Beta is not a pure warrior, and does not have the talented skills such as "fist and foot mastery". The strength of this flying kick is tantamount to an impact hammer for ordinary people or weaker spell casters. However, this pretty young pope had a weak barrier in front of his face blocking it. Beta kicked it up, and ripples appeared in the barrier.

It was actually a double barrier... Beta tickled in his heart, but he didn't expect that this guy was as "fearing death" as he did.

In fact, Beta also has two trigger type protection barriers.

Although he was not hurt, as long as a little arrogant person saw a sole sticking to his eyes, he would be furious and crazy, especially those like Pope Life who are already standing at the top of the pyramid.

An indescribable rage erupted in the heart of the young Pope of Life, and he roared: "You..."

But Beta would wait for him to finish his words and kick his left foot into his chest again.

There was still a magic circle, but this time he was kicked and fell to the ground. The round barrier before was immediately broken, and Beta turned around and copied the falling golden sword into his hand.

Although Beta's kick still did not hurt the Pope of Life, it interrupted the opponent's magic frequency.

In combat, the frequency of magic running is very important. Just like the attack rhythm of melee combat, magic frequency is also a battle rhythm.

For top spell casters, the flow and use of magic in the body is like breathing.

If you breathe in a mess, it will naturally have a lot of impact on the speed and power of casting.

The sound of wind was whistling in his ears. The falling young pope regained his magic power in less than two seconds. This was the first time he was suppressed so badly. The anger in his heart was about to burst out again. When he raised his eyes, he saw two powerful flame storms in the air chasing them one by one.

The diameter of each flaming explosion is about four meters.

Just by watching, you can tell how powerful these two inflamed dynasties are.

He used the floating technique to finally stabilize his body and finally stabilize his magic pulse rhythm. As long as he gave him another half a second, he could take full advantage of his full strength.

But when he saw these two huge powerful fireballs shooting down, he had no way to use flying magic for the time being, so he had to hurry. Even with his mental response, he immediately instantly sent a circle of magic shields in front of him again.

Two powerful explosions of flames directly hit the magic shield, and the loud bang produced by the violent explosion was like thunder, which could be heard in the entire Holy City of Life.

Many people walked out of the house and watched the two balls of white clouds slowly spreading out in the air.

Then, two black dots fell down in the clouds one after another.

At the same time, there seemed to be colorful light around the two black dots.

At this time, the nostrils of the Pope of Life had begun to bleed. Even if there was a magic shield to help block the damage, Beta's powerful explosion of flame technique was not so easy to get. Moreover, the fighting rhythm was controlled by Beta, and the opponent forced a powerful magic shield to instantly blew it into his spirit.

The Pope of Life wiped his nose and looked above him. He was about to fight back, but he saw dozens of strange magic tricks smashed down.

His anger rose again. If he was a little worried about his mental backlash just now, he no longer cared about it.

"It's too much!"

The Pope of Life roared and tried his best to fire two layers of magic shields, and each of his left and right hands held a thunder gun and threw it at Beta with great momentum.

The lightning gun was so fast that it almost reached the speed of sound.

But Beta was mentally prepared. He moved sideways twice in the air and avoided two thunder guns. Then the magic tricks hit the Pope of Life, and only three spells were blocked... These are directly harmful magic tricks.

In an instant, colorful light flashed on the body of the Pope of Life, which was a sign of the effect of the debuff spell. The Pope of Life had too much concern about Beta's fire explosion technique, arcane flying weakly, and coin bombardment of three harmful magics, so he only placed two magic shields to fight against this direct damage.

He really didn't expect that Beta's attainment in debuffing magic is not bad.

When Beta saw the opponent being hit by debuff magic, he curled his lips disdainfully... This young pope is good, but he is easy to be impulsive and has no substantial combat experience.

If he performed normally, he could hold on to Beta's hand for at least ten minutes, but now... he was in an absolute disadvantage in less than a minute.

Feeling that his body gradually became weak and the flow of magic in his body began to slow down. The young pope faded out of his rage and finally felt a little panic.

Because of the Cloud Tengyun Technique and knowing what wind resistance is, Beta fell at a faster speed in a straight-through position.

All priests have high willpower and strong magic resistance. The effect and time of debuff magic on them will be greatly reduced.

However, the superposition of nearly ten magic effects with different debuffs is enough even if it only takes ten seconds.

Beta had already fallen before Pope Life escaped the debuff magic effect.

The body became upright again, stepped on his magic shield directly, looking at the face below that he seemed a little hesitant and extremely angry.

Beta's mouth showed a disdainful smile, she had a lot of attributes, but her combat awareness was too poor.

Seeing this, Pope Life was so angry that his lips were trembling.

But now he can only hide behind the magic guards and has no power to fight back.

The two continued to fall, and Beta raised the golden sword and stabbed it down hard.

The sword light brought by sword will pierce two layers of shields. Although the sword light of sword will also disappear, the tip of the golden sword stabbed the forehead of the Pope of Life.

The Pope of Life stretched out his right hand and blocked his forehead.

In Beta's opinion, this was a useless act, how could the flesh and blood body be able to block his golden sword?

But this happened. The golden sword stabbed the palm of the Pope of Life. As the flesh and blood burst out, a tingling sound rang out. The golden sword stabbed a hard thing and penetrated it, and then made a tingling sound, stabbing a hard thing again.

This time, it stabbed in about half a centimeter, but the sword could no longer move forward.

A large amount of blood flowed from the forehead of the Pope of Life.

This is...a very hard hand bones and skulls.

Before Beta could have time to show his sighing expression on his face, the Pope of Life grabbed Beta's long sword despite the blood in his hand and said grimly: "You can't kill me."

At this time, the two were already very close to the ground. The Pope of Life stretched out his left hand and wanted to use magic on Beta, but Beta made a quicker move and kicked him in the face and his nose was flattened.

The Pope of Life smashed on the ground like a cannonball, dust and mud flying.

Beta stepped on a cloud of auspiciousness and looked at the unmovable enemy below. He wanted to end the battle with a fireball technique, but he suddenly floated back several meters.
Chapter completed!