Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1092 Angel phantom, let your Lord come to me!

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The martial arts arena was silent.

Nie Niannian was a little taken aback, God damn, the person chosen by the Lord, spoke as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

Even Gu Chenggang couldn't help being startled, the sudden change made him think of something, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Also with a bad face, there are Luo Qian, the president of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, Hu Lianshan, the director of academic affairs, and others. Does the Holy See want to poach the wall?This exchange student was a little too bold and reckless.

But Di Po didn't take it seriously. He crossed himself reverently and said solemnly: "Omniscient and omnipotent Creator God, your believers have found a savior. He will drive away the darkness and let the glory of God spread all over the world."

Savior?
The corners of Nie Niannian's mouth twitched, it sounded so fantastical, this kind of ancient novel's extremely clichéd plot was actually played out on him today, and he suddenly felt a sense of blood dripping.

And for some reason, he always felt feverish in his spine, and felt an unreasonable disgust for this exchange student from the Holy See Martial Arts Academy.

"Young people from the West, this is not a place for you to preach." Hu Lianshan couldn't help but said coldly.

"Yes, what God, the Savior, we don't believe in that."

"A martial arts competition is a martial arts competition, what's the point!"

"Your lord is really all-knowing and omnipotent, why don't you go to level the ruins battlefield!"

Many students of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy disdain it. Although the knights of the Holy See are famous all over the world and the martial arts bestowed by the gods are powerful, this is the land of dragons, where the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are prosperous.

Not only the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, but even the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, many students have ugly faces. Although their purpose is not pure, but now it seems that they have clearly deviated from the direction.

Ti Po was not angry. Now that he found it, there was no one the Holy See could not take away. He looked at Nie Niannian with a smile on his face, and continued: "Nie from the east, you don't understand the divine power of the Lord, but when you get to the holy City, you will know that the light of the Lord is everywhere, and he will guide mankind to the light."

"I don't want to know who your lord is," Nie Niannian said coldly, "I'm not interested in being a savior either. Now it's a martial arts competition, not a preaching."

But Tipo shook his head and said, "Compared to the Lord, martial arts competition is not as important. Religion is free, isn't it? The international community recognizes that everyone has the freedom of belief. If you don't believe now, it doesn't mean you won't believe in it in the future."

"Tippo!"

This time, even Gu Chenggang couldn't bear it any longer. The vice president of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy said in a deep voice, "Please respect the exchanges between the two academy. of."

With a chuckle, Di pierced his blue pupils and said: "Dear Dean Gu, you should also know that according to the agreement between the Holy See and the countries, each year, you can have [-] quotas, and you can have divine rights for the countries." It is believed that the performance of the believers of our Lord in those countries on the battlefield of the ruins in these years should not disappoint everyone."

Gu Chenggang changed his color slightly. Indeed, this is an agreement between the Holy See and other countries. In recent years, believers from various countries who have been trained by the Holy See have indeed shown extraordinary combat power in the battlefield of the ruins, and eliminated a large part of the dark creatures. , and generally speaking, if there is no special reason, this kind of recruitment cannot be refused, and it does not depend on the will of the individual.

Not only Gu Chenggang, but also many professors and guest lecturers at the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, and even Hu Lianshan, the Director of Academic Affairs, and Luo Qian, the dean, all changed their faces. The general differences in culture and beliefs are not liked by the countries, but because of the relic battlefield and some unclear interests, the countries acquiesce in the existence of this limited recruitment.

No way!
Some students who were not very clear probably guessed from the changes in the expressions of their instructors and other high-level officials that the exchange student from the Holy See Martial Academy probably told the truth.

I @#￥%
In the martial arts arena, Nie Niannian felt that his stomach hurt and his liver hurt, why couldn't he refuse?Damn Holy See, damn savior, I'm just a little salty fish, okay?Never thought about saving the world, well, if I can do it in the future, I will work for temperament, but not in this way.

"I refuse!" Nie Niannian said with unkind eyes, "You've found the wrong person. I don't have any faith, so I won't be the believer you're looking for."

"It doesn't matter now, you will eventually be bathed in the glory of the Lord and be proud of it." Di Po said seriously.

boom!
It was Nie Niannian's fist that responded to him. He couldn't help it anymore. He wanted to beat this magic stick to death. Who the hell wants to believe in an inexplicable master? He is the descendant of the dragon born under the red flag, okay? Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism I haven't worshiped before, what the hell is going to the west to worship gods.

The heat in the spine continued, and Nie Niannian's fists were gushing with blood, like red clouds. At this moment, his energy was extremely strong, and his whole body seemed to be ignited. As if with the help of a god, the eight-step collapse fist broke the air, and even let out a slap in the face. The actual sound of waves.

boom! boom! boom!
Di Po's eyes sank, the shield palm cut off the fist, and the milky white inner energy in the palm condensed into a solid wall. Although the blood energy on the front of Nie Niannian's fist was constantly torn apart, a thicker inner energy gushed out soon, repairing it. gap.

The two fought fast, and the two figures on the martial arts field kept flickering like ghosts, and many instructors were focused on watching. This is definitely a fight at the level of a great martial artist, but compared to that Dipo, Nie Niannian The blood was so exuberant that it actually spilled out of his body. It was hard to imagine how his flesh and blood could hold it up.

"Nie from the east, it seems that it is necessary for you to realize the real gap between you and me!"

Even in the fight, Na Dipo was calm and calm, speaking calmly, showing enough ease.

"God shines in the world!"

With a head of gorgeous blond hair, with a long groan, the air twisted behind him, and an illusory figure appeared faintly, shrouded in milky white light, with a divine ring hanging above his head, it was...

"Angel!"

In the Martial Arts Hall, almost everyone was shocked, such as the guest lecturers, the dean Luo Qian, etc., were also moved. The legendary god-given martial arts, in order to display its true power, must be a devout believer. Only by being bathed in the holy light can this phantom of the holy angel manifest.

At this moment, behind Nadi Po, I saw a phantom of a holy angel in pure white armor, ten meters high, holding a bright sword, two pairs of white holy wings, golden eyes cold and ruthless, as if looking down from heaven. world.

call out!
Immediately, Nadi disappeared in a flash, and many instructors were blinded, the air was torn apart, and a sharp whistling sound came out.

not good!

Nie Niannian's mind was shocked, and he only had time to cross his arms across his chest, as if he was hit by a big hammer, and his whole body flew out like a meteor, falling seventy meters away.

His muscles and bones were almost torn apart, and his blood and qi were flying wildly, but he was broken apart by this blow, and it was difficult to reunite in a short time.

Staggering to his feet, Nie Niannian felt that his arms were about to split apart, they didn't look like his own at all, and he almost lost consciousness. The force of that palm just now was almost indestructible. Even if he is a great martial artist, few can compare to.

Look at that Dipo again, at this moment the phantom of the angel behind him is sacred and majestic, his blond hair dances lightly, gorgeous and crystal clear, his platinum battle suit is stained with light and inner energy, like a divine envoy, with his hands behind his back, he looks tens of meters away Nie Niannian outside, with a kind of scrutiny and overlooking, said indifferently: "Stupid people, the power of the Lord is beyond your imagination. He can give you half an hour to say goodbye to your loved ones. The Lord is not a ruthless God. "

Damn!

Many students and instructors were filled with anger, but that angel's phantom was too terrifying. The two pairs of sacred wings spread out, overflowing with light and rain, and the invisible majestic aura oppressed them so much that it was difficult for them to speak, even some martial arts masters. The professor, like a thorn on his back, showed a deep look of fear.

"I won't go with you." Nie Niannian staggered and said firmly.

"Before the Lord, you have no right to choose."

Di Po calmly said, shrouded by the phantom of the angel, he looked expressionless, as if he was overlooking the world from the perspective of God.

Luo Qian frowned, and was about to say something when he heard a calmer and more indifferent voice resounding in the martial arts hall, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"He won't go with you, he wants someone, let your master come to me." (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps! Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket.)
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