Chapter 1275: I am your **** [second more]

Both Genova and Wisteria Irina's expressions turned into pig's liver color,

and the ridiculous tone of dust-free, anyone can hear the legendary holy sword

as a ** burning fire stick!

Even burning a fire stick is not as good. At least the fire stick can be used

to cook, but the holy sword is not only useless but burns.

The dust of contemptuousness devalued the holy sword is worthless.

"boom!"

Genova slaps the table in anger, stands up angrily and points to the dust,

"Boy, give me your tone of attention, don't think you are a human being

without a chicken and I will let you go!"

"Humans without hands?"

After hearing that, Lias felt very funny. If there was no dust, it would be

considered as powerless. The strong man who had been killed by him would cry

in the toilet and wash his face with tears all day.

"Popularity."

Wisteria Irina immediately gave Dust-free a label that likes to lie, with

round / moist mouth / lips open, "If you can take out our artifact, I will

..."

"Is the artifact you say such a thing?

The dust-free palm gathers the shining light, and then the golden sword is

compressed according to the will.

"this is"

Wisteria Irina's thin lips stretched into an "o" shape. Due to the short

distance, the lightsaber's light reflected her face. The sacred and warm light

was extremely comfortable, and she could not help squinting and enjoying.

"What the ** is this guy, thankfully I spoke slowly."

Wisteria Irina is sweating coldly. She is actually going to say that as long

as Dust-free can take out the artifact, she is willing to be a slave for the

slave.

This is indeed a holy sword!

"Here, the nature and energy of this sword is close to the holy sword, but

there is a fundamental difference."

Lias also felt incredible. As the heir of the Jimmon family, she naturally

understood the holy sword. The power of this lightsaber that Wuchen took out

was consistent with that of the holy sword. The scorching sacred light was

noble and inviolable. Offense, the sharp edge reflected by the sword's body

makes the soul shudder, more than the holy sword of the church, the only

difference is that there is no such kind of chill and horror when encountering

natural enemies.

"Who are you sacred !?"

Genova and Wisteria Irina asked involuntarily, eyes slightly stunned with a

light sword in the dustless hand, instinctively thought it was something of

the church.

"Don't you say that before, I'm just an ordinary human."

Wu Chen continued to reiterate, and then added, "Of course, if strength can

ignore racial boundaries, you can also think of me as Archangel Michael."

"Do not..."

Seems to realize what he's saying wrong, and said quietly, "You should think

of me as your Lord, God!"

"This is blasphemy!"

It was said that Genova and Wisteria Irina were furious, especially Genova.

Her bandaged swords were all burst, and the sharp holy sword had swept out.

"Oh!"

auzw.com Genova jumped up with the holy sword and chopped it toward the dust

at an extremely tricky angle.

"Trash wants to cut me? Naive."

Eyelids lifted slightly and glanced at the sharp edge on the left, and closed

her eyes cleanly and safely.

"Crazy enough!"

Witnessing Dust closed her eyes to deal with herself, Genova's hands were even

more powerful, and the sword body was covered with a glowing light.

If you just wanted to hurt the dust, then now you are going to shatter him.

"Well, Genova's Soul Under the Sword, this time one more ..."

Wisteria Irina closed her eyes, not wanting to see the cruel scene of the

dustless corpse separating.

"Oh!"

Destroying the cutting edge of the holy sword's edge suddenly heard a crisp

sound, and also drew a bright spark, just like a blow to the rock.

Genova's arms were numb.

"Impossible, how can a human do this kind of thing ?!" Jenova yelled loudly,

with a harsh sharpness due to the excessive shock.

The strange Wisteria Irina also opened her eyes, and she didn't know what to

look at, so she stayed in the next second, and the scene in front of her was

thunderous.

"One finger against the edge of the holy sword ?!"

Liasi exclaimed first, exclaimed, her eyes were protruding outward, and the

blood was spreading densely in her eyes, her breathing speed became several

times faster, and her breath was like a cow.

Looking along her line of sight, a dustless finger reached the front of the

holy sword, and even if Jeliwa struggled hard, he couldn't move forward.

Wuchen's white jade's fingers are obviously condensed by flesh and blood,

giving the illusion of an Optimus God!

"Jenova is this guy undercover? Are you two performing a cabaret? But this is

too fake. How could a finger be stronger / harder than a holy sword? No rookie

audience like me ca n’t do it, bad reviews ! "

Wisteria Irina, who was stunned, said with pride, showing the smile of the

winner, and she was glad that she had worn out dust-free and Genova's poor

acting skills.

Then staring like a torch on the dust-free head, Wisteria Irina decisively

liberated the holy sword, "I will cut your head this time and tear through

your bad home performance."

The straight holy sword is extremely sharp, and Moreng Hanmang reflects on the

face of the person, making his face change greatly. He retreats three feet,

and immediately detects the shadow and oppression of death.

"call out!"

Wisteria Irina jumped up, jumped over the dust-free head, concentrated her

whole body's strength on her right arm, gathered huge strength and swooped

down!

"Oh!"

Wisteria Irina trembled by hand, faintly heard a "click", opened her eyes full

of hope, thought that her dust-free head had been chopped, and the sudden

scene made her stop breathing.

Dustless head had nothing at all, but a semi-circular gap in her artifact!

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