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The defeated Patriarch Xia and the new Pope looked at each other in surprise.
It has always been a consensus that Shu Zhaoqing is very strong, but no one can think of it.
she.
It can be so strong!
The two are not their opponents when they exert their cultivation with all their strength, and it is even difficult to get benefits in their hands. Such a sense of frustration and powerlessness.
Only in this life!
At the moment when the two were surprised, Shu Zhaoqing waved his hand across the air and shattered countless arrows in the air. The arrows shattered into iron and wood fragments and scattered all over the ground, like an iron rain.
And just as the iron rain was falling, Shu Zhaoqing's calm tone came slowly.
"It's useless, you just want to get this pool of water, but with me here, it's just a dream for you."
The tone that sounded gentle was extremely heavy, Shu Zhaoqing stepped lightly, and blood spread thinly under her feet, and the blood seeped into the ground and stained a line of red footprints.
At this time, her breathing was also a little heavy, and she even felt that her eyelids were very heavy. The injuries on her body made her life like a dead leaf in the wind, just waiting for the moment of landing to get the final release.
However, the crowd backed away in the face of Shu Zhaoqing's oppression, and the new Pope shouted angrily.
"Trash! In front of the demons, you must have the ambition to sacrifice your life for righteousness. If you stop in the face of the persecution of the demons, how can you be called a believer of the gods, and how can you be called a hero of the Xia family of Nanliang country! Take a step back and resign from the teaching position to be expelled from Qingyang town!"
With the words of the Pope, the believers of the church were restrained by him one after another. Although they were afraid in their hearts, they had to move forward step by step with trembling legs.
And the members of the Xia family also stepped forward with fear in the cold eyes of patriarch Xia.
"kill!"
With a killing intent, everyone fell into madness, and then broke out into extreme madness under extreme fear. Hundreds of monks rushed towards Shu Zhaoqing. Suddenly, swords, lights and swords rose one after another, and the torrent of mana swept across the field.
Shu Zhaoqing stood on the spot without moving a step, with his hands folded left and right, and the monks fainted powerlessly in front of him. Afterwards, his figure also started to move, moving through the sea of ??people as if entering an uninhabited land, often hitting a person unconscious with a single palm drop.
However, although everyone faced Shu Zhaoqing with a violent fighting spirit, no one could see Shu Zhaoqing's figure clearly, and accidental injuries happened from time to time in the chaos.
Seeing this, Patriarch Xia and the new Pope frowned and rushed into the battle group. The two followed Shu Zhaoqing closely with a pincer attack, and attacked from left to right, causing smoke and dust to rise in front of Shenshui Tan.
The two cooperated with the offensive of the remaining dozens of people to compete with Shu Zhaoqing for a while, and as Shu Zhaoqing's physical strength continued to weaken, her defeat would be inevitable.
But Patriarch Xia and the new Pope both know that it is impossible to defeat Shu Zhaoqing with such a crowd tactic. The purpose now is to weaken her physical strength and make her mentally exhausted. Why aren't the two of them waiting for the best? timing.
The battle continued for another cup of tea, and Shu Zhaoqing's breathing became more and more rapid. The clothes in front of her were soaked with blood, which made her steps a little suffocated, and her breath gradually slackened. stand up.
Seeing that she was so entangled, she couldn't find a way to cast her great magic power.
I saw Shu Zhao Qingsu grasping the sky and the earth with a sudden hurricane, and the violent wind gathered in her hand, and everyone's bodies fell towards her in the strong wind.
And among these people, only Patriarch Xia and the new Pope could stand firm against each other, and the others were all turned into dead leaves in the wind and rolled on the ground.
And after everyone rolled in front of her, in the hands of Shu Zhaoqing, the Yijing was a group of wind that was compressed to the extreme.
Her hand also opened at this time, and in her hand was a wild storm blooming!
The hurricane that exploded in an instant, rolled up all the objects around, the rocks pierced through the trees and broke, and the people who were thrown at random hit the ground and hit the rocks, and the blood burst in an instant, and the sound of wailing was frantic. In the sound of the wind, the howling hurricane is like a knife, like a sword, breaking rocks, breaking ground, cutting water and breaking air!
The chaotic scene lasted until the sound of the wind subsided, and what was left after the hurricane was nothing but a mess and wailing and screaming. Those monks were seriously injured in the hurricane, many of their limbs were broken and their bones were broken, and many of them were covered in blood. Moaning endlessly after being pierced by the rocks.
None of these hundreds of people could continue to fight, but miraculously none of them died. Although many were seriously injured, it may be due to Shu Zhaoqing's mercy.
And Shu Zhaoqing also turned pale after casting such a powerful spell, she was panting violently and even her moving steps were trembling.
hereThe new Pope of ?? noticed this detail, he and Patriarch Xia retreated a certain distance, and then stretched out his hand and waved towards the back of the woods.
"There is no doubt that you are very strong, Shu Zhaoqing, but it is impossible for you not to care about these people."
Following the words of the new Pope, a group of believers escorted a dozen people behind the forest and knelt down in front of Shu Zhaoqing.
Most of these people are old people in their seventies and eighties and one or two children, and these people are the villagers who have lived with Shu Zhaoqing for many years in the mountain village.
Shu Zhaoqing's heart ached when she saw this, she slowly stretched out her hands, her trembling hands were reluctant to let go of these friends who had spent so many years with her.
She took trembling steps step by step and came slowly.
"You, you, I will definitely rescue you."
And these elderly people who were escorted saw the person they had always respected become so embarrassed and painful, and everyone couldn't bear it.
She has been helping everyone, teaching everyone, bringing peace to everyone and harmony to this village without asking for anything in return.
But why, why?
A person with a kind heart is a devil, and a person who saves lives and heals the wounded is a devil. If you treat your original Pope like this, when will the heaven and the earth be so uneducated!
Maybe the world is not benevolent, but at least there is kindness in people's hearts, and that piece of light is in Shu Zhaoqing's heart.
"Pope, don't worry about us, Pope, let's go, we are all old people, we are dying. We can die, because after we die, there are countless people like us in the world, but the Pope can't, There is only one Pope, and there is only one Pope in the world.¡±
All the elders cried out on the verge of death, they did not want Shu Zhaoqing to continue to bleed for them.
But those two children were different. They were naturally afraid, and fear was revealed in their dark pupils, and the tears at the corners of their eyes were even more glaring.
Those tears hurt Shu Zhaoqing's heart.
Children are innocent.
Regardless of the opposition of the elders, Shu Zhaoqing waved several streamers of light to defeat the believers behind her, and then came to the elders in a flash.
"Get up quickly, you won't die if I'm here."
As Shu Zhaoqing said, she picked up a child and held another child with the other hand, and the elders were moved.
But at this moment, a sly smile appeared on the face of the new pope.
Maybe it's because of such a long time of fighting and the accumulation of injuries that Shu Zhaoqing's spiritual sense is insufficient, or maybe it's because she has no guard against these two children at all.
But in the hand of the child that Shu Zhaoqing was holding, a copper-yellow magic pestle pierced deeply into Shu Zhaoqing's heart.
A trace of puzzlement appeared on Shu Zhaoqing's face, she let go of the two children's hands, and only retreated weakly.
At this time, the two children also smiled charmingly and turned into two paper figurines, which were reduced to ashes in a raging fire.
The elders who were shocked by this scene have not yet reacted.
The voice of the new pope also sounded.
"Hahaha, Shu Zhaoqing, forgive me for how much you can do. If you stab the heart with the magic pestle, you will definitely die!"
After listening to the words of the new pope, all the elders realized that they had been used and did a wrong thing. Perhaps they should have died earlier.
In remorse, a few old men bit their tongues and committed suicide, and then the other old men also lived shamelessly in the world and died one after another.
Shu Zhaoqing looked at the scene in front of her, her vision was blurred, she didn't know whether it was blood or tears, but she seemed to see a figure in the haze.
A white dress is in front of her. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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