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Three hundred and ninety-seven violent sacrifice(2/2)

Only blood can cleanse the stains.

Anne was so scared that her face was pale, and she pulled Ounister's body trembled constantly. She regretted it. In Anne's heart, Arthur was the most powerful person in the world and could do anything.

Onister was also a little worried, but he couldn't understand this level, could not see the difference, and could not judge the situation in the field. He could only feel that the Tago tribe was indeed powerful, with strong strength, perfect steps, amazing explosions, and terrifying.

Greg smiled, "Sister, it seems that our priest will be kept for at least a few months."

Mi Qingwa didn't say anything, "Paclotti is brave enough. He dared to put such heavy hands in front of the Pope."

"Haha, this is unfair. This is Arthur's provocation. He is looking for death and cannot blame others, that is, Parklotti. If someone else is the case, I'm afraid he will kill him directly."

Greg curled his lips. If it were him, he wouldn't have punched hard just now and kept killing until he died. It's a pity. Perhaps Nebero is also regretting. This arrangement is really wonderful. If you go directly to the strongest people, it would seem a bit of a trace. Parklotti is very strong, really strong, but his fame is not particularly great. The Tago tribe's personality is low-key, and Parklotti is better than the Six Lions.

Peloponnese couldn't help frowning. Could it be that he was out of sight and looked at Arthur who was motionless on the ground. Peloponnese was indeed a little disappointed. The other party's body was indeed very suitable for warriors, but it was probably because he had been a priest for too long and thought about the battle too simply. It was useless to be able to stand here by instinct alone.

Forte and others were also worried. Unexpectedly, Arthur would be beaten like this. If I had known it, it would have been better to use the battle songs. Even if I lost, I would have used my own tricks. This is really a bit...

Parklotti glanced at Nebero, "It's over. If you don't save him, your life will be gone."

Nebero glanced at Parklotti indifferently and said nothing.

Suddenly, Parklotti's face suddenly turned pale, her body shaking, and blood slowly remained from the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Zou Liang also got up from the ground, his clothes were already torn and torn. He took off his upper body and looked at his body... There was no trace of scars...

Parklotti had just fought for a long time and actually broke a piece of clothing???

Could it be that the tiger pattern fist is exaggerating???

How is this possible? His tiger patterns have spread to his wrists, which means that there is at least a triple-level heat, which is enough to cause damage in his body.

Parklotti was completely unable to believe it, he was injured!

Hidden power?

This is impossible. Dark force is a secret skill of the Lucas family. The reason why the tiger pattern fist can stand out is because of dark force. Only dark force can slander people invisibly during attacks.

Roar ~~~

Parklotti gritted her bloody teeth, and another tiger rushed towards Arthur who had just stood up, and punched Zou Liang in the chest.

boom……

This time, Zou Liang did not give in, but responded, and Parklotti's fist hit the chest.

But a scene that stunned everyone appeared. It was not Zou Liang who retreated, but Parklotti, who had already pounded his right hand weakly.

"You...you...you..."

Pain? This pain is nothing, what can make Parklotti incoherent?

In this world, there are actually people who can use secret energy in their bodies!

This time Parklotti felt that when his tiger-patterned fist hit the opponent's chest, his dark force not only had no effect, but was also invaded by a stronger force.

He directly defeated his defense.

This is undoubtedly a shocking blow to the family that has mastered the dark power.

What's even more terrifying is that even the strongest person in the Lucas family cannot use his body to exert secret energy.

No blind spots, no flaws, the whole person is a weapon!

Murphy smiled. Is this guy learning from Peloponnese? He has a childish temper. Others will doubt Zou Liang, but Murphy will not.

War Song is just one of his abilities, definitely not the strongest one. Perhaps it is because the war Song and soul engraving are so dazzling that everyone will subconsciously feel that his combat ability is limited.

Zou Liang clenched his fists and shook off the power on his body. Parklotti's attack was very powerful, but without the same situation as the beast spirit transform, this level of attack could no longer have any effect on him.

A light flashed, and Parklotti's armor had appeared, but his right hand holding the sword could no longer be used, and no one expected this would happen.

Anne finally showed her head. Seeing that Arthur was intact, she relaxed her expression, but she couldn't laugh anymore. She didn't like to see her brother being beaten, it felt like her heart was about to be torn apart. Although she wasn't beaten, she felt pain.

Thomas also had a smile on his face. This little bear cub has a bad heart and can be scared to death by him.

But Thomas did not expect that Arthur would not be at all inferior to the successors of the Lucas family. To be precise, he gained the upper hand.

But no one expected that a more amazing scene would appear on the field. Parklotti's sword was thrown to the ground, raised the tower shield with his left hand, and suddenly arched his body, and his right arm also held the shield against it, presenting the strongest defensive posture of the armored warrior.

...But this is not a knight attack on the battlefield, but a duel!

"Please give me advice!"

Parklotti said in a deep voice, and there was a lot of discussion inside and outside the court, whispering to each other. The Lucas family's faces were a little ugly. They couldn't figure out what Parklotti was saying. How could this word be used randomly, especially in such occasions, which meant that they had already given up.

After Zou Liang could see Parklotti's shock again, his eyes were filled with desire. It was a warrior's desire for power. When he felt the hidden power in the tiger pattern fist, his first reaction was familiarity. It was as if he had found an old friend. Martial arts were too lonely.

If others can't understand it, only Parklotti understands how strong his attainment of the hidden spirit is. It is precisely because of understanding the hidden spirit that he can understand it even more that this battle cannot be fought.

He was facing a terrible weapon, just like poisonous needles all over his body.

Zou Liang smiled, "I'll give you a trick and experience it."

The atmosphere became weird, a warrior with full armor made a full defense posture, and the priest on the opposite side was even more arrogant.

Zou Liang clenched his fists suddenly, his body's muscles tense, and his vital energy circulates rapidly in his body. This smoothness is the benefit of the oscillating wave practice and the ultimate in physical training.

Under the sun, Zou Liang's body was as strong as art, his muscles were not particularly bulging, and his physique was not as strong as Bemon, but he felt that every part contained explosive power.

Wow~~~~~~~

When Zou Liang moved, Parklotti also roared wildly, and all the muscles in her body bulged, as if facing a critical moment of life and death, her tiger teeth were exposed, her expression was ferocious, holding a shield in her left hand and pressing against the shield with her right elbow.

"Damn it, is this facing the attack of Jin Yao warrior? It's so exaggerated!"

Moving and turning around, Zou Liang's right leg was swung up like a whip, and burst out in an instant, and at the same time, the vitality poured out.

Both hands are doors, and they rely on kicking people. To make an overshot blow, it depends on leg techniques.

Uh~~Fight~~~~

Bang……

With a muffled sound, it was immediately clear that Parklotti's body lost its weight like a leaf, the tower shield shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the air.

boom……

He flew out more than 20 meters and hit the wall of the training ground before falling down.

The audience was silent, looking quietly at Arthur standing in place... Is this a priest or a violent warrior?

"good!"

Peloponnese's eyes were about to burn, this power was strong enough!

Nebero was still expressionless, "Arthur, win!"
Chapter completed!
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