The second explosion appeared on the load-bearing pillar in the front hall of the Altar of Storm, and the three of them hugged the huge stone pillar of thickness, as if they had been pounced on by Sebolas, the watchdog of hell, and gnawed a few bites, leaving a deadly gap, even if there was additional redundancy in the design of the building, at this time the collapsed load-bearing dwelling could no longer play its original role.

With two clicks, the pillars that held up the front hall of the Storm Altar were blown off by the blasting fist on the spot, and the huge dome of the temple suddenly shook.

The guard in charge of the front hall finally found out that the Eastern warrior who came to the door to pay for money was not joking, he was completely real, just for the sake of 4,000 gold coins, he did not hesitate to start a war with the Storm Priest Regiment with unlimited potential and unfathomable heritage, what did he think in his heart?

Some of the guards turned around and went to the core area to spread the word, most of the guards flew up, resisting the crumbling dome, only one proud and arrogant guard from the side branch family rushed out, and pointed at Avanti Ye, who came to the door to pay for money, and scolded and scolded.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth to say two words, the fist strength that erupted one after another was still raging inside the Storm Altar, and the solemn and magnificent front hall could not survive the third explosion at all, shook slightly, and with a bang, all collapsed, just like a person who stepped on a strong quicksand trap, his body quickly sank, and he suffered a catastrophe in the blink of an eye!

The front hall was completely destroyed, and most of the guards who tried to save the situation were probably buried alive by the regiment, and the people of noble origin who narrowly escaped the catastrophe were stimulated to madness by the bold and reckless actions of the Eastern samurai at this time.

"You...... I'm fighting you!"

This guard with an extraordinary background also has skills similar to "Fifty-One", but it is not the concoction of pollution genes, but the experimental subject who spends money to implant multiple singing crystals in his body.

I saw that his hands were clenched into fists, and the knuckle joints faded from the feeling of flesh and blood, turning into prismatic black crystals, and blue electric light bloomed out, condensing into a ball of lightning, and his hands held shocking electricity.

Who knows, Ye Zhiqiu didn't take him seriously at all, just sighed lightly, and took away all the current energy that this person had, and the ball lightning that erupted with a dangerous aura was like a candle flame swaying in the wind and extinguished as soon as it was blown.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled: "Unashamed boy! There is only a weak breath on your body! Get out of here!"

A large number of good deeds in the vicinity saw Avanti Ye wave his hand, the noble-born, pretentious guard, as if he had encountered a hurricane, the whole person rose from the ground, flew out a few hundred meters, landed on the ground, ate a mouth and gnawed mud, and looked like a dog!

The front hall of the Storm Altar couldn't survive Ye Zhiqiu's three blasting fists, and the remaining blasts continued to wreak havoc, and they were supposed to attack the main hall head-on, but unfortunately, I don't know which high-sequence storm lord made a move and forcibly transferred the blasting power to the side halls on both sides.

Ye Zhiqiu was surprised: "Force field transfer! It's an unscientific supernatural phenomenon, shouldn't it be a pass-through king who is good at vector operations!"

Fortunately, the two side halls were violently collapsed on the spot by the blasting fist, but the high-sequence storm lord, who was good at force field transfer, did not come forward.

The person who appeared in front of Ye Zhiqiu was none other than the eighth lord "Voice of God" Olivei, who secretly presided over the obsidian suit trade of the Aquila Dark Holy Warrior!

If it weren't for the fact that the elders couldn't leave, the high-sequence Storm Lords output with all their might, maintaining the harmonious resonance effect of the twelve battle suits, and using the zodiac positioning method to detect the specific location of the Athenian Sanctuary, they would definitely not have been hit by Avanti Ye.

Figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, the eighth lord "Voice of God" Olivei was thrown out by the elders to settle the matter, and he must deal with it reasonably, without leaving a little hand, and taking back the lost face.

Unexpectedly, the eighth lord "Voice of God" Olivei, who was obedient and ugly in front of the high-level and felt embarrassed in front of others, did not want to solve the problem at all, but wanted to solve the root cause of the problem in one go, that is to say, he wanted to kill Avanti Ye as soon as he made a move, and lay the flesh and bones of the "King of the Colosseum" to achieve his own prestige, which is the traditional "bloody baptism" of the Desert Empire!

Ye Zhiqiu saw a young man who was a little too young coming out of the ruins of the front hall of the Storm Altar, his black shawl hair was like a mirror, his sturdy body was perfect like an angel statue in the temple, and the strange silver-white bust armor, especially the left half of his body, brought a black danger signal to his intuitive sixth sense.

"Terrible man, the feeling given to me is stronger than the ninth lord's sand burial. ”

Just in case, Ye Zhiqiu took the initiative to promote the potential of the valley, and formed a protective shield close to the skin of the body with the tangible energy of "ultimate immeasurable".

At this moment, the Eighth Lord "Voice of God" Olifi, who had been silent since his appearance, suddenly stretched out his right hand and broke open the shoulder armor on the left side, revealing the parts that had been plundered from the Silver Saint Seiya Lyra suit, the seven strings of the lyre.

The cold hairs on Ye Zhiqiu's back stood up, he couldn't hold back his hands together, and there were words in his mouth, and the yellow sand under his feet suddenly gathered, forming a large Zhuge repeater.

The onlookers around saw that the surface of the crossbow machine with yellow sand texture shimmered with a metallic luster, and even the crossbow arrows in the card slot, the blade-long arrow body, especially the taut crossbow string, also glowed with an unsettling cold light.

This is one of the basic abilities of magnetic field rotation, material transformation! Transform ordinary yellow sand into a metal with stronger hardness and toughness, such as spring steel!

With a "fairy man", the crossbow arrow was shot out by the steel wire string that quickly returned to its original position, and the speed disappeared into the sun.

The onlookers of the good thing thought that the eighth lord "Voice of God" Olivei could not catch it, and they had already screamed in fear.

Who knows, the "Voice of God" Olivei, who has the core component of the Silver Saint Seiya's suit, preemptively plucked the red strings, and a vacuum blade similar to the "Crescent Sky Rush" shot out, cutting the crossbow bolt that gathered sand into arrows into two pieces in the air, and flew close to his body.

The Eighth Lord was not only unharmed, but his calm and calm demeanor gave a great shock to more and more good people in the vicinity.

If it weren't for the "Voice of God" Oliver being a native of Europa, the thousands of people of the Desert Empire around him would have cheered.

The Eighth Lord's heart was angry, the anger on his face was fleeting, if it weren't for his identity, he must have made the nearby onlookers cheer loudly and cheer for him alone.

"Be careful!" someone did speak, but it was not a cheer of encouragement, but a kind reminder!

"Voice of God" Olifi's eyes widened, and he saw that the crossbow machine made by his opponent out of thin air on the spot actually fired powerful and sharp crossbow arrows one after another!

"Be careful! The Eighth Lord Olifi, the contemptible man is using the repeating crossbow machine of the war strategist Kong Ming at the end of the Fifth Dynasty of the East!"

Ignoring his identity, Olive, the "voice of the gods" who could not move his body to dodge, could only risk being shot through his body by a crossbow arrow, and quickly plucked the strings of his left shoulder armor.

Red, yellow, blue, green, blue, purple, and white, seven string wheels swept by, and the vacuum blades emitted set off a storm of blades!

There was a loud bang, and nineteen crossbow arrows filled with mechanical strength were cut into pieces on the spot by the sword storm storm, and under the blow, the power of the aftermath was slightly reduced, and they invariably covered Avanti Ye!

The nearby onlookers had more or less benefited from the "generous", whether it was delicious food falling from the sky or hard copper, and at this time, some people couldn't help but exclaim when they saw Avanti Ye in mortal danger.

Immediately, these people reacted and hurriedly covered their mouths, but no one around them looked at them at all, and everyone's eyes were attracted, locked in the hustle and bustle, the figure that stood tall.