The first thousand one hundred and fifty-four chapters in the battle of the supreme
Adolf Goethe's eyes swept across the three of them, and the corner of his mouth raised, revealing a smile. He did not move, but the robe on his body suddenly untied itself. The wind blew the robe and fell not far away.
"Kill him!"
When the people who were fighting fiercely around saw Adolf Goethe, they immediately raised their guns, aimed them, pulled the triggers, and focused their fire!
Ta-ta-ta!
The muzzle spits fire!
Faced with the overwhelming bullets coming from him, Adolf Goethe did not dodge. Zhang Cheng was surprised and wondered, what did he want to do? In that case, it was indeed impossible to dodge, but he shouldn't sit still and wait for death.
Not only Zhang Cheng thinks this way, but others also think so.
"Weng buzz!"
A huge halo of shadow suddenly appeared on Adolf Goethe, with a diameter of more than twenty meters. When it appeared, Adolf Goethe looked as small as an ant because it was too big compared to a human.
When bullets flying from all directions encounter this huge aperture, they are like falling into a swamp. Visible to the naked eye, you can clearly see that the bullets are getting slower and slower.
"Isn't that enough? It seems that I am really old." Adolf Goethe said slowly, a huge aperture appeared on his body again, and the second huge aperture appeared, and the bullet immediately seemed to be blocked by a wall and froze in mid-air.
I saw countless bullets surrounding Adolf Goethe, and the subsequent bullets gradually stopped and became motionless. More and more bullets accumulated around the latter.
This scene made everyone, including Zhang Cheng, feel breathless and unbelievable.
As a result, the continued firepower suddenly stopped, and everyone stared at the old man with wide eyes. He said again, "Give it back to you." With this sentence, a third huge halo of shadow appeared.
This time, all the bullets bounce back along the original path!
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Several palm-thick bullets flew in all directions like a violent storm, and the dense bullets instantly filled the surrounding area with holes.
Only screams and howls were heard, and countless people fell down one after another and were buried here forever.
Zhang Cheng quickly found a bunker to hide. As a result, bullets shot at the bunker one after another, leaving holes everywhere in the huge piece of concrete.
"There are actually people in the world who can do such a thing! Even bullets can bounce back. It's impossible." At this time, even Zhang Cheng's forehead and palms were sweating, and the old man in robe just now shocked him.
, "It's too powerful. This person's cultivation level is definitely above that of Gerry Rondo. Also, what kind of kung fu does he practice? The huge aperture around him is unprecedented."
"Back off!"
A Thunder King yelled. When the bullets hit, a palm-sized shield appeared in their hands. It unfolded instantly and was as huge as a human body, blocking all the bullets.
The same goes for the other two Thunder Kings.
"It's the Thunder Shield. It is said that this thing cannot even be penetrated by rockets and is stronger than ordinary tank armor." Adolf Goethe stared at the shields in the hands of the three of them and said.
"Twenty-one Blessings of the God of Light, this is the supreme book of the Church of Light. Generally, only the Pope himself can practice it. It is rumored that the previous Pope gave it to you as an exception. As expected, you are practicing this book. It is rumored to come from outside the world.
The technique." The three of them stared solemnly at the three huge circles of light on Adolf Goethe's body, and one of them said in a low voice.
"Yes, I practice this technique." Adolf Goethe shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I am really stupid and can only understand some of the superficial aspects of this technique. This technique is beyond the world.
He also has a huge background."
"I don't think so. You can already block bullets through the air with your internal force skills. At least you have practiced "Twenty-One Blessings" to the ninth tone." They didn't believe it and said coldly.
"Now that you understand, you know that just because you are not my opponent, I am not an ordinary god-supreme being." Adolf Goethe turned his head, looked in a certain direction, and said with a faint smile: "You think so, Gerry Lang
Duo. Now that you are here, don’t hide. We are considered old friends. We haven’t seen each other for many years, so let’s catch up.”
Not far away, a white man walked out from behind an overturned bicycle. It was none other than Gerry Lando, who had fought against Zhang Cheng not long ago.
The beast, the king of beasts, the supreme god!
"I haven't seen you for a few years, Adolf Goethe. I didn't expect you to have reached this point. You are worthy of being the first archbishop of the church. No wonder the last pope values you so much." Grilando's eyes were full of fear, "I can feel it.
This is far beyond your strength."
Gerry Rondo!
When they saw the visitor, the three Thunder Kings were not surprised, but they were very wary of Griando and were on guard.
"This is indeed not all my strength. Now that you are here, you all come out. If you want to get that batch of goods, it is impossible without defeating me." Adolf Goethe said, and then glanced in other directions.
"Goethe, the church has killed Raphael, the god of war. If you don't follow in his footsteps, I advise you to run away."
"Well, it turns out to be a European blood spider."
"Yes, Goethe, you are old."
"Who are you? I don't know you, but looking at your confidence, young man, you are not weak."
"You no longer belong to this era. The church has declined. It has lost its second apostle Raphael, and you are the only one left. Goethe, if you have any sense, leave here immediately."
"Everyone, come out. As he said, no one can get the goods until he is defeated."
One by one, people came out from nearby, and they had realized that only by working together could they defeat Adolf Goethe, the veteran supreme leader.
Zhang Cheng did not hesitate and had no intention of coming forward. Now he knew that this was a trap. It would be stupid to jump out.
Among the crowd, Zhang Cheng did not see Yan Zhengjie, which meant that he had not come out. However, there were people from the Dark Church inside.
"It's great. There are so many masters here. Let's come together and let me see what kind of talents this era has produced."
Adolf Goethe roared, and his flabby muscles expanded three times in an instant, and his clothes were torn. In the blink of an eye, he changed from an old man to a strong man with muscular muscles. The wrinkles on his face also began to reduce, and he became younger.
He looks like he has gone from being in his seventies to being in his thirties or forties, and he looks like a middle-aged man.
"What are you waiting for? Come on!" Gerrylando shouted. He took the lead and took action. He stepped down and appeared in front of Goethe the next moment and punched out.
"kill!"
The three Thunder Kings also took action together, one with a knife, one with an ax, and one with fists, aiming to kill the former's vitals.
With them taking the lead, others will naturally follow suit.