Holy Light

Chapter 127: Life is bearish

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Cyric didn't understand what Zhou Qingfeng was saying, but he knew that this kid must be insulting himself. Thinking that he had given this kid so much benefits, he was not grateful at all, even the Cthulhu would be furious!

Cyric jumped, jumped away from the branch and volleyed towards Zhou Qingfeng. Its body seems to violate the laws of physics, its jumping speed is extremely fast, and it accelerates when it falls. Its potential is so great that it is hard to guard against.

Cyric was limited to mortal bodies and could not display powerful magical powers. But it can fully display the potential of a mere mortal body, and a simple attack is extremely fierce, fast and accurate, and it can always seize the extremely small opportunity to cause damage.

But Zhou Qingfeng survived this trick. Seeing the opponent jump up, he rode his horse and deflected, predicting where it would fall, swinging his sword fiercely—fighting Cyric a dozen times, and all kinds of painful lessons made him more of a'prejudgment' ability out of thin air.

As soon as Cyric's figure moved, Zhou Qingfeng's mind moved at a high speed. He judged the opponent's trajectory in an instant, dodged in advance and swung his sword into the empty space-changing someone else didn't have this reaction at all, but Cyric just jumped to the place where Zhou Qingfeng was hitting.

With a cry, the bloody thin sword and the manganese steel epee collided with each other. Cyric took advantage of the force to rebound, and the thin sword pierced through the space and appeared on Zhou Qingfeng's back.

Zhou Qingfeng's reaction was faster than Cyric, he only sensed the coldness on his back, and immediately swung his sword to block it. Cyric pierced his chest with a sword again, and he drove the'Shi Ying' to launch an impact.

Cyric's figure was erratic, going east and west, jumping around Zhou Qingfeng. Within a few hours, it pierced the monster's head with a sword and killed the abyssal horse first.

Without the agile and maneuverable'Shadow Shadow', Zhou Qingfeng's situation is that of left-handedness and right-handedness. In a short while, he was stabbed in the thigh by Cyric, poisoned and fell to the ground.

Cyric stepped forward bitterly and wanted to scold him a few times, but the scene on the ground changed again, and the mark on Zhou Qingfeng's leather armor changed from '14' to '15'. The latter rode on'Shikage' to avoid Cyric's sword that pierced the head.

Snap..., the manganese steel epee was fully defending, and the silt monster tongue spear shot out suddenly, wiping Cyric's messy hair. 'Jiying' is connected with Zhou Qingfeng's mind through a contract, and the team is coordinated, tossing and moving in a very small area, becoming more and more flexible.

The abyss demon horse was screaming like crazy, "I'm really crazy, I must be crazy. I actually followed a master who dared to challenge Cyric, what must be wrong in this world?"

The four hooves of Jiying were twisting like dancing. In order to evade or attack Cyric, this abyssal demon horse played all his best. Zhou Qingfeng was sweating profusely while fighting on his back, but he did not give up. On the contrary, he fought more and more bravely.

"Cyric, are you capable of this?" Zhou Qingfeng shouted, and the rapier that Cthulhu freed from was pierced through his chest. But the number on his leather armor changed to '16' in the next second, and he still shouted these words, and shot the flying rapier into the air.

Cyric raised his hand to summon, and the shattered rapier returned to its palm. Facing Zhou Qingfeng's provocation, it fluttered frantically and shouted in anger: "If this body hadn't restricted me, you would have died ten thousand times earlier. But I can still kill you."

"Come, come..., what have I not seen?" Zhou Qingfeng still chanted an invitation to fight, sweating, he is now attacking less and defending more, and his fight is actually very difficult.

As if specifically to show Zhou Qingfeng's strength, Cyric danced his rapier like a violent wind, with black blades densely covered. Waves rose on the earth, and a series of invisible murderous auras suddenly erupted.

Zhou Qingfeng raised his sword to block but was pierced by a thousand arrows, and was pierced into a pool of rotten meat on the spot.

The consumption of this ultimate is not low. After Cyric used it, his pale skin became translucent. He looked at Zhou Qingfeng's body and cursed: "Have you seen this? Stand up again and answer me!"

As expected, Zhou Qingfeng stood up again, the number on the leather armor changed to '17'-time went back for a few seconds, Cyrek's invisible murderous attack broke out again, and ten thousand arrows came through his heart. He yelled strangely in advance, "I haven't seen this one before", then turned around and ran on the "Shiying".

The man and the horse ran tens of meters away in one breath, and finally avoided this big move. Cyric, whose face turned translucent, could not call Zhou Qingfeng'Stand up again.' He was only surprised that this stinky boy had a good timing—just as soon as the big move was released, the opponent ran away.

Raising his hand to see that his skin was not the right color, Cyric suddenly turned his head to look at the woods.

More than a thousand human villagers in the woods didn't even know that an evil god was coming. They were at most surprised that they had just fainted in a daze, but they would fight the goblin army for the rewards issued by Zhou Qingfeng.

Zul Grayskin died, the bear goblin was burned to death by Zhou Qingfeng half, and most of the rest escaped. Even if there are a dozen of them who want to return to the battlefield, the well-equipped Todd and others are not afraid at all.

Hundreds of human adventurers wore heavy armor and armed with heavy weapons. As for those hobgoblins and goblin miscellaneous soldiers, even though they were inspired by bloody spells, they still couldn't resist the organized human villagers.

Shoot with a crossbow when it's far away, and chop it with a knife when it's near. After a while, the same thousands of goblin soldiers died more than half, and the rest were also defeated.

Zhou Qingfeng rode the'Jiying' for half a circle and then came back, holding the heavy sword and panting. Seeing Cyric's stunned look, he finally saw the hope of victory, "Cyric, all this should be over. I have spent up to now with you just to prove..."

Cyric waved his hand, this time even his arm was separated from the body, holding the rapier and flying at Zhou Qingfeng. This sword was extremely fast and ruthless, with great hatred, and it shot Zhou Qingfeng through the chest with a single shot, not only through but also a big hole.

Uncle Zhou thumped and fell.

But after a while, time went back again, and the thin sword flying with his arm was split by Zhou Qingfeng's two-handed sword. The blade of the rapier made a blood groove on his arm, and the blood groove turned black in an instant.

The number on the leather armor becomes '18'.

Zhou Qingfeng did not hesitate to pull out the dagger and cut off the poisoned flesh with a single knife. Then he scolded angrily: "Cyrek, you are going to die, let Lao Tzu finish the sentence. I just want to prove that man will win... ...!"

Cyric with his severed arm rushed forward suddenly, hurriedly exerting extreme speed and hitting directly. The manganese steel epee slashed on his head, and his body was split into two violent halves in the splashing blood.

But this blow did not kill Cyric, it virtualized the body surface when it impacted, and the soul and body were separated. The manganese steel epee smashed his body, and it turned into a shadow to get rid of the shackles of the body and hit Zhou Qingfeng directly.

I don't know if it is too hard or intentional. After Cyric's shadow hit Zhou Qingfeng, the latter's soul was pulled out of his body. The two imaginary shadows had no weapons, so they could only fight with their hands and feet.

After a few blows, the two sides used their mouths and teeth, constantly grappling, biting and swallowing-you bite me, I bite you.

When Cyric's shadow is about to gain the upper hand, the light and shadow look back. With '19' written on the leather armor, Zhou Qingfeng released the elf statue before the soul was knocked out of the body.

Once a day, the psychic arrow hit the shadow of Cyrek who was entangled with Zhou Qingfeng's soul.

With a bang, Cyric's shadow was broken up in the crit. Zhou Qingfeng bite back and swallowed the scattered shadow of the evil god into his stomach bit by bit. When he swallowed madly, he finally realized that his soul was about to explode, and a whole brain was vomiting out.

At this time, the two sides exhausted all their strength and were unable to fight again.

The spit out shadows regrouped and turned into a squirming black mist.

You look at me on both sides, and I look at you, as if both are breathing and resting.

The black mist is extremely weak, and it slowly floats after a short rest, and a transparent passage opens in the sky, and a beam of light covers the black mist. The black mist moves upward along the beam of light, constantly upward.

There is no light in the world, and darkness falls. The strong pressure reappeared, the air thundered and shaken, and a large number of petitioners appeared, and they sang hymns in praise of Cyric. The loud singing voice spread all over the earth, digging into everyone's ears.

Petitioners extol conspiracy, advocate lies, encourage betrayal and deception, and regard some evils in the world as good and spread them everywhere.

Fuck, what is this? How could there be such a shameless thing

There was a voice in the black fog, "Victor Hugo, you won. I don't know how you did it, but you did win. You seem to improve and become stronger just by hitting it." This surprised me and you can be proud of it."

"Fuck your mother. If you can't win, you have to run, right?" Zhou Qingfeng's soul also appeared very unstable, gathering and dispersing invisible. 'Jiying' carried his body over, and he staggered and reunited with his body.

The voice in the black mist was extremely cold, like biting ice. It is indifferent, indifferent, and has a lofty aura. "This failure is a good thing for me. I have abandoned a lot of unnecessary pride, sober thoroughly, and restored to my pure origin.

I will return to the "High Throne" of the Kingdom of God and return to immortality. I will once again command all evil in the world and be praised by believers. Victor Hugo, I remind you again, you only win this time, but God cannot kill. "

Zhou Qingfeng did not show any weakness. After returning to his body, he moved his fingers slightly, looked up weakly at the rising black mist, and shouted weakly...

"Cyric, I also want to remind you that I never believe in anyone who is immortal. Gods are just more powerful monsters in my eyes. I am very good at mobs. You are welcome to come again. I will kill you sooner or later. ."

Cyric left only a string of humming sneers, "Foolish mortal, you don't know anything about gods."