Chapter 389 (2/2)
Without waiting for him to make any response, Zhao Shi, who has been waving his sword against himself, suddenly relaxed all the time and turned a blind eye to all the attacks on him.
”Joseph, I'll give you a big present!”
In the sea like killing intention, most of Zhao Shi's body turned into white bones, flesh and dust flying, a sharp red light stabbed Gregory's head surrounded by fire.
”Die, trash, let me tell you what happens when you cooperate with the enemy!”
In the roar of madness, Zhao Shi's final point of attack was to Gregory's head, ignoring the attack on himself.
”Help me!”
In his heart, Gregory III was shocked. He was about to take back Zhao Shi's flaming lance, trying to stop him in front of him.
But the difference is so long, where can we get there?
The flying sword and the flamethrower are perfectly interlaced, and his pupil reflects the fast approaching red sword body.Now the only one who can save him is the angel with sword who attacks Zhao Shi at the same time to block Zhao Shi's attack. Then their next joint action will definitely kill Zhao Shi, who has burned most of his strength, unhurt here.
Unfortunately, it's just a good wish.
The present result is undoubtedly the best result for Pope Joseph, not to mention saving Gregory III. If Zhao Shi's strike before his death can not kill him, the final final harvest will be done by Pope Joseph himself.
”No! You and I are willing to quit! Leave me alone
The fire lance can not help, Gregory spirit quickly to the four sides, the tone is full of regret.
However, it is impossible, this result in the formation of the moment, all things can not be changed, let him go, who will let Zhao Shi.
After letting go, how can Gregory III's words be believed!
In the despairing eyes of Gregory III, Zhao Shi's blood lotus sword is crisp and sharp. It cuts through the thin golden red flame fighting spirit on his body surface and cuts into his skin, flesh, bone and heart.
At the same time, the sacred sword holding the sword in the hand of the holy angel was also mercilessly chopped on Zhao Shi's head.
”Kill!”
Seeing that Zhao Shi's head was about to be cut and exploded by a big sword, when holy white Yan burned his head to ashes, there was a flash of blood in the air, showing the two figures of Ouyang dance floor shaking the moon, as well as the 24 blood lotus guard puppets behind them.
In addition, there is a puppet of xuelianwei, who exudes golden elixir level fluctuations. The red sword in his hand is dazzling red, which is in the lowest peak state.
Under the guidance of a divine sense, the lines of array around all the people emerge. They unite all their strength together and cut a red sword light to the sword of the holy angel, which is enough to threaten the later monks of the golden elixir.
Ding!
More than 20 puppets and friars were shocked and flew in all directions like lightning and gravel leaves. Both women spat blood and suffered heavy injuries.
The blood lotus guard was even worse. Nearly half of the blood lotus guard's sternum was broken, and all of its aura was lost and completely damaged. The rest of the blood lotus guard fell to the ground like a stone, leaving only the red light of a firefly on its body, which could not move at all.
This level of fighting is too much for them.
However, their attack also had an effect. The strength of the sword holding angel, which consumes most of the light and holy power in the body, is far from the peak. The sword burning with holy white inflammation is cut off, and only a piece of Zhao stone skin is cut off and burned.
”Ha ha ha ha!”
Zhao Shi, whose breath is greatly declining, laughs. The flying sword, which is about to kill Gregory III, pauses and takes back his side.
Gregory III, who left his face in despair and was ecstatic, was severely damaged. His strength was similar to that of Zhao Shi, and even weaker than Zhao Shi.
Heresy
The Pope Joseph, who was only shaken back a step and had relatively complete strength, looked at the two men with a frown and an ugly face.