Looking at Vermeer, Song Ziyu fell into a dilemma.

"If you want to pass, you have to step on my body!"

Vermeer said.

"Hand over the inscription and I will take my people away immediately."

Song Ziyu said. ??

"This is not a matter of whether the inscription is on the inscription or not." Vermeer said: "We can't let you leave!"

"Why?"

Song Ziyu asked.

Vermeer said: "Because you are the one who is destined to destroy the Holy Clan!"

"Who said that?"

Song Ziyu said: "I have nothing to do, I have nothing to do, I have nothing to do, and I have to hold on until I think about destroying you every day. How tired I am."

"This is a prophecy, the prophecy of the ancestors back then." Vermeer wanted to say something else.

At this time, the leader of the temple was already a little impatient: "Vermeer, there is no need to tell them this, just do it, we need your power."

Vermeer gritted his teeth and looked hesitant.

At this moment, I don’t know if Vermeer is regretting that he should not have deceived Song Ziyu into coming to the Dark Temple.

Vermeer thought about Song Ziyu's power and terror, but he never thought it would be so terrifying!

"It seems we must meet each other in war."

Vermeer said.

"Get out of the way, I won't hit women." Song Ziyu said to Vermeer: ​​"Give up the resistance, and I will spare your life."

"Do you dare to let me live? If I live, what you do tonight will be known to the people of the Sabbat Alliance tomorrow!" Vermeer smiled bitterly: "If I don't die, you will be endlessly hunted!

"

Song Ziyu fell silent.

This woman makes herself feel like her cerebellum has shrunk.

However, Song Ziyu was still a little hesitant after all, whether he should take the lead.

"I know you can't be cruel to this little girl. You can leave this place to me while you deal with that guy." Xiaoshuang said to Song Ziyu.

Song Ziyu looked at the master of the temple and nodded: "That's fine. I don't have any psychological burden if I beat this guy."

"Are you insulting me?" The Lord of the Holy Temple said: "Although you are the legendary Son of Destruction, don't underestimate me! I am the best among all the second-generation saints!"

While he was talking, the master of the temple took action!

The sharp claws suddenly expanded!

A terrifying giant skeleton hand appeared in the corridor.

This giant skeletal hand was at least half the size of the tunnel. When it was grabbed with one claw, the faceless armored men were like little people kneaded by dough. They were beaten to pieces on the spot.

"Humph, a bunch of clowns!"

After killing several faceless warriors, the giant skeleton claw continued to grab Song Ziyu.

"Well done!"

Song Ziyu sneered, raised one hand forward, and then held it in the air.

Boom!

The giant skeleton claw was half a meter in front of Song Ziyu's fist, and the attack was forcibly stopped!

The two sides fell into a short-term dispute

A temporary stalemate.

It seems that the huge skeletal claws of the Lord of the Temple can no longer make an inch forward.

However……

Is this really the case?

"Do you think you can really stop me? What a joke!" The leader of the temple sneered, and then shook his robe.

With this little action!

The giant skeleton claw suddenly mutated!

I saw the claw center of the huge skeleton claw, and a smaller skeleton claw broke through the constraints of space, and then grabbed Song Ziyu's face!

Song Ziyu was shocked!

The space barrier that I carefully constructed was broken open just like that!

Thanks to Song Ziyu's quick response, when the skull's claws were about to scratch his face, he took a few steps back and managed to avoid the attack.

The old guy hid it deep enough.

After reacting, Song Ziyu felt very depressed.

The master of the temple can break through his own space barrier, which shows that he is very accomplished in space ability, but this guy hid it and only burst out at the critical moment, catching himself off guard.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu was still a little scared.

If this claw is really caught, I don't know whether I will die, but I will definitely be disfigured, and maybe my nose will be pulled off.

"Damn..."

Song Ziyu couldn't help but curse secretly.

It's not over yet!

Having broken through the space barrier, the Lord of the Temple pursued the victory.

Although Song Ziyu dodged the first blow, he had no chance to breathe at all. The skull's sharp claws pushed forward layer by layer, clinging to it like maggots on the tarsal bones!

Seeing that the skull's sharp claws were about to scratch his face, Song Ziyu couldn't help it anymore and finally pulled out the long knife from his waist.

Don’t dare to hesitate at all!

The long knife fell on the skeleton's sharp claws, and sparks bloomed.

The body of this temple master was so hard that it was beyond Song Ziyu's imagination. It's no wonder that the old guy could easily hammer the faceless armor into a puddle of mud.

However, this does not prevent Song Ziyu from changing the trajectory of the skull's claws.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hide!"

The Lord of the Temple sneered: "The Dark Temple is my home court! There is no way you can defeat me in my home court..."

Before the Lord of the Temple finished speaking, an iron fist suddenly appeared in front of his face!

Shocked!

The sudden appearance of this iron fist was really frightening. Even the leader of the temple was a zombie and was frightened.

By the time the temple master reacted, the iron fist had already landed squarely on the temple master's face.

Bang!

The leader of the church was caught off guard and was knocked into the wall on the spot.

This punch was so powerful that it had the power of a meteor falling to the ground.

Such a terrifying blow, even the leader of the temple was beaten to the point where he could not recover for a long time.

"Who? Who dares to sneak attack me?"

The leader of the temple who fell from the wall was furious and looked around for his target.

At this time, Ah Fa was standing at a corner, echoing Song Ziyu from a distance, and it was Ah Fa who punched him just now.

"Afa, your hands..."

Song Ziyu was shocked!

Because just now Song Ziyu saw Afa's fist leave his body, and then fly more than ten meters away and directly hit the face of the temple master.

Ah Fa heard the sound and explained: "After the last injury, the body has been highly modified, so there is no need to make a fuss."

"Let's work together!"

Song Ziyu nodded to Ah Fa.

So the two of them attacked the master of the temple together.

At this time, we are on the battlefield. Who cares about martial ethics? If you can win, it will be good.

However, the Lord of the Temple is really powerful. He is dressed in copper skin and iron bones and can be beaten no matter how hard he is, as if he is unharmed.

It was only at this moment that Song Ziyu deeply felt his lack of attack ability.

Facing ordinary situations, it's okay. With his brute strength and spatial ability, he can always create a crushing force.
To be continued...