Vol 6 Chapter 873: Full emergency

Lancelot did not expect that the light sakura feather gun actually had such power. He just wanted to avoid it, but he found that the feather plume surrounded by the feather gun condensed into an impenetrable wall, roaring and falling beside him, bringing him Completely trapped inside, there is no room for escape or dodge.
Moreover, Shallow Sakura is very accurate, and the tip of the feather gun is exactly aligned with Lancelot's eye-catching cross. It seems that this is his source of strength, that is, to penetrate it from the front!
In the face of the death pressure that has never been seen before, watching the feather gun coming from the top, Lancelot is still standing upright as always, the battle of the sky is not attenuated, but it is more flamboyant under the devout faith. The more intense, the more substantial in the end.
At this moment, there was no room for evasion. The sword was too long to lift the defense in time. Lancelot made an amazing move. He actually reached out and grabbed the smashing feather gun.
The next moment, when the feather gun is about to run through the chest of Lancelot, the amazing thing happened!
Lancelot did not take into account the horror speed of the feather gun, his hands crossed the sky feathers, bypassed the tip of the blade, and roared and grabbed the gun body of the feather gun.
There was no suspense. In a flash, Lancelot’s hands were shaken and bloody, but he did not let go of it. Instead, he held it with greater power, with the physical strength of God’s blessing. This is a battle for the gods.
Then, the feather gun was like a release of the seal, the golden energy raging from the rifle, raging in every corner of the battlefield, Lancelot was also shrouded in golden light in a flash.
At this moment, Lancelot’s surging God’s gold fire and the plume of the feather gun collided together, as if in a massive war!
Over time, the golden fire of Lancelot and the golden light of the feather gun melted in the ice, and they swallowed each other at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, because of the lack of weapon blessing, purely hand-picked down the gun, Lancelot suffered double damage, and God's gold fire eventually failed to keep up with the loss rate, was crushed, and the energy of the feather gun was also It has ravaged him.
How is this feeling? It seems that every joint is tearing, every bone is broken, and every piece of flesh and blood on the body is peeling away!
In this golden phoenix feather, the golden energy directly penetrates the body of Lancelot, and even flows along the blood in the blood vessels, destroying the veins that have passed through, burning every internal viscera in the body.
If Lancelot didn't know what before, then at this moment, he might have understood more than anyone, what is hell!
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Just as Shallow Sakura and Lancelot were killed, the battle between Ophelia and Bytans has also entered a fever.
Ophelia waved the black scorpion and repelled a charge from Bytans. Then he glanced at the golden light in the other direction of the battlefield and sneered: "Oh? It is the first time I saw Shallow Sakura using Kim Min Jong Yu. The feather gun, I thought the knights of the cross church were all fish, and it seems that there are also a few good guys."
"Oh." Bytans, a smashing racial blade, strode forward, continued to launch a repressive attack on Ophelia, and laughed in the stalemate. "There is a hidden in the cross church."
"Ghosts and ghosts." Ophelia smiled bloody, picking up the black scorpion, breaking the defense of Bytans from the bottom up, and taking the blade to its first level.
Bytans avoided this sniper, and pointed out pointing to Ophelia's eyes and ridiculed: "Why can't you see the real enemy with Los Angeles?"
Ophelia looked at Bytans with a cold eye and asked, "What do you want to say."
"There is nothing to say. This is a heavenly game. Unless you are outside the office, you will become an outsider. Otherwise, it is a chess piece of the gods." Bytans put the inferior race annihilation blade in front of him and yanked it. A dazzling spark, smirked, "And in the end, only monsters can defeat the gods."
Ophelia stood silent for a long time in the place, suddenly raised her head and said silently: "I don't want to play."
Bytans frowned: "Well?"
"I said, I don't want to play." Ophelia's eyes stared at the face of Bytans, and the deepest part of the scorpion flashed a sinister coldness, saying indifferently, "I don't feel bored, you hit Let me take a look, I will call you, and I will discuss some boring questions in the middle. If you live in a movie, this kind of thing will be treated as a water time."
Bytans smiled coldly: "Interesting metaphor."
"So, go to hell, how? I will play with me for a while, then die." Ophelia’s voice just fell, only for a moment, under the frowning eye of Bytans, the black scorpion in her hand suddenly Broke a crack in the ripples!
The next second, the black mist that exudes the sinister breath slowly stretches out from the crack, as if the poisonous snake spit out the letter, wrapped around the black scorpion, and when it covers the surface, the dark sickle is like hiding in the darkness. The shadows are no longer raging, nor do they give off any arrogance, but they give people a sense of crisis and arouse the most primitive fears in the heart. Even if they just look at them, they will tremble. The back is cold!
Ophelia's fingers crossed the black scorpion table, fiddled with the black fog attached to it, and there was no feeling in the eyelids. Looking at Baitan's look was like watching a corpse: "I am grateful to me." You are the first person to see the second form of the black scorpion."
Ophelia’s voice just fell, hitting Baitan with the pressure of the top.
As the swearer of the 10,000-person swearer, Bytans is a person who advocates violence and is absolutely proud. He has not yielded in his bones, so in the moment of black squatting, he directly waves the inferior race. The annihilation blade roared and greeted up to ~EbookFREE.me~ It was going to be a hard hit!
"Boom!" At this moment, the time seems to be still, the scene in front of the scene begins to slow down, the three sharp edges, one body is dark, the other two are flaming, the black mist and the burning boiled rune are so crashing. Together, the turbulence caused by the overflowing energy almost blows the scorched earth on the ground to the end of the horizon, setting off an overwhelming storm!
At the center of the storm, Bytans continued to rise to the top, hoping to take advantage of the strength to fly the black scorpion of Ophelia, but the next moment, the sudden change made him the first time to reveal a look of horror.
"Oh..." There is no sign, and the stalwart gods that Bytans is proud of, the inferior races of the world that no one can stop the world... cracked!
The flaming knives of the inferior races smashed the blade, starting from the edge of the contact with the black scorpion, cracking out a few spider-like cracks, which were small at first, difficult to detect with the naked eye, however, over time As the shift progressed, the crack began to spread at a rapid rate!
In just a moment, the cracks that broke open were getting deeper and deeper and longer, spreading from the edge of the blade to the entire blade, as if to spread all the way along the arm, tearing down everyone from Bytans!
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