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Chapter two thousand four hundred seventy-ninth manifesto(1/2)

Li Si?

Originally, Li Si was almost forgotten as an ancient figure.

Today's warriors, except for top families like the Lu family, almost no one knows about the Wanshan League back then.

However, with Zhang San's return strongly, a bloody storm was set off in the martial arts world. The story of Wanshan League was added to the fire and was once again revealed to everyone.

It was only the first time that many people knew that Li Si was so powerful!

So much better than Li Shier!

Moreover, as the first person to complete the unification of the martial arts world, his position in the hearts of warriors can be imagined.

No one has seen God, but at least someone has seen Li Si.

Even Li Si's influence is still there!

When they heard the name Li Si from Song Taichong, their hearts suddenly became turbulent.

"You... will be retribution!" St. Paul's face turned red and he spoke with all his strength.

His chest was trampled tightly and it was difficult to breathe.

What made him even more desperate was that this guy's ability was so terrifying!

Saint Paul, who thinks he is already a master, doesn't even have the ability to fight back.

But the noble character and identity make it impossible for him to surrender easily!

"Kill me, God will punish you!"

St. Paul roared in anger.

He just wants to die!

There are other people from the Holy See around, and it is too dangerous to go on rashly now.

If the opponent has companions, the situation will be very unfavorable.

"Die?" Song Taichong shook his head and said, "Death is still a bit luxurious for you. I will pray for you..."

As he said that, he closed his hands together, closed his eyes sincerely, and muttered something: "God, come and save your servant, I step on him, he is almost unable to breathe."

humiliation!

Naked humiliation!

St. Paul gritted his teeth, pulled out the knife from his waist, and stabbed Song Taichong hard on his thigh!

"God's believers are still engaging in conspiracies?" Song Taichong raised his right foot and kicked St. Paul's wrist.

The knife fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

"continue."

Song Taichong spoke coldly with contemptuous eyes.

Killing people is nothing, he wants to kill his heart!

In full view of everyone, humiliated the Holy See and let all those people stand up!

The greater the loss of the Holy See, the more angry it will be!

"Hurry up and save this brother." Sang Gou waved his hand and hundreds of people sat cross-legged, some burning paper and some playing suona.

"I said, this man is not dead yet, the funeral will be held first?"

The well-believed oriental warrior was eating melon seeds next to him and asked.

"What, do you want to take the gift?" Sang Gou glared, scaring the man so much that he didn't dare to speak.

As the spirit banner started to fight, the suona emerged!

A song directly shocked the warriors in the hotel.

The Funeral Alliance is a full-service platform. The chefs have set up their pots and started cooking, waiting for the meal to start.

The chefs in Fenglai Hotel are first-class in cooking.

But when the chef of the Funeral Alliance cooked dishes, the surrounding group of warriors couldn't help but drool.

So fragrant!

Things in high-end hotels cannot make the taste of a village meal.

This is a prosperous place, and the people from the Holy See can no longer hold on!

Killing someone to kill your heart!

If this is spread, who else will believe in God in the future?

I'm afraid I can't make it over for a thousand years.

The Western warrior in red slowly closed his eyes and prepared to rotate the bracelet.

"What are you doing?" his companion grabbed his hand and warned: "You have thought about it, it's too dangerous to do this!"

"I can't bear it!"

The warrior in red growled angrily: "Riding on our heads and shit, we also want to thank us, and even say that it is fragrant. Who can bear such humiliation!"

"But the mission given to us is to act in secret. If you do this, you will definitely be exposed!" The companion tried hard to dissuade us: "We have been tolerated for thousands of years, but can't we stand it now?"

"As long as we kill these miscellaneous people, we will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. The Holy See will reward us at that time, but it is impossible to say." The warrior in red pushed away his companion and twisted his bracelet.

This is a treasure of the Holy See, and the bracelet is said to be stained with the blood of Jesus.

There is another saying that the bracelet was stolen from the coffin of Jesus.

But none of these matters, what matters is that it is amazing!

Just turn, you can use the power of the warrior to create the illusion of Jesus like Father Zach.

With this move, you can shock your opponent!

The warrior in red stood up and felt his wrist sting.

At the same time, behind him, an image of Jesus really appeared!

"Look! It's God!"

With a scream!

Everyone in the hotel saw it.

An illusion of Jesus, more than ten meters tall, appeared in the Fenglai Hotel!

"God is here!"

The missionaries shouted wildly.

Those believers were even more excited!

The warriors who had only heard of it and had not gone to the Sweat Blood Ridge were originally questioning.

But now, what they saw with their own eyes and even felt a sense of pressure!

Very heavy and forced pressure suddenly hit!

It made them unable to help but want to kneel down!

"Is there really God?" Many people were shocked in their hearts when the illusion of God appeared.

They knelt on the ground and became believers in an instant.

"How about this, these stupid Eastern warriors now know that God is powerful? The Holy See will not only not scold me, but also praise me!"

The warrior in red snorted coldly.

Seeing this, my companion had to admit that maybe he did the right thing.

The entire hotel, doubts disappeared instantly.

No one speaks big, no one laughs at him.

Hundreds of people kneeled on the ground.

boom!

A crisp sound.

The suona exploded.

Another sound, the cooking pot was fried too!

"God is going to punish you!"

St. Paul laughed!

His words made the people present feel trembling.

I was afraid that this heavenly power would fall on my head.

Sure enough!
To be continued...
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