Dimensional Chat Room Chapter 482: Please give me a face

　　 Chapter 482, please give me a face

　　 Hearing Ye You's words, Hei Zhen grinned and squeezed his fists, and stepped out in the church hall.

　　Yanfeng Kirei tightened his muscles at this moment. After cruelly tempered body, he can precisely control every muscle without letting his strength be wasted in excess.

　　 The white-haired woman came with a frantic breath, causing Yanfeng Kirei's pupils to shrink.

　　Who is that?

　　Magician?

　　No, never.

　　 As a first-rate surrogate for the church, Yan Feng Qili has handled more than a dozen "heretical" magicians, and he believes he knows some magicians.

　　 This woman exudes a taste completely different from that of a magician.

　　 Paranoid, arrogant, like a blazing fire.

　　 just took a step forward, and gave Qili Yanfeng a great sense of oppression, as if she would be burnt to ashes when she got close.

　　　　Kiri's footsteps stepped back subconsciously, with both hands in a defensive posture of Octopus collapse.

　　"You attacked the clergy in the sanctuary of the church, you want to be with the whole..."

　　 "Ha—isn’t that better?"

　　 Heizhen laughed and dashed forward. Like a wandering black lightning, she broke through the defenses of Yanfeng Qili's hands, rushed into the open chest of the priest, and stayed The charged right fist at the waist violently lifted into the air like a black dragon, and slammed it towards Yanfeng Qili's chin.

　　 "Hao You-Root!"

　　 Hei Zhen yelled cheerfully.

　　 Yanfeng Qili leaned back and flew up.

　　 At the moment he hasn’t landed, Heizhen’s body is slightly facing backwards, pressing all of his weight on the receding right leg, like a cheetah ready to go, arching his body, and the soles of his feet violently rotate to exert force The body leaps up spirally, and the slender thigh stretches out, spinning like a top,

　　 "—— Jia Jia Brugen!"

　　 bang bang, like a child accidentally put his hand into a running electric fan, Yan Feng Qili's face was kicked violently by Heizhen's heels.

　　 Ye You, standing at the door, couldn't help smiling when he saw Hei Zhen's familiar moves.

　　 "It seems that even if Gabriel's aperture has caused an unpredictable change in Heizhen's spiritual foundation, she is still born with her aversion to churches and the like."

　　 Speaking of which, the churches in the world of Xingyue do not believe in Christ.

　　 But it has nothing to do with Ye You.

　　 Heizhen sets ten consecutive sets, and Yanfeng Qili has no strength to fight back.

　　 The last side kick, with a bang--, Yanfeng Qili flew out, smashing the entire arrangement of benches in the church along the way.

　　 "Ah, I feel comfortable."

　　 Whether it was being pressed by that white guy or the gloom that Street Fighter could not win last night, it was released.

　　 The movement of the church hall shocked Yan Feng Rizhao. When he came out of the living room, he saw his son being hanged and his eyes widened.

　　The old priest understands that his son is the kind of man who will constantly seek trials to strengthen his confidence. The deeper the suffering, the more he can play his true value. Therefore, when he was selected as a surrogate by the Templar Church, he carried out an ascetic inhuman training, and he also gained matching abilities.

　　 can defeat Qili so easily, the old priest can only think of the twenty-seventh ancestor at the apex of the dead and the monsters in the burial institution.

　　 But even in the face of such an unknown and powerful enemy, Yan Feng Lizheng did not show timidity, but put on a majestic posture and asked harshly:

　　 "Who are you guys, why are you messing around here!"

　　 Ye You blinked innocent eyes, looked innocently at the aged gray-haired old man, shrugged, and said:

　　 "Ah, what's going on? Just seeing your son's face makes me want to go up and give a punch."

　　 shows such a naked hostility, Yan Feng Rizhao narrowed his eyes, "Are you heretics?"

　　As a priest of the Eighth Secret Society of the Templar Church, he is also a monk who gains insight through asceticism. His son Yanfeng Qili's Bajiquan was also introduced by him, but Yanfeng Lizheng did not practice martial arts for the purpose of fighting and killing. Therefore, his son was even more fierce in the contest with "heresy".

　　 But in fact, Yan Feng Lizheng's Bajiquan is even better than Yan Feng Qili. To say how far it is, you only need to look at his burly size.

　　 But the skill is high and I am afraid of pistols.

　　 If someone shoots him from behind, he can easily kill him.

　　 Ye You motioned to Hei Zhen not to fight, and then looked at the old priest,

　　 "Even if you say infidels...what do you define as infidels?"

　　Feng Lizheng obviously didn’t expect Ye You to ask this question suddenly, but she still put her hands behind her back, and said in a deep voice: “Using mysterious techniques to pollute gods, kill humans, disrupt the world, and distort the world’s operation. The law-the truth of God. This is all heresy and should be extinguished."

　　 "Oh, that's it, that's it, the Templar Church is really an amazing existence."

　　 Ye You applauded, the old **** was unmoved, he frowned, and from the corner of his eyes he glanced at Yanfeng Qili, who was slowly rising from the ground, and buzzed: "Now, your Excellency can tell me, what are you Is it sacred?"

　　"——hahahaha."

　　 Heizhen suddenly laughed while covering his belly, "God's truth? Hahaha, it's really funny, it's funny! Where are you a comedian? If there is a **** in this world, why not call it Does it make a samba dance to save the world?"

　　 Ye You stepped forward and poked Hei Zhen, and said cautiously: "That... there is indeed a **** in this world."

　　"——Ga."

　　 Laughing Heizhen suddenly bit her tongue.

　　 She glared at Ye You with anger and anger, and the corners of her mouth were raised high, "Do you want to experience a barbecue family barrel? Very good, just poke it in your [BEEP] flower, pass it out of your mouth, Roast on the fire in the prison."

　　——Wow.

　　 Ye You looked at Hei Zhen in horror: "Why do you have such a heavy taste?"

　　 This is not the Heizhen I know~IndoMTL.com~ It must be the fault of the waste angel.

　　"—enough!"

　　 Yan Feng Li shouted loudly.

　　 Someone in the sacred church, in front of the priest, ridiculed and insulted the gods, which he absolutely cannot tolerate.

　　 Heizhen Amber’s pupils glanced over, "How can you speak here?"

　　 Seeing Heizhen's posture, Ye You hurriedly stepped forward to hold the black saint, and rounded the field like a peacemaker, "You guys calm down, don't hurt your peace. Please give me a face and stop arguing. ."

　　 Hei Zhen was dragged by Ye You, but Yan Feng Lizheng, who was insulted and believed in her faith, rushed over her forehead with a burst of blue veins and strange strides, creating strong winds.

　　 A pair of iron fists fell like a mighty force on the heads of Ye You and Hei Zhen.

　　 Ye You suddenly shined with ice-blue light on the iris, and everything around seemed to be stagnant. He stretched out his palm and slammed the next shot, taking Yan Fengli into the ground first. The ground throbbed and trembled.

　　 "Please give me a face... Gan! This line is too sand-sculpted, and will be deleted from the ‘One Hundred Golden Sentences’."

　　 Ye You covers his face.

　　

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