Song Ziyu certainly knew what Vermeer was thinking.
Vermeer must have been annoyed by this Holy Son Dracula.
However, Song Ziyu decided to take action.
Of course, he took action not to stand up for Vermeer, but to shock these guys!
There is a saying that you can hit someone with one punch, so you don't get hit by hundreds of punches.
That's the truth.
If you want to go to the Holy Mountain, you must establish your authority. Otherwise, who knows how many things will happen next.
Song Ziyu took a step forward and then confirmed again: "Are you sure you want to fight me?"
"Stop talking nonsense, come here and die!"
Dracula was very arrogant. When he spoke, he did not forget to look around. Everywhere he looked were the saints who were watching the excitement.
Obviously, Holy Son Dracula also wanted to use this opportunity to show off his military power.
Luckily, so am I.
Then, this fight between dragons and tigers is inevitable.
However, it is not clear whether it is the king covering the tiger or the chicken stewed with mushrooms.
Maybe King Kong fights ***.
Song Ziyu slowly walked out of the Faceless Man soldiers surrounding him, but Ah Fa blocked him.
"You don't have to do it yourself, I can do it for you." Ah Fa, holding a cigar in his mouth, was eager to give it a try.
It was obvious that Ah Fa, who had recovered from his injury, wanted to try his luck.
This pig-worm-like guy in front of him is definitely a good whetstone for Afa.
However, Song Ziyu declined Ah Fa's kindness.
"I'll do it, someone is watching."
Song Ziyu looked into the void, seemingly looking at each other with a pair of eyes that didn't belong here.
Song Ziyu knew that some powerful guys were spying on him.
Do you want to see my strength?
Then give you this opportunity!
The battle is about to break out!
"Boy, how dare you play with my woman? I will tear you into pieces!"
A flash of red lightning arrives!
The scorching light flashed past along with the figure.
Holy Son Dracula howled and charged towards Song Ziyu.
It has to be said that Dracula, the Holy Son, is indeed very fast, much faster than ordinary people. Bolt will probably only be able to eat dust when he comes.
The figure flashed by quickly!
Dracula was approaching quickly like a red jumping dragon. The speed and inertia made every jump of Dracula feel like he was trampling the ground.
The powerful aura blew up a red whirlwind.
This whirlwind soared upwards, with a power that shook the sky.
"Oh, what a big noise!"
Facing the terrifying power of Holy Son Dracula, Song Ziyu actually whistled.
Damn it, he didn't regard the Holy Son Dracula as an opponent at all.
"Boy, are you looking down on me? Ah!"
Holy Son Dracula was so angry that he bumped directly into Song Ziyu.
That's right.
The reckless man's attack is so simple, direct and crude.
Perhaps, in the eyes of Holy Son Dracula, even if he bumps into him, he can kill the disgusting guy in front of him!
But Dracula miscalculated.
He rolled up all the dust around him and roared past with a gust of wind.
The expected impact did not come. Dracula rushed out for several hundred meters, turned around suddenly, and found that he had hit a lonely place.
After finally stopping, Dracula looked back, only to see Song Ziyu, whom he wanted to hit to death, still standing motionless.
Weird!
Weird!
Are you afraid that there is something wrong with your eyesight?
Dracula stood there in confusion, wondering what went wrong.
"The speed is very fast, but the brain is not good." Song Ziyu commented matter-of-factly
.
Phew!
There was a burst of ridicule from all around, apparently coming from the saints watching the battle.
These saints thought they would see an evenly matched battle, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be like a monkey trick.
How can this not make everyone want to laugh?
The laughter made Dracula furious.
Thinking about how prominent his status was in the temple, yet being ridiculed by others, Dracula became a little angry on the spot.
"Why are you laughing? Do you want to die?"
Dracula roared loudly.
Everyone fell silent when they heard Dracula's roar.
Immediately, Dracula placed all the blame for his humiliation on Song Ziyu.
Without another word, Dracula charged again.
This time!
Dracula's speed is faster, and the energy bursting out of his body is more powerful.
But unfortunately, Dracula still found himself lonely.
"Asshole, do you just know how to dodge?"
Dracula hit the air twice in a row, and his whole body was a little manic: "Don't hide if you have the guts."
"Haha, if I don't hide, you might be in trouble." Song Ziyu said with a smile.
"Stop talking nonsense and come here to die!"
Dracula no longer quarreled, but walked towards Song Ziyu step by step.
This is the rhythm of clenching fists and preparing to smash Song Ziyu's head.
Looking at Dracula walking step by step, Song Ziyu looked at it calmly, with a smile on his face.
"You know what? When I look at your face, I feel the rage that I want to tear your face into pieces." Dracula approached step by step.
"If you have the ability, you can do it." Song Ziyu smiled lightly.
Finally, the two met at a very short distance!
"I caught you!" Dracula smiled ferociously and stretched out his hand to grab Song Ziyu.
Dracula's attacks are ruthless and full of overwhelming power.
However!
Facing the sandbag-sized fist, Song Ziyu not only showed no fear, but instead raised his palm.
what is this?
Seeing Song Ziyu's way of fighting back, Dracula couldn't help but be slightly dazed, completely confused as to how Song Ziyu was going to deal with him.
Then the next second, Dracula knew.
The slap seemed slow, and it came too late after Dracula took action.
but!
But this slap came first like a ghost. It first casually swung away his corpse claws, and then slapped him in the face.
However……
Dracula felt like the world was spinning, and his head seemed to be split.
After that, there will be no more.
Song Ziyu slapped Dracula's neck and beat him to pieces.
At this time, Dracula probably only had his last breath hanging on his life.
Song Ziyu was a little dissatisfied with this result.
"The brain is quite hard."
Song Ziyu muttered, ready to step forward and kick Dracula in the head.
At this time, the entire arena was silent!
Everyone was stunned by Song Ziyu's sudden slap!
"This kid has grown to this point." Afa couldn't help but admire.
Song Ziyu raised his feet very slowly.
Song Ziyu was waiting for the owner of those eyes to react.
You guys behind the scenes, if you don't express your feelings, I will really step on you.
"stop!"
The sound is like thunder.
Above the sky, a huge and thick bone hand suddenly poked out of the snow-capped mountain clouds and swatted at Song Ziyu fiercely.
Is this guy planning to turn Song Ziyu into a pulp in one go?
"Well done!"
Song Ziyu was not afraid, and actually raised his hand to the sky.
boom!
Overwhelming!
The sun and moon are upside down!
An incredible scene occurred.
The bone claw, which was more than one meter in diameter, was stuck in mid-air by the wall of air and could not fall down.
Song Ziyu stood under the bone claws with an evil aura, and his aura was so terrifying that even when faced with an indescribable monster, Song Ziyu still looked calm and relaxed.
The two sides were in a stalemate like this for about a few seconds. The atmospheric pressure at the foot of the snow-capped mountains seemed to be affected and became extremely oppressive.
"Still not letting go? Don't blame me for not saving face for you."
Song Ziyu suddenly spoke and spoke lightly to the void.
At the same time, Song Ziyu's hands slowly touched her waist.
At the waist is a sword.
The blade was slowly unsheathed for only a third of the time, and the white light of the roaring tigers and roaring dragons seemed to be unable to be suppressed.
It was as if he could feel the great murderous intent coming from the blade.
The bone palm above the sky actually withdrew directly.
The condensed air finally returned to its original state, and a figure flew from the sky.
The person who came looked like an immortal, wearing a blue-grey robe, with his beard and hair flying in the air.
Hey guys.
At first glance, he thought he was an expert, but when Song Ziyu took a closer look, he saw that the pupils of this old guy's skeletal face were blooming with a terrifying red light... What else could he be if he wasn't a zombie with astonishing evil power?
The old zombie came through the clouds and mist, and slowly landed in front of Song Ziyu.
No introduction was needed as everyone around him fell to their knees.
Almost everyone, including Vermeer, knelt on the ground and saluted the immortal old zombie in front of them.
"See Lord Master!"
"The master will rule for eternity."
"Lord Lord, great blessings will reach the sky."
"The Lord Ruler is invincible and rules the world."
"Lord, you will dominate the world for a long time, and your dragons will rise all over the world!"
Amidst the deafening sounds of praise, Song Ziyu's head was a little buzzing.
Since when do zombies like to engage in this kind of ***?
It’s really ***!
"You are the master of the temple."
Song Ziyu slowly took back the half-drawn knife, then took out the cigarette case and lit one for himself.
"Your Excellency is very strong, and your strength far exceeds that of ordinary members of the Saint Race. You must not be an unknown person."
The leader of the temple slowly spoke: "But if you exist like this, why do you bully the juniors here?"
"This guy deserves a beating, does that count as a reason?" Song Ziyu said calmly.
"You need to look at the owner to beat a dog. You are not giving me face."
The Holy Temple dominates the road.
"Your dog bites people everywhere, how do you expect me to give you face?" Song Ziyu said coldly: "Don't think that I don't know. When these things happen, you are hiding in the dark and watching secretly. You are afraid that I will bite you." If you lose, you will die. If you, a holy son like you, can't beat me, you just jump out and interfere. It's really shameless."
"Your Excellency seems to have come here specifically to find trouble in my Dark Temple." The expression of the Lord of the Temple gradually became unbearable.
At this time, Vermeer stepped forward and introduced in a low voice in the ear of the church master.
After hearing these words, the temple master's expression changed again: "It turned out to be the hero of the New World who defeated the Secret Alliance! This is really rude."
Song Ziyu couldn't help but touch his head.
This old guy can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book.
