Nerga's feet were strong, like a big bird spreading its wings and jumping up, jumping straight to the opposite side of He Jinshui, raising his head slightly, the eyes in the iron mask staring at the opponent, the fiery red cloak fluttering, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Outside the field, teammates and villagers stopped to watch the game, cheering for He Jinshui with confidence. At this time, Lyman's hands were shining, and he was helping the seriously injured Arnold, and the black blood on the little madman's body had been detoxified by Lance's spell, and his face was pitted, obviously corroded.

The most nervous guy on the pitch was Torres because he knew something about Nerga. Narga is the most mysterious figure in the Creation God Pope in Neverwinter. It is said that he was raised by the Pope and was raised by the Pope, learned martial arts at the age of three, realized the charismatic at the age of five, and became a junior paladin when his peers were still playing with mud in open crotch pants.

How high his skill is now, Torres doesn't know, only that he is known as the Uncrowned Saint, and he must have reached the level of a grandmaster at least. I heard that this man is not sociable, does not understand the world, is a fanatical religious figure, and has always been entrusted with important tasks by the Pope. Thinking of this, he pinched sweat in his palms and muttered to himself, "Can you fight?" Master, you have to work hard. ”

"There is a saying in our hometown that says it well!" He Jinshui said word by word, "Friends come with good wine, and when the wolf comes with a shotgun! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let the demons die!" said Nerga, shaking her head.

"Demon, your sister!" He Jinshui was really angry, he waved his big hand, and the small stone turned into a spear and jumped up from the ground, turning into a meteor with a thunderous roar, and slammed into the opponent's chest.

The other party neither dodged nor blocked, just when He Jinshuizhi was full of pride, Nerga's palm lit up, and he suddenly stretched out his index finger and poked it casually, and the fingertip intersected with the tip of the spear, and a ray of light burst out, and the spear was suddenly knocked out and fell to a place fifty meters away.

He Jinshui didn't move, he was shocked by such a terrifying martial art, and cold sweat flowed wildly. "What's the situation? Yiyang Finger Zen Zen Finger Haven't heard of it!" he stared at the other party as if he wanted to see whether the other was rock, scissors or paper hidden in his palm.

Recalling the spear, He Jinshui saw that the tip of the spear had been broken, and he didn't even have the opponent's fingertips punctured, so he put the small stone into his pocket with a solemn face.

"The light of the grain of rice dares to compete with the sun and the moon!" said Nerga coldly. He reverently knelt on one knee on the ground, began to chant a war song in his mouth, and after casually waving his divine grace to envelop himself in the light curtain, his momentum instantly rose, and he stood up and walked towards He Jinshui step by step.

He Jinshui roared angrily, and met the enemy head-on with his iron fist, and his violent momentum went straight to the opponent's door, while Nerga did not stop and let him hit him. There was a loud bang, and the shock wave spread out in all directions, He Jinshui was like a thunderbolt, his right fist stayed three inches in front of the opponent's front door, blocked by a thick light, and could no longer go deeper.

Anger flashed in his eyes, He Jinshui flew sideways in the air, and the steel right foot tomahawk kicked out, and he heard a pounce, and his ankle was actually grabbed by the other party!

"The speed is too slow, and the strength is weak, it's just vulnerable!" said Nerga, like a thousand years of ice, without emotion. After that, he picked up He Jinshui and threw it out heavily after making a circle around his head.

Jin Shui flipped several times in the air before he unloaded his strength, and supported his hands on the ground with a little embarrassment, causing the knights behind him to shout with joy.

He Jinshui stood up, his face was grim, and his eyes moved up and down the other party, hoping to find a weakness. At this moment, Nalga suddenly moved, and he sang the song of holy light in praise of the creator god, and disappeared in an instant, and appeared in front of the other party in the blink of an eye, and the glowing fist bombarded the door with a sonic boom.

He Jinshui hurriedly bent down and lowered his head to dodge out, kicked the ground with his left leg hard, jumped high, and hit his chest with his right knee.

With a bang, the moment his knee touched the opponent's body, he was once again struck by an incomparable light. "Lightning Quick Punch!" He Jinshui kicked forward with his legs hard, and his arms carved over with an afterimage like an eagle striking the sky, slashing at the opponent's waist and abdomen.

Nerga's left palm poked out, his palm lit up, He Jinshui only felt a huge force attacking, and the backflip barely unloaded the opponent's Haotian power with skill. Blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth, and he glared at Nalga with stubborn anger.

Nalga slapped his palm and sighed, "Yes, it's a bit of progress, but it's still not enough to see." After that, he sang the battle song as if he was strolling leisurely, and his right fist seemed to break through the boundaries of time, and appeared in front of He Jinshui with a roaring wind.

"Move the flowers!" He Jinshui changed his strategy of hitting hard, and his right palm met Nerga's fist, leading it to bend in an arc, imprinting his own chest!

Nerga was stunned for a moment, and watched in disbelief as his fist slammed into his chest, leaving a crack near the breastplate!

"The Flame of Creation Shines on All Beings!" Nerga stood tall and solemn, his hands changed and formed a magic seal! The golden light condensed in the palm of his hand, seeping out through his closed five fingers. His arm stretched out, his five fingers probed out, and the golden light instantly turned into a brilliant pillar of light, like a roaring dragon slamming into He Jinshui's body with the power of heaven and earth.

He Jinshui was hit hard, screaming and spitting blood, and was knocked out of the air, and after falling heavily to the ground, he rolled several times, and lay on the ground without moving.

The teammates were stunned, they looked at each other and talked about it.

"Boss is so pitiful!" Arnold sighed, as if he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"What is the other party's way, why is it so powerful!" the little madman was terrified.

"It seems to be called the Uncrowned Saint, known as the number one master of the Holy Flame Knights," Torres looked uncertain and worried.

"It may take half an hour to recover from this beating," Lyman nodded.

"Stupid, let's think about how I survive!" Alihan whispered: "If the situation changes later, I will use the lightning trick to drag him down, and you can quickly escape with He Jinshui!"

"What do you know, what the hell is that black-haired boy!" McGinn thought viciously, jumping up and down, tossing and turning, but was selectively ignored by everyone.

"Where's the difference? Why can't you win?" He Jinshui lay on the ground and pondered. "Otherwise, sprinkle lime and stick it in his eyes? Forget it, it will affect the image too much!" He vaguely felt that the opponent's strength was not strong, and his martial arts skills were average, but the body protection fighting qi and palm holy light were too powerful! Close combat is like a hedgehog huddling, and Yuandou roars like a fire dragon, and there are no shortcomings at all. He muttered to himself, "This single-celled animal with faith is really troublesome!"

He Jinshui stood up with a whoosh, twisted his buttocks and bent over, he couldn't see that he was injured, but the blood flowing from his nose seriously affected his glorious image, and the clothes on his body were also tattered. He took off his clothes with some regret, revealing his strong bronzed skin, and the sweat of his whole body glowed golden in the sun.

This dress was sewn for him by Elena when she saw him naked in the Rocky Mountains and felt indecent, and it was taken for granted by him as a symbol of love.

"You're miserable, my girlfriend's hand-sewn clothes were damaged by you, I want you to accompany you!" He Jinshui said casually, his eyes gradually lit up, and a brilliant idea flashed in his mind.