Chapter 163: Two Fists to Death

The black shadow didn't even look at him, but just folded his hands behind his back and faced John and the remaining third and fifth children. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Your Excellency, this must be a misunderstanding, I am the twenty-third heir in line to the Wilson family, as long as you can let me go, no matter what your Excellency wants, the Wilson family can satisfy you!"

John's face turned pale, deeply shocked by the impudence of the Tongan Tiger.

"The Wilson family, hehe, I haven't heard of it, I'm still more interested in your life."

"In addition to gold coins and women, I can also provide a super energy source for the magic armor, which is extremely efficient, and can even be considered infinite energy! ”

"Oh?"

Wang Zhen was slightly stunned, this John was not all a mediocre talent, and he could actually come up with this condition based on the assassin's magic armor.

For organizations with magic armor, miniature infinity reactors such as the "Solar Furnace" are very attractive.

But it's a pity that it was Wang Zhen who only wanted pleasure and revenge.

The cold mechanical voice of the demon armor sounded again: "Are the conditions finished, let's die after speaking!"

John's face changed. Roar, "Do it!"

The third and fifth on the side stomped their feet violently, their momentum soared, and there was a burst of crackling sound all over their bodies, and a strong battle intent erupted, and the third child's hands drew an arc in the air, and a poignant sonic boom hit the chest of the demon armor.

And the fifth child was even more powerful, and he swept through the void and kicked towards Wang Zhen's lower body.

Wang Zhen sighed lightly and said with a smile: "Just two watchdogs can actually create their own combat skills?"

"Well, let you see what it means to reduce a thousand times with one force. The Assassin's hands were slightly raised, the subspace polarization blade retracted into his arm, and a pair of iron fists were gently clenched, and Dao white light poured out of it, as if two small suns were rising.

"Paladin! he is a high-ranking paladin!" John, who was hiding behind the third and fifth children, had a palpitation, when did he offend the madmen of the Holy Light Knights, was it because of the female paladin who was arrested to be ** last time?

Impossible, he shook his head desperately, the female knight had been crippled a month ago, and then thrown into the two-headed dog cage half-dead, at this time it is estimated that even the bones have been gnawed clean, even if the most famous detective of Blue Star Sherlock Holmes is alive, it is impossible to find himself!

"Your Excellency, stop, I know the Archbishop of the Five Holy Cities, and the Knight Commander Seon, there must be a misunderstanding in this!"

How could Wang Zhen pay attention to him, and when he saw the flaws of the third and fifth children, he roared, "The first form of the Holy Energy Fist - a fair trial!"

The demon armor pushed with both hands and smashed his head down.

This smash, on the surface, looks like the holy light is shining, but it is actually a simulation of magic power, using two luminous light spells to pretend to be holy energy, but the power above the iron fist is real.

The faces of the third and fifth children changed wildly, and they felt that the iron fist of the demon armor was as thick as a mountain, and it was like a landslide in front of it, which was extremely strong and invincible.

"It's not good, get back!"

The warning in the third child's heart rose to the extreme, forcibly withdrew his fist, and retreated faster than when he came.

The fifth child was not so lucky, his legs could not be retracted, and he was slashed by an iron fist.

"Bang knock!"

From the knee to the calf, two bloody severed limbs smashed to the ground, and were shattered by the force they carried.

Lao Wu snorted and fell from the air, his neck was crooked and he fainted, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"What bullshit Holy Power Fist, Lao Tzu has never seen it. The third man screamed wildly in his heart, this guy is clearly a level 6 transcendent, and he actually put down his body to find the moldy head of his group of high-level and lower-level warriors, what kind of big man did John Wilson's rice bucket provoke that should not be provoked?

"My lordship, I only came to the banquet at the invitation of John Wilson, and I have not been with him, please-"

"No Road Race!" was directly interrupted by Wang Zhen, "You talk as much nonsense as him, you are definitely an accomplice, take my second fist of holy energy, the ruling of the Inquisitor." ”

After speaking, he pulled out a five-meter-long knife with a roaring holy flame from his back.

"Damn, you can insult my personality, but you can't insult my IQ, you have pulled out your knife, how can it be a fist!" The third child roared violently as if he had knocked on an aphrodisiac, his body was three feet taller again, his muscles spasmed for a while, and the fighting spirit was forcibly infused into thousands of muscle bundles, his hands were clenched into fists, and an arrow step smashed into the head of the demon armor like a cloud falling upside down.

This punch, as fast as lightning, was like the roar of the magic crystal cannon, tearing through the air, and stimulating the potential of a high-level low-rank warrior to the extreme.

This punch contains the hope of his life, that even the truly transcendent must be dealt with carefully.

But seeing that Wang Zhen retreated slightly as if he was crying for a child, his arm reached forward and the five-meter-long knife was instantly slashed out, and it lightly brushed the chest of the third child.

"Ahh

Lao San screamed miserably, his arms were infused with battle intent to the point that his paralyzed arms could not be blocked, and he was directly knocked to the ground, he struggled to support his upper body, barely sat up, and took a closer look, from his left chest to his right abdomen, a wound deep into his internal organs was forced, and even the white ribs and crimson lung lobes inside were clearly visible, but there was no pain.

This is Wang Zhen's Holy Flame Long Knife, the temperature is too blazing and sharp, after cutting the muscles, it directly scorches and seals the nerves and blood flow, if there is no high-level priest to treat it within five minutes, the third child will definitely die.

"Thank you for your grace not to kill, I will never say anything about today!"

The third child only had the idea of "running away" at this time, and he didn't want to stay for a second.

His eyes froze suddenly, and he closed the wound with one hand, touched a pot of carbon fire on the dining table with the other, and fell on the wound with a stabbing sound.

The extreme pain made his teeth shatter and his muscles bulge, but he did not dare to make a sound, but struggled to crawl out the door.

“......”

Wang Zhen was speechless for a while.

This guy, thinking that he was going to spare his life, and then he took care of his own injuries and left, is he stupid or stupid?

Let him go or kill him, this is the question!

However, in the next second, someone made a choice for him.

"Poof. ”

A delicate dagger pierced through the third child's vest and pinned him to the ground.

"This paladin brother, can't let him go, he will tell you the characteristics of your magic armor. John's tone was soft, but his expression turned away from Wang Zhen was tyrannical, and he twisted the dagger a few times to make sure that the third child was dead before drawing his knife and standing up.

"You think you'll save your life this way?"

The king really seemed to be smiling (he could not see through John in the veil).

John said fiercely: "Whether you kill me or not, I can't tolerate him escaping!"

Wang Zhen was shocked.

"You...... It's really a superb. ”

"Let's hit the road with him!"