Chapter 429

"Tianma meteor fist." I don't know how many times this arrow has been used, but the outcome has not changed at all. Abradi easily avoided all his fists.

"It's no use. No matter how many times this weak fist can't touch me." Hum, it's really hard to beat. Do you still have such physical strength now? However, this fist limited to the speed of sound is a child's thing for any gold saint.

"Fool, haven't you noticed?" Meng Haoran looked at abrodi and smiled. As a person watching the battle, he could clearly feel that the speed and strength of Xingya's fist were rising. The Tianma meteor fist, which was only three times the speed of sound, was close to 10 times the speed of sound. Every time he was knocked down, his speed would increase when he stood up again, The small universe will burn more tightly and fiercely, and fight harder and stronger. In this way, Xingya will catch up with him sooner or later. Of course, it's useless even if he reacts. If he can't kill Xingya with one blow, Xingya will stand up again.

Not only Meng Haoran, but also other people on the side, such as lanran and saga, found this. They were surprised when they looked at Xingya. Even they had to admit that Xingya had the potential to be on an equal footing with them.

"The game is over. This time I will make you never stand up again." Abradi was finally impatient. A white rose appeared in his hand at some time.

"Bloody rose." Abrodi shouted, and the rose in his hand turned into a streamer. Xingya was shot before he could respond.

"This is..." Xingya looked at the white rose inserted in his heart in surprise. For the first time, he felt something bad. Watching the white rose gradually stained red with his own blood, he felt an unprecedented fear.

"What's the matter? There seems to be something wrong with Xingya. How can I feel that if it goes on like this, he will die here." Meng Haoran looked at Xingya and suddenly had such an idea. As a God, his intuition told him that the idea was correct.

Meng Haoran was a little puzzled. It is reasonable to say that Xingya protected by Athena, even if her strength is not good, as long as Athena fully supports it, Xingya can't have anything.

Suddenly Meng Haoran thought of something. He took a look at chenghushazhi around him and suddenly realized.

"I see. Because of the existence of her own people, Shigeru Shimbun did not give Xingya so much help as the original work. It can be seen from the small universe of Shigeru Shimbun." Does she subconsciously think that even if she doesn't help, Xingya will be fine?

Meng Haoran once again turned his eyes to Mu and other gold saints who had the idea of shooting, and a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes.

However, the reason why Xingya can stand up again and again just now is still by himself. He is really a terrible guy, but now he is a little early to deal with the golden saint.

After figuring out all this, Meng Haoran nodded to lanran and motioned lanran to save Xingya.

Lanran was stunned, and then suddenly understood Meng Haoran's meaning. He smacked his mouth. He hasn't seen enough? But since Meng Haoran is like this, he can only do it.

Lanran slowly pulls out her soul chopping knife, deliberately reveals a trace of breath, and lets abrodi see it, and then resolves it.

"Is that another move?" As a person who has seen this move, Saga knows something about lanran's behavior and knows that the other party is going to do it.

What saga doesn't find is that even now he closes his eyes, his five senses are still in the hands of lanran. As long as lanran wants to control his five senses again at any time, there's nothing at ordinary times. When saga fights with others, using this can create a great flaw. It will be much easier for lanran to defeat saga next time.

In fact, Meng Haoran let lanran do it with other thoughts, so that everyone present can understand his original solution. In this way, it may be useful or maybe in the future, although it may never be used.

What is he doing? Mu and others looked at lanran strangely, but the next scene surprised them, because there was no effort in the blink of an eye, and the scene had changed greatly. Lanran appeared behind abrodi. Abrodi slowly fell to the ground with a dazed look in his eyes. He didn't know what had happened, but he felt that he was weak and had no strength to fight.

"Putong" abradi fell unconscious. Xingya looked at LAN ran in surprise. It took a long time to react. The other party came to save himself.

But finally, do they think I'm sure to lose? A strange emotion is brewing in Xingya's heart.

"Well, Xingya, if you fight again, you will die." Chenghu Shazhi told Xingya that she didn't feel anything wrong with lanran's practice.

Xingya also came back silently. No one knew what he thought. At this time, the white rose on his chest had disappeared. Maybe it was because abradi had been defeated.

"Well, there's only the Pope left. Let's go!" No matter whether abrodi is dead or alive, under the leadership of Meng Haoran, everyone embarked on the journey again. The goal is the Pope's palace not far away. The goal of this trip to the holy land is waiting there. Who is right and who is wrong will finally reveal the answer.

He had felt the battle in the Pope's palace and Pisces palace for a long time. In the face of the menace of Meng Haoran and his party, he did not have the calm he had before. He knew that Meng Haoran's strength had failed this time, but his pride kept him here. His self-esteem did not allow him to escape, even in the face of the strength far exceeding his enemy.

"Did you fail? In the end, it was only Aphrodite. Were you on my side? Was I wrong? Shouldn't I have done that?" Saga muttered to herself.

"Yes, you're wrong. You're a devil. You don't deserve to be a saint." The voice was strangely remembered from saga's body.

"Don't interfere with me. I'm right and wrong. It's the Pope. Obviously, I'm more suitable to be the Pope, but he chose Eros. He wanted to die himself and go away!" With a loud cry, the church palace regained calm again. No one found that the breath of the Pope was incomparably disordered. Different feelings came from the small universe, just like the alternation of good and evil. Of course, evil prevailed at this time.