Chapter 5886: Humble

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Chen Liuhe retreated three or four steps, his body was shaking violently, his chest was undulating, and his eyebrows were also condensed. He felt unstable in his body and pain in his right fist.
In the match-up just now, the vigorous energy of the hand of God is like a vast ocean, giving Chen Liuhe a feeling that it is difficult to match.
"Old thing, you hid it so deep, I haven't found that you have become so obsolete before." Chen Liuhe gritted his teeth and said.
"Before you were not as strong as you are now." God's hand said blankly.
Chen Liuhe sneered: "You must have used some secret technique to promote growth, right? But do you think that with your strength, you must be able to suppress me? Then you may be disappointed tonight."
"Standing on the opposite of the ancient gods, no matter how big the world is, there will be no place for you." God's hand is indifferent.
"Really? Little master just doesn't believe in this evil." Chen Liuhe said, watching the fighting on Nu Xiu's side with the corner of his eye.
The slave correction is one enemy two, and the three of them are fighting in full swing. The movement over there is obviously much bigger than this one. Pieces of strength rise and stir the space shock. The night is constantly distorted, and every inch is broken. , And then quickly repaired, the scene is hairy.
Especially the sun god, who is very powerful and contains a great sense of oppression that makes one's heart palpitating. His body is indeed different. He has a more mysterious power than ordinary people. This guy who is rumored to be a descendant of the gods is not Same as usual.
However, fortunately, Nu Xiu's strength is strong enough, he has endless martial arts, and the two who can often fight are caught off guard.
You should know that Nu Xiu's current real combat power value should be almost the same as that of the old monster Xiefeng, which is close to Cao Yue's existence.
He is a top powerhouse who has been able to stabilize the ordinary half-step hall level.
And repair. The strength of Apollo and the butcher in the restricted area is also in the half-step hall, repair. Apollo needs to be stronger. If he is alone, he should not be far from Nu Xiu, and the two can fight alone.
But Nu Xiuqiang has learned to refute the mysteries in his life, and has a lot of attack methods, which is his advantage.
In short, Slave Xiu is one enemy and two. There is no decline at present, and this battle can continue.
Chen Liuhe felt a little settled in his heart, and he focused on the hand of God in front of him.
This guy is worthy of being the Pope of the Holy See. He is also known as the spokesperson of God in the world. He also has a holy light shining. That kind of sacred breath is like some evil spirits that want to purify the world.
Without giving Chen Liuhe too much time to breathe, the hand of God waved his arm, dazzling and smooth blooming.
He once again launched a fierce offensive against Chen Liuhe.
Chen Liuhe's eyes sank without retreating. With a single step, his body rushed out like a cannonball, and he fought fiercely with the hand of God in a flash.
The red blood glow and the white strong glow intertwined and trembled, constantly colliding in the dark night.
In the face of such a powerful opponent, Chen Liuhe didn't reserve anything, and used all his strength to fight against the hand of God.
After hundreds of clashes, Chen Liuhe was undoubtedly at a disadvantage. He began to retreat steadily, not daring to face the hand of God.
Although Chen Liuhe possesses the strength to compete with ordinary half-step hall powerhouses, this hand of God is by no means an ordinary half-step hall powerhouse.
He also has unexplainable mysteries, and his body is full of characteristics, very fierce and vast, and has follow-up repairs. The sacred breath of Apollo.
"Satan, give up resistance. Only in this way is the best explanation for yourself, so that you can suffer less." After the palm of the hand of God shook Chen Liuhe back, he said with a righteous expression.
Chen Liuhe raised his brows, he raised his palms, gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said coldly, "Where is this? I think you should just take out your scepter, otherwise, this fight It doesn't make much sense either."
Chen Liuhe's gaze swept across the back of the hand of God. The old guy was carrying a scepter on his back. The scepter was silver and white, and the top was a strange divine shape, inlaid with a blue gem.
This scepter was seen by Chen Liuhe. It is a weapon of the hand of God, and it is also a symbol of authority of the Holy See.
"You don't even have the qualifications to let me sacrifice a scepter." The hand of God sneered coldly, and his footsteps stepped forward, his body turned into a stream of light, and the next moment he rushed to Chen Liuhe's body, and he lifted his palm. Severely pressed down and patted Chen Liuhe's head.
Chen Liuhe's eyes flickered a few times, and his figure flickered like a phantom, disappearing in place.
Immediately afterwards, a screaming wind hit, Chen Liuhe punched the waist of the hand of God, this blow was tricky and weird, and the speed was extremely fast.
The hand of God snorted coldly, with contempt and disdain in his eyes. His body was suddenly shaken, and his sacred light skyrocketed, like a huge wave in a river, with a powerful impact pouring out.
Before Chen Liuhe's fist touched the body of God's Hand, he felt a huge energy shock and directly shook him back a few steps.
Chen Liuhe's face was shocked, but before he could stabilize his mind, the hand of God killed him again and launched an even more fierce attack on him!
The offensive of the hand of God is very fierce, and there is a big opening and closing between hands and feet, as if every moment carries a sense of judgment.
Not to mention, just in this momentum, the hand of God is really full of force, always having a lofty and domineering posture, as if the people standing in front of him are endlessly humble and insignificant.
"Bang!" After a dozen moves in the confrontation, Chen Liuhe's chest was slapped by the hand of God, and his body flew upside down again. He only felt that his chest was turned upside down, and the intense pain made Chen Liuhe's complexion look a little sordid and distorted.
A mouthful of blood, never holding back, spilled out of Chen Liuhe's mouth.
"Chen Liuhe!" Xing Tian and the others yelled anxiously, standing in the distance watching the battle. They were always anxious and wanted to come forward for a tragic battle, but this level of fierce fighting is not something they can easily intervene, and their strength is insufficient. With one fight, it is useless even if you are not afraid of death.
"Stand there and don't move!" Chen Liuhe put one hand on his chest, and waved one hand to several people.
This made Xing Tian, ​​Guigu, and Jun Moxie all the three who were about to rush to stop.
"I'm fine, I can hold it!" Chen Liuhe took a deep breath and said.
"Give up, no miracle will happen to you tonight." God's hand stepped forward and looked at Chen Liuhe condescendingly.