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Not only were there three demi-saint masters on the opposite side, but he also had to bear the pressure of the Constantinople Protectorate.

But Scurry was fearless, with a fluttering blue shirt and a peaceful expression, like a holy spirit.

Wu Feng looked at this generation of kings who stood proudly on the top of the high city and made heaven and earth lose their voice, and suddenly remembered a conversation between Master Su Mengzhen and him before his death.

"The three armies of the brave crown, the wisdom of the world, is the so-called 'not human'!"

"In other words, the god of war, or the god of war. ”

The head of the four great gods, Scurry Tuli!

is not only the world's number one strategist, but also an invincible saint-level powerhouse.

has hidden his strength for so many years, just to shock the world in one fell swoop today.

Even ten zhang away from Scurry, Wu Feng felt the invisible coercion with the strength of the Conquering Heaven Triple Heaven, making him almost breathless.

And at this moment, one of his conjectures was completely confirmed.

Duke Thor, like his daughter Rosegar, wore full-body plate armor on the battlefield, even covering his eyes, and holding a Western sword in both hands.

Although the sword held by the Marquis of the "Wind God" is also quite long, it is a one-handed sword, holding a bronze round shield in the ancient Greek style in his left hand, and the battle armor is not as dense as the "Thor", and the scarlet robe flutters behind him.

Duke Flor let out a long roar like thunder, only to see a huge thunder suddenly flash from the sky, slashing towards the top of Scurry's head, and the incandescent electricity was like a scar in space.

And Marquis Brady, as the "Wind God", is even more known for his speed, in an instant he can barely see the afterimage, the edge of the round shield is also as sharp as a blade, spinning rapidly, can cut off the head of any Zhengtian or even True Venerable powerhouse at any time.

Constantine XV, armed with a bright red scepter and dressed in imperial robes, launched a surprise attack from the front, a huge explosion accompanied by firelight, shining on the scepter, and the tip of the scepter pierced Scurry's chest.

Wind, thunder, fire, three demi-saints, three powerful powers, attacked at the same time.

Scurry's moves are finally sharp.

He danced the whip in his hand with all his might.

The black light pierced the void, and in an instant, a hell was opened, and some people saw a monstrous sea of blood in it, and some people saw a temple made of skeletons!

The terrifying aura of Sensen, with the whistling of the long whip, stirred the heavens and the earth, and the walls of Constantinople, which were as thick as mountains, shook because of the strength of one man.

"That's the Whip of the Holy Emperor!" Someone finally recognized the seemingly inconspicuous whip in Scurry's hand: "The whip of the Holy Emperor left by Attila!"

"The whip of the Holy Emperor", these four words made the Byzantine soldiers more and more frightened.

This is the thousand-year nightmare of the whole continent.

Will the fear left behind by the devil named Attila return to the world?

If it weren't for the fact that the devil chose to attack the Divine Domain between worldly power and immortality, but he fell short and was turned to ashes by the rolling thunder and fire, I am afraid that the entire Western Pole would have been turned into a ruin by him back then.

The thunder light summoned by the "Thor" was engulfed by the terrifying aura of the Whip of the Holy Emperor.

And the long whip swept away, instantly making the "Wind God", who couldn't even be captured, stand still, and instantly had to retreat a few feet!

"Saul. Like an old friend, Scurry called out the name of the Marquis of Anemo in a cordial tone: "There is cowardice in your strength, and there is strength in cowardice. You are afraid of death, but you value the empire that gave birth to you more than your life - so you can only show your best strength when you feel that the empire is really in danger of extinction and is determined to sacrifice your own life. ”

Marquis Brady's body suddenly shook slightly, and the huge shield that kept his whole body tightly trembled slightly.

And the worshippers of the "Wind God" changed their faces one by one.

Could it be that Scurry could really see the heart of Marquis Brady? Could it be that this second warrior of the empire was not as brave and fierce as they imagined?

Finally, the scepter of Constantine XV.

Scurry's whip seemed too late to be withdrawn, and the power of the scepter was enough to turn a giant crossbow into dust in an instant.

So Curry stuck out his left hand.

With one palm, he took the onslaught of Constantine XV, and the endless explosions and fires gradually faded in front of the palm that glowed with white jade light.

Holding the "Whip of the Holy Emperor" in his right hand, he evolved into the most terrifying hell, while the white light in his left hand was so holy that people seemed to see heaven!

The three demi-saint masters have fought together on the battlefield many times, and their cooperation has always been excellent, but they were almost easily repelled in the face of the all-out siege launched by the military gods of Scurry's generation!

The hearts of the soldiers were trembling.

Yes, how could a plotter whose wisdom surpassed everyone else in the world stop at cultivation?

He can comprehend and perfectly use the peerless art of war and strategy, how can he not understand the mystery between heaven and earth?

The dwarf, Xigu, the son of the deputy prime minister Pu Chaojun, who had always had the courage of the dwarves, was trembling now.

"I ...... I finally saw God today!"

To make such an assessment of the enemy is to undermine one's own morale.

But he couldn't control himself at all and said it.

Blood splattered, and the aftermath of the fierce battle alone directly crushed many militiamen and soldiers into plasma.

After all, this is a battle between a saint-level military god and three half-saint powerhouses!

So no one dared to come near again.

Only one righteous brother looked at each other.

There have been at least fifty rounds of fighting in the field.

None of the three demi-saint masters, or Curry, are currently injured or showing signs of decline.

After all, the two gods of wind and thunder had an excellent cooperation with Constantine XV, and they would not give Scurry any chance to break through, nor would they let anyone consume too much physical strength.

Therefore, Wang Shu and Lei Bo, who were known as the Silver-Blooded Twin Kings in the empire, decided to intervene.

They are yellow-skinned people, but they have a special physique, the color of their blood is like silver, they have a strong recovery ability, and they have a variety of natural abnormal endowments.

Compared to ordinary True Venerable powerhouses of the same level, their strength was naturally superior, and they were also naturally affinity for spirit crystals and various rare minerals, making it easier to cultivate.

Scurry's troops seem to have chosen to ascend the city from the flank, but there were many Byzantine brave generals, not only the two gods of wind and thunder, and there were already people with troops to intercept the enemy who ascended the city.

In the eyes of Wang Shu and Lei Bo, if their mending swords can kill the world's number one military god on the city, it will be an immortal feat.

And they are bound to be famous all over the world.

So the two brothers flew into the air, and from the top of the warband, they swooped down towards Scurry.

Wang Shu's eyes pierced out two shimmering silver lights, like a holy sword opening the sky, piercing Scurry's heavenly spirit, and Lei Bo's palm directly cracked a crack, spurting out the silver-white natal essence blood and hitting Scurry's heart.

This is their strongest attack!

Facing the siege of the three demi-saint masters, Wang Shu and Lei Bo did not believe that Scurry still had the strength to deal with them.

However, this time, everyone finally heard the roar of Scurry, who had always been as peaceful as a sage.

In the wild roar, Wang Shu and Lei Bo's attacking power exploded.

Then there were their bodies, which were concussed by the fierce sound waves, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

Wang Shu and Lei Bo were shocked, endured severe pain, and flew backwards.

But it has been impossible to save their lives.

With a bang, the flesh of the two True Venerable masters burst open in an instant, turning into blood and mud, flying all over the sky.

Blood, silver, like snow, like frost.

The silver-blooded kings who were famous in Constantinople and once joined forces to kill the "Magyar Cavalry King" in the Byzantine Empire's war against Hungary were killed by Scurry!

This roar made him use all his strength.

The three demi-saint masters took the opportunity to storm and finally suppressed this terrifying saint-level powerhouse like gods and demons and gained the upper hand.

If someone intervenes at this point, maybe it could really hurt Scurry.

But the death of Wang Shu and Lei Bo has made no one dare to step forward in the Byzantines!

After another fifty rounds, facing the three half-saints, Curry came back to the game.

"Unfortunately, your cooperation is not subtle enough. Scurry, the god of war, commented with a smile.

Whether it was the two gods of wind and thunder, or the emperor of the empire, his face couldn't help but turn slightly blue at this moment.

And almost every general and soldier in Byzantium was intimidated by the majesty and strength of Scurry.

However, at this very moment.

A red light rose from the sky.

Crimson sword light, from behind Scurry, slammed down on him!(To be continued.) )