As soon as Meng Ta finished speaking, several people on the side rushed towards Long Aoxue.
Upon seeing this, Lin Zichen stood directly in front of Long Aoxue and said, "Don't leave when it's time to leave!"
"I..." Long Aoxue was stunned for a moment, but soon showed an unhappy look and said, "Huh, do you think you are the only one who can take action!"
As he said that, Long Aoxue jumped up high and danced his hands in front of him, with an icy beauty.
And as she moved, the true energy shuttled between her hands, soft and containing strength, and quickly condensed into a deep air ball, the power of which could be imagined.
Monta raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that this woman was also an Eastern warrior. The bishop's task this time might be more difficult than ever before.
Long Aoxue pushed forward with both hands. The movement seemed delicate, but the impact of the true energy was powerful. During the rapid attack in the space, the texture of tearing the air was visible.
Meng Ta sneered and jumped up suddenly. Without moving his feet, his whole body flew towards Long Aoxue.
Lin Zichen's eyes widened when he saw this. This opponent's strength may be the strongest among his Western opponents. Such a method may be called a mage.
Eastern warriors and Western mages may have a battle sooner or later. Today I, Lin Zichen, will test the waters!
Lin Zichen waved his giant sword to block Long Aoxue, and immediately rushed towards Mengta.
Long Aoxue gritted her teeth and said, "I don't need you to worry about Lin Zichen!"
"No one cares about you, I only kill my opponents!" Lin Zichen said coldly. After saying that, he raised his hand and directly swallowed Long Aoxue's true energy. In his eyes, this kind of attack intensity could not be ignored at all.
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Long Aoxue opened her eyes wide and felt ashamed for a moment. This guy... actually defused his own attack?
After all, Lin Zichen and Long Aoxue are on the same front now, and now he actually neutralizes Long Aoxue's Qi in front of his opponent, which naturally contains an extreme contempt for Long Aoxue...
"Lin Zichen, what are you doing!" Long Aoxue asked angrily.
"Does this kind of attack bring shame to Chinese warriors?" Lin Zichen said disdainfully.
"You...are arrogant!"
At this time, Lin Zichen had already rushed towards Mengta, and the blue photoelectricity suddenly struck out in front of Mengta, but Lin Zichen did not even dodge, and raised his giant sword to directly resist the attack of the photoelectricity.
For a moment, light and electricity circled the sword body endlessly, but the power was not as strong as the strength of the true energy. Even so, it could not damage the sword body at all.
From a distance, it seems like a huge thunderbolt is staying in the space in the sky, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.
Long Aoxue watched this scene with wide eyes. Although she was angry in her heart, she had to admit Lin Zichen's strength.
No matter who wins or loses between him and his opponent, the strength he showed at this time alone is enough to stand at the top of martial arts.
At least, in Long Aoxue's eyes, at the pinnacle of martial arts, besides her master Ling Chongjue, she really couldn't think of anyone else who could compare with Lin Zichen.
How powerful is this guy...
Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed in Long Aoxue's mind. He would not admit it, but he was indeed protecting himself. And with his strength and cultivation, would he really...kill brother Long Yun?
Of course Long Aoxue knew that Long Yun had no strength at all. If Lin Zichen killed him, it would be like crushing an ant. With the character shown by Lin Zichen, he would not bother to kill such an opponent... In the night sky,
Lin Zichen and Mengta's breaths were even during the battle, and they did not show any pressure at all. It could be said that if they were willing to deliver a fatal blow, Mengta would definitely die.
It's just that the movement was too loud. After all, we were still in Ingelan's Manchester City at this time. If it was a purely mountainous area, Lin Zichen wouldn't care about this and would have killed the Westerner in front of him long ago.
On the other hand, Mengta looked ferocious, and his whole body was almost trembling. After all, fighting such a powerful opponent was simply an extreme pain and torture. Every attack he made could be neutralized by the opponent's magical means, and even
In the end, not even a few traces were left, but the opponent's attacks were powerful and powerful. He had already shown his fatigue by dodging again and again.
"The person chosen by the bishop is indeed a strong one. You are the strongest Chinese I have ever seen!" Monta said coldly.
In the sky, the two looked at each other. Lin Zichen's face was as calm as ever, and he said calmly: "That's because you are ignorant. If you meet the Chinese warriors around me, each one of them is enough to kill you!"
Hearing this, Monta couldn't help but smile: "You are indeed very powerful, but young man, you are too arrogant."
"I can kill you in just one breath, arrogance... there is no need at all!"
"Hahaha, this is the craziest thing I have ever heard. You are strong, but not enough to kill me. I will not kill you either. I will bring you to the bishop and let God judge you.
!" Monta said.
Lin Zichen raised his head slightly. He had heard Monta mention the name Bishop several times, but he didn't seem to recognize this person.
Moreover, in the West, the only one who has a grudge against him is the Qinghu Group. Presumably this bishop should also be a very important figure in the Qinghu Group.
"The bishop...is a member of the Qinghu Group?" Lin Zichen asked.
"Yes, he is also the strongest!"
"After killing you, I will kill the so-called strongest man!"
With that said, Lin Zichen picked up the giant sword again and slashed it out. Then a crescent-shaped wave of true energy appeared, cutting across the sky and hitting Mengta.
Monta opened his eyes wide, and immediately erected a huge defensive mirror in front of him. At the same time, his body moved back crazily. Seeing the zhenqi wave shattering his defensive mirror, Monta couldn't believe it. You know
Even if you encounter a stronger mage, you won't be able to break his defense like this.
I have to say that the opponent chosen by the bishop is really scary!
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the ground: "Mr. Monta, this woman is in our hands!"
Hearing this, Lin Zichen and Mengta looked towards the ground at the same time, and saw two people holding Long Aoxue on the left and right, allowing her to break free with all their strength, but to no avail.
"let me go……"
"Be quiet woman, or I will break your neck!" said a missionary.
Long Aoxue stared at that man, without a trace of fear on his face. After all, he was also the head of the Long family and a disciple of the Fanhua Clan. If he was not strong enough, he might be able to defeat him, but I was afraid...she wouldn't.
"Hmph, if you hurt me, no matter which force you are from, I will make you pay the price!"
Long Aoxue's face was so cold that the missionary was startled. He didn't understand how a woman could have such a shocking aura.
Standing in the air, Lin Zichen said: "The Qinghu Group... seems to like touching the people around me."
Monta smiled slightly: "Because you are too strong, and sometimes being too strong becomes your disadvantage."
"Really? But do you think this threat is useful to me?" Lin Zichen said.
"Isn't it true? After all, she is your woman, isn't she?" Monta said with a chuckle.
Lin Zichen sneered when he heard this: "Then just kill him!"
Monta was stunned and frowned: "You are so cruel? Young man, you are challenging my bottom line."
"In front of me, you don't deserve to raise the bottom line at all!"
As he spoke, Lin Zichen swung his sword and struck. Mengta was shocked. He didn't expect that this guy really didn't care about his woman at all.
The missionaries on the ground were also full of surprises. When Lin Zichen and Mengta fought before, of course they could see the difference between strong and weak, so they immediately captured Long Aoxue.
Long Aoxue was fully focused on the situation in the sky, and naturally he was unprepared. Otherwise, it would not be easy to catch this warrior at the peak of Nayuan Realm.
At this time, Long Aoxue was perhaps the calmest. Seeing Lin Zichen's actions, she was not surprised, but seemed to have expected it, and she smiled.
"He wants me to die, so what's the use of arresting me?"
Long Aoxue also spoke fluent English. The missionary next to him was stunned when he heard this and said: "You... are not his woman?"
"Humph, only a devil would be his woman!" Long Aoxue said with a look of disgust.
Several missionaries looked at each other with embarrassment. They thought they could suppress the Eastern man in this way, but they didn't expect...that was not the case at all.
But at this moment, Lin Zichen suddenly turned around and rushed down to the ground.
But Mengta didn't have time to react at all. He had already learned about Lin Zichen's attacks. Every move he made shocked his heart. At this moment, he was focused on retreating and dodging. He never thought that Lin Zichen would suddenly turn around and charge at this moment.
Towards the ground.
Lin Zichen's speed was like a phantom, and it took only an instant for him to land at high altitude. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Long Aoxue.
Without giving those missionaries any chance, he raised his hand and grabbed Long Aoxue's shoulders, pulled him back directly into his arms, and at the same time grabbed a missionary's throat with his other hand.
Click.
With a slight shake of his wrist, the man's neck was directly broken.
No matter how good you are in magic, if I don't even give you a chance to take action, you will be nothing more than an ant in my hands.
At this time, the other missionaries reacted, but it was too late. Lin Zichen let go of Long Aoxue and stepped forward quickly. His body seemed to suddenly disappear and flash among the people.
In an instant, the three missionaries suddenly stopped moving, and their eyes gradually lost their charm and became extremely dull.
The moment Lin Zichen stood still, the three missionaries fell to the ground at the same time, staring straight ahead. There were no wounds on the surface, but their breathing had stopped forever.
Long Aoxue stared at this scene blankly, panting heavily, as if she still hadn't recovered from the shock.
After all, Lin Zichen's strength shocked her so much. He had already killed four people in a time when it was difficult to even react. With such strength... could even Master Ling Chongjue do it?
Lin Zichen exhaled. These dead bodies would not cause any fluctuations in his heart. He turned around and looked at Monta, who had also landed on the ground, his expression still as cold as before.
Long Aoxue took a deep breath and said: "Lin Zichen, thank you... thank you..."