Chapter 118: The Honor of the Minotaurs
In the Takeshi Temple!
Crist!
After the two exchanged words, the battle began
Crist stood there as a cold wind blew through and everyone held their breath. I only hope that Takeshi Temple will not be killed by Christ in one move!
Locke's daughter, Lolita, stood on top of the city wall with tears in her eyes and muttered, "You must come back alive!" β
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"You shoot! Otherwise, you won't have a chance to make a move! Crist stood in place, disdainful.
Feeling greatly humiliated, Wu Sili slashed at Christ with a giant sword in his hand, "Don't look down on people there!" β
Wu Temple's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of Christ. Takeji found an opportunity to strike his sword from the side, and saw that the sword was about to slash into Christ's shoulder. Christ took the sword with a backhand, and the attack in the Martial Temple could no longer be inched! Crist, who was a little surprised, immediately raised his foot and kicked towards the Wu Temple. Wu Sili reacted to avoid the vital point, or was kicked tens of thousands of meters away.
Wu Sili lay on the ground, and after a few seconds, he struggled to get up from the ground. The Beamon royal family is indeed the strongest fighting race, and this random kick has already made the internal organs of the martial temple churn and crack.
The orcs of Siavi were able to stand up again when they saw the blow of the Beamon royal family in the Martial Temple! The Dark Minotaur of Lossster was surprised that they weren't killed! Both Selwin and Gooro could see that the sword strike of the samurai just now had knocked back a few centimeters from Beamon, who was a ninth-level Christian!
Crister originally wanted to let go of a way out of the martial arts temple, but he was merciful at his feet! But this minotaur didn't know what to do, and he dared to stand up! Then don't blame yourself for being ruthless!
In less than a tenth of a second, Christ rushed to the front of the Martial Temple, the Beamon royal family doesn't need weapons, the strongest weapon is their fist! Quickly punched the chest of the Takesiri, and the Takesa deftly dodged.
Taking advantage of the mysteries of the Federation Fighting, Krist's attacks are always able to deftly dodge. Dodge a dozen times in a row to stunned a group of Lost's minotaurs. Until the annoyed Crister was dodged by Taketera when he attacked, Takeji Ri feigned a sword and slashed at Crist's head. Crist's hands blocked, and Martial Temple's aim at Christ's chest was a kick, knocking Crist 100 meters away!
The battlefield was filled with dust and smoke, and the battlefield was as quiet as death.
Then the Shiave camp erupted in loud cheers.
"Martial Temple, Martial Temple, Martial Temple......" The first warrior of Siavi lives up to his name! Unexpectedly, he jumped the level to repel the Beamon royal family!
Even Selwin and Gooro were speechless by the marvel of this magnificent martial art! It turned out that with the advantage of this set of martial arts, the eighth-level Sword Saint Minotaur dared to challenge the ninth-level Martial God Beamon? Hehe! How naΓ―ve! The real power gap cannot be bridged by martial arts.
Crister was furious, he was repelled by this minotaur! Unforgivable, only by tearing him to pieces can I vent the anger in my heart!
Before Wu Sili could react, Crist had already choked his neck! Crist threw tens of thousands of meters out of the martial temple in his hand!
Then he transformed into the beast form of the Beamon royal family, and the strength speed of the Beamon tribe in the beast form increased several times. Before the Takeshi Temple could land, Christ had already quickly grabbed the right foot of the Takeshi Temple again. The martial temple stumbled left and right, and blood spurted wildly from the mouth of the martial temple.
Wu Sili has already fainted, and if he continues like this, he may die.
Qiming shouted: "Stand up! In the Takeshi Temple! Stand up! The golden light of positive energy turned into an arrow of hope and shot straight into the Wu Temple!
In the temple, I heard the shaman shouting to himself! You can't just fall like that! Family! Homeland! Wife! Shaman! No! I will not allow anyone to destroy them!
A burst of golden light burst out, and the samurai spun around to break free from Christ's shackles!
His eyes are red, his nose is smoking, his muscles are bursting, and his varicose veins are open!
Suck!!! "This is the lost madness of war!" The well-informed Selwyn recognized at a glance that the Takeshi Temple had entered a state of war madness! Is this and this, is that alien really a shaman? Originally, the Minotaur had a chance to enter an irrational state of madness when in an angry state. But under the blowing of sacrificial magic, a trace of fighting sanity will be retained! No way! He didn't unleash sacrificial magic! But that kind of energy is even more advanced than sacrificial energy!
Twist the valve of the demon core on the giant sword in the Takeshi Temple! An ice spell gripped Crist's legs, and Christer quickly broke free, but with a slower movement than before. The speed in the Takeshi Temple is barely equal to that of the current Crist, with the strength of the madness and superb martial arts. The key point of attacking Christ in the martial temple made a move to suppress Beamon, who was in a beast-like state, a little breathless.
The orcs couldn't imagine what they were looking for? The Minotaur was able to suppress the people of the Beamon tribe to fight! And the Minotaur actually unleashed the lost frenzy of war! It's incredible, it must all be a dream.
Every attack is a huge consumption for the Martial Temple, and the moves test the perseverance of the Martial Temple! No! Can't give up yet.
But the martial temple, whose physical strength has reached the limit, began to be pressed and beaten by Christ, and the samurai changed from an offensive role to a passive defense!
Gooro was moved with compassion, what a seedling!
Selwyn hurriedly ran to Gooro's side, "My lord, can you ......?"
Gooro glared at Selwin, who didn't dare to speak anymore. Although he was eager to save the minotaur's life, he ......
"Stop it, Christ! Count you as a draw! β
Crist didn't question and jumped straight back to Gooro's side. Samurai stood still, unable to move, supporting the ground with his sword! Standing!
Seeing this, the earth storm bear rhubarb rushed to the battlefield and carried the martial temple on his back!
At this moment, rhubarb is willing! He watched this young man grow up, and the short sixteen years were like sixteen hibernations to him. And he has grown into a minotaur god of war who fights against Beamon!
All the Siavi orcs, watching their heroes return, their hearts were full of emotion, and their eyes were moist! Then the cheers resounded in the sky, "Wu Temple, Wu Temple, Wu Temple......"
Qiming greeted him, "You are the real number one warrior of Siavi!" In the Takeshi Temple! The golden light of positive energy swept through the whole body of the Martial Temple again, and the tiredness in the Martial Temple disappeared in an instant.
Wu Sili looked at Qiming, and his heart was full of emotion, sixteen years ago, the Beamon royal family was an unattainable myth in his eyes. However, today he has the strength to fight against Beamon. All of this is because of the human in front of you, Shaman!
Gooro had a full view of the situation here, and sure enough, it was right to call back Crister! With such a perverted sacrificial magic recovery ability, Crist will die of exhaustion sooner or later! But this sacrificial magic is much purer than the energy of other shamans.
Sure enough, the shaman of the orc clan is like a bug in the battlefield!
In a few years, the challenge of the Beamon royal family in the Wu Temple has become an immortal legend, and the Wu Temple has become the supreme glory of the Minotaurs!