Chapter 326 Get rid of the ambiguous behavior and bring the light
Chapter 326 Put off the deeds of darkness and put on the weapons of light to praise the Lord Jesus. He was resurrected from the dead. The power of the devil is destroyed. Death has overcome Hallelujah. Glory to the Lord, Hallelujah, Amen.┏
26nbsp;┓Hallelujah, glory to the Lord, the Lord has raised me up.
Being in the solemn church, listening to the melodious piano and hymns, the soul is filled and moved by peace, joy, and harmony. At this moment, with this situation, the melodious singing hits everyone's hearts, making the soul
In the journey of life, wash away all the troubles and find joy and tranquility.
Ye Feng held the Bible given to him by Pastor Valerio in both hands, with a faint smile on his angular face, and quietly listened to the touching singing of the choir.
The footsteps outside the church became more and more noisy. Wolide frowned and reached out to take off the short beige windbreaker, revealing a black outfit.
An Arabian scimitar about a foot long hangs on the waist. The slender and curved scabbard is engraved with exquisite patterns. There is also a palm-wide belt tied around the small waist that is full of hands, which is full of things.
Daggers. Arabian daggers are very distinctive, with double-edged and curved edges, and Arabs generally insert the dagger straight into their waists so that they can be pulled out quickly during battle.
Ye Feng was still listening quietly to the hymns coming from the chapel, his handsome face was calm and there was no trace of the nervousness before the war.
Wolide laughed and teased, "I can't tell, you are still a devout believer. Hehe, the battle is about to begin. Are you going to be God or Satan?"
"I don't like either of these two people. I am the wind of hell." The smile on Ye Feng's face became even stronger. He reached out and picked up the windbreaker that Wo Lid had put on the seat. With a wave of his arm, the windbreaker floated up to the dome, covering it.
There is a small cross window that transmits light. "Desert Rose, I don't know if you like night battles."
Wolide put her hands on her hips, looked up at the windbreaker hanging on the dome, and said coquettishly, "Really, why are you using my clothes to block the sun?"
"You put on a little too much perfume today. Let your clothes dry in the sun and they will smell more elegant." Ye Feng said with a smile.
"I hate it." Wo Lid rolled her eyes at Ye Feng charmingly, then turned her eyes to Ye Feng's arms and said with a smile. "I heard that you got a black short knife. Can you lend it to me for a few days?"
Although Wo Lide said it lightly, it was just a loan, and it was only for a few days. But Ye Feng knew very well that as long as Wo Lide got his hands on something, it would be a meat bun to beat a dog, and it would be gone.
No reply. Seeing that Wo Lid wanted to drink blood, Ye Feng hurriedly changed the subject. "Your masalafi is also very good. It is a famous Arabian scimitar."
"Huh." Wo Lid pouted her pink lips and looked angry. "Stingy bitch, I hate you more and more now."
Ye Feng secretly laughed in his heart, lowered his head and pretended to read the Bible, ignoring Wo Lid's complaints.
Enter through the narrow gate. For broad is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction, and many are there who enter. But narrow is the gate and hard is the way that leads to eternal life, and few are there who find it.
"New Testament 3f Matthew" happened to turn the Bible to this page. Looking at the oracle above, Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This group of lingering pursuers is really like what the saint Matthew said.
As the saying goes, if you don't take the road to heaven, there will be no door to hell to break in.
Women's complaints usually come from what they mean. They say they hate it, but actually they say they like it in their hearts. As a beauty killer, Wollid is naturally not immune to this. Even though her mouth is so pouty that it can hang an oil bottle.
, but his body slowly leaned towards Ye Feng. Woli De tilted his head, looked at the "Bible" in Ye Feng's hand, and joked. "It seems that our king of killers is ready to put down his butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
,whee……"
Before Wolid finished her joke, she heard a "squeak" sound, the door of the church opened, and several Silver Hand killers wearing white gloves rushed in.
"The battle has begun, devout believer." Wolide took a step forward, raised her hands at her waist, and two gleaming Arabian daggers flew out like lightning.
Wherever the silver light flashed, two puffs of blood spattered, and the two killers who rushed at the front fell to the ground.
Whoosh, Ye Feng raised his right hand, and the Bible in his hand flew towards the electric switch on the wall.
Darkness falls.
All the lights in the church went out, and it suddenly became pitch black.
Ye Feng concentrated and adjusted his breath, quickly integrating his mind with the surrounding darkness, like a ghost wandering in the darkness, floating silently in the dark church, waiting for the opportunity to take action.
Groups of killers rushed into the church, but the church suddenly became dark. This was something Silver Hand did not expect. In a gun battle in the darkness, and there were only two people on the other side, accidental injuries were inevitable.
As a result, these killers had to put away their guns and use the cold weapons they carried with them to fight.
More than fifty killers were walking in the empty church, advancing little by little. Two killers holding daggers walked forward slowly, unaware that they had become prey in the eyes of the hunters. Finally, they walked
When they arrived at Ye Feng's side, they didn't feel Ye Feng's presence at all, nor did they feel any trace of murderous intent.
Every killer, no matter how skilled he is, will have a faint murderous aura. Murderous aura can be a weapon to intimidate the enemy, but sometimes, murderous aura can also reveal the identity and traces of the killer without the killer knowing it.
As for Ye Feng, because he has practiced Chinese Taoist Kung Fu since he was a child, he has fully understood the Taoist philosophy of "unity of man and nature", and is naturally able to send and receive his own murderous aura at will.
Perhaps, it is for this reason that Ye Feng got the nickname "The Wind of Hell". Facing the wind of hell, he does not feel the slightest murderous intention, but instead feels a peaceful feeling like a spring breeze. Death is like a spring breeze blowing on the face.
What a creepy metaphor. However, all of this came true in Ye Feng, and thus created a peerless killer who shocked the dark world.
The two killers continued to move forward in the darkness, and a faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.
The move was as fast as lightning. Ye Feng suddenly jumped up from the seat, struck a knife with his left hand, and struck a killer's neck hard. His body suddenly jumped back, and then the entire neck was completely twisted and deformed.
.At the same time, hold it in your right hand
The blood drink in the knife has also been stabbed into the back of the other killer. The blood drink was slowly drawn out, and the blood was flowing gurglingly. The blood drink was completely black, and after drinking enough blood, the blade buzzed slightly, as if
Expressing the satisfaction and comfort in its heart.
As the two corpses fell to the ground, a large number of killers heard the sound and came, rushing towards Ye Feng like a tide.
Unfortunately, the target of their frenzied killing was only Jing Hua Shui Yue. Long before the two corpses fell to the ground, Ye Feng had already drifted away and disappeared into the vast darkness.
In the darkness, a faint fragrance drifted. Wolide, dressed in a black outfit, shuttled back and forth, like a vigorous civet cat, with long hair and flowing clothes.
The Masalafi sword in his hand shone with the light of death, and as silver-white curves shot out of the air, screams or screams or howls echoed one after another in the dark church, constantly echoing.
With screams and murderous intent, the peaceful church in the past has now become a hell on earth.
Ye Feng squinted his eyes and quietly felt every move around him. Facing the killers who came one after another, Ye Feng calmly fought back, his movements slow and fast, as smooth as running water, and as fast as lightning.
Ye Feng kept his eyes slightly closed, not looking at any target at all. He just fought back based on his feelings, calmly and accurately. But with this kind of counterattack, every time he took action, he would receive blood and misery from the opponent.
Called in return.
Blood flowers bloomed everywhere, Ye Feng's expression was unusually calm, with a faint smile on his face, his posture was chic, his moves were calm, his figure was ghostly, and his advances and retreats were well-founded.
Calm, smiling, chic, calm, ghostly...
The killer's style is perfectly displayed at this moment, which is Ye Feng's personal unique style.
Praise the Lord Jesus, who is now seated at the right hand of the Father. Through the merits of the Lord, we all have our sins forgiven. Hallelujah, glory to the Lord, Hallelujah, Amen. Hallelujah, glory to the Lord, the Lord has raised me up.
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Ye Feng swung his sword to kill a killer and said with a smile to Wo Lid who was in another battlefield. "Beauty, hurry up, the mass is about to end, we have to end this battle as soon as possible."
"I only care about killing people, not cleaning up the battlefield."
A charming smile echoed in the dark church. Wolide changed her dexterity and became extremely fierce. She dashed left and right, and cut down several more killers with the masalafi in her hand. Suddenly, lying down
Lid scolded, pulled out an Arabian dagger with her left hand, and waved it behind her back.
Bang, the two knives intersected and sparks flew everywhere.
"You little thief, how dare you sneak up on me from behind." Wolide twisted her waist, her curvy and exquisite body quickly spun, and the masalafi in her hand mercilessly cut the attacker's throat.
"Masalafi is by my side, and the blade of the knife is shining with cold light, like the sharp teeth of gods and demons. Anyone who wants to harm me is nothing more than wishful thinking."
Walid was muttering words in Arabic, singing the poems of Ummr 3f Qais, a famous poet and warrior during the Arab shogunate period. He held a knife in his right hand and a dagger in his left hand. The whole person was like a dancing butterfly, surrounded by
All the flowers and grass around me were vying for flattery, and no one was left alive.
Someone actually dares to sneak attack Desert Rose from behind. This is simply asking for embarrassment. Don’t you know that Desert Rose is best at sneak attacks from behind? Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. He volleyed his left hand and grabbed a knife-wielding killer.
With his wrist, he waved his right arm, and the blood drink silently slit the killer's throat.
Ye Feng pushed with his left hand, and the killer's body flew into the air, flying towards the killers who were about to pounce. Blood spattered everywhere, and warm blood sprayed out from the killer's slashed throat, killing the killers.
The killer poured it all over his head and face.
In the bloody wind, before the killers could recover, Ye Feng had already arrived. With the knife in hand, he kicked and elbowed, and put the killers to the ground one by one like lightning.
Praise the Comforter, who was sent by the Lord to enlighten and illuminate, and to influence my heart. Hallelujah, glory to the Lord, Hallelujah, Amen. Hallelujah, glory to the Lord, the Lord has made me
Resurrection.
The piano played melodiously, the choir sang hymns, and beautiful melodies slowly came from the chapel.
At this time, the battle in the church was coming to an end, and there were corpses everywhere on the ground.
Ye Feng pierced the chest of a killer with a knife, and at the same time struck the other killer's arm with his left hand. After fending off the opponent's surprise attack from the side, he pulled out Xueyin's right hand and hugged the killer's arm like lightning.
He then used a Muay Thai technique known as the "neck-and-knee strike", slamming his knee into the killer's chin.
Ah, with a shrill scream, the killer flew more than ten meters away like a kite with its string broken, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Among the killers who besieged Ye Feng, there was only one killer wearing spiked gloves. Listening to the screams of his companions, the killer was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He saw Ye Feng's knee smashed into pieces with his own eyes.
After breaking his companion's mandible, the killer was extremely afraid of this blood-stained church. While Ye Feng's body was still in the air, the killer turned around and ran away.
Of course, Ye Feng would not give up his plan to annihilate all the enemies. Listening to the staggering footsteps of the killer, Ye Feng twisted his waist and fell rapidly. The moment his toes just touched the ground, his knees moved.
Then he suddenly jumped forward.
Huh, with the sound of howling wind, Ye Feng flew forward. With a scissor kick, he caught the killer's neck like lightning. Then he twisted his waist and quickly spun his body in mid-air.
There was a crisp click, and the killer's neck was violently twisted. With the force of the rapid rotation, Ye Feng's body changed from horizontal to upright. Then his feet were loosened, and the killer was already drooping down with a tap of his toes.
His head and body suddenly rose into the air, flying straight towards the towering dome.
Ye Feng's fingertips have already touched Wo Li De's windbreaker. The fragrance is light and elegant, refreshing.
Wow, the windbreaker covering the small cross window was pulled down. Light came again, and the bright sunshine poured down, embellishing the dark church with countless gorgeous light spots.
There were only three killers left besieging Wo Lid. The killer standing on the outside suddenly noticed something bright in his eyes and hurriedly stretched his hands into his arms.
The smile on Ye Feng's face grew stronger. He stepped forward and came to the body of a killer. He stretched out his right foot and pointed at a dagger on the ground. He flicked it with his toes very lightly, and a white light flashed.
The dagger whizzed past and stabbed the assassin who was about to draw his gun for a sneak attack to the ground.
Wolide opened her bow from left to right, slashing and picking, and killed the remaining two killers on the ground. Then she sheathed the knife, glanced at the killer whose chest was pierced by the dagger, curled her lips, and said coquettishly, "That's disgusting.
Guy, who asked you to help?"
Ye Feng smiled indifferently, walked quickly to Wolide with his windbreaker, unfolded the windbreaker with both hands, and said with a smile, "Miss, thank you for your hard work, please change."
Seeing Ye Feng gently helping her put on her windbreaker, Wo Lid felt happy. She pursed her pink lips and kissed Ye Feng on the face. "Hehe, I'll give you a kiss. Let's take it as a tip."
The singing gradually stopped, and the mass in the chapel was almost over. Looking at the corpses and blood in the church, Ye Feng shook his head and started to drag the corpses out of the church one by one.
Wo Li De did what he said, just kill people and not clean up the battlefield. Watching Ye Feng busily dragging the corpse, Wo Li De walked around the church leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Walking to the electric switch on the side of the church, Wolide turned on the switch, and the church suddenly became bright. She bent down to pick up the Bible on the ground, and when she saw the verses on it, Wolide couldn't help but smile.
"Take off the deeds of darkness and put on the weapons of light. "New Testament 3f Romans"" Woliide turned to look at Ye Feng who was dragging the body and said with a smile. "Pious believer, it seems that it is because of your piety.
, moved God. God gave us weapons of light, which helped us win this dark battle."
"I am not a believer, and God has not given us weapons. As for why we won this battle, please continue to look at the Bible in your hand. The answer is below." Ye Feng stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
, smiled extremely brightly.
Wolide was dubious and looked down at the Bible in her hand. Then, a bright smile appeared on her face, like a delicate and blooming desert rose.
Conduct yourself modestly, as if you were walking in the day. "New Testament 3f Romans"...
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