"Sophia?"

Hearing Locke mention this name, a look of helplessness flashed across the face of the man in black robe.

"Locke, I told you a long time ago, you should stop trying to take advantage of Princess Sophia. There is no hope for you!"

"No hope? Why?"

Locke looked a little unconvinced.

"I am now the most valued among the twelve warriors of Evil Lord. I will have more room for improvement in the future."

"Even Evil Lord told me many times that as long as I work hard, I might even become a candidate for the next Evil Lord in the future!"

"She Sophia is just a down-and-out princess. She is not outstanding among your entire Dark Church!"

"Why do you look down on me?"

"Why?"

Locke's expression was a little ferocious.

The answer given by the man in black robe just now obviously hit his self-esteem.

"Locke, calm down!"

The man in black robe looked at Locke helplessly.

"You should also know that even if Sophia's status is not as good as before, she is the Pope's biological daughter after all!"

"How the Pope treats her is the Pope's business, but..."

"But according to your current status, it is indeed impossible for him to betroth Sophia to you!"

The man in black robe was still hesitant.

There are some things that I want to say, but I can't say them. If I say them, Locke will probably fall out directly.

Locke, the demon of desire, has a great reputation. Who would betroth his daughter to such a pervert?

It can only be expressed in euphemistic ways.

"Besides, you also know Sophia's temperament. If she doesn't want to, who can force her?"

"Otherwise, the majestic princess of the Dark Holy See would not have fallen to this level."

The man in black robe sighed and said.

Locke's expression became even more ferocious.

"Okay, old friend, I've been holding in a lot of anger right now, and I want to let it out!"

"Let's go out and see that Lu Tianlong, I want to kill him with my own hands!"

"No, I will brutally torture that young woman in front of him, and then kill him!"

In the hall.

The battle has entered a fever pitch!

Forty-eight Deadpools, after Locke gave the order, they quickly surrounded Liu Tianlong like walking zombies.

Then he attacked without hesitation!

Lu Tianlong also did not dare to be careless at all.

Forty-eight Deadpools.

It is definitely an extremely powerful ability.

Even he must be dealt with carefully, otherwise he will be in trouble if he is not careful.

So from the beginning, Lu Tianlong didn't hide anything and directly showed his strongest combat power!

For these deadpools.

They don't feel anything.

No thought, no consciousness.

Also feel no pain.

Therefore, minor injuries and pains have no impact at all on them.

Even if one of their arms or one of their legs is cut off, they will still attack while lying down and strictly follow orders.

They use their hands, feet, and even their mouths to fearlessly attack their opponents.

Kill one person as a warning to others, a psychological tactic?

It doesn’t work!

The only way to deal with them is to blast them!

Let every one of them completely lose their fighting power.

"bring it on!"

6 Tianlong waved his arms. Faced with the heavy surroundings, he showed no fear. He shouted angrily and charged into the crowd!

"Oh my God, this guy actually wants to fight against forty-eight Deadpools by himself!"

"Crazy, absolutely crazy!"

"I bet that he will die miserably. He will be completely torn into pieces by these forty-eight dead waiters!"

"Well? Do you think we should take the opportunity to attack that woman? If we can catch her, then..."

Outside, ordinary guards gathered together and whispered.

Some people marveled at Lu Tianlong's overestimation of his abilities.

Some are speculating on the fate of Liu Tianlong.

There were also a few guys with bad intentions who secretly turned their attention to Wu Shilan in another corner.

They wanted to take advantage of the chaos to rush over and catch the woman, and they would definitely be rewarded by Lord Locke.

Some people are really ready to make a move.

But when their eyes fell on the horrific corpses of the seven or eight companions next to Wu Shilan, they almost broke into a cold sweat at the same time.

Then I gave up the idea completely.

Lu Tianlong's cruel and cold eyes just now had left a shadow in their hearts.

"Bang!"

The battle in the hall has entered a fever pitch.

Lu Tianlong, who was surrounded by forty-eight deadpools, punched a guy in the head.

The fists are all filled with internal energy.

With one punch, the guy's head exploded like a watermelon, and he fell straight out, knocking down several of his accomplices.

With one kick, another guy's chest exploded.

Liquids of several colors mixed together and flowed out of the body, and the scene was comparable to hell on earth.

The thick smell of blood quickly spread in the hall.

This scene deeply shocked the hearts of everyone present.

They have experienced many battles, but this is the first time that they have seen such a cruel scene!

This is simply a slaughterhouse, this is a massacre!

Although there are many Deadpools, they have no thinking and move relatively slowly.

This gave Lu Tianlong a huge space for display.

He used his fast body shape and weird steps to shuttle among the Deadpools.

At the same time, every attack, fist or kick, is filled with internal energy combined with Cun Jin!

This power will suddenly penetrate into the opponent's body, and then a violent explosion will occur.

If Lu Tianlong really tried his best, with one punch, it is very likely that an opponent's body would be completely blown to pieces!

This is absolutely unimaginable to ordinary people.

If it were really displayed, I'm afraid many real internal masters would also be amazed by it!

But this method of fighting also has a shortcoming.

That means looking at the caster, which consumes a lot of energy.

Human physical energy is limited, and internal energy is also limited within a certain period of time.

If used without restraint, like spring water, it will dry up quickly.

This is also something that Lu Tianlong must pay attention to.

So although he exerted his strength, he still had reservations.
To be continued...