Chapter 243 (1/2)
A few on guard of the soul of God caught off guard, have been shocked to look back at the supreme bishop was hit on the ground.
This... This just now that soul skill unexpectedly has this kind of power?
”Be careful, these three are weird!”
The Archbishop quickly got up from the ground. His left eye couldn't help but squint. A big bag bulged up on his forehead. It was so red that he bared his teeth in pain.
But in this moment, Wang Jian three people have hit, the highest Bishop's mood also sank to the bottom in an instant.
At the moment, his body was covered with a layer of fluffy red fur, which looked as thick as bright red, and his eyes became bloodthirsty scarlet.
”Shua!”
The highest Bishop's toes gently on the ground, his body shape like an arrow, and his eyes were fixed on the king's sword.
He knew that the three men were coming for himself. Anyone could escape, but he could never escape. There was no point in escaping like this. He could only fight to the death!
Hu Yannian and Tong left and besieged the four hunzongs. The supreme bishop didn't stop them, but he was relieved.
In this way, his pressure will be much less.
”Falling snow!”
At the moment of crossing, the fourth ring of the supreme Bishop's soul twinkled, and the purple light was like a ghost fire in the morning.
In a flash, thousands of claw shadows of cold light fell like snow.
Wang Jian's left hand with the wind of the card, calm way: ”wind!”
”Bang!”
The wind of the Kuro card into a light and rain dissipated, some illusory figure from the light and rain out, vaguely visible is a gentle goddess with a smile, she turned into a gust of wind, toward the king's sword fell thousands of claw shadow rushed.
Under the strong wind, destroy everything.
Even thousands of claw shadows disappear like ashes.
The Archbishop could not help but be moved, with a strong color of shock on his face.
He was sure that this time he didn't notice any fluctuation of soul power from Wang Jian, but how did this gust of wind come from?!
”Draw a dungeon!”
Wang Jian didn't give him time to think. After the wind destroyed the supreme Bishop's attack, he quickly used his fourth soul skill.
The appearance of the golden barrier suddenly imprisons the supreme bishop in it.
”Bang!”
”Bang!”
The archbishop, whose face changed greatly, began to attack the golden barrier crazily, but everything seemed to be in vain. No matter how he attacked, the golden barrier in front of him did not tremble and fluctuate.
”Damn it
He roared in the golden barrier, trying to do the last battle.
But in Wang Jian's hand suddenly appears two gorgeous flames, one is like emerald general cyan, one looks unreal transparent.
The two flames appeared in Wang Jian's left and right hands respectively. They looked magnificent and gorgeous, as if they were a collection of all the bells and spirits of heaven and earth.
Even the supreme bishop was a little crazy, but soon the fatal sense of crisis sobered him up.
The two flames are not only beautiful, but also pregnant with unimaginable terrorist force, which is enough to threaten his life.
”Yes
With Wang Jian's two hands closing to the center, in the fierce and calm contact, the two flames entangle and devour each other, constantly fighting, but no power is leaked out, but the feeling of terror is pregnant.