"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Chen Liuhe took three or four steps back, his body shaking violently, his chest was undulating, and his eyebrows were also condensed. He felt that the breath in his body was unstable and his right fist was in pain.

In the battle just now, the thick energy of God's Hand was like a vast ocean, giving Chen Liuhe an unmatched feeling.

"Old thing, you hide so deeply. I haven't noticed that you are so reborn like this before." Chen Liuhe said gritting his teeth.

"You were not as powerful as you are now," God's Hand said expressionlessly.

Chen Liuhe sneered: "You must have used some secret technique to pull seedlings and encourage growth, right? But do you think you can definitely suppress me with your strength? Then you may be disappointed tonight."

"Standing from the opposite side of the ancient gods, no matter how big the world is, you will never be able to live in." God's hand was cold.

"Is that so? I just don't believe in this evil." Chen Liuhe said, observing the battle on Nu Xiu's side from the corner of his eyes.

Nu Xiu was fighting against two, and the three of them were fighting in a hot air. The movements over there were obviously much bigger than those on this side. Piles of vigorous lights rose up, stirring up the space shock. The night was constantly twisting, breaking inch by inch, and then repairing quickly. The scene was terrifying.

Especially the Sun God, his divine power is very powerful, containing a huge sense of oppression that makes people feel palpitations. His body is indeed unique and has a more mysterious power than ordinary people. This rumored descendant of the god is extraordinary.

Fortunately, Nu Xiu was strong enough, and his martial arts were endless, and he often caught the two people off guard.

You should know that Nu Xiu’s current real combat power value should be almost the same as that of the old demon of the Sword of Sword, and it is close to Cao Yue’s existence.

He is a top strongman who can already stabilize the average half-step palace level.

The strength of Xiu Apollo and the butcher in the restricted area is also in the half-step hall. Xiu Apollo is stronger. If he fights alone, he should have a small gap with Nu Xiu, and the two of them can compete.

But Nu Xiuqiang learned a lot about his mysterious and mysterious things in his life, and he had many attack methods, which was his advantage.

In short, Nu Xiu has fought against two, and there is no decline at present, so this battle can continue.

Chen Liuhe felt a little calmer, and he focused on the hand of God in front of him.

This guy is worthy of being the Pope of the Holy See. He is known as the spokesperson of God on earth. He also has a shining of holy light. The sacred aura is like purifying some filthy evil in the world, with a huge momentum.

Without giving Chen Liuhe too much time to breathe, God's hand and arm waved, and the dazzling and smooth bloomed.

He once again launched a fierce offensive against Chen Liuhe.

Chen Liuhe's eyes sank, and he did not retreat. He stepped down and rushed out like a cannonball, and in an instant he fought fiercely with the Hand of God.

The red blood light and the white strong light trembled intertwined and collided constantly in the dark night.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, Chen Liuhe did not retain anything, and used all his strength to fight against God's hand and was in a dim and dark way.

After hundreds of confrontations, Chen Liuhe was undoubtedly at a disadvantage. He began to retreat step by step and did not dare to fight against God's hand head-on.

Although Chen Liuhe has the ability to compete with ordinary half-step palace strongmen, this God's hand is definitely not an ordinary half-step palace strongmen.

He also had an inexplicable mystery, and his body was full of characteristics, very strong and vast, and had a sacred aura similar to that of Apollo.

"Satan, give up resistance. Only in this way can we explain to yourself and let you suffer less." After God's hand shook Chen Liuhe back with a palm, he said with a righteous look on his face.

Chen Liuhe raised his eyebrows, raised his palm, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "What's the matter here? I think you'd better take out your scepter directly, otherwise, this battle wouldn't be of much significance."

Chen Liuhe's eyes swept across the back of the hand of God. The old guy was carrying a scepter behind his back. The scepter was silver-white all over. At the top was a strange divine radiant shape, inlaid with a blue gem.

Chen Liuhe has seen this scepter. It is a weapon of God's hand and also a symbol of authority of the Pope of the Holy See.

"You don't even have the qualification to let me sacrifice the scepter." God's hand shouted coldly, stepped forward, and his body turned into a stream of light. The next moment, he rushed to Chen Liuhe. He raised his palm, pressed it down hard, and slapped Chen Liuhe's head.

Chen Liuhe's eyes flashed a few times, and his figure flashed, disappearing from the spot like a phantom.

Immediately afterwards, a strong roar of wind came, and Chen Liuhe punched at the waist of the God's Hand. This blow was tricky and weird and extremely fast.

The Hand of God snorted coldly, with contempt and disdain in his eyes. His body suddenly shook, and his sacred light surged, as if a huge wave was ripped out from the ocean, with a powerful impact pouring out.

Before Chen Liuhe's fist touched the body of God's hand, he felt a huge energy shock coming, which directly shocked him to a few steps back.

Chen Liuhe looked shocked, but before he could calm his mind, God's hand arrived again and launched an even more violent attack on him!

The attack of God's Hand was very powerful, and every move was open and closed, as if every moment was a bit of judgment.

Not to mention the other person, just in this momentum, God's hand is really full of force, always with a lofty and arrogant attitude, as if the people standing in front of him were endless and humble and small.

"Bang!" After more than ten moves of confrontation, Chen Liuhe's chest was hit by the hand of God, and his body flew backwards again. He felt his chest tumbling upside down. The severe pain made Chen Liuhe's face look a little hideous and distorted.

A mouthful of blood could not help but overflowed from Chen Liuhe's mouth.

"Chen Liuhe!" Xing Tian and others who were standing in the distance watching the battle shouted in shock. They were always anxious and wanted to come forward to the tragic battle, but such a fierce battle was not something they could easily intervene. Their strength was not enough to compete, and even if they were not afraid of death, it would be useless.

"Stand and don't move!" Chen Liuhe covered his chest with one hand and waved at several people with the other hand.

This made Xing Tian, ​​Guigu, and Jun Moye, who were about to rush up, stop their bodies.

"I'm fine, I can hold on!" Chen Liuhe took a deep breath and said.
Chapter completed!