"etc!"
When Fang Cheng was about to take the people out, Isis called him.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you planning to attack directly like this?"
"if not?"
Fang Cheng wondered: "Do we still have to fight them one-on-one?"
Now that our side has the advantage in numbers and strength, with Fang Cheng's habit, of course there is no need to do anything fancy, just go up and push A straight up.
"We certainly don't need to fight one another."
Isis explained: "But Ophelia and Ghost Rider will definitely go to Dracula to join forces again and find a way to create a one-on-one environment. There is a story about horse racing that you should have heard of..."
She told an allusion similar to Tian Ji's horse racing.
Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows curiously: "Are you the roundworm in their stomachs? You can guess this."
Isis smiled: "I can't guess it accurately. If they want to gain a little chance of winning, this is the only way. People with a little intelligence should be able to guess it."
Fang Cheng and Peng Jie both had expressions like "I seem to hear you mocking me for being stupid."
However, Isis's guess is very possible. If the three of Ou Fei really adopt Tian Ji's method of horse racing, they may really have a chance of winning.
Although he will definitely not be able to defeat Fang Cheng in the end, the damage caused in the process will be great.
If you are not careful, everyone except Fang Cheng may be taken away in a wave.
Fang Cheng pondered: "Then what do you think we should do?"
"It's very simple."
Isis raised her hand and gently tapped Fang Cheng's chest with her slender fingers: "We can just change each other's appearance."
Fang Cheng looked down at her fingers, then stretched out two of his own fingers and poked at her.
Isis remembered the scene when she first met Fang Cheng and subconsciously covered her nose with her hand.
Fang Cheng tapped her chest with two fingers, causing a wave of shock: "It's even, don't touch other people's bodies next time. I mean I'm easier to talk to. If you were someone else, they would definitely treat you as sexual harassment."
Isis: "..."
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't be beaten now, she really wanted to pry open this bastard's head and see what was inside.
The two sides exchanged looks, and both Fang Cheng's bloodline abilities and Isis' idealism were able to achieve perfection.
Isis turned into Fang Cheng, and then watched Fang Cheng transform into herself, without any flaws. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "I didn't expect that my ability would grow to this extent in your hands."
The fifth level of blood source ability in her hands was already at its peak. After being sucked away by Fang Cheng, it was raised to level six, showing an almost omnipotent effect.
"Don't flatter me with my appearance."
Fang Cheng looked like Isis and waved his hand: "Let's go!"
When approaching Oufei and the others, Isis took the initiative to stand in front, while Fang Cheng was half a body behind her.
Just as Isis expected, as soon as the two sides met, the Ghost Rider rushed up and took Isis away.
Then Ou Fei, with a bully attitude, knocked out Fang Cheng, who was disguised as Isis.
Fang Cheng originally wanted to pretend to be Isis for a while to make Ou Fei happy again.
But when he started to fight, he couldn't pretend anymore, because the fist was too hard, and he couldn't wait to give Ou Fei a powerful blow to crack his skull.
Then came the subduing power, and the last deliberate punch, the damage was simply breathtaking.
Ou Fei was stunned by Fang Cheng's series of high bursts of damage, especially the last punch, which directly broke through the protection of God's power and injured her body.
Although the injury was not serious, it meant that the protection of God's power was no longer absolutely safe.
Ofee is not like Dais who has the flesh of a god, nor is she like Fa Meng who has the blood of a god. Her physical body is of average strength and is entirely protected by the power of the god.
Once the protection of God's power is insufficient, it will fall into an extremely dangerous situation.
Now, Ou Fei is already in such danger.
She escaped from the deep pit in the sand, covered in dirty dust, and the blood at the corner of her mouth was very clear.
Looking up, Fang Cheng no longer pretended to be Isis, but revealed his true face.
The plan failed again, and Fang Cheng, who was taken away by the Ghost Rider, must be Isis in disguise.
There was a flash of bitterness in Ou Fei's eyes. Her plans had failed too many times, and she was too numb to be angry.
Today is definitely not a good time to travel and use your brain. The more you try to scheming, the more miserably you will fail.
The desperate situation didn't give Ou Fei much time to think. Fang Cheng suddenly dodged and shot like a rocket, aiming at Ou Fei's face and punching him.
Ou Fei had to choose to dodge, but her movements were very jerky.
In the past, she never hid in battles. It was the enemies who were avoiding her divine power.
Now she also tastes what her enemies once had to dodge.
But when neither strength nor speed prevailed, and she was in poor condition, dodging could not delay her for any longer.
Fang Cheng's offensive continued like a tidal wave, leaving Ou Fei no chance to breathe. In addition, he had a variety of abilities at his fingertips, some of which were not very powerful, but could cause a lot of trouble.
Ou Fei soon fell into a situation where she was passively beaten. She was unable to even fight back, and was hit in the face with a deliberate punch from Fang Cheng, which made her fair and tender face red and swollen.
Her whole body was beaten and flew out, her left eye was swollen and narrowed into a line. When she saw Fang Cheng chasing after her with her right eye, she turned her body in the air and swept out with her right leg aimed at Fang Cheng.
She began to try to use her mother's body.
Fang Cheng, however, had no intention of confronting her head-on, and used Shadow Leap to sneak behind Ou Fei.
Ou Fei turned around to block Fang Cheng's sneak attack, but was knocked out again.
Fang Cheng treated her like a ball and kicked her around in the air.
Ou Fei could only barely resist, unable to make any effective counterattack.
On the other side, the battle between Dracula and Peng Jie also entered a fierce battle.
According to the failed plan, Dracula should have eliminated Peng Jie and his group within half an hour.
But it's obviously not that easy to fight.
Peng Jie's fighting ability is not as good as Dracula's, but he is particularly resistant to beatings. Dracula couldn't kill him despite all his efforts.
Coupled with the siege and harassment from the others, although Dracula had the advantage, it was difficult to win quickly.
As time passes, Orphen and Dracula become more and more anxious.
The Ghost Rider is definitely no match for Isis. Once she gets rid of the Ghost Rider and comes out again, no matter which side she helps, the situation in front of her will immediately collapse.
But Ou Fei and Dracula are at their wits end. One is struggling to cope with Fang Cheng's attack, and the other cannot win despite all their efforts.
The cheers in the air became more and more enthusiastic, and the audience in the clouds was very enthusiastic about this big battle.
These cheers sounded like bursts of ridicule to Ophi's ears, which were stoking her anger.
The cheers suddenly erupted into a climax. It was from Dracula's side. He was eager to attack but neglected to defend. He was injured by Peng Jie's counterattack with others, and the situation began to reverse.
Ou Fei's movements showed a slight sluggishness, and she was hit by Fang Cheng's solar rays before she could dodge. The burning sting made her angrier.
"I just like your incompetent and furious eyes."
Fang Cheng laughed and used the evil spirit to restrain Ou Fei.
"What did you say?"
Ou Fei angrily broke away from the chains, and then blocked Fang Cheng's fist with his knight's sword.
Bang!
The blade was beaten to an extreme bend, and the terrifying power turned into a shock wave that swept across all directions, causing ripples in circles.
Ou Fei used divine power to barely offset this force, and Fang Cheng's fists were already falling like raindrops.
"I say you are now a weakling who only knows how to be incompetent and furious."
While attacking, Fang Cheng snarled: "Send it to someone who wants to judge me for God. When I kill you all, then go and tear down Jerusalem and see what your god can do to me."
Judging from the experience of dealing with Dais and Famon, these four knights of the apocalypse have the power to sacrifice themselves to summon angels.
But that's the last resort, and it won't be used unless everything is exhausted.
Ou Fei is still unwilling to use it even though she has been beaten so badly.
Fang Cheng wanted to make a quick decision, but he could only start having a bad mouth.
The War Knight's temper is notoriously violent, like a powder keg, and a few taunts can make her explode.
Sure enough, Ou Fei's eyes suddenly turned red under Fang Cheng's ridicule.
"Shut up!"
She gave up her defense and poured the divine power into her knight's sword as if it were free of money. She aimed a slash at Fang Cheng, and the red sword light seemed to cut open the space.
Fang Cheng raised his hand and grabbed the chopped off knight's sword directly in his hand, letting the power of God cut a deep wound on his palm.
His other hand had already been swung out like lightning, hitting Ophelia's angry face.
boom!
Ou Fei's face was beaten with blood, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed forward again, attacking desperately.
Unfortunately, hard power is not something that can be compensated for easily.
Fang Cheng fought back while continuing his foul-mouthed taunts.
"Thankfully, you are still the second-ranked Knight of the Apocalypse. You can't even catch my fist. Did your previous reputation come from the hired sailors?"
"I killed Dai Si and Fa Meng as easily as I killed a chicken and a dog, and it's the same for you. I'll send you down to reunite with them right away."
Ou Fei kept yelling to shut up, struggling with Fang Cheng desperately, and then was beaten severely.
Fang Cheng didn't expect that Ou Fei could endure the scolding so harshly without using her ultimate move.
He began to change his mind, from having a bad mouth to having a cock in his life.
"Look at your face. There is nothing feminine about it. I don't know if you thought you were a man."
"Look at your breasts again. It's a smooth road, almost nothing. Even novice drivers are interested in taking a second look."
Ou Fei suddenly raised her right leg and pushed back Fang Cheng in front of her, because her angry face calmed down.
If a person is extremely angry, he will become very calm, which is the case with Ou Fei now.
Her bloodshot and red eyes stared coldly at Fang Cheng: "I know what your purpose is, yes, I will satisfy you!"
She raised her knight's sword, and the blade began to glow, and then began to disintegrate from the handle to the blade, turning into countless stars of light, floating into the air.
This was the third time Fang Cheng had seen this scene, so he didn't try to stop it.
The sacrificial process is irreversible, and any action will speed up the process.
Fang Cheng stepped back and distanced himself, and saw that Ou Fei's entire body had turned into light, completely disintegrating into countless rays of light, floating high in the sky.
The brilliance gathered in the sky, forming a magnificent gate to heaven. The gate was engraved with countless lifelike statues, and the auspicious clouds under the gate shone in all directions.
The cheers in the clouds were much lower, and the figure sitting on the throne seemed to be looking at the door to heaven.
Faintly hostile.
This is the capital of the undead, a paradise for undead creatures.
Such a door that exudes the aura of wealthy people is really incompatible with the environment here.
In the khaki mist, the door to heaven is looming, as if it will be closed at any time.
when! when! when!
The melodious bells rang, accompanied by thousands of people singing prayers, as if they were in a church.
The door to heaven finally opened slowly, opening a tiny crack.
In the endless dark starry sky behind the door, a golden light shot out.
A figure gradually formed in the light. It was a red-haired angel wearing a golden and red holy robe with six wings on his back.
Except for the wings, her appearance was exactly the same as Ophelia's, but her aura was completely different. When she appeared, a terrifying pressure fell directly on the entire arena, making the air feel heavy.
Fang Cheng directly raised his height to the same position as the opponent, and at the same time observed her data.
Name: War Angel
Level: 155
Gender: None
Category: God’s Creation
Favorability: -100
It is only 15 levels lower than Fang Cheng, and when fighting, the level should rise again.
A serious opponent.
The war angel's fiery eyes stared at Fang Cheng. There was only indifference in his eyes, and there was no anger that could affect his judgment.
Fang Cheng's eyes met hers, his eyes were slightly red, and there were two sun rays in his hand.
The War Angel allowed the sun's rays to fall on his body, which was blocked by his chest, which was as flat as a steel plate.
Her entire body is now made up of the power of God, and her combat power is several times stronger than before.
However, this state can only last ten minutes, and after ten minutes it will disappear completely along with himself.
War Angel will try to defeat Fang Cheng within these ten minutes, or drag him to death together.
Therefore, the most important thing is time, not a second can be wasted.
Danger!
A word of danger suddenly appeared in Fang Cheng's mind.
His mind was reminding him that danger was coming, something that had not happened for a long time.
The figure of War Angel suddenly disappeared from sight.
Fang Cheng suddenly turned around and punched.
War Angel had appeared behind him like lightning and also punched him.
boom--
The collision of fists from both sides caused a shock wave that turned into spherical ripples and spread out in all directions.
Even the air was squeezed into a white mist-like liquid by the extremely strong pressure, and then blown away, creating a brief vacuum area.
This punch was already evenly matched.
Fang Cheng grinned, but War Angel still looked indifferent.
Six wings spread out behind her, and a thundercloud was quickly born above her head. The power of God turned into a large amount of thunder and fell down, almost forming a thunder field, covering both of them.
The lightning at the speed of light fell on Fang Cheng, beating him until his body was smoking and his limbs were numb.
War Angel had two more spears condensed with divine power in his hands, and stabbed Fang Cheng like raindrops, turning the surface of his body into a hornet's nest in an instant.
Fang Cheng's whole body spread out in an instant, turning into a raging river of blood, suddenly wrapping the War Angel in it.
Crack! Snapped! boom!
A large amount of red lightning exploded from the blood, defeating the blood river.
War Angel waved his two guns, and the gun blades swept out pieces of red lightning. The extreme high temperature vaporized the surrounding blood.
Fang Cheng regained his body shape, and blood covered his body. After many days, he once again put on the blood suit.
The blood suit formed by the sixth level of steel blood is close to the strength of the steel body.
Fang Cheng condensed two bloody blades and aimed them at the war knight's head and struck them down.
War Angel raised his gun and attacked.
The two sides turned from hand-to-hand combat to a confrontation with cold weapons, and the sound of the collision of weapons was like a thunderbolt from the blue, making people's ears sting.
The two men were fighting fiercely in the air, and their figures could no longer be seen clearly. They could only see patches of red thunder and lightning falling, shattering the sand below.
Every bolt of lightning was made of the power of God and was infinitely powerful. Dracula, who was entangled with Peng Jie and others, had to stay away to avoid being affected by the fighting.
In the thunder field, Fang Cheng faced the thunder falling from the sky and dealt with the violent attacks of the War Angels one after another.
War Angel has no skills. With more than thirty times the speed and terrifying power, the two spears are like lightning.
Fang Cheng's body was paralyzed by lightning and his movements were slow, but he was not afraid at all. With the most powerful body and defense in the world, he resorted to exchanging injuries for injuries.
Whenever the war angel stabs his body with a spear, he will definitely respond with a bloody blade condensed from the blood of steel.
In just five minutes, the two sides had fought hundreds of thousands of times, and they still maintained a neck-and-neck situation.
War Angel became more and more urgent as she fought. Her level had climbed to 165, which was only 5 levels lower than Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng allowed the War Angel to attack crazily and remained motionless. As long as the last bit of time was delayed, the War Angel himself would collapse.
boom! boom!
The war angel's spear condensed thousands of thunderbolts and continuously bombarded Fang Cheng's body, shattering the bloody battle clothes covering his body and leaving holes in his steel body.
But such an injury healed in an instant, and Fang Cheng could not pose any threat.
Time passed by minute by minute, and three minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
Ophelia sacrificed herself to summon the War Angel, which lasted only the last two minutes.
She suddenly stopped, took out a red horn from her body, raised her head and blew it.
Woo——
The horn sounded, and countless lightnings in the thunder field gathered under the thunder clouds, forming a twisted door.
Fang Cheng's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously rushed to stop him.
The war angel who was blowing the horn suddenly threw his spear, hitting Fang Cheng's chest, and turned into countless lightnings, drowning him.
The twisted door in the sky opened a crack, revealing the endless dark starry sky behind.
A beam of golden light shot out from the sky and landed on the war angel.
The golden light poured into the body, causing the War Angel's body to glow with a dazzling light, instantly dispelling the thunderclouds and lightning.
She sacrificed the Sons of the Morning Star, who were still fighting Isis in Hell, with the help of the power within the gate.
Fang Cheng must be killed within the last two minutes.
