Cheng Shifei held a long sword, and the sword was as bright as a dragon. Every time he swung it, the enemy wailed and fell. His swordsmanship was sharp and precise. Several holy sword knights fell one after another under his attack, and the temple priests also

Unable to resist his sharp edge, they all retreated.

Wang Zhen Shouze stood tall like an iron tower, his boxing skills were unparalleled, and every bombardment caused the enemy's flesh and blood to fly everywhere. Zhao Heng used his flexible body skills and superb hidden weapon skills to constantly shuttle between the enemies,

Harvesting life.

Master Lu and Hun Yu teamed up to show amazing strength. The staff in Master Lu's hand shone brightly, releasing powerful magic attacks, while Hun Yu shuttled around the battlefield like a ghost, and her sword skills were both fast and fast.

It's ruthless, and every blow is aimed directly at the vital point.

Under their joint attack, the blood knight was forced to retreat continuously, with many scars on his body.

Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu also showed considerable strength. When facing those paper figures, they did not appear panicked, but calmly analyzed the enemy's characteristics and looked for flaws.

Ling Bi's swordsmanship was light and agile, and every swing was like a spring breeze blowing on her face, but she inadvertently cut the paper man into two pieces. Xiao Lianzhu used her superb soul skills to constantly create trouble for the paper man, and finally succeeded.

defeated them.

Although the Thirteen Demon Generals are still entangled by some enemies, with the support of Ling Xiao and others, their safety has been guaranteed. They each tried their best to deal with the enemies and fought for Ling Xiao and others.

More fighting space.

For a moment, the situation on Ling Xiao's side was reversed, and they seemed to be heading towards victory. However, at this moment, the three chief priests spoke.

He sighed, without the slightest fear or panic on his face. He just glanced at the battlefield indifferently, and then showed a sarcastic smile: "I have underestimated those of you who resisted the temple. I have no choice.

It looks like I have to take action."

The three chief priests sighed, and that sigh seemed to contain endless vicissitudes and helplessness, but there was no trace of fear or panic on his face.

He just glanced at the battlefield indifferently. Wherever he looked, whether it was the heroic fighting of Ling Xiao and others, or the steady retreat of the Holy Sword Knight and the Temple Priest, nothing touched him in the slightest.

Then, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was full of disdain and contempt for everyone present: "I will let you understand what is truly strong, let you understand what is strong! In the real world

Facing the power of the enemy, all your struggles are in vain."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the three chief priests suddenly disappeared from the spot, as if swept away by an invisible wind. His disappearance made everyone present feel tense, and an inexplicable sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

However, the next moment, when people's eyes focused again, they found that the three chief priests had appeared above Long Yingtian's head like ghosts.

Long Yingtian's face changed drastically. He never expected that the three chief priests would be so fast, completing such amazing moves almost in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand to attack, hoping to hit this sudden threat.

retreat.

But the three chief priests obviously did not give him this chance. He just struck down with a gentle palm. The palm seemed ordinary, but it was like the sky falling, terrifying.

Wherever the wind of the palm passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, and a sacred and solemn aura filled the air, making people feel awe. Under this palm, Long Yingtian only felt an irresistible force.

Power fell from the sky, as if it was going to crush his whole body.

What is even more astonishing is that with the fall of this palm, the image of the holy saint of the church actually appeared behind the three chief priests. The holy saint was tall and majestic, exuding golden light, as if he had descended from another world.

God.

His eyes were closed tightly, his hands were clasped together, and a huge halo was released from behind. The halo was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire battlefield like daylight. At this moment, everyone felt the majesty and power from the Holy Lord.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and fear in my heart.

boom!

There was a deafening loud noise, as if the whole world was shaking at this moment. Long Yingtian gathered all his strength and punched the three chief priests' seemingly ordinary palms hard.

However, just when he thought his attack could shake this powerful enemy, an indescribable force suddenly came back, mercilessly squeezing his body like the power of the sky.

Long Yingtian's face turned pale in an instant, and he felt unprecedented pain, as if his entire body was about to be torn apart by this force.

Then, like a kite with its string broken, he hit the ground hard, dust flew up, and cracks appeared on the ground due to his impact.

Long Yingtian was lying on the ground, breathing heavily and his chest was heaving violently. He had obviously been severely injured. He looked at the three chief priests in disbelief, his eyes full of unwillingness and shock.

With just one move, he, a once famous and powerful man, was seriously injured and fell to the ground. The power of the three chief priests was simply jaw-dropping.

However, the attacks of the three chief priests did not stop. Just when Long Yingtian had not fully recovered from the shock, another figure was hit hard not far away from him. That was the figure standing next to him.

The success and failure of the move also resulted in the loss of combat effectiveness with just one move.

Cheng Shifei was lying on the ground, his face pale, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured.

"Join forces!"

At this moment, Hun Huan roared, his voice full of determination and unyielding. At the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands, releasing a terrifying soul technique.

I saw black shadows surging in the void, as if countless resentful souls were roaring and struggling. In the end, these black shadows condensed into a huge spiritual body, like a demon coming out of hell, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

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Wang Zhenshou, Zhao Heng and other masters on Ling Xiao's side also released their own special skills.

Wang Zhenshou's boxing skills were unparalleled, each punch seemed to be able to shatter mountains and rivers; Zhao Heng's hidden weapon was like the brightest star in the night sky, flashing with cold light, launching a fatal attack on the three chief priests.

The other masters also used their special skills. For a moment, the entire battlefield was covered by various powerful attacks, as if they were going to completely submerge the three chief priests.

Dozens of extremely powerful attacks surged in like furious waves, each containing the full strength of the masters present, in an attempt to completely submerge the three chief priests in this torrent of power.
Chapter completed!