Chapter 527 A landscape, a figure
The pope was so angry that his mind was broken. He stared at Xiao Qiufeng, drinking his blood and eating his flesh, his eyes were dyed red and his body was like lightning, and he suddenly flew up from the deck, stepping on the commanding watchtower, with awesome momentum and murderous aura.
"All my sects will destroy your hands. Xiao Qiufeng, today you either die or I die."
Faced with the indignation of the Pope, Xiao Qiufeng did not have much affection. He just looked up and looked at the Pope who was standing tall, and asked coldly: "For no reason, you popes have a habit of standing on a high place to look down on sentient beings. If you really think that sentient beings are your believers, do you need to respect you?"
"It's really not difficult to let you die."
On the other side, the gang of the night attacked and was forced to retreat by the magic weapon team. Nighthawk also blocked the Mafia's gunmen and killed them one by one. Only the Drunken Ghost and Pang Bingquan were opposite each other, without saying or moving, as if they were preparing for the energy of a life-and-death blow.
"Almighty God, your people, pray to you with their lives, give me strength to save all believers in the world. I am willing to give my blood to make up for the boundless killing, Amen"
The Pope looked very pious and begged to the side, but he didn't know that God could not help him at this moment.
"God can't help you, I'll help you!" Xiao Qiufeng's body soared into the air, and his illusion formed a phantom. He didn't want to waste too much energy for these boring people. It was really hateful to disturb him from reunion with all the girls again and again, especially the mafia people. It was too arrogant to peek at Hong Kong.
The killing last night was probably because they had not learned a lesson and did not take the opportunity to withdraw from Hong Kong. They actually joined forces with the night. They wanted to make a comeback, but they were afraid they underestimated the guardian power of the Eastern world.
The Staff of Power, which symbolizes the Pope, has been raised. If the Ten Great Wars will still be alive at this moment, they will kneel down with respect. But unfortunately, they are all dead. No one praises the Pope's seemingly sacred gesture. Xiao Qiufeng's hand has already waved and formed a fist. The fist is surging, like waves rising.
The cane resisted the enemy, forming a three-foot fusion Qi and defense domain, but as Xiao Qiufeng's fist arrived, the power of the divine power had already crushed all the defense domains. The Pope retreated in shock and his figure had already risen. As Xiao Qiufeng advanced, he retreated step by step.
"Compared with Pope III, your power is too weak. You shouldn't have stepped into the land in the East, and you shouldn't have come with the intention of killing. This is no different from seeking death."
The pope's legs condensed on the hull, and the rebound force had already formed. He waved his strong cane and had already slashed. Xiao Qiufeng raised his hand and stood up on his body, forming an arm knife. The two forces collided, and the cane hit his arm. He heard a few "Dangdang" sounds, and let the sparks flew everywhere, and Xiao Qiufeng did not retreat at all.
However, this counterattack was meaningless. Xiao Qiufeng emitted another round of sword energy and arrived in an instant. The cane was cut off by the sword energy in the air and was cut into three pieces. The cane, which symbolized the imperial power of the sect, had completely disappeared this time.
This was what they asked for. They had only three things. They had already killed three times and showed mercy. However, they did not expect that the new pope was so overestimated and came to him automatically. He really thought he was an indestructible body. No one could kill him?
At this moment, the pope knew that he had absolutely no chance of getting out of nothing. His mind was furious and he threw everything away. He used Nirvana's mind technique with no life. For him, he could not use that kind of power at all, but he had no other way.
Xiao Qiufeng did not block it, but said coldly: "It's true that there is no way out. Even this kind of martial art that both sides suffer. Unfortunately, your power is too weak and has no effect on me."
The body was rolled up like the wind, and almost the moment the martial arts power surged, the outer space of Xiao Qiufeng's divine power had been formed, pulling the Pope's body into it. No matter how powerful it was here, it would turn into nothingness when it arrived. For those who did not have divine power, the space was like a sea that could not swimmers, which could be submerged at any time.
When I entered, I was a living pope, but when I came out, I was a cock that had more air intake and less air. One hand had turned into meat foam and scattered everywhere. The pope with only one hand, or it was a very interesting thing.
"Kill me, kill me-" The pope's hair was so terrible that he could see. At this moment, he only wanted to die quickly, but Xiao Qiufeng didn't even look at him. He lost all his skills and his meridians were broken. He no longer needed to take action. If he didn't want to jump into the sea, when the cruise ship sank, he would naturally become a meal for fish.
Seeing Xiao Qiufeng walking towards him, Pang Bingquan felt a sense of shock for some reason. After a punch, he flew back without even thinking about it. He abandoned all the allies on the ship and all his subordinates, and only leaped into the sea and fled privately. His personality was really shameless.
Seeing the sheriff's actions, the countless dead nights on the ship and the mafia members were even more unwilling to fight. Not far away, Rab and the wolfdog's motorboats had arrived quickly. They knew in their hearts that if they didn't escape at this moment, there would be no chance.
No one needed orders, and all members took advantage of the time to leave the ship and jumped into the sea, hoping to find a way out, but Xiao Qiufeng did not give them this opportunity.
The Star and Sun Art, the Soul of Martial Arts, the Dragon Transformation Merge, all the power has caused his body to produce a soft white light to overflow. Like all the escaped people, Xiao Qiufeng has jumped into the sea from the place where Pang Bingquan just escaped. An earthquake-like sound has come from the sea. The cruise ship sways left and right, as if it has encountered the invasion of huge waves.
"Bang bang bang-" A series of explosions aroused from the water. The water column soared into the sky exceeded a hundred meters high. The coast guards coming from afar, looking at this wonder, ordered the stop to move forward again. This powerful explosive power could not be stopped even if they stepped forward.
As the water poured, was the screaming death wailing, and the emergence of blood. The dark night and the mafia gangs who wanted to escape from the water were tung into mud by Xiao Qiufeng. This kind of power was not something that human power could resist. He had already said that in the water, he was a dragon, and the dragon played in the water, and who could escape from his nose.
On the cruise ship, three masters of the dragon team, one of them attacked Bapu, the magical weapon team and the wolf team arrived, clearing all the gang members on the ship. There was only one way for everyone, and that was death.
Looking at the bodies emerging in the water, the people on the boat had given up their resistance. Unfortunately, the killing did not stop because of giving up their resistance. There was no need for prisoners to deal with the night and the mafia.
Even if he possesses a body of magic skills, when he reaches the water, Pang Bingquan feels like he is tied up. If he knows that Xiao Qiufeng is even more cruel in the water, he might rather die than jump away.
As a dragon general, Long Fei had a side that was regarded as a pawn by others. However, his son Long Qianxing became a demon general who did everything and killed people like a murderer. He was arrogant and ended up dying in a foreign land.
At this moment, Pang Bingquan re-traces his father's old path, and only one way to die is left for him.
When his body appeared with the surging sea water, Xiao Qiufeng had stopped strangling in the sea, flew out of the water, shouted sternly: "Everyone left, I want this wheel of night to completely sink into the seabed and annihilate forever."
The illusory knife changed from three zhang to thirty zhang. Even the coast guards several miles away could see clearly, like a thunderbolt, passing by the hull, half of the cruise ship had slowly separated, slowly drifting in the sea, and then sank into the water.
One piece, two piece, the entire cruise ship has been split into several pieces, such as a divided cake, with neat cuts. Even the gangsters hiding in the military cabin can no longer hide at this moment, screaming and struggling desperately, but there is no rescue here, only the destruction of death.
The three masters of the Dragon Group flew back, and the wolfdog and Rabu were even more frightened. They did not expect that Xiao Qiufeng was so cruel and in such a resolute manner, he split a huge cruise ship into several pieces, and it was about to sink. Hundreds of people would be buried in the deep sea.
Bapu was injured, and even in desperation, he couldn't care about so many things. He stepped on the floating objects on the sea and flew away. He knew that this man was completely out of reach in the sea, but he just hoped to escape farther and escape from the sea. This was his only chance.
His idea was good, but he couldn't do it. Xiao Qiufeng's movements were so fast that he had been lifted up from the back of his neck before he had finished all the floating objects.
"As the leader, you really can't be so irresponsible. Indulge your brothers to bully them. Please accompany them. Don't worry, soon, more people will accompany you." The body was thrown up, and before you could resist, you had already discovered that a snatch of robbery had already strung together.
This is the pole of a cruise ship hanging flag, and the only object left on the water at this moment, and this has become his tomb.
The sun sets and the sky is full of colorful clouds. This is the most beautiful moment of the day, but Bapu knows that this is the last time he appreciates in his life. He quietly closed his eyes. Even at the moment of death, he still didn't understand how powerful this man who killed him was.
Chapter completed!