Chapter one hundred and sixty-two, the first battle adjudication division
The door to another world!
The archbishop said: "Let's begin!" He flew to the side corner.
Rubin Bai crossed his hands on his chest, bowed respectfully and said: "Missionary Rubin Bai"
"Luosuo~" Han Long punched out fiercely, "Roar~" a lion roared, and a black ferocious lion's head rushed out of his fist and hit Rubin Bai.
Rubin Bai's pupils shrank, his hands suddenly opened, a light curtain formed in front of him, a huge lion head fist hit the light curtain, and there was an explosion, and the light curtain instantly shattered.
Boom~ With a muffled sound, the lion's head fist hit Rubin Bai's body. The ferocious lion's head directly knocked Rubin Bai away, and his whole body was smashed into a bow. Bang~ hit the defensive shield, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Arena.
The strength of the lion's head fist has not dissipated yet. It resisted Rubin Bai and continued to rotate on the protective shield. The powerful force acted on Rubin Bai, directly dispersing the vitality of the whole body, leaving him without any resistance.
"Ah~" Rubin Bai let out a cry of pain, blood spurted out mouth after mouth, and his church clothes were in pieces.
Han Long turned to look at Qingfeng on the second floor, and said with a sneer: "Look, this is called the Holy Temple Judgment Fist."
Qingfeng looked down solemnly, this bastard was really strong, but he was too arrogant!
The archbishop waved his hand, and the barrier disappeared instantly, and the power of the lion's head fist also dissipated. Rubin Bai fell to the edge of the ring with a bang, and passed out immediately.
Han Long frowned and looked at the archbishop.
The archbishop said calmly: "In the second game, Han Long wins." Immediately, two Templar knights jumped onto the ring and lifted Rubin Bai off.
Han Long chuckled, jumped up to the second floor, and raised his eyebrows at Qingfeng.
The archbishop continued to announce: "The third game between Wang Wu and Shi Yan."
"The fourth scene, Hai Yue singing to the court."
"The fifth game, Camwu vs. Chu Zhifeng."
…
A fierce fight started in the ring. After nine battles, nine winners stood on the second floor, while nine losers left sadly.
What worries Qingfeng the most is the sword of judgment, Liu Kongxian, which can penetrate the opponent with no resistance at all. Mu Yunhan, who uses a spear, is also very strong, at least he cannot defeat him.
The archbishop continued below: "The first match of the second round, Shi Yan versus Hai Yue."
The people above were all stunned. Shi Yan and Hai Yue were the only two female practitioners on the field, and they actually bumped into each other.
Two figures jumped down from the second floor. One was wearing tight-fitting armor, showing off his beautiful figure, and the other was wearing a bishop's white robe, looking elegant.
After the archbishop opened the defensive shield, he said: "Let's start!" The figure flew to the corner.
The woman wearing tight-fitting armor drew out the long sword from her waist, held the long sword upside down in front of her and said with a cheerful smile: "Templar Haiyue, please advise me!"
Another woman in white, holding a scepter in front of her chest, said softly: "Bishop Shi Yan of Huiyue City, please enlighten me!"
Haiyue suddenly rushed towards Shi Yan, and the long sword glowed with white light.
Shi Yan floated back, and the statue at the top of the scepter suddenly burst into dazzling light, filling the entire arena.
"Ah~"
“So dazzling~”
"It hurts~"
…
The onlookers subconsciously closed their eyes and turned their heads, screaming in surprise.
The white light dissipated, and Hai Yue was already lying on the ground in the ring, while Shi Yan was floating in the air.
The archbishop said: "Shi Yansheng~"
Haiyue shook her head, stood up dizzy, supported her sword, and shouted at Shi Yan in dissatisfaction: "You are cheating!"
Shi Yan chuckled and said, "If it were on the battlefield, you would already be dead."
"Hmph~" Hai Yue snorted guiltily and flew out of the ring in one leap.
Shi Yan flew towards the second floor.
In the Judgment Division camp, Liu Kongxian showed a smile and said: "It's interesting!"
Behind him, a young man from the Adjudication Department in black chuckled and said: "Who is Brother Liu interested in? I will catch you in a moment. I heard that someone in the temple is colluding with the evil god. It needs to be investigated carefully. As long as you enter my adjudication
The main door of the company, hehe~."
Liu Kongxian smiled and said nothing.
The archbishop's voice sounded from below: "The next match is between Bai Feng and Duan Shisan."
The young man who smiled evilly when he came up with the idea was stunned and turned to look at Qingfeng. Qingfeng also looked over. The two looked at each other, as if there were sparks of lightning blooming in the air.
Han Long slapped Duan Shisan on the shoulder, making a loud bang, which made Duan Shisan grit his teeth and crack his mouth in pain.
Han Long said hehe, "Boy, you are lucky, give me a good beating."
Duan Shisan nodded vigorously and said with a sneer: "Brother Han, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of him."
Liu Kongxian suddenly said: "Strike with all your strength, even if you miss, it doesn't matter, I have the Master to resist."
Duan Shisan nodded and said, "Understood!" He turned over and jumped down from the second floor.
Qingfeng, who was standing in the distance, faintly heard their words, and a cold light flashed through his eyes. Want to kill me? He also jumped down from the second floor and landed on the ring with a thud.
The archbishop opened the defensive shield, retreated to the corner, and said: "Start!"
"Judgment Division Duan Thirteen!"
"Church Breeze!"
After announcing his name, Duan Shisan suddenly rushed towards Qingfeng, his figure transformed into Thirteen in the air, and the thirteen figures shot towards Qingfeng at the same time.
Qingfeng took out a stack of yellow talismans from his arms, stretched out his hand and scattered the yellow talismans, flying out of the air, burning all kinds of flames in the air, turning into rays of light and covering Qingfeng's body, forming more than twenty layers of defense.
cover.
Thirteen figures all swung their swords and slashed at the defensive cover. A muffled sound of "Boom~" sounded on the defensive cover. The twelve figures all disappeared, and only one figure remained. The sword struck the defensive cover to form a depression.
With a crisp sound, the two layers of defensive shields shattered, and a rebound force was generated. Duan Shisan staggered backwards and stepped out of the ring.
Qingfeng stood inside the defensive cover, raised his fingers and said contemptuously: "Keep going!"
Duan Shisan's face turned ugly. Are you looking down on me?
On the second floor, Han Long narrowed his eyes and said loudly: "There is a limit to defense. If you increase your attack, you will kill with one hit."
Duan Shisan nodded, shouted loudly, and a strong sword energy bloomed all over his body. The sword energy flew like a black blade tornado, and the blade storm rose from the ground, and the sharp bottom hit the breeze.
Qingfeng refused to dodge, and the storm hit Qingfeng with a roar, swallowing Qingfeng in an instant, and the sound of impact became one. The sword energy storm lasted for a long time before slowly dissipating, and the battlefield appeared in front of him again.
I saw Qingfeng Yun Danfengqing standing on the spot with a thin layer of defense covering her body. Duan Shisan stood a hundred meters away, bending over and gasping for air. The move he just made directly consumed nine layers of vitality in his body.
With a confident face, he looked up at Qingfeng, his pupils shrank, and he shouted in shock: "How is this possible?"
Chapter completed!