Chapter 743

The Holy Spirit No. 17 saw his prey's lips wriggling and seemed to be saying something, but he didn't care. He just repeated the declaration of the Lord of the morning.

It was a warning to the infidels and the final notice.

"after a long time, it turns out that what you've been doing is just a self-discipline weapon of war, which can't even be regarded as a piece of garbage..." Xu Yichen controlled his abdominal muscles to make the slide faster and avoid the vital organs.

[advanced regeneration] the talent made his fighting style more unscrupulous and bloody, and replacing injuries with injuries became the most efficient tactics.

"This is the warning of the Lord of the morning to you, do not try to touch the things of the gods, mortals." The angel looks like a slender arm cast by steel. The super long sword and the weight of the demon hunter can not make it shake at all: "only the Lord of the morning is the hope of the world, and only mortals who believe in him can survive the coming disaster."

"Give up your faith, SELIS." The angel raised his sword a little higher so that he could see clearly the pagan faces: "or give your life."

"Let the Lord of the morning play with his eggs in his bungalow." Xu Yichen raised his head and looked at the angel in both eyes: "he is just a sad man living in a nut shell, but he still fantasizes that he is a mental patient of the king of the universe!"

While speaking, Xu Yichen raised her hand and poked the "elegant tear" into the angel's chest. Her other hand held out two fingers and poked at the nearby eyes!

There are no rules for life and death. Xu Yichen has always been a pragmatist. He often uses the skills of inserting eyes, kicking crotch and joint skills.

However, the angel in front of him is two meters tall and has long limbs. The demon hunter hanging on the weapon can't even attack the position below the chest of the opponent.

Xu Yichen was not disappointed by Valeria's steel weapon. The angel seemed to be stunned for a moment because of his blasphemous words, and failed to make the right response. The [elegant tearing man] passed through the position of the other party's heart.

However, from the angel's performance point of view, for mortals is the key heart part, it seems that there is no big impact.

"Bold!" The angel's unchanging mood finally fluctuated. He had seen countless heretics, blasphemous people, and the group of mortals known as the Witch King, but he had never seen such a maverick.

Those people either believe in other gods, or try to gain access to the power of the gods, but even the believers of evil gods dare not blaspheme the gods like this, except for those who are corrupted by chaos.

Even the wizard king, who is recognized by the gods to be detached from the mortals, has a trace of awe for the gods in his heart and admits their high status.

But the angel could feel that he believed every word he said. He really put himself above the gods!

At this moment, even if the Lord of the morning deleted the emotional module of Holy Spirit No. 17, he still felt as if he was about to burn up.

The angel's eyes burst out as strong as a 2000 watt light bulb, and the magic hunter's fingers felt the amazing heat!

Xu Yichen forcefully twists his body on the blade to avoid the angel's angry light. His right hand is carbonized rapidly in the hot light.

When the heat rays stopped, the hand of the demon hunter was burnt black, as if it would turn into fly ash at the touch.

But Xu Yichen still did not take back his hand. He continued to move forward with carbonized fingers. The angel did not stop him. For a moment, the heretic in front of him seemed to overlap with the image of the young priest.

When the carbonized finger touched the angel's cheek, Xu Yichen's finger broke and fell. He used the rest of his palm to scratch the angel's forehead to his chin, leaving three black marks.

"There has never been a savior, nor a divine emperor. We mortals will save ourselves and the world in our own way." In front of the angel, Xu Yichen cut off his left hand with the elegant tear maker and let the stump fall to the ground: "and you don't even understand why we fight."

"I will remember what you said today, mortals, never forget that you are challenging the greatest God in the world." In the vague perception of spirit No. 17, the part that belongs to Raphael Michelangelo is shaking.

"And tell your Lord that you are challenging the greatest nation in the world." Xu Yichen narrated with plain tone: "go to your God."

As soon as the sword in his hand shook, the angel directly cut the demon hunter's waist and turned it into two pieces. He fell to the ground from a height of more than ten meters, but his face still had a contemptuous smile.

Before Xu Yichen fell to the ground, the wound on the angel's chest was in a ray of light, self healing.

"I Cao, it's over, it's over!" Li Yanlong madly sent a message to Yang Yuefan: "the head was cut in two, the green skin of the girl was blown out, and the angel was not damaged! What should I do? "

This time, li really felt that he was finished, although death in the game is not something difficult to accept.

But what about the mission?The head of such a fierce person, but also went up to play a muzzle gun, delayed a bit of time, was killed, what should he do?

"Hi! Birdman with wings, do me a favor Li Yanlong kept hitting the shield with his sword, trying to attract the angel's attention.

Ji WanBing silently shot out the arrow without any deterrent power with his bow and arrow. The angel didn't even want to hide, but blocked the arrow with his wings.

These pagans will die sooner or later, but the first task of Holy Spirit No. 17 is to find the stone of the world. His sharp eyes constantly sweep through the inner city.

Pagan, pagan, pagan, besides pagan or pagan, the stone of the world has not been activated, and even the gods can hardly find its existence. The angel can only make sure that it is nearby.

The rest of the retribution group players are like moths to the fire, trying to attract the angel's attention, even for a second.

Taking advantage of the random touch on the wall of the half spirit to see a look, immediately feel bladder incontinence, turn to leave.

Angel is not a legendary creature that ordinary people dare to provoke. Even if you are a legendary strong man, you can't kill him. He will only return to the kingdom of God.

If someone has touched him, even if he has been registered in the church, you will always be included in any large-scale anti pornography and anti-corruption activities.

Risking being photographed to death, Fan Li, the assassin, approached the "corpse" of a demon hunter. One hand dragged his lower body and the other pulled his upper body to flee in confusion.

After all, what if it's a miracle?

Master Sanzang is the only one in the retribution battle group who is considered as a high-level professional. At this time, he had to change into a Vajra body to act as a human shield. The monk who could not fly or had no means of long-range attack suffered from the environment.

At this time, under the leadership of samurai Saiwen, the sword protection team finally stepped into Wangxiang city.

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