Chapter 389 (1/2)

”Good! Although the light and dark plane is backward, there are still real men. ”

The red light in Zhao Shi's eyes disappeared. With a sigh of admiration, he took the blood lotus sword and cut it to Gregory III. his flesh and blood burned like wood, and a little white ash floated in the air.

The big array, which was about to be exhausted, crunched and crunched, squeezed out bits and pieces of red light and gathered them on his body with the method of damaging himself. The black figure had a whistling wind and cold water meaning.

”Heresy, clear away!”

The body of the holy sword holding angel is almost transparent, but the white flame on the sword in his hand is still burning, which poses a great threat to both the soul and the body.

Ding!

The red sword light, which converges the strength of the last remaining array, collides with the attack of the two men. The aura is scattered, and a black robed figure is photographed like leaves in the wind, while the sword holding angel and the charging flame Knight are only slightly stunned.

The two men did not stop at all. They accelerated their charge. Their spears and swords flashed on Zhao Shi's sword light at the same time. Their cooperation was extremely precise and efficient, which ensured that there would not be a single person against the enemy.

People who don't know may think that the two men have been fighting together for years, enough to care for their friends, rather than trying to kill each other all the time.

At this moment, his fear of Zhao Shi was even more than that of Pope Joseph, the strongest attack of the two of them, and the auxiliary increase of that inexplicable force.

That attack was the strongest attack he had ever seen in his life. Although he was confident in himself, he could not believe that he could accept such an attack. So did Joseph.

And the devil in front of him can block such an attack. How can he not be shocked!

This means that if the two of them are alone, there is no possibility that they will be his opponents in this place, and they can only let him improve freely.

It's terrible. No one is willing to accept such a situation of death.

Zhao Shi wielded his sword, burning a large amount of flesh and blood into white dust, barely splitting out a bloody sword light to block the two people's attack. As soon as he retreated, his breath kept falling.

These two people are too strong, plane consciousness has been assisting them, increasing their attacks, restoring their internal energy, and there is no flaw at all.

Gregory III two people jointly attack three moves, Zhao Shi reluctantly take the next three moves, the strength of the whole body plummeted, now any one has the ability to kill him alone.

To this moment, two people's cooperation can not help but a little more scruples, there are some gaps.

Zhao Shi was keen to catch this point and no longer forced to accept the attack from the two men. The red sword light suddenly burst out and chopped at the tiny loopholes in the cooperation between the two spears and swords. His body followed him, panting, his body bent and his strength weakened to the extreme.

Gregory III was not in a hurry to pursue him. He frowned and said, ”do your best to kill him and we will fight again. How about?”

It is impossible to kill Zhao Shi by putting most of our strength into mutual defense rather than attacking. Once the delay is long, who knows what will happen.

”Good!”

Pope Joseph's voice is sonorous and powerful, showing great determination.

The golden red flame light and holy light were bright at the same time, and the speed of the two people who reached a consensus suddenly increased. The angel and the flame Knight each side, at the same time, aimed at Zhao Shi's head.

Zhao Shi also wants to delay, a holy light cage appears beside him, covering him inside.

The sword of blood lotus chopped down the Holy Light fence one after another, but the two people's attack had come to our eyes.

”Die, your head will be my most precious collection!”

Gregory III grinned grimly, and the fighting spirit of all armies was united. The lance burning with golden red flame in his hand and the sword holding angel around him cut off Zhao Shi's neck together.

”Maybe.”

Zhao Shi, who had been running away in a panic, suddenly stopped and gave him a cold smile.

Gregory III felt cold and inexplicably uneasy.