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Chapter 706: Fierce and Big Hand

Everyone hurriedly put their excited eyes on this powerful special voyeur sky, and suddenly saw the picture of struggle that made people's blood soar ah- The low-level little mage Grimm, who seemed to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, had already pressed a mature and plump woman who was a head taller than him to the wall with great interest, and stood against the wall with his face above the ground, exposing the two plump hills behind him to the round and slightly shaky paste, as well as the moist and seductive pink valley, all of them under the greedy gaze of the little mage.

What's more, the little mage with a slightly thin figure had already rushed into the valley with his mighty charging chariot in high spirits, and fiercely suppressed the bewitching Yanma under him that was one round bigger than him with the momentum of the master! In the chariot's repeated shouts and killing, the slightly faint young man's hands had firmly covered the two pink and moving rich hills from back to front like a strong wind!

What a beautiful gentle hill, two little strong winds could not be grasped at all! But such a full, full and energetic great hill is the best place to wreak havoc, and the fuller the hills imply the happier conquest! So the two young winds gasped for excited breath and roared out with explosive conquest, and violently swept these two great hills, which represented maturity and abundance, and oppressed them! Distort them! Conquer them! Let them utter the peculiar feminine longing and groaning in their constant transformation!

A group of well-dressed peepers with silver statues began to gasp and moan with their own eyes, as if they were the conquering teenagers, who were vigorously conquering mature women taller than themselves with a sense of oppression. Some people kept swallowing their blurry saliva, thinking about how to consult the evil druid-robed ancestor in order to make up for the heavy regrets of their youth. Listening to each other's 'pound!!~~' outside, there was a loud bang of breaking the door, followed by a burst of screams and noises, as if some gangs who didn't know how to lift up deliberately ran over to kick the field!

Of course, the gang doesn't have the guts to play such a big game. But the Church of the Perio God has it, so when the well-dressed, gold-and-silver voyeurs ran out, they were surprised to see a group of middle and low-level holy warriors of the Pelo Church rushing inside, these mighty guys wearing clear spell armor one by one held the beautifully carved and shining Sun God shield, like a fierce bull wearing heavy armor and was difficult to resist, and they also raised the long swords in their hands to form a terrifying forest of steel thorns to press everyone: "Don't move!" We suspect that there are illegal items hidden here, and we have come to inspect them on the orders of the king, and no one is allowed to touch them!

The nobles and rich people in the hall suddenly dared to be angry and did not dare to speak: This is a luxury conference held by the royal family, where can the king's men be in charge?! But in the face of the beheading sword in front of them, which was as bright as an iron forest, they could only shut up with anger and indignation, and watched these unfamiliar mid- and low-level holy warriors in front of them scurrying around.

Among them, a medium-sized paladin rushed towards an inconspicuous small side door in the hall and corner, and the attendant next to him just shouted: "Oops! don't go over, it's the Heart Fist~~" I saw 'bang!~~', the strong young paladin had already smashed through the wood with a murderous spirit, and rushed in majestically with his sword! Then~~'click', there was a dull and strange sound of the holy warrior 'um~~oh~~' from inside, as if he was caught by something huge, and he couldn't even breathe and shout!

Then~~'bang~~' with a strange muffled sound, a puddle of hot blood splashed in the door! It was as if a humanoid egg inside the small door had been pinched by some tremendous force! The blood splashed out! The startled crowd shouted in unison. And in the middle of the wave-like whispering, a broken figure has been thrown into the door, and it rolled heavily on the marble floor of Huali, and the neat ground was coated with a layer of thrilling blood stains and terrifying Bai Sensen's broken brains, red and bright soft mud hearts, and other broken and terrifying things!

Then, they all gasped and saw the twisted flesh and blood of the holy warrior's bones almost shattered, wrapped in a miserable armor like wrinkled iron sheets, like a rotten ragdoll torn to the ground by a huge force, ruthlessly thrown to the ground for being trampled on!

There was a sudden silence in the magnificent, brightly lit wide hall, and only a shocking sound of gentle footsteps came from the small side door-'da~~da~~da~~' slowly, with an invisible breath of Wanjun, forced out step by step, like the footsteps of the god of death!

Then~~ An ordinary leg stepped out, and a tall and thin body slowly stepped out in a loose sleeveless black robe, and what appeared in front of him was the head of a gray-haired thin old man who seemed to be smiling, and the sharp eyes that flashed with a strange essence, like an invisible plate axe 'whirring' across the audience! Everyone moved back two steps one after another. A young Pelo holy warrior wearing shining gold armor had a bruised face under the invisible pressure, and finally couldn't help but threaten: "Who are you?!We are the king's~~"

"Presumptuous!" The tall, straight, thin old man waved his hand violently, and a translucent light and shadow flew out at once, like thunder, rising against the storm, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a fierce 'King Kong Palm' stronger than a musk ox, like a tyrannical steel rolling thunder coming towards him!

'Squeak!~~' There was a terrifying scream of armor rubbing and deformation, and the tall young holy warrior was grabbed in the palm of his hand like a cardboard toy, and he grabbed it and hung in the air, and the five powerful fingers as thick as elephant legs were still squirming, making the poor armor inside make more 'clacking~squeak~~~cuck~~~' tragic friction sounds, as well as ~~ The occasional 'clacking' fracture sound of the holy warrior!!

The poor paladin trapped in the palm of his hand was completely a prisoner trapped in a terrifying cage, his oppressed muscles and bones were chaotic, and his chest was even more pressed and breathless, and he couldn't even scream in pain, he could only hold on to let out a series of moving muffled sounds, like a dying prey, he could only flutter and moan a few times in despair, and then he was pinched and blasted into a second pool of terrifying blood by the irresistible terrifying force!

The young holy warriors below were all frightened and angry, and after a moment of panic, they encouraged each other with resentment on their faces, and began to step forward with their Li Guang Dagang Sword. But the thin old man in the wide robe on the opposite side just glanced at him coldly, and opened his mouth with a fierce 'Get out!!', and these holy warriors were suddenly struck by lightning! All of them turned around and ran away with a shake of their hands and feet under the bombardment of the powerful 'command technique'! Under the domination of the fierce divine arts, all the muscles and muscles in the body did not listen to the command, and they couldn't stop even if they wanted to! It was like a group of pathetic marionettes, carried outward by an invisible force, and the wolf bèi was extremely bèi! He even had to listen to the terrible old man's cold words behind him: "A bunch of ignorant wolf cubs! This is the place of the royal family, and you dare to trespass at will?! We, the Bonoon Church, are patrolling here, how can we allow you unexplained cubs to go on a rampage?!" The words were like hammers, and the out-of-control body only wanted to escape from here faster.

Fortunately, a round of dazzling golden light suddenly appeared at the door, shining in all directions with the magic power of 'calming the mind', like the arrival of the great sun, and the supreme brilliance was unstoppable! Only then did the holy warriors feel light, and they stopped in their tracks, and saw that it was actually the majestic Bishop Demara holding a splendid staff of golden mangs, stepping steadily into the hall like the rising sun. It happened to be opposite to the thin old man in black robe on the opposite side, who seemed to be standing tall and towering black, and he didn't let it go!

The thin black-robed old man snorted with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hmph! When did our Northern Sensano Empire become a novice training village for the Peiluo Church? There were so many holy warriors at once? It can't be that your church smuggled in from abroad, right?" Sneaking into the royal capital without permission is a felony punishable by hanging! Presumably, the priests and bishops of the Pero Church, who have always been strict in the law, will definitely enforce the law impartially and will not show favoritism!"

Bishop Demara, who was armed with a heavy staff of golden light, slowly entered, "These are loyal guards who have been chartered by the wise king to prevent anyone from destroying the temple. Now that the king has an urgent order to be requisitioned, we and other loyal servants should do our best to assist the king and accomplish what is good for the country and the people. Honorable lord, you can put our people down. He came on the orders of the king, and if he died, he would openly oppose the king. ”

The thin old man on the other side sneered with a pair of cold sword eyes: "Hmph! The king is not his territory alone, but a place where thousands of royal families gather! The Great Hulitai Council has the right to inquire into this matter! It also has the right to detain this person and torture him to ask for the true intention!" As soon as the words fell, the big hand that held the holy warrior in mid-air began to squirm like a winch again, and the armor tortured by the huge grinding force 'creaked' and screamed, and the holy warrior who had no breath inside even let out a sensational 'cluck, The crisp sound was like a steel spear that pierced the heart, stabbing into the hearts of all the Perio Holy Warriors, and they were all furious, and they were about to draw their swords and rush forward, splitting the old man into bloody pieces, but they were stopped by Archbishop Demara sternly raising his arms: "Don't come nonsense!

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