Chapter 998 The Chinese God of War is well-deserved
Chapter 998 The Chinese God of War is well-deserved
No matter how powerful Temple was before, Han Jiulin could still remain calm and composed.
But when he saw that MacMillan was able to release magic to treat Temple's injuries, Han Jiulin's face suddenly darkened!
If the opponent is just strong, he won't be afraid, but if the opponent can recover and heal, the situation will not be good.
It's like the healing medicine they brought. As long as they don't die, they can recover and fight again. It's equivalent to being half immortal, and it will undoubtedly become a lot more difficult.
Moreover, there are only sixteen copies of the healing medicine they brought with them, and they don’t know how many times Macmillan’s magic can be used.
In the blink of an eye, MacMillan withdrew his magic, the white beam of light disappeared, and the burns on Temple's body were completely healed in a short period of time.
Seeing this, Arhat asked uneasily: "Master Han, what should we do?"
Han Jiulin turned to Xing Tian and said, "Take out a pack of healing medicine and give it to the Arhat."
Xing Tian nodded, quickly took out a pack of healing medicine and handed it to Arhat.
"At this time?"
One of the Arhat's arms was cut off, so he could only insert the vajra into the ground and take the medicine package.
Han Jiulin whispered: "Take medicine quickly and you can recover your broken arm."
The Arhat was a little shocked, but he did not hesitate and quickly opened the medicine package and took it.
After taking the healing medicine, the Arahant instantly felt a heat flow from his body to the place where his broken arm was.
His broken arm also began to grow visibly to the naked eye.
When the three members of the Holy See saw this admiration, they each looked at each other and smiled in surprise.
"I didn't expect that China also has such an extraordinary medicine, which is similar to the light magic of my Holy See."
Macmillan smiled and said: "Mr. Han, your China is indeed a magical oriental country, which is really desirable."
Han Jiulin stood with his hands behind his back and said loudly: "Your teaching's magical skills are extraordinary and extraordinary, and I admire them."
"Okay, don't be polite, Your Majesty Bishop, Elder Judgment, you two have a rest. Next, it's my turn to do some activities in Karsus."
Karsus waved his hand, interrupting the business exchange between Macmillan and Han Jiulin, and walked towards Han Jiulin and the others with raised steps.
Macmillan frowned slightly and said: "Karsus, have you forgotten what Temple and I said last night? Don't drag it out."
Karsus didn't look back and said: "Don't worry, Lord Bishop, I know it well. If I really can't defeat them, you can just support me at any time."
He strode towards Han Jiulin and the others. The red cloak behind his silver armor made a hunting sound in the wind, and he looked extremely imposing.
MacMillan frowned and was about to say something else when Temple came to his side and said: "Just now, I fought one against two and stole the show.
As the proud leader of the Knights of Light, how could Karsus tolerate his own majesty being overshadowed by a bad old man like me?
Let him go, nothing will happen to him as long as you and I hold the line."
MacMillan pondered slightly, then nodded and said no more.
Han Jiulin raised his eyebrows slightly, never expecting that Karsus would choose to come alone.
In this way, we can defeat them one by one.
He stepped forward, met Karsus, and without looking back he ordered the three of them: "Be careful of those two old men. I'll meet them."
Ye Zhaoling and Xing Tian said almost in unison: "Sir, be careful!"
"rest assured."
As Han Jiulin spoke, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and struck Karsus with one blow from a distance of more than fifty meters!
Karsus originally planned to exchange greetings with Han Jiulin and make an opening remarks.
After all, Han Jiulin is a world-famous war god in recent years, with great military exploits, and he has heard about it for a long time.
Unexpectedly, Han Jiulin was even more impatient than him. He just took one step and slashed out with his sword!
A blue sword light more than ten feet long appeared from the sky and beheaded Karsus.
Within a few miles, the area was instantly plunged into freezing temperatures of dozens of degrees below zero, like falling into an ice cellar!
A strong and cold murderous intent instantly enveloped Karsus.
Karsus swallowed back all the words he was holding in his throat, shouted loudly, raised his broad sword, cut out a white sword, and went straight towards the blue sword light.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the entire island seemed to sink. Karsus was cut off by Han Jiulin's blue sword light and his feet fell directly into the ground.
At this moment, his handsome and fair cheeks showed a trace of flushing. He raised his sword with both hands, but he blocked Han Jiulin's sword forcefully.
After trying his best to resist the sword, Karsus breathed a sigh of relief. This sword was very strong, but it was nothing more than that.
After all, he is the leader of the Holy See's Knights of Light, the most powerful knight in the Holy See!
Karsus lifted his feet out of the ground and said with a smile: "The Chinese God of War is well-deserved, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Han Jiulin waved his knife again with an expressionless expression!
Like the one just now, it was another nine cuts in a row!
Swish swish swish!
Nine rays of blue sword light, which were more than ten feet long, struck at Karsus one after another!
In mid-air, nine sword lights converged into one, and the sword light turned into a wide and thick one, as if it was a longer and thicker blue pole!
The size is like a three or four-car train.
From chopping, it turned directly into smashing!
He hit Karsus hard!
"Holy shit!"
Karsus's face, which always seemed to be full of pride, changed color at this moment!
He no longer had any thoughts of resisting, and he completely put aside his pride and arrogance. He tried his best and rolled away.
boom!
The huge sword light hit the ground, raising dust and stone particles all over the sky, and even made the entire island shake suddenly!
Xing Tian and Ye Zhaoling were unsteady on their feet, and their bodies swayed along with the entire island.
Around the island, the sea water rolled back, causing waves more than ten meters high.
When the island stabilized and the dust settled, they saw that the ground where the sword had struck had opened a long and thick crack, leading straight into the dense forest in the distance with no end in sight.
This crack separated Macmillan and Temple who were a little further away. The two looked at each other and Macmillan said: "I don't think Karsus can handle it alone."
Temple nodded in agreement and said: "There are no false warriors under the great reputation. The Chinese God of War is well-deserved."