Chapter 339 The frustrated saint
A dark, deep fist with thick shadows suddenly swung out.
Collision with another pale, large fist——
boom! !
The air exploded instantly, terrifying shock waves spread in all directions, and a gust of wind whipped up.
The extremely dull sound made the hearts of everyone present freeze and their scalps numb.
Coleridge and Tobyin immediately took their men and retreated a hundred meters away to avoid unnecessary impact. They stared at the battle in the field intently, their eyes full of disbelief and their faces full of shock.
"This..."
Floy, Noah and other circus members stood next to the official supernatural beings, watching with concern the fight between the group leader and the strange and powerful man. They had a tacit understanding and did not choose to join the war rashly. They knew that in a battle of this level, they would not only be unable to help, but would also hinder the boss.
The tall pale knight took two steps back, and with two thuds, he left deep footprints on the ground. The hard stone pavement was directly crushed, and spider web-like cracks spread for several meters.
On the other hand, the incarnation of the saint of the Rotev family...
It flew upside down like a cannonball, spanning a hundred meters, and hit an empty residential building heavily.
Boom!
A large hole was smashed into the entire building, and one could even see the tables, chairs, beds in the room, and the wardrobe scattered into pieces of sawdust.
Houma was still flying straight and upside down. After he destroyed several bungalows one after another, everything returned to calm.
"The incarnation of the Holy Crown was punched away by Mr. Jack?!"
Coleridge's mouth was slightly open and his voice was slightly dry.
As the acting chief judge of the main city, no one knows better than him how powerful the power of high-ranking people is... Although Sequence 5 is only one sequence different from Sequence 4, it is a world of difference.
There is a deep chasm in the middle, a natural chasm for biological transformation.
Even if it is just the incarnation of a saint, it can easily kill a senior sequence 5 transcendent.
After all, it is the body of a mythical being walking in this world, and it is an executor who has mastered some high-level power.
But...
The scene before him made him strongly doubt his past knowledge.
"Such power is nothing short of a miracle!"
Bishop Tobyin made the prayer gesture of the Moon Church, his voice pious and slightly excited.
"Mr. Jack, with the body of a Sequence 6 Transcendent, was able to fight against the incarnation of the Saint. He must have been favored by our God... Such a miracle is unbelievable!"
Coleridge and Toby invariably thought of the deeds of "Joko". He once killed Terrence's crown prince. It seemed that it was not a rumor, but that he actually had such an ability!
The investigators and black-robed monks behind the two were also shocked by this scene, which shocked their outlook on life.
Everyone held their breath and stared at every moment.
When Floy and other circus members noticed that the leader was able to challenge the incarnation of the saint without losing, they immediately showed deep respect.
The tall and exaggerated figure, the pale armor that I had never seen before, and the thick strange python coiled on the shoulders... they were all filled with a strong sense of oppression!
But for them, it is an unparalleled peace of mind.
With such a powerful boss behind them, they have enough confidence!
Leader, you must win!
They silently prayed for Mr. Jack in their hearts.
boom! !
The fighting continues.
A "shadow curtain" tens of meters wide and nearly a hundred meters long rose from the ground, breaking through the ruins of the collapsed house, like a volcano erupting, or like a huge wave sweeping towards the Pale Knight.
In front of the overwhelming shadow was the incarnation of the saint wearing a black smock, the crown prince of the Rotev family.
He spread his arms at this moment, trailing a long shadow behind him, with a slightly twisted look of irritation on his face.
"Damn ants, do you think you can hurt me with all your brute strength?"
"Then give it a try, Your Majesty."
A cold voice suddenly appeared above Houma's head.
The corner of Homa's eye twitched, and the pale figure standing on the ground in the distance disappeared. The other party did not know when he arrived at his side.
Clang!
An extremely crisp metallic clang sounded.
A silver streak of water fell like a waterfall, falling straight onto the back of Houma's neck!
Houma reacted in an instant, and a pool of slime-like black shadow appeared behind him, turning into an arc-shaped shield.
Bang! !
The protective shield condensed by "Coffin Shadow" was shattered in an instant, and the silver giant sword slashed hard on the back of his neck!
There was another dull loud noise.
The body of the man in a smock was twisted and crooked, and he fell from the sky and hit the ground hard, creating a big crater. Homa slowly stood up at the bottom of the pit, touched the back of his head, and felt a tearing pain. The second layer of "shadow coffin" covering the skin cracked, and black mud-like fluid flowed out. blood.
The resentment in his heart became stronger and stronger. He was hit by the opponent twice in succession. This time he was even injured. It was really a shame for him!
But just when he was about to fight back forcefully, another strong wind struck.
boom! !
Bang bang bang bang——!
The tall pale knight didn't give him a chance to breathe at all. He teleported into the pit again, swung the giant sword in his hand, and slashed wildly.
Every sword was powerful, every sword cut through the air.
Silvery afterimages filled the pits, colliding with the flickering black mud shadows.
The aftermath of the fight ravaged the inner wall of the pit, like sharp knives scraping against the stone slabs and soil, leaving straight marks.
In the scene of violent tremors, Houma's face was very gloomy. He used most of his strength to barely keep up with the opponent's attack frequency, and controlled the shadows on his arms to continuously resist.
He also finally understood why the guy in front of him, who was only a Sequence 6 Transcendent, was able to kill Roxanne and his group of black knife killers.
The strength of the opponent has exceeded the ordinary Sequence 5 category. Although it is far from the high level, with this teleportation ability and the brutal and abnormal close combat level, it can be proud of most extraordinary people in the middle sequence!
Even His own incarnation was briefly suppressed!
Homa has never seen such a strong sense of oppression in any mid-sequence transcendent!
Another horizontal sword attack came, and he snorted coldly, stretched out his left hand, and a dark shadow jumped up from the palm, turning into three dog heads and biting the opponent's wrist, sword hilt and sword body.
Immediately afterwards, Homa hooked his right hand, and the dark side hidden under the pale knight's shoulder armor, the shadow ooze was born out of thin air, turned into a sharp iron drill, and pierced straight into the opponent's left chest.
The tip of the shadow iron drill was flowing with a deep luster, as if it had been injected with some kind of power blessing, forcibly breaking through the pale armor and piercing the heart of the pale knight.
A smile appeared on Homa's lips.
"No pain or itching."
The tall knight lowered his head slightly, and a voice came from the cross pores of the pale mask.
"You are far worse than the incarnation of Terrence."
Whoosh!
The strange python that was entrenched on Chen Lun's shoulder suddenly pounced and swallowed Homa's upper body in one gulp at a speed beyond the ability of his retinas to capture.
The latter groaned in pain, and his whole body exploded into black mud, which fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace.
Chen Lun was not surprised that the other party would use such a method to temporarily avoid harm, so he chuckled, raised his hand, pulled out the shadow iron that pierced the heart, and threw it into the pit.
Bang!
He stepped out and returned to the ground.
‘As expected, divination cannot be effective on high-ranking people, and the location of the opponent cannot be captured for the time being. ’
Chen Lun thought to himself after trying it briefly.
The strange python on his shoulder stood up, spitting out a thorn covered with barbs. A pair of scarlet snake eyes looked around, seeming to be wary of possible attacks from all directions.
call out!
A shadow spike struck from the side of Chen Lun's head!
Bang!
The shoulder monster python noticed it immediately, twitched its body and swatted it away.
Phew…
There were slender shadow spikes all over the pale knight's front, back, left, and even above his head and feet, piercing him densely.
But the pale monster python was extremely powerful, and at lightning speed, it flew away these spikes one by one. At first glance, it seemed that all the spikes were blown away at the same time.
When the invisible Homa saw this, he knew that this method could not hurt the opponent, so he suddenly appeared behind the pale knight——
This time He turned into a slender dark monster, five meters tall, covered with boiling and bubbling shadow ooze, with his neck reaching to his waist, and a huge and slender shadow curtain, which automatically moved without wind, covered with The weird and delicate twisted lines and the deep luster of the whole body can even swallow the sight of others.
Time seems to stop.
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.
Homa's face was completely dark, leaving only a pair of penetrating white eyes. He raised his long pointed arms and waved gently.
Boom!
With the Pale Knight as the center, a few meters in radius were covered with black shadows, rising from the ground and closing in reverse, like a coffin, shutting him inside.
"Death——!"
A cold hoarse voice came from Houma.
The shiny black rectangular coffin twisted violently, as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing and wringing it like a dish towel.
puff! !
Countless blood-like mud and black slurry were sprayed out, and every drop made a dull clang when it landed on the ground.
Under the horrified gazes of the spectators.
And Homa was momentarily dazed.
A pale arm broke through the "coffin bond", and a big hand covered with fine white scales grabbed the slender black shadow by the neck!
Pull down hard!
Houma's body, which looked terrifying to others, was completely unable to withstand the huge force, and he bent down forcibly, as if he was bowing in a funny manner.
Boom! !
The slender black figure knelt on one knee, and the heavy force collapsed the ground more than ten meters around him by several centimeters.
He roared angrily, his whole body trembling, and seemed to be wrestling with the big pale hand, but in the end he couldn't break free.
The pale knight slowly squeezed out of the twisted "black coffin", with the scarlet cloak behind him and the strange python entangled on his shoulders dancing wildly, whipping and throwing away the shadow ooze.
"I said I would beat you to death, Your Majesty."
The deep voice that Homa hated came from the cross hole of the visor again.
"You don't think I'm just joking with you, do you?"
Chen Lun no longer suppressed the desire to kill in his heart, and with his free hand, he punched the opponent hard in the face.
boom!
A pool of black blood spurted out from the mouth of the dark face.
The white eyes widened, showing shock.
He, the younger generation saint of the Rotev family, the incarnation sent by him was actually held down and beaten by a mid-level extraordinary person? !
A strong sense of frustration arose spontaneously.
Homa was almost forced to vomit blood again due to the shame and anger in his heart.
The strange python on the pale knight's shoulder shook off the shadow mud, then ejected and wrapped tightly around Houma's body. After spinning seven or eight times, it firmly trapped the slender black shadow.
"Hoo——!"
Houma let out a manic roar.
But Chen Lun, who had his hands free, had already launched a violent attack on him.
Bang bang bang...!
Bang bang bang bang bang...! !
The white fist shadow left hundreds of afterimages, which concentrated on Houma's body.
The expressions on the faces of Coleridge and Bishop Tobyin were almost stiff, and the shock in their hearts was close to numbness.
They originally thought that even if Jack could win after transforming into a tall knight, he would have to pay a huge price... But now, that doesn't seem to be the case!
The saint incarnation of the Rotev family seemed... to be beaten to death. (End of chapter)