Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 296 Bottled Prisoner (Twenty)
The sin-seeker who just appeared domineeringly was crushed by a direct blow?
It can be seen that even Patrick was a little confused by the results.

Looking at his hands, and then at the wreckage in the water, he looked thoughtful.

Even though the neck was broken, the inside was still empty, and nothing related to flesh and blood could be seen.

The next moment, a ball of flame escaped from the fracture, and then quickly spread throughout the body.

The same goes for the deformed head in the distance.

Although it was soaked in water, it did not affect the effect at all, and soon both were burned clean without leaving a trace.

Is it really empty?

Fu Qian stood not far away, seeing all this in his eyes.

I was still thinking before that it would be a bit too wasteful for this infinitely resurrected sin-seeker to consume a pair of armor every time.

It turns out that this thing exists in a rather special form.

Of course, when Fu Qian was observing here, he knew that someone was watching him.

"After killing me, he won't let you go."

Seeing Fu Qian looking up, Lin En spoke as fast as a diabetes insipidus.

In a desperate situation, he is really in a hurry right now.

"Let's kill this guy together, there is still a glimmer of life, otherwise you will end up in the same place."

"Look, I want to borrow the power of others."

However, what he didn't expect was that Fu Qian still looked completely reckless, and even sighed regretfully.

"With previous experience, I thought you were already a mature prisoner."

Fu Qian shook his head while talking.

"Show off your pride!"

Proud of your mother getting an X!

Lynn, who was trying to join forces, was instantly furious.

Although in his original plan, he never thought of really working together to kill Patrick.

As long as this person is willing to make a move, he will definitely be able to win a chance for himself to escape.

Unexpectedly, this product was completely unmoved.

Seeing that the chances of life are getting slimmer, the smiling face in Fuqian's eyes at this moment looks extremely hateful.

It's a pity that before he could really swear, he was forced to suck it back.

Patrick has re-locked him.

"I have to say, this time is actually simpler than I imagined, so simple that it's a bit boring."

Obviously hearing the plotting between the two, Patrick looked at Lynn with a grin.

"Next, I hope you can bring me a little surprise."

……

With a strong enemy in sight, Lin En swallowed, finally showing determination in his eyes, and a murderous intent loomed in his body.

Anyway, it is a middle-level extraordinary, and the battle of trapped beasts should not be underestimated.

And in the midst of this chill, this guy plunged into the water without saying a word.

After this beauty, the choice is still the wind.

Naturally, the butcher couldn't let him go, so he laughed violently, jumped up high, and stepped on the water.

The monstrous and huge waves rolled, mixed with bright red splashes.

On Patrick's right leg, dozens of criss-cross cuts appeared, which looked like torn fish skin.

Lynn poked his head out in the distance at this time, and he had already reached the shore.

Just now he pretended to escape from the water, but in fact he had already laid a trap secretly.

And it seemed that the plan was going well, which succeeded in overshadowing Patrick.

At this moment, the latter's injured leg looked torn apart, soaked in water, instantly staining the surrounding area red.

As for Lin En, who withdrew to the side, he didn't appreciate his victory at all, let alone take advantage of the victory to chase after him. He jumped to the shore in one step and ran wildly.

It can be seen that the core strategy of this man is obviously to escape.

The trap of his subordinates just now was just to fight for the best opportunity.

Unfortunately, the injured Patrick didn't hesitate at all.

The next moment, this man stomped down with his other foot, jumped up again with the recoil, and drew a dark red brilliance.

At the same time, a bloody hook chain was thrown out.

There was another twist ahead.

The hook chain shrouded in blood and fire twisted and trembled, tore several invisible nets, and went straight into Lynn's back.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Lynn finally turned around helplessly.

However, before he could make any movements, his facial features had already been deformed by the violent force.

"We can talk about—"

With a fierce Wuzhu punch, Lin En's words were interrupted instantly, and half of his body was enveloped in flames.

At the same time, Patrick's left cheek was also cut with a deep gash, and even the gums below were exposed.

puff!
The next moment, Lin En's body was like a sack, and he fell heavily on the ground, blood and flames flew all at once.

The strength is obviously crushed, and the play of injury for injury, Patrick's damage to him is obviously much stronger.

However, Lin En did not sit still, and rolled subconsciously after landing.

Then the last thing he saw was a bloody leg slamming down.

Amidst the dull sound, there was a splash of red and white, and Lynn's head was crushed directly.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Even so, Patrick still didn't let him go, and continued to stomp his legs continuously.

The strength is as strong as a mortar shell exploding.

It wasn't until the latter was turned into blood and flesh and completely lost its vitality that he stopped with satisfaction.

call!
Patrick exhaled, and looked up at the sky intoxicated.

After accepting this head, his body turned dark red, and the fire of crime became stronger than before.

The violent ravage just now made the wounds all over his body more torn, and he was scorched black by the fire of sin, making him look even more ferocious.

After a long time, this man finally turned around slowly, meeting Fu Qian's eyes.

"You don't run?"

Obviously, he didn't expect that this guy was really watching the show here, and he didn't even move a single step.

But no matter what the purpose is, it is always a good thing not to go.

Lin En, who dare not fight head-on, is really not having enough fun.

"Not urgent."

Fu Qian shook his head, his eyes never leaving him.

"Can I ask, have you seen the statue of the Goddess of Sin Karma?"

"...I've seen it, what's the matter?"

Patrick was taken aback by this strange question, and then laughed strangely.

"But you never prayed for purification, did you?"

Confirm the information you have received before paying.

"Why purify?"

While making an exaggerated expression, the butcher slowly stepped forward, full of pressure.

"I'm different from them. I don't need the salvation of some unknown goddess."

"Understood, thank you very much!"

Fu Qian nodded and thanked very politely.

"That's good, now the question-and-answer period is over."

The butcher clenched his fists.

"Unfortunately, if you didn't run just now, you won't have another chance now."

"I was really planning to go."

Fu Qian looked as if nothing had happened.

"But I'm a spectator."

Ok?
Patrick looked puzzled, then suddenly looked into the distance.

There were bursts of metal knocking sounds, and a figure holding a silver-white sword was striding forward.

Just like it wasn't that long ago.

(End of this chapter)