort, Dio, who was kicked by the side kick of the white-robed priest, flew out directly. The white-robed priest took two steps back, slamming his back against the door.

Taking two deep breaths, the white-robed priest unleashed a "light spell" towards his scepter, and then looked at Dio, who had landed steadily, and said coldly, "Assassin? ”

Although he used interrogative sentences, the words of the white-robed pastor were full of affirmation.

And at this time, Dio, who was indeed wearing an assassin's attire, had also recovered, and said coldly: "Warrior monk? ”

The words are also full of affirmation.

However, the white-robed priest shook his head: "That is already in the past. ”

Hearing this, Dio couldn't help but squint his eyes, and then carefully looked at the white-robed priest in front of him. From that move just now, Dio had already judged the strength of this old man: only the peak of the ninth order! However, relying on the strength of the past as a warrior monk, coupled with the strength of the current ninth-order holy judge, the old man in front of him is much stronger than many powerhouses who are also ninth-order.

As if noticing Dio's gaze, the white-robed priest smiled at Dio.

Like many pastors when they were on a mission, at this moment, the old man with white hair in front of him looked kind, and his eyes were full of peace when he looked at Dio.

If it weren't for that wisp of murderous aura, Dio might really think that he had found the wrong person.

"In other words, this is not the first time you have betrayed your faith?" After seeing the other party's face clearly and confirming that this person was indeed the Archbishop of Ludas he was looking for, Dio couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and said with a sneer, "No wonder you can do it so casually." ”

Ludas's left hand holding the scepter couldn't help but tighten, but he still said with a gentle face: "How can you understand the old man's fear of death when you are young." ”

"It's because I'm afraid of death." Dio pursed his lips, "Indeed, even if you succeed in becoming a legend, you still can't resist the erosion of time." ”

These words seemed to reach Ludas's heart, and he couldn't help but sigh.

However, before Ludath could speak, Dio continued: "So, in the face of the temptation of eternal life, even if you know that you have to pay the price of your soul, many fools still fall like you. ”

The smile on his face didn't have time to bloom before he froze there. Ludas's old face darkened, and then he directly pulled out the head of the scepter, and then brandished the remaining wooden stick and rushed towards Dio: "You know a fart!" ”

There was a faint glimmer of "qi" on the wooden stick, which was obviously a special skill of the warrior monks: Wind Combo!

Instead of going toe-to-toe with Archbishop Ludas, Dio dodged the stick blows while converting the abilities in his body into magic.

However, Dio's repeated dodges caused a misunderstanding among Archbishop Ludas, who smiled and said, "What's wrong? Where did all that energy go to you? It won't be because of ...... You're already hurt, aren't you? ”

Seeing that Dio did not answer his words, Archbishop Ludas, who thought he had guessed the truth, immediately laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Many of the Assassins who came before you thought I was too old to be useful! As a result, I was easily knocked down! ”

"Really?" Dio raised an eyebrow.

As if to hear the incredulity in Dio's words, Archbishop Ludas continued to attack Dio and said casually: "Or what do you think? The strength of those seven assassins is not weak, and each of them can have a few tricks with me. But ah, the assassin profession is only suitable for sneaking a knife in the back of an enemy. ”

Speaking of this, Archbishop Ludath smirked: "As a result, just like you, after the sneak attack was blocked by me, those assassins were easily broken by me!" ”

"If that's the case...... Dior sighed, then turned back and rushed to Archbishop Ludas, "then I'll be relieved!" ”

"Just in time!" Although he heard Dio's words, but did not understand what Dio was talking about, Archbishop Ludas threw away the stick in his hand and slammed both fists at Dio at the same time.

"It's ......"

Dio's body was short, and while avoiding Archbishop Ludas's fist, he used his left hand to push Archbishop Ludas's hands upward, and then his right fist directly hit the chest of Archbishop Ludas, who was wide open, under the gaze of the shocked Archbishop Ludas!

"Bang!"

The tremendous force was unreservedly unleashed on Archbishop Ludas, causing him to hit the wall behind him and "stick" on the wall for two seconds before slowly sliding down the wall.

“…… It's full of flaws. ”

"Poof! Ahem, cough, cough ......" After spitting out the blood in his mouth, the terrified Archbishop Ludas looked at Dio with disdain on his face and said in disbelief, "How is this possible! Aren't you already hurt? ”

"Who told you I was hurt?" Dio pouted, "I'm just thinking about how hard this punch will have to be to knock you out just right, not just kill you or leave you with a single blow." ”

"Ju, is that really the case?" Archbishop Ludas's mouth opened in shock.

"Or what do you think?" Dior, who pretended to be successful, glanced at Archbishop Ludas.

Archbishop Ludas, who knew the "truth", suddenly burst into tears: "It seems that I am really old......"

"yes, yes, so you don't struggle." Dio replied casually, and at the same time reached out directly to Archbishop Ludas.

“…… Your conditions, I agreed! After a moment of silence, Archbishop Ludas suddenly looked up and shouted, "So, make a move!" ”

As soon as Archbishop Ludas's words fell, the window of his room was slammed open, and a dark shadow rushed in through the window, and the dagger in his hand pierced directly into Dio's back. (To be continued.) )