The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1267 The Battle of Fate
Heiwuchang let out a breath, his eyes were cold and stern, he was holding the death scythe tightly, and was about to rush to the right, but Li Futu stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Nochyev, do you know what I've always admired about you?"

The right envoy slowly stood up straight, not in a hurry to launch an offensive, his murderous eyes met Li Futu's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I would like to hear more about it."

"confidence."

Li Futu took a step forward, walked in front of Hei Wuchang, faced to the right, and spoke calmly.

"You have been ordered to hunt and kill me for nearly ten years, every time is inevitable, but to this day, I am still standing here intact, what is rare is that you are still as confident as ever, this quality is really rare and precious. "

After a pause, Li Futu ignored the envoy's cold and murderous expression, and slowly said, "I wonder if Lord Andogawa is okay now?"

Andochuan, the left envoy of the temple, was severely injured in the battle against the Weishui River in Longguo. Since then, he has disappeared from the eyes of the world and is still recovering from his injuries.

Right made the corners of his mouth twitch, like a smile, but that kind of smile didn't have any warmth, and paired with the murderous eyes, it was even more weird and gloomy, which made people frightened.

"Don't bother Emperor Yan, the gift by the Weishui River will be returned in full today!"

Following the voice, the aura of the right envoy began to gather, and climbed at a speed visible to the human eye, and the surrounding air seemed to start to surge.

His eyes were like needlepoints, he fixed his eyes on Li Futu, and hissed slowly: "Emperor Yan, the grievances between you and me, let's draw a complete end today!"

"Back up."

Not only did Sente not intend to help, he even saw that the war was about to break out, so he immediately led his troops to withdraw to a safe distance, facing the heavens far away, and chose to stand by as if he had a heart.

At this time, the right envoy had no time to accuse Adam of treachery, the arrow had already been wound, and he had no choice but to shoot!

"Kill them all!"

Sen Leng issued an emotionless order, his pupils narrowed a little, and he swooped towards Li Futu like a bird of prey.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time!!!"

Hei Wuchang laughed instead of being startled, roared loudly, swung the death scythe wildly, stomped his feet and shook his feet, advanced instead of retreating, gave up his right envoy, and locked several red-robed bishops with ferocious eyes.

Cui Pan and Bai Wuchang, who had already been ready for battle, approached several red-robed bishops like ghosts without sound, even faster than Hei Wuchang!

"boom!"

The Right Envoy and Li Futu have already fought against each other.

Fist to fist.

The majestic force spread out, and the air shook layer by layer!
Let's fight!
"Head, fighting Auschwitz yesterday, the temple was severely damaged, and three red-robed bishops died. Although they still have the upper hand in numbers, there are some ruthless people in the underworld, Cui Pan, black and white, These are all figures at the top of the Heavenly Rankings, and the judge who urged him to order is even the best of the Heavenly Rankings. Rumors are only one step away from the Human Emperor, and they may break through at any time. Not high either."

Carnegie focused on the battlefield and made an analysis rationally and objectively.

In fact, because he and the temple are "allies" at present, his conclusion is inevitably a bit conservative. From the perspective of a true bystander, the five red-robed bishops have no chance of winning against the second, fifth and sixth in the ranking .

"Just staring at the cards, that's what an idiot would do. A smart gambler, who would show his cards on the table? Do you think Nokiyev will really be blinded by hatred to do something he's not sure about?"

Adam squinted his eyes and said calmly, as if he had confidence in his 'allies'.

"In your next life, remember to have a good master!"

A cold and hostile voice gushed out from his throat. Hei Wuchang had already confronted a red-robed bishop, and the Death Scythe swung around, drawing a full and explosive arc in the air!

The red-robed bishop had stretched out his arm and was stabbing at Hei Wuchang's shoulder blade at a tricky angle. Seeing this, he had to stop the attack and turn around and choose to dodge.

If he didn't hide, he could leave a blood hole in Hei Wuchang's body, but his left arm would also be lost.

Hei Wuchang seemed to have expected that the other party would not dare to use wounds to fight for harm. With a grim smile, he instantly transformed his attack from a slash to a horizontal slash. The Death Scythe tore through the air, and fiercely and swiftly cut towards the red-robed bishop's waist!
"Stop being arrogant!"

A cold shout sounded from above his head, the red-robed bishop was indeed not a deceitful person, noticing the crisis situation on the local battlefield, a red-robed bishop broke away from the battle with Bai Wuchang, turned around, fell from the sky, and stepped on the death scythe superior.

"boom!"

Shen Meng's strength changed the trajectory of the Death God's Scythe, and it fell to the ground, more than three inches into the ground, and pulled the red-robed bishop back from the brink of being cut in half.

"court death!"

Hei Wuchang suddenly raised his head, his eyes trembled, fierce and tyrannical, he simply abandoned the Death Scythe, and suddenly grabbed the opponent's ankle.

"let go!"

The red-robed bishop raised his other foot, and was about to stamp Hei Wuchang's wrist, but Hei Wuchang never gave him a chance to escape calmly.

"Since you're here, stay forever!"

Scalp-numbing gloomy words sounded, Hei Wuchang's arm muscles surged under the skin like small snakes, and then seemed to swell, the whole arm was three points thicker, and then he grinned ferociously, grabbed the self-sacrificing man The ankle of the red-robed bishop abruptly swung it around!

Spinning once in the air, Heiwuchang's feet suddenly hit the ground, exerting force on his waist, his face trembled, and his upper body suddenly leaned forward!
The red-robed bishop smashed to the ground like a sandbag of human flesh!
"Get out of here!"

The body turned into a sharp arrow, and the red-robed bishop turned back, his body turned into the air, his feet were like diamonds, and he attacked Hei Wuchang fiercely!

He wanted to force Hei Wuchang to let go, but Hei Wuchang didn't accept this trick at all, and ignored the attacking feet.

"boom!"

The muffled sound shook the heartstrings.

Almost at the same moment, Hei Wuchang flew out sideways, and the red robe gradually fell to the ground fiercely.

Even though Lirenyuan's soil is soft, under the violent force, the red-robed bishop collided violently with the ground, and all the force exploded in his body, rushing like a flood, most of the ribs on his back were broken, and his internal organs were broken. As if shifting, Qi and blood rushed upwards, rushing out of his mouth uncontrollably.

Even though every person in the red robe is a person of great perseverance, the severe pain like a centipede devouring his body still distorts his face and facial features, his eyes are round and protruding, and he can't help but let out a scream.

Those who see it are shocked, as if they feel the same.

"hey-hey……"

On the other hand, Hei Wuchang stopped retreating seven or eight steps away, the skin on his shoulder was scratched, bloody and bloody, but he didn't seem to feel anything, he slowly twisted his shoulder joint to reset the joints, staring at the painful pain lying on the ground The red-robed bishop still had a bloody and wild smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)