The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1286 Jade Rakshasa!
"Apollo, deal with them!"

Zuoshi looked ferociously like a ghost, and cast his eyes on Apollo, his tone was like an order!

He can't wait to tear the people in the underworld to pieces with his own hands, but he is already powerless. After all, with a broken hand, he has already lost his fighting power. At this time, he may not even be able to fight against an archbishop. Going up is just adding to the chaos, or It's just self-defeating,

He understood that this was Emperor Yan's purpose!

Sacrifice yourself in exchange for the chance of your subordinates to survive.

That sounds great...

However, you are doomed to be wishful thinking! ! !
"Andogawa, I am not from your temple. The agreement between us is that I will help you solve Yan Emperor, and I have fulfilled the agreement."

Apollo remained motionless, and then kindly reminded him.

"You'd better stop the bleeding first."

"you……"

The Zuo Envoy's eyes were angry. At this time, he was filled with volcanic anger. He only wanted to tear the people in the underworld into pieces. How could he care about his own injuries? Apollo developed hatred, but apparently there was nothing he could do about it.

"Head, is Emperor Yan really... dead?"

Although Cui Pan and Black and White Wuchang are still fighting bloody battles, but after Emperor Yan fell into Heihe, the outcome of this battle has lost most of the suspense. It is only a matter of time before the dust settles. When one's strength is exhausted, in a situation of isolation and helplessness, it is only a matter of time before one dies from exhaustion.

And it seems that none of them intend to break through.

Fight to the death.

This is planning to live and die with Emperor Yan.

"Perhaps...probably...should be..."

Adam said softly.

The fall of Emperor Yan undoubtedly represented the beginning of the decline of the underworld, but he, who had witnessed everything from beginning to end, was irrationally excited and excited.

"This world, starting today... will be much more boring."

He sighed, looking at the turbulent Heihe, his eyes might be called melancholy.

This should be the so-called irrelevant camp, the sympathy between heroes.

One is fierce and crazy, the other is tricky and ghostly. Black Impermanence and White Impermanence attack in completely different ways. One is like a monstrous raging wave, and the other is like a sharp silver needle, but they have the same effect. They are drawn into the quagmire-like anxious battle, no one dares to take it lightly, otherwise they may die on the spot in an instant!
The scythe of death danced wildly, fierce and pervasive, even if it was only used with the left hand, no one dared to challenge its sharpness. Although it was covered with bruises, the bloody aura of black impermanence without fear of life and death still gave a great shock to the red-robed bishops. The sense of oppression makes it difficult to expand the results of the battle for a while.

However, with the passage of time and the decline of strength, the advantage in the number of temples finally began to inevitably manifest.

"Heiwuchang, give up resistance!"

A red-robed bishop once again found a flaw in Heiwuchang's violent offensive, touched his back silently, kicked his broad back, Heiwuchang vomited blood, and staggered forward uncontrollably. The offensive froze in an instant, at this moment, Li Haotian and another red-robed master seized the hard-won opportunity, stomped on the ground, and pounded Hei Wuchang's chest and abdomen vigorously with several consecutive fists.

"Wow!"

The huge and ruthless impact made Heiwuchang hit the back hard.

"It's over."

Everyone understands that this fateful battle between the temple and the underworld will soon have its final result.

"Bai Wuchang, today's battle will become a glorious page in my life, and your name will become my medal of honor!"

The breakthrough of Hei Wuchang's battle situation instantly affected the entire battlefield. The spirits of several red-robed bishops who were in charge of besieging Bai Wuchang were suddenly shocked, and their momentum became more violent. With the price of a broken bone and the help of several companions, Bai Wuchang's wrist was successfully clasped, his waist was strengthened, and he was thrown away with all his strength.

At the same time, a red-robed bishop swung his iron leg at the same time, aiming at Bai Wuchang's lower ribs and violently kicked him up.

"boom!"

Bai Wuchang's body was shocked, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, he took a few steps back and before he raised his head, a bishop had already turned around and attacked, his footsteps scraped the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust, and his sharp eyes fixed on Bai Wuchang.

Between the flashes and flints, the amazing tacit understanding is fully revealed!

As strong as Bai Wuchang, he had no choice but to passively choose to defend, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, to block the archbishop's sinister round kick.

boom! ! !
When the two collided, a huge force erupted, and the attack of the red-robed bishop was blocked, while Bai Wuchang successfully escaped from the dangerous situation with the help of the counter-shock force, and rolled on the spot until he was eight meters away.

"Don't give him a chance to breathe, let's go together!!!"

After finally taking the initiative, several red-robed bishops naturally couldn't give up easily. They stamped their feet on the ground and turned around to shoot.

"court death!"

Bai Wuchang suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, his toes lightly touched the ground, but his body shot out like an arrow from the string, breaking through the barbed attack net built by the three red-robed bishops like lightning, and lightning appeared beside the fourth person!
"Be careful!!!"

"laugh!!!"

Two sounds sounded at the same time.

The companion's reminder didn't have any effect. The skin of the human body was as fragile as paper under the sharp and cold fingertips. The back of the red-robed bishop's neck was directly cut, the flesh and blood were separated, and the bones were broken.

"Bai Wuchang!!!"

The two red-robed bishops reacted extremely quickly, and soon appeared on both sides of Bai Wuchang, one on the left and one on the right, pouring all their ruthless attacks on the white robe!

"Pfft!"

There was a sharp tearing sound, and Bai Wuchang fell to the ground. The black gold white robe that shook the world was already torn, and it was covered with blood and mud.

"Bai Wuchang, after today, you will be removed from the list, follow your leader!"

"noob!"

Hei Wuchang, who was also in danger, turned his head, his eye sockets enlarged, and rushed towards Bai Wuchang recklessly, but a foot hit him like a flying drill, smashed it into the air, and slid far away by rubbing against the ground.

"Hell?"

The Zuo Envoy grinned grimly, looking at the black and white impermanence who had fallen into a doom.

"Starting today, the name Hell will disappear from this world!"

Before the words fell to the ground, a ghostly figure came from outside the battle circle. The afterimage flickered, but was as fast as light. Feishu, Zhishi, Xinshu, and Shenshu are the four death points of the famous red-robed bishop!
Everyone has exhausted a lot of strength and energy up to the moment of the battle. No one expected that someone would enter the battlefield at this time. They were caught off guard. The two unfortunate red-robed bishops were shocked instantly, their bodies stiffened instantly, and then the seven orifices bleed. Killed on the spot!
Killing the two bishops in an instant, the figure lightly landed beside Bai Wuchang and helped him up.

The audience looked sideways.

Zuo Shi's eyes trembled, he was uncertain, and after staring for a moment, his face was gloomy, and he said every word,
"Yu... Luo... Sha?!"

(End of this chapter)