Chapter One Thousand and Sixty-Three Powerful Incarnation

"your ancestors! You are the ones who opened the black shop?

Want to play with Lao Tzu?

I've seen a lot of this set of black shop tricks!"

Accompanied by the mountain of pressure brought by the golden light, it was Nan Batian's angry scolding.

Greet the guests respectfully, then loot them all, kill them, and throw them away

This set of black shop tricks is the same in front of that one.

As a ranger who walks in all directions, it is really normal for Nan Batian to have this kind of reaction in an unfamiliar environment.

The four-winged angel was shocked, in the narrow space of the guest room, with the golden light of the sound of wind and thunder, trembling slightly, there was a feeling of enveloping the heavens and the earth.

Several knights and officers of the Order of St. Simame who broke in were included.

Several people suddenly felt at the same time that no matter which angle they hid towards, this golden long whip would hit their heads.

The action of dodging to the side is as if you are sending your head up.

Several people were horrified together.

Although they were under the arena, they had watched the bloody battles of this Nan Batian from afar.

However, the distance is too far away, and the jīng is wonderful to see clearly.

I just feel that this Nan Batian is just brute force and fast.

Now as soon as they fight, the other party's whip is completely beyond his reach.

Only then did I know that the person who can kill a bloody way is definitely not as wild and vulgar as he seems.

Nothing remarkable about being able to crack the head of a four-winged angel into a rotten watermelon?

There's no way to hide. Then it's just a hard fight.

The four-winged angel will hold the red spear in his right hand and hold it in both hands!

The momentum of burning the sky is fierce, and Xiangshang is fierce!

The red spear immediately lit up with a layer of golden sè brilliance, and inside the golden sè brilliance, countless runes flowed!

"Boom!"

The golden light entered the dragon like a mountain, and it had been smashed in the middle of the golden sè glorious.

"Boom".

Like a mountain, it smashed the ground!

The entire courtyard shook violently, and then, with a bang, dense cracks appeared on the walls.

And the other knights or officers who kicked open the door and entered the courtyard intuitively shook their bodies, and their hearts were beating violently

It was like suddenly being in the deep sea, and the huge pressure shook their body protection magic or magic weapon immediately and automatically activated, blooming with a burst of dazzling light.

"Boom!"

Jin Sè's misty runes, along with the body of the crimson spear, broke helplessly, and Jin Sè's whip-shaped light was about to create a rotten watermelon head again. ”

A long mace, blocked by the golden whip.

The melodious sound of the bell from the collision of the two made the entire room of the annex stride down in a hurry.

It's like there's a violent earthquake!

And the poor four-winged angel officer, the eyes, mouth, nose, ears, blood has already burst out like a water gun!

The eardrum was ruptured, and the capillaries in both eyes were ruptured, and the blood was red.

Although he did not die, he was severely disabled.

Nan Batian's angry and brutal eyes were like a golden eagle high above the mountains.

Passed over the head of the Seraphim officer and stared straight at the Seraphim Boro on the other side.

On Bolo's handsome and vicissitudes of life, the muscles are already twitching!

Despite the extreme control, it was clear that the incomparably heavy gold sè long copper brought great pressure to Boro.

The gold sè long copper, slowly, little by little, Xiangxia moves.

"Card Scratch"

The crack in the shape of the girl's web, which spread outward like lightning, from Boluo's feet.

Obviously, in this Liliang contest, Boro lost.

Lost to this guy who had been assigned to him.

Boro's eyes became more and more ugly.

Nan Batian has already been assigned to his subordinates, but he didn't expect that before he started the assembly training, this subordinate would let him lose his adult.

Suddenly, Kim Sè let go of the light and took it back so casually!

There was no warning.

Boluo, who had already poured all his cultivation into the iron green mace, felt the qi and blood of his whole body collide, and the iron green mace held by both hands, a piece of iron green sè light, is a big release!

This is the powerful liliang released by the mace after it broke away from the suppression of Jin Sè long steel!

It seems to be extremely splendid, but when Nanbatian's golden long steel is taken back, the clouds are light and the wind is light, without a trace of waves.

In contrast to the two, Boluo couldn't take back his liliang in an instant, which was equivalent to losing another big ugly!

Boluo only felt a sweetness in his throat, a small mouthful of blood, almost spurting out of his mouth!

He forcibly suppressed this mouthful of blood from his mouth

"Ah" turned out to be Sir Boluo, I drank too much wine at night, I couldn't make it out, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Lao Qian put away Jin Sè Changgang, looked drunk and crazy, and didn't recognize the appearance of the chief in time.

Let the blood that Boro just swallowed rush up!

I've seen people pretend to be crazy and stupid, but I've never seen anyone so lazy as to look like this.

After fighting with each other for so long, they didn't recognize that it was their boss.

Are you blind?

Boro felt humiliated.

Looking at Nan Batian's big thick face, he really wanted to go up and slap a few big faces.

However, "the courage to fly to his subordinates is nowhere to be seen at this time."

There is only one eternal iron law for the monk's shijie, that is: the strong are respected.

"Hmph!" Boro snorted coldly and walked away.

The four-winged angel officer was already paralyzed, and with the support of his companions, he left the place in embarrassment.

Search, that's not necessary.

Boro started and followed them.

A few of them are just pawns to go up and test.

Since Boluo has left, it shows that there is no problem with this Nan Batian inside.

In fact, Boro is very confident in this judgment.

As soon as the door opened, Boluo's mind scanned every corner of the room.

This Nan Batian's shot is even more terrifying than his performance on the arena.

The Knights of St. Smaise, after so many years of conquest, have not been without research on the art of stand-in puppetry.

This thing can be used instead of the main body to resist the opponent's attacks.

However, on top of Liliang, how could a Liliang monk like Nan Batian create a Liliang puppet stand-in whose reaction was exactly the same as the ontology?

A maid followed in, controlled her trembling body, and motioned to Nan Batian to take him to another room.

Nan Batian nodded proudly and followed the maid to the new courtyard.

"You want to trick me?

The old money, hidden in the distance, showed a smug smile in the shadow of yīn.

Fortunately, this golden fruit recommendation has never been displayed on the gallon plane.

The crowd hurried towards the place where the loud noise was made.

The leader of the man, with a sumptuous crimson cloak, fluttered behind him.

The knights of the Knights of St. Simeye, who were patrolling, immediately stopped the group.

Seeing that their costumes were embroidered with jīng's chic and vivid chest markings, the knights' expressions immediately changed, but they still addressed the men politely

"Curfew, honorable priest. ”

The owner of the crimson cloak, whose nose was tall and straight, and his face was like a crown of jade, immediately showed anger.

He waved his hand violently and shouted in a high-flying voice, "What curfew, to hell with it."

The knights are angry and angry!

After a pause, Gonming apparently realized that it was obviously too much to say such words in the residence of the Knights of St. Simeye.

However, he was used to flying and domineering, and was blocked by soldiers many levels lower than him, which made him unable to control it for a while.

He immediately resumed the proper tone of a clergyman and said, "Hmph, curfew, it's nothing more than forcing an upright person to extinguish ***,

Let thieves and robbers run amok in the dark!

Every robber, every adventurer, knows how to use curfews.

It's a battle from Audrey's quarters!

Get out of the way, you lowly knights, I am a servant of God, and so is Audrey!

I had to rush over to see if my siblings were in unexpected danger. ”

Seeing that these guys from Guangming Mountain were so arrogant, a vicious and cold light immediately flashed in the eyes of several knights!

The knights of the Order of St. Smime often fought and killed, and they did not tolerate insults in front of others.

Their hands are already on the handle of the sword!

However, with a slight increase in the hand of the knight leader, the knights stopped their murderous restlessness and watched as several people disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

"They are officially recognized servants of the Lord God!"

The knight leader said in a stiff tone.

Immediately, there was silence.

In the name of supporting God's servants, Gong Ming broke all the way to the place where the incident occurred.

Audrey was already standing there gracefully surrounded by a group of female knights.

She has a beautiful physique and everything is just right.

He has a long figure and looks slim.

Her skin was delicate and white, and her noble face shape and countenance prevented the average beauty, sometimes with a dull and dull look.

The curved dark brown eyebrows set off his forehead particularly moving.

The pair of gray-blue, slender, clear eyes, hidden under the dark brown eyebrows, seemed to be both majestic and kind.

The habits she had cultivated in her superior position, the status he had always been respected, and the identity she had cultivated, all gave this girl a more noble temperament.

The head is thick white gold sè long hair, in a moving way, scattered into tufts of curly hair.

These curls are embellished with various gemstones and hang down long.

"Gong Ming, you are rampage through my castle in a hurry, is this the etiquette of being a guest?"

The slight frown and the blame shown made Gong Ming feel ashamed of himself for a while, and after a pause, he said in a whisper: "I'm just worried about you... Audrey one by one. ”

Audrey smiled contemptuously: "Xiexie, your kindness, Lord Gongming Peak, however, your bravado during the curfew will make many knights doubt your character, maybe, in their eyes, you are just an uninvited guest." ”

When it came to the uninvited guest, Audrey's cheeks turned slightly red again.

"Who is that intruder, who is in the castle of St. Simais?"

Audrey's disdain made Gong Ming angry, but the fact that this uninvited guest had directly touched Audrey made Gong Ming even more nervous.