Su Lin's eyes were filled with excitement when he saw this scene. This is the advantage of being older.
For a person who relies on ordinary boxing and kicking skills, as he gets older, his strength is actually slowly declining after his peak period. But for cultivators like Su Lin, as they get older, their strength
The strength is indeed increasing.
Quantitative changes cause qualitative changes.
Although the War Emperor's strength has not reached the level of condensed star core, the terrifying degree of the power of his constellations is already a bit as powerful as that of a strong condensed star core.
What's more important is that the War Emperor has taken refuge in the Italian royal family in recent years and has become their guardian. Relying on the power of the country, he has obtained many natural and earthly treasures. This is also one of the reasons for his improvement in strength.
At this time, Situ Xuan felt a strong threat.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her scalp felt numb. This was a sign of danger.
Because of the excessive pressure, Situ Xuan's hair, which was bound by the restraints, began to fly, as if trying to escape from her scalp.
At this time, she seemed to have been cast on a body-holding spell, her whole body was pinned there, and she couldn't move even if she wanted to.
"Huhuhu——!"
Cyclones kept flying out around the War King, cutting off scars on the ground.
However, Situ Xuan's expression remained unchanged at this time. She looked at the War Emperor calmly, because such an attack was within her expectation.
After all, the Emperor of War was also the number one expert in Italy, and the two had fought against each other before. She knew that he had a backup plan, and even when he was trying to snatch the power of the constellations, he didn't go all out.
And this time after he recovered from his injuries, his strength has improved further. It is normal to have such strength.
After all, having such an opponent - is it worth taking revenge.
It's a sense of accomplishment to retaliate against an opponent who could die with just one step.
"Go to hell——!" The War Emperor shouted violently, his face was ferocious, his body accelerated again, his hands wrapped in the power of the constellations, and he enveloped Situ Xuan.
"Crash--!"
The power of the constellation drove the surrounding air, forming a small tornado, stirring up all the surrounding gravel. If you think that this tornado has no lethality, you are wrong, because after the small stones enter the tornado, they will
It was ground into powder.
At this time, Situ Xuan was in the eye of the tornado.
The tornado is getting bigger and bigger, but the eye space is getting smaller and smaller. Once the tornado touches Situ Xuan, she will only end up being crushed.
However, at this time, the War Emperor obviously would not give Situ Xuan any chance. He would not wait for the tornado to shrink on its own. Just as his body was falling, his follow-up attack came again.
He clasped his hands together and then struck towards the tornado with a Cross Star Cyclone Slash.
That's right, he was trying to pierce his own tornado.
Because the tornado is a stable form, and once it is punctured, the balance of the tornado will be destroyed. At that time, the tornado carrying the power of the constellation will explode, and the power will be enough to blow up Situ Xuan inside.
There is no dregs left.
"Boom——!"
The tornado was hit, making a muffled sound that shook the entire church.
The huge cyclone exploded and flew out like sharp blades.
"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"
Those cyclones were extremely sharp, cutting the church wall into pieces like knives.
At this time, the priest was stunned. He had never seen such a magical scene. However, he did not move because he knew that the person who just spoke to him should protect him. After all, they had just almost
They demolished their own church, and if he, the priest, was also killed, God would definitely not let them go.
Just when he was thinking this, he suddenly saw Su Lin rolling to the side in a very embarrassed manner, and at the same time, he used a half-broken bench to block his body.
"Oh my God!" The priest was frightened and quickly asked another person for help.
This person is naturally Virgilio.
Just when a cyclone was about to hit him, a figure blocked him in front, then hugged him and rolled away not far away.
The priest was knocked to pieces during the rolling process.
They didn't stop until they hit the wall on the side.
At this time, the priest was at the bottom and Virgilio was at the top. The two of them were looking at each other "affectionately".
"Oh my God!" said the priest.
"I am not God!" said Virgilio.
"You are not God, but you are sent by God!" said the priest.
"I am not sent by God either!" said Virgilio.
"No, that's because you don't understand God yet, and you don't understand your own heart either!" said the priest.
"Oh, I said, I don't believe in God, I only believe in myself!" Virgilio regretted a little. He would have known better not to save him and let the cyclone cut him. Let's see if he will die in the same place if he believes in God.
resurrection.
"No, when you got here, you were guided by God. You saved me. This is God's arrangement!"
"..." This guy doesn't want to brainwash himself and make himself a believer in God.
Virgilio said nothing, stood up and looked at the battlefield between Situ Xuan and the War Emperor.
At the same time, Su Lin got up under the bench. The strong sunlight shone on his face, which was a bit dazzling because the roof of the church was blown off by the explosion just now.
In the battlefield, Situ Xuan had disappeared, and the War Emperor who had issued the killing move also disappeared at this time.
The church was quiet, as if nothing had happened. It seemed that the tornado just now was all a dream.
A vivid and real dream.
It's just that the roof of the church disappeared, and the golden sunlight shone through it into the church, seeming to tell everyone that this is real.
"call--!"
At this moment, a shadow fell from the sky. It was a huge wooden board that looked very much like the roof of a church.
"Crack!"
The wooden board fell on the ground and broke into two halves. At this time, Situ Xuan and Zhan Huang stood on both sides of the wooden board, facing each other from a distance.
Situ Xuan's face was expressionless, her beautiful eyes were piercing, but the trace of blood at the corner of her mouth seemed to indicate that she had been injured in the collision just now.
However, compared with Situ Xuan, the War Emperor was even more miserable.
His long hair was messy, his clothes had numerous holes, and his face had countless small wounds oozing blood. He completely lost the demeanor of Italy's top master and looked extremely embarrassed.
(ps: Thanks to the "magic" rich man for the big reward!)