"Sadesay is worthy of being the first holy Son of the Holy See. He has such powerful power that he can use his holy shield to defend in an instant. Congratulations." Dickens said indifferently, but his last words didn't seem to be congratulatory. On the contrary, they were full of meaning.
However, John is in a good mood at the moment. He is sure to win the battle because he knows that there are still some cards in the game. Therefore, he doesn't care about Dickens' sarcasm. As the first son of the Vatican, sadesay should be so fierce naturally. Of course, there is no reason.
"Don't say that. I don't think the Changqing style of Shushan is much different. But I heard that the strength of Shushan has been greatly increased recently, otherwise it would not have participated in this action." John deliberately turned the subject around and wanted Dickens to follow his own path.
"Oh, I knew that for a long time!" What do you know that Dickens was not fooled at all. He said this indifferently, which made John almost burst out. He told the other party how mysterious he thought he was. As a result, the other party said something, which I knew for a long time.
He hummed coldly and didn't say any more. At this time, Feng Changqing had already made moves one after another. His face was expressionless and his sword was waving. He couldn't see the reality at all. However, he was shocked because he knew that he couldn't break the defense of his opponent. How could he fight?
The swordsman's powerful fighting time is limited, so he can't chop down like this all the time. Once he has passed his peak, he will be weak. At that time, sadesay will do whatever he can.
"Hum!"
He drew back his sword and finally flew back. After standing still, he didn't fight any more. He looked serious and knew that he had met a great enemy in his life and was hard to attack. At this time, his previous spirit was a little exhausted. His secret way was not good. I'm afraid this contest is dangerous.
"What's the matter?" he asked indifferently? Swordsman from Shushan, did you give up
Feng Changqing doesn't speak and looks indifferent. Many people think he is very cold, but those who know the inside story or who know Feng Changqing know that Feng Changqing has been in the downwind.
"If you don't attack again, then I'll start." Sadesay continued to stimulate the other side, with a smile on his face, and his golden hair now spread. With his charming smile, I don't know how many cute girls he can kill.
Mao Zhifeng, who was photographed in secret, was a real Chinese, so he was somewhat upset at this time, but he knew that as a photographer, he should uphold a fair and impartial attitude and never take sides with anyone.
His camera takes a panoramic view of the two, and his authentic English and slow tone make him look like an elegant gentleman, not a killer.
A lot of people are disgusted, but they can't help it. They are powerful and can force. On the contrary, Feng Changqing is silent all the time. But he knows that he can't let the other side attack. As a swordsman, he is the one who attacks. If a swordsman is allowed to defend, he might as well die.
However, he was about to start, but his face changed, and he quickly resisted the sword in front of him. Suddenly, an invisible ability wave came and hit him directly.
Feng Changqing's body flies backward, and then falls to the ground directly. The sword in his hand flies out. He shakes his right hand and finds that his tiger's mouth has been broken and bleeding.
He looked frightened. It seemed that something terrible had happened to him. Then he spewed out a mouthful of blood and went straight into a coma. Suddenly, many people were in an uproar. They thought that sadesay had used some secret moves. Of course, the big guy just guessed in secret, but he didn't dare to say it. Who said it? Do you think the people in the holy see are vegetarian?
Mao Zhifeng and others secretly hold on to their mobile phones, but they know that at this time they can only stick to it. At the same time, they look at Du Lei, who is obviously a Chinese, and Jing Qianqiu from Kunlun and Shanhe from Shaolin.
At this time, some regional cultures suddenly formed a estrangement, and some people from the East doubted whether sadesay had used shady moves, which was very bad for his image.
Sadesay had to explain: "that's just one of my attacks. You don't have to guess! I'm an orthodox gentleman. I'm not one of those people who uses dirty tricks. "
Sadesay came forward to clarify that although many people still didn't believe it, they had to be silent. John looked at sadesay and immediately liked it more and more. Although sadesay was not a member of their John family, he was very satisfied with everything of the other side.
"Well, I remember a woman of pure blood among my descendants?" He seems to remember something. Maybe he can make up for them.
The people of Shushan took the stage automatically and carried the unconscious wind Changqing down. They didn't speak or argue. They are such swordsmen. If they win, they win. If they lose, they lose. There's nothing to say. They talk with strength and fists.
Du Lei looks in the eye, sighs in his heart. Feng Changqing is not wronged. He is not as good as the sadesay, and his cultivation is poor. Although he has an indomitable momentum, he can't help the other side in the face of sadesay's invincible defense.
He had guessed the result for a long time, but he didn't expect that the battle ended so quickly, which made him a little surprised, but he lost in the end. He just hoped that Feng Changqing wouldn't fall into a trance, and finally missed his whole life. Failure is not terrible, what's terrible is that he can't bear it.
Just when he was meditating, Rudolph No.2 and Jing Qianqiu came on the stage. Maybe it was because Feng Changqing lost the last game inexplicably. So this time, there were many more people who helped Jing Qianqiu. There was always sympathy for the weak. Anyway, they were both from heaven.
Some Western powers are cheering for Jing Qianqiu. Among them are Mafia people, not only Rudolf, but also Jing Qianqiu himself. They are all shocked and immediately smile bitterly.
He is a person who is not good at words. He is not indifferent and speechless. He never thinks he is a lonely person, but he does not meet the person who makes him want to speak, because in his opinion, he is superior and overlooks everything, and no one is qualified to speak to him.
Rudolph is also a person with high self-esteem. It may be the best, but it may also be the worst when they meet such two people. When they look at each other, they suddenly burst out with a sense of war.
Dickens looked at Rudolph and was very pleased that there were successors. That's what he said.