The brief internal strife ended, and the faces of the powerful foreigners became even more ugly.

Looking at Lu Yao, who was not even tearing his clothes, everyone felt powerless.

Fortunately, Joan of Arc also knocked away the gravel buried on his body and jumped back to the field.

According to his combat instinct during his lifetime, this female hero hid a wide-blade sword behind the shield, and acted as a "defense and attack" attitude, and rushed towards the enemy with a sweet voice.

Under her leadership, a group of foreigners also regrouped and launched a siege again.

First, Chamberlain kept throwing out the blood-colored whip like tentacles.

In order to prevent being dragged over, it dared not hold it on its own, but instead treated it as a net to entangle and restrict its opponent.

This blood-colored long whip that can condense with blood is called "Grip of the God of the Underworld". It has extremely strong corrosion and devouring ability.

In the war to suppress the Black Continent 20 years ago, a golden chief of the Boer people ate all the leather and bones in just a few breaths.

Krimson also shot green "disintegrating rays", or "high-frequency oscillating particles". Even a tank had to turn into powder!

The spells of these two people are terrifying. If they fall on others, they will definitely enjoy the most tragic way of death in the world and let out a wail from hell.

Unfortunately, facing Lu Yao, it became like a joke.

He raised his hand and carried the "disintegrating ray", making the beam of light become shattered like an egg hitting a stone, and the immortal golden body was only a little thin.

Then, he wrapped 4 or 5 blood-colored whips in nothing and used "The Sorrow of the Dragon" to Joan of Arc.

The terrifying force gathered from the whole body to the fist, and by the way, the blood-colored whip was easily broken and swung away like cooked noodles.

Just as he was knocked over, Joan of Arc was ready to put the round shield at a large angle and trembled violently, and repeatedly unloaded the force with one bounce and one block.

With the huge crack spreading under her feet, she actually took the punch!

At the same time, she also used the force in it to give Lu Yao a backhanded sword.

With a loud "kneel" metallic attack, Lu Yao raised his hand to block the sword. The power that had nowhere to vent was exploded, causing the earth to disappear again.

At this moment, he developed a little curiosity about the female undead in front of him.

It is rare to have no thinking and far inferior in strength, but it is really rare to be able to deal with yourself by relying on your combat instinct during your lifetime.

Just as he was about to explore it, Lincoln swung his magic axe and joined the attack waves, and used a force to cut Huashan.

Lu Yao fought hard with the magic axe in his backhand style "Dragon Tail Wavering".

A violent impact broke out in the loud bang, and Lincoln just retreated as if nothing had happened.

But a prince who helped him share the damage screamed loudly and a huge hole broke out on his body.

Joan of Arc immediately stepped forward to fill the seat and cooperated with Lincoln to attack the enemy.

But I saw swords, shields, and axes roaring and flying, and the battlefield exploded like thunder. The already vast land became more and more messy, just like the landform on the surface of the moon.

The light of the spell flashed from time to time, making countless brighter scenes.

Chamberlain and Crymenceau were not idle either, and cast spells to interfere, and at the same time they also made a few words to each other.

Crimson glanced at the stinging sword on the other party's waist and said, "Your moves are useless! Like a man, draw your sword and rush forward to fight!"

Chamberlain said: "Idiot! Why don't you go by yourself!"

"You let a caster fight melee?"

"Your spell is useless anyway."

...

After only a few words of conversation, the situation in the field had taken a sharp turn for the worse.

Lu Yao accumulated his strength and used "Bloody Battle of Eight Directions". In one second, he punched out countless fists, and the whole field was filled with sobs and sounds of whimpering through the air. Joan of Arc and Lincoln were instantly submerged by his fists.

Under the storm-like attack, Joan of Arc erected a round shield to block most of the attacks.

But the violent force repeatedly bombarded, and the shield-held arm broke on the spot. The round shield flew out from her hands. She was also bombarded and rolled countless circles of plowing the half-mile long trench.

Lincoln was not much better either. He blocked the vital points with an axe, and his lower body was blown to disappear from the waist.

The poor prince who helped share the damage could not bear it at all, and instantly turned into dust and disappeared into the air.

The President also flew out one kilometer again, whistling and smashing a white marble sculpture.

The head of the sculpture fell next to him, exactly the same as himself. This is a sculpture spontaneously built for the president under the love of the people, and it is destroyed at this moment.

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The air was filled with dust, covering the sun, making it look like dusk, which was clearly noon.

At this moment, the foreigners all looked extremely desperate.

The opponent can smash himself to pieces with one blow, but the method he is proud of cannot leave even a trace on him! Even his clothes are intact!

The strength gap is too obvious, and the enemy in front of you is simply not something you can defeat!

Just as everyone lost their fighting spirit, a crisp roar suddenly came from the field: "Drink!!"

I saw Joan of Arc, who had a broken arm, climbed up at some point. When he felt his companion's fighting spirit was declining, he immediately issued the "Unforcing Roar" according to his instinct during his lifetime.

"Drink!!"

"Drink!!"

The roar is full of fighting spirit of sacrifice and unyielding life, which is extremely inspiring!

Lincoln screamed and stood up with a magic axe: "With this lady here, we will definitely be able to create miracles when we fight for our lives!"

Chamberlain and Crymenceau were also very motivated and were ready to fight to the death.

Even Lu Yao was excited when he heard this roar, and he couldn't help but feel curious! If he could make such a roar, he would definitely be a real warrior and a real hero.

"You were definitely not an unknown person before your lifetime. Who were you?"

He raised his hand and picked up Joan of Arc's shield with his heart and saw that "Madam Jenny" was written in French on the handle.

As a foreigner, Lu Yao certainly didn't know the allusions and could not judge the origin of this woman.

He immediately contacted Fran who was traveling in France and asked: "What is the allusion of 'Madame Jenny' written on the shield?"

The other party responded excitedly: [This is Joan of Arc's weapon! She also has a sword called the Sword of St. Catherine! Wait a minute, what do you ask about this?]

"Guo'er tells you in detail."

After disconnecting from communication, Lu Yao stared at the female undead with broken arms and roaring, showing a hint of respect:

"It turns out that he is an ancient hero, but I'm rude. Well, I'll give you all my strength to return to peace and respect."

Lincoln and others, who were still fighting spirit just now, were a little stunned when they heard this: "All strength... means..."

Lu Yao took a deep breath and lit all 180 acupoints!

In an instant, the pressure around him suddenly sank, and the air around him became extremely blurred. The tiny stones under his feet were lifted into the air by an invisible force and turned into powder. Anyone could feel the terrifying energy contained in his body.

The three of them changed their color in horror: "You crazy man... you have been hiding your strength!?"
Chapter completed!