Come again, it''s really hard.
At least let those outside disciples who support painting for a long time have a reason to deceive themselves.
However, for Du Yuesheng, this is just the self righteous perseverance of mole ants when they are dying: "in that case, the emperor of heaven will crush your so-called pride and talent aura step by step today!
Just now you were allowed to do it first. Now... It''s the emperor''s turn! "
Du Yuesheng''s voice was over, and the immortal killing sword on his waist drew a sword that wanted to cut the sky.
Under the sword, the fear in the long eyes is so ridiculous.
But Rao was so determined that he crushed the Holy Level spell hidden in the palm
The Holy Level spell was handed over to him by the temple Pope.
It''s also one of his cards to save his life.
Under the holy talisman, you can instantly increase the attributes of painting for a long time by five times!
But the effect can only last one move.
However, even if it is a move, the strength of five times has increased sharply, which can almost be called qualitative change! The golden mans beside the painting for a long time are impressively condensed into essence!
Every inch of the sword into the golden awn, it became more and more difficult. Even when it was forced to draw for a long time, there was only a negligible arc left.
However, Du Yuesheng didn''t care. When he raised his palms, dozens of spells appeared in his hands!
Seeing those spells with terrible power, the paintings that were still using divine power to condense Lingwu almost vomited blood for a long time!
Sleeping trough, it''s all holy level spells!
There is no need to talk about how precious Holy Level spells are. Just one can be painted for a long time as a life-saving card, but Du Yuesheng threw it at random, there were dozens.
"Want to turn the plate with the help of foreign objects? That will only make you die faster!"
Du Yuesheng''s fingertips were connected, and dozens of Saint level spells glittered impressively, which contained the power of destruction!
"Why? A mere saint is so poor? You should take out another Saint level spell and let the emperor see it!"
"The power of the sword is only the tip of the iceberg, but killing you... Is enough!"
For a moment, the sword, which was almost wiped out by the golden awn, turned into a cold light like the full moon again!
When kuqin saw this, he pulled up the elder martial brother next to him and flashed at the hub responsible for maintaining the defense array. His divine power surged out of his hand without stinginess: "shit, Yuesheng is playing big this time!
A holy level spell is worth millions of divine stones. There is still a price without a market. Even the treasure Pavilion doesn''t have so much inventory! "
Feeling the trembling of the array, kuqin not only increased her divine power, but also didn''t forget Sakura''s lips and said slightly: "no, Yuesheng is such a local tyrant. Shouldn''t the 300000 God stone of our martial god have to be returned?
Well... I knew that little white face was such a waste wood, so I wouldn''t charge him! Rumors killed people! "
The faces of the audience were full of fear that it would affect them, and they were deeply trapped in an uncontrollable panic. It was very interesting.
"It''s not fair! How can you beat so many Saint level spells? Du Yuesheng is too mean!"
"Yes, no one can help such a local tyrant''s way of playing. I beg to end the duel!"
Suddenly, the disciples who supported the painting for a long time began to shout, but the supporters of Du Yuesheng sneered.
"Hum, you''re just an outside disciple. It''s useless to ask for a fart“
"Yes, what is fairness? Elder martial brother Du didn''t win three moves and blew himself up. He only took three moves for a long time. Why didn''t you say fairness at that time?"
"Besides, elder martial brother Du has so many Saint level spells, which are his own property. If he doesn''t steal or rob, he''s mean. If he has painted that little white face for a long time, no one will stop him!"
"Who do you mean, little white face?!"
"Oh, you fool, you don''t understand. It''s the little white face on the stage who is about to be killed by senior brother Du!"
"Shit, I fought with you!"
"Shit, even senior brother Wang level dares to fight. Brothers, beat these brain powder for me!"
Just as the exclamation in the audience gradually turned into a dispute, an earth shaking hum came from the martial arts field, but it made thousands of people instantly quiet!
Boom!
It was a shiver from the depths of the soul
When the sword was swept across, kuqin and Ge Lao didn''t hesitate to use their own divine power to suppress the remaining power outside the collapsed field.
But Rao is so. Thousands of people outside still feel a shiver under their feet, like the palpitation of the earth breaking down
The roar lasted a long time before it could stop.
However, when the powder rolled up by the sword attack dissipated, people could see the mess in the martial arts field clearly!
Painting for a long time... Kneeling?!
I saw that on the martial arts field, the painting knelt on one knee for a long time and supported the body with trembling arms, so as not to kneel on both knees!
There is only one result that can make the arrogant painting so embarrassed for a long time
He has no strength to stand up!
Indeed, if he had not been swallowed up by his divine power and painted for a long time, he would not want Du Yuesheng to look down on himself from a commanding position.
Qiang bit his bloody teeth and said in a cruel voice: "no... it''s not fair."
Fair?
Hearing the words used by the two weak people to deceive themselves, Du Yuesheng almost laughed
What''s fair in this divine world?
You kneel and the emperor stood unharmed. This is fair!
Succumb to justice under strength!
"Why do you think the temple of your faith is so impeccable?"
Du Yuesheng gave the painting a chance to refute for a long time. Only by giving a trace of divine power to the past did the latter have hysterical strength: "that''s right! In our temple, all justice is strict, and everyone believes in the holy light!
Even if you kill me, you have no right to slander the most supreme light in the divine world! "
Indeed, a proud man like Du Yuesheng can hardly blaspheme in the face of the pure holy light.
He doesn''t want to slander the holy light that symbolizes countless truths and goodness in the divine world, but... He can trample on the temple!
The temple is just a group of divine sticks coming into the world in the holy light. It is not the will of the holy light?!
"Why should you be a saint?"
The painting was speechless by this sudden problem for a long time. He really didn''t know what Du Yuesheng meant.
However, Du Yuesheng still looked so indifferent and repeated, "why should we set up saints below one person and above ten thousand people? Doesn''t your temple preach justice?
Then why the emperor?
Why is there a hierarchy?
Why do ordinary believers let you exploit them? "
"Shut up!"
When the painting roared for a long time, it already represented that he was angry.
He had heard these words more than once, but he was a high Saint at that time and naturally despised them.
But at this time, it sounded so harsh when Du Yuesheng stepped on it!
"Because your temple is just a bunch of self deceiving divine sticks! You are the most disgusting existence in the divine world!
All those who disobey you are heretics. Only those who obey you can survive.
You are so arrogant, do you know the holy light you worship every day? "
The words of heart killing resounded through every corner of the martial arts arena, making no one outside dare to stand up and refute!