Fists collided with fists, thunder and lightning and incandescent light erupted, and the power of the abyss and sea was transmitted along the fists. Liu Wei'an's body sank, and the entire hillside dropped down.
When the shock wave overflowed, Liu Wei'an changed from lying to a standing position, with his back slightly arched. The shock wave came to his body like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any waves. The hem of Huang Yueyue's skirt behind him remained as usual and was not affected by it. Little impact.
Liu Wei'an stared at a ball of light and shadow in mid-air with lightning in his eyes. It was actually a person, emitting incandescent light, full of holiness and purity, but filled with terrifying destructive power.
The light was so dazzling that his demon eyes could only see a blurry shadow. It was an old man with gray hair and a thin figure.
The old man seemed to appear above his head out of thin air, and a ray of light fell down, like the Milky Way pouring down. Liu Wei'an took a deep breath, his Dantian surged, and a terrifying breath flowed through the meridians throughout his body.
The fist lit up with silver light, and thunder and lightning wrapped around it. Boom - the whole space resounded with thunder, and the fist penetrated the white light. When it was about to hit the old man, a sharp breath appeared. It was a sword, a black sword. Under the holy white light, there was a black sword. The evil sword.
"Suppress the Soul!" Liu Wei'an noticed the terrifying aura of the evil sword, and immediately felt something bad. The runes on his left hand shone, and the Soul Suppression immediately swept the world, but unfortunately it was still a moment too late.
The tip of the sword pierced the fist, and it was split at the first touch. Liu Wei'an trembled all over, as if struck by lightning. Huang Yueyue behind him could see clearly that a drop of blood fell from Liu Wei'an's fist, smashing a bottomless hole in the earth. This drop of blood was incredibly heavy. .
"Dark Emperor Sutra!"
"Red Sun Palm!"
"Ask the heart!"
"Great Judgment Fist!"...Liu Wei'an was angry. When darkness enveloped the hillside, a gentle force pushed Huang Yueyue away from the hillside. This enemy was too powerful. Liu Wei'an had no time to take care of Huang Yueyue, so he could only Send her far away.
Huang Yueyue did not struggle and allowed the force to bring her to a safe place. She watched the darkness covering the entire hillside shaking violently, as if a wild beast was struggling, with worried eyes.
After entering the Mayan Empire, Liu Wei'an was fighting for the first time and did not dare to let her be by his side. This showed that this enemy was very scary and Liu Wei'an had to concentrate on it and had no time to care about others.
White rays of light pierced the darkness and rushed out, but each time they flashed away and could not last. As the white light became more and more dense, Huang Yueyue's heart also rose.
At this time, members of the church rushed out of the trap area and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Ping An Army. Li Ershui, Elephant, Leader Yang, Lu Laocan, Northwest Lame Wolf, Wild Beast Bao Xiong, Ice and Snow Goddess, Tong Chongguang ... Judging from the number of people, there are many people on the Ping An Army side, but judging from the top experts, there are many people on the Church side.
The people from the church are all elites. Most of the Ping An Army are city guards from the Ancient Moon City. They can deal with ordinary zombies, but they are unable to deal with the clergy of the church, but it can still be delayed for a while.
The church was hit by a round of explosions and snipers, killing one-third of them, and also killed several hidden masters and a temple knight. Almost everyone else was injured, and their combat effectiveness was affected.
The morale of the Ping An Army was high. The elephant immediately picked on the Temple Knight and chose the most brutal head-on confrontation. He fought the cavalry with flesh and blood, and was defeated by him. The Temple Knight was forcefully forced back more than ten meters. In this scene, This greatly damaged the morale of the church. The eyes he looked at the elephant were filled with deep fear.
The dazzling sword light cut through the sky and disappeared in a flash. The two black-robed monks were still wondering whether they were blinded by what they saw, because Li Ershui's sword was still in the scabbard and had not been drawn out. Suddenly, they felt that their consciousness was slipping. When fear emerged in their hearts, their consciousness fell into endless darkness. The white-robed monks beside them could see clearly, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the brows of the two black-robed monks.
Click - click - the tooth-piercing sound of bone breaking sounded. The blue-robed monk turned his head to look, his eyes suddenly bursting with fire, and the two white-robed monks were trembling all over. Their weapons were thrown to the ground. There was a bloody black boy hanging on their necks. The bloody black boy ate their necks with big mouthfuls. The white-robed monk wanted to tear off the bloody black pupils, but he couldn't pull them. In a few breaths, the two of them couldn't move. The white-robed monk fell to the ground and continued to pull the black boy's blood until he died.
Tong Chongguang's strength is average, still at the Silver level, and he is inconspicuous in the talented Ping An Army. However, the dirty-blooded black boy he raised is extremely domineering. There was a dirty-blooded black boy before, and now there is another one. However, he was able to walk sideways among the zombies. He was now more handsome than the necromancer. He was hiding next to the sniper in the distance without having to do anything. The two dirty black boys took care of the killing.
Poof - a white-robed monk wanted to sneak attack Master Yang. When he was about to succeed, his head exploded like a broken watermelon. With a snap, the body flew more than three meters and fell to the ground.
The white-robed monk forgot one thing. This battlefield is different from the zombie battlefield. On this battlefield, the enemy has long-range support.
During the melee between the two sides, the frequency of sniper shooting decreased, but the accuracy increased. They either did not shoot or were completely sure. Basically, when a gun was fired, a cleric died or was injured. This was like a death stare. This style of play puts great psychological pressure on the church.
Originally, due to injury, he lost some combat power, and due to distraction, he also consumed some combat power. He could only exert less than 70% of his strength.
Buzz - a dull collision sound came, and the chariots that were driving hundreds of meters away all turned their heads, and saw that the darkness on the hillside was shattered, and a white light rushed out, flying diagonally into the sky, and the white light on the body was scattered and broken, revealing the truth. The face is that of an ordinary-looking, thin old man. The old man's heart is deeply sunken. He flies to the highest point and falls in a parabolic trajectory. The look in his eyes disappears as the height drops.
Snapped! The old man fell on the edge of the battlefield and would never move again. On the battlefield, the clergy of the church were all cold.
On the hillside, no, it shouldn't be called a hillside now. The hillside has been flattened. There is no expression on Liu Wei'an's face, and the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth shows the danger of this battle.
After half a cup of tea, he took a long breath and his expression returned to normal. At this time, the battle was coming to an end. The ground was covered with the corpses of church members. Only the clergy who were still fighting were There are 6 left.
