The construction site is still under construction and is moving very quickly.
At night, a group of young people wandered to the construction site, carrying knives and swords.
"Hey!" shouted the white-haired young man at the head.
"What are you doing?" Lao Bao came over.
The white-haired young man knocked on the pillar next to him with the knife in his hand: "You are starting work here. Have you asked any of your brothers?"
Lao Bao was amused: "Hey! What kind of gods are you?"
The young man looked at Lao Bao and then at the architects inside to make sure that he was no match for his group, even though he was not a high-level professional, and then he said: "Don't worry about where we are from. In short, I'm telling you now, there is no need to build this temple." .If you don’t want to die, get out as soon as possible.”
Lao Bao frowned: "If you want money, it's easy to ask..."
"I'm not asking for your money, I'm just telling you not to build it."
"Are you sure?" Lao Bao said with a smile, "This is a temple built for God."
Hearing this, the white-haired young man shrank.
Nowadays, God’s reputation is greater than that of heaven. If it were really created for God, he would really not dare to touch it.
At this moment, a black-faced man behind the young man suddenly said: "He is lying. Look at that statue. It doesn't look like a god. It is clearly a devil. This is an altar made for the devil. It must be a demon warlock." I want to kill people and sacrifice people here to prepare for the massacre."
Not to mention, the faceless red stone statue in the temple really looks like a demon.
As soon as these words came out, everyone shouted: "Yes, it must be an altar made for the devil."
"Tear it down!"
I don't know who shouted, and a large group of people rushed over and started destroying the construction site.
These people are all professionals. Although their strength is average, they are definitely enough for the demolition site. One by one, they rush forward and beat them randomly, with the power of an excavator.
A young man rushed to a sculpture with a hammer and smashed it against it.
Just when it was about to hit, the sculpture suddenly opened its eyes, grabbed the hammer head, and rumbling in its mouth: "Those who desecrate the temple, die!"
boom!
With one punch, the professional flew out immediately.
After falling to the ground, the professional's mouth was full of blood and he seemed to be dead.
Although he was just a low-level professional, being killed by the sculpture with one punch still shocked everyone.
The white-haired young man shivered in fear: "It's true, it's true..."
The sculpture has strode over.
Not only this one, but all the sculptures in the temple opened their eyes and made a magnificent sound together.
"Those who desecrate the temple will die!"
"Those who desecrate the temple will die!"
"Those who desecrate the temple will die!"
However, because these statues are also supporting pillars, they do not leave. Only the four in front of the temple actually move.
They stood in front of the steps of the temple, exuding an extremely powerful aura.
"Have you seen it now?" Lao Bao seemed not surprised: "Now that we know it is a real temple, why don't we leave quickly."
Seeing this situation, this group of people didn't dare to stay and ran backwards.
Watching them leave, Lao Bao snorted: "Some people just have to suffer to learn to be good. By the way, you should stop too."
The four statues stopped chasing and returned to their original positions.
Lao Bao has gone back to drink slowly, humming "Pick the Pulley" in his mouth:
"Look at the dark hole in front, it must be the thief's lair. When I go in, I will kill him cleanly..."
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The gang left the construction site, walked through a mountain col, and came to the roadside.
On the sixth day of the lunar month, he stood there, as straight as a javelin.
As soon as the white-haired man saw Chu Liu, he was furious: "You damn mute, you dare to trick us into trouble in the temple. Do you want us to die?"
Chu Liu smiled and made gestures.
Bai Mao shouted: "Don't fucking sign for me, I can't understand sign language. Where is the other bastard? Why doesn't he come out?"
On the sixth day of the lunar month, he stretched out his hand and a note fell from his hand:
"You have completed your mission and can leave."
"Fuck!" Bai Mao scolded immediately: "Is it that cheap? You have cheated me on this matter. You have to pay for it, at least 30,000 crystal coins! Otherwise, don't think we will let you go."
Chu Liu thought for a while and put away the note.
Then he smiled and showed his fists.
"Want to fight?" Bai Mao shouted.
Before he could say anything, Chu Liu had already punched him in the lower abdomen.
The punch was so heavy and cruel that he bent over in pain.
"I..." Bai Mao only had time to curse a word when he saw a fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, and then he flew out with a bang.
What a hard punch.
Why would a priest have such a heavy punch
Bai Mao couldn't figure it out. He was just about to invite everyone to join him when Chu Liu took out something and shook it at him.
"You received an invitation to compete. Do you accept it?"
Bai Mao was stunned: "You want to challenge me to a duel?"
Chu Liu nodded seriously.
Bai Mao was delighted: "I am a level 20 killer. Are you not seeking death in a duel with me?"
Chu Liu continued to nod.
"Ha, that's a good relationship, and it saves me an invitation letter." Baimao accepted it quickly.
The next moment the two men appeared in the arena.
Just as Bai Mao was about to say something, he saw Chu Liu slowly pulling out a scepter that imprisoned the devil.
The colorful halo dazzled people's eyes, making Bai Mao confused.
"God... mythical weapon?"
Chu Liu nodded seriously.
He made a gesture. This was his first time entering the arena, but Bai Mao couldn't understand it.
He has been completely blinded by the mythical weapon.
But the next moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "He's just a priest, so what if he has mythical weapons?"
Launching a thrust, Bai Mao rushed towards Chu Liu in an instant.
The characteristic of assassins is that they are fast, and bloodthirsty killers are famous for their high frequency of movement and attack speed. Once approached by a killer, unless they are a combat professional, it is difficult for ordinary professions to resist.
As soon as the figure flashed, Bai Mao approached Chu Liu and stabbed him.
The thrust was unavoidable, so even though he retreated, the knife still hit firmly.
But the next moment, Chu Liu had blessed himself with glorious protection.
The yellow light mask blocked Baimao's attack. Baimao was not surprised and started cutting directly.
Cut: Attack the opponent, destroy the opponent's armor, and reduce the target's defense. Attacking this position can ignore the defense to a certain extent. Attacking the shield can cause additional damage to the shield.
Cutting is the killer's defense-breaking technique, and it has a miraculous effect on armor shields.
At this moment, Baimao continued to attack wildly, while Chu Liu continued to retreat, and at the same time continued to release blessing skills for himself.
When the priest releases the blessing skill on himself, he does not need any starting position, and will only be prompted by the corresponding flash of brilliance. Among them, the radiant guardianship is yellow, the tranquil soul is milky white, the war prelude is red, and the graceful time is blue.
At this moment, Chu Liu took four steps back, and his body shone with a halo of yellow, red, white, and blue.
At the same time, Bai Mao also took nine consecutive shots in this short period of time, three of which were avoided, one was blocked, and five times he successfully hit the target. Although the radiant shield blocked the attack without causing any damage, the attack with the added cutting power had a strong ability to break through the shield. When the fifth knife was struck, Chu Liu's shield was broken.
"A profession that takes beatings, even with mythical weapons, is useless." Bai Mao jumped up with a ferocious smile.
Bai Mao was obviously quite experienced in combat. He didn't use any strong means at first, and it wasn't until Chu Liu's shield was broken that he finally showed his power.
crazy!
Tear!
Bai Mao's attack power surged in an instant. Due to his extremely fast speed, Chu Liu couldn't get rid of him at all. Bai Mao stabbed Chu Liu thirty-eight times in a row.
"Die!" Bai Mao roared confidently.
An unbelievable scene appeared. A yellow mask appeared on Chu Liu's body again.
Bang bang bang bang!
A series of brilliance flashed, and all the thirty-eight swords struck the protective shield. The protective shield broke and rose again, twice in a row, blocking all Bai Mao's attacks without any difficulty.
"How is that possible?" Bai Mao turned around in disbelief.
All skills have a cooldown time, and it is basically impossible to use them consecutively. As for defensive skills like Radiant Guardian, due to their strong versatility and good protective effect, their cooldown time is extremely long. Bai Mao also has priest friends, and he knows that the cooldown time of Radiant Guardian is as long as ninety seconds, and not counting the skill increase and shortening, it is impossible to use it continuously. Even if the gift of time is blessed, it is impossible to upgrade it to a non-cooling level.
But now, the opponent actually released three radiant guardians in a row.
At that moment he suddenly came to his senses: "God... mythical weapon?"
This must be brought about by mythical weapons.
Chu Liu grinned, and the scepter in his hand turned into a cross sword.
"Hiss!" A sharp whistle sounded in Bai Mao's ears.
That is the wail of the devil.
The next moment, Chu Liu stabbed out with a sword.
This attack was simple and sharp, and since Bai Mao was by his side, there was no possibility of dodging.
flutter!
The sharp blade entered his body, and Bai Mao felt his life draining out.
What a heavy sword!
How is it possible that his attack is so powerful
Bai Mao let out a strange cry and backed away quickly.
He is a killer, and in terms of speed, he is much faster than the priest.
If I can't beat him, I can at least outrun him, he thought.
Then he saw a flash of golden light.
No, it's a blasting war hammer, Bai Mao secretly screamed.
Unfortunately, it was too late for him to understand.
On the sixth day of the sixth day, the long sword had been pierced into Bai Mao's thigh, and with one stroke, a deep and long bloody hole had been made on Bai Mao's leg.
"Ah!" Bai Mao wailed and backed away.
Chu Liu sheathed his sword and made a gesture to him.
Bai Mao couldn't understand sign language, but in this arena, he suddenly understood.
He was telling himself that he would not need the protection of brilliance to have a real showdown with him.
No need for radiant protection
Bai Mao felt a hint of joy in his heart.
He rushed over again.
Chu Liu's body spun around, and his steps were slightly wrong. The knife grazed his body, and then Chu Liu's left shoulder hit Baimao. Baimao staggered, and the cross sword hit Baimao's back hard. .
This shot was extremely accurate and wonderful, showing the qualities a fighting master should have. Bai Mao was even beaten to the point of being beaten to pieces.
"Extreme knowledge but no proficiency? How is this possible?" Bai Mao looked up in shock.
This sword showed a completely different world in front of Bai Mao.