The armed forces of the heavens confront Richard, who never makes mistakes like a god.

Many people have imagined what the decisive battle between the two people would be like and what the process would be, but they did not expect to reach the climax from the beginning.

Uli raised his heavy sword high above his head and slashed Richard in the air dozens of meters away. The golden light gathered on the sword gathered into a torrent of holy light, roaring, rushing towards Richard with the power to destroy everything.

Richard dragged the Holy Killing behind him, pointed to the ground with his left hand open in front of his chest, and the elves on his fingertips jumped. A little spark was rushing out of Richard's fingertips, rotating and dancing in the air. Each one seemed to have its own soul. Richard flipped his left hand and pushed out toward Uli from afar. All sparks seemed to have been ordered at the same time, and quickly swung in the air, forming a passage circled by fire in the direction of Richard's fingers. Then a little dark red flame appeared in Richard's palm, and instantly turned into a dark pillar of fire, colliding with the coming torrent of holy light.

The torrent of holy light rushed halfway, and the rush suddenly stopped. The front end was obviously pushed in by a much thinner dark fire pillar. It rolled and roared, and slammed into the dark fire pillar. A large number of holy light and dark fire were annihilated at the same time. They were stalemate between each other and no one could do anything to each other.

In the spectator seat, Raphael suddenly stood up, was extremely shocked, and said in a lost voice: "How could this happen?"

The holy light emitted by the armed forces in the Kingdom of Heaven is extremely high, and it can often suppress the opponent's opponent's strength when hedged against other powers. It is rare to consume one part of the holy light, and it is rare to gain a slight advantage. Why is she a little bit of a loss now? Although she is young and is also the heir of the armed forces in the Kingdom of Heaven, how can she not be shocked?

All the wrinkles on the face of the Chinese Archbishop next to him were piled up together, and he said slowly and lowly: "That's the Prison Flame from the Abyss, so it's not surprising."

"Abyss Prison Flame, isn't that the power of the devil?" The Nine Emperor said in surprise.

Huawen just nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Richard's back. At this moment, he suddenly felt a stinging pain on his face. So he turned his head and saw a man wrapped in a cloak just raised his head and looked here from afar. The man only showed one eye, but the gaze was as clear as a sword, and it fell on Huawen's face as if it had substance.

Hua Wen reached out and touched his face, and there was a little blood on his fingertips.

His eyes are so clear and gentle, but they are as hidden as the sharpness of a sword, hurting people inadvertently. This man is the Martial Saint of the Thousand-year Empire.

In the duel arena, the torrent of the Holy Light and the Prison Fire Column are in stalemate. With the stalemate point as the core, the power explodes in waves, bombarding the hard ground with holes. The young barbarian warriors all looked pale. Only then did they realize that in the battle ahead, Ule and Richard obviously did not give their full strength.

Uli and Richard's faces quickly became pale. Uli had the support of the armed forces of the kingdom of heaven, and his strength reserves should be far better than Richard. However, after a stalemate, Richard did not show any sign of being unable to support him, which shocked Uli. He looked at Richard and saw that the flame column in his hand became thinner and thinner, but the color became darker and darker, and later it was approaching purple-black.

As soon as the hellfire came out, most of the other barbarians did not respond. The great elder and the great priest stood up at the same time. They looked at each other and woke up and lost their composure. They sat down slowly, but their faces could no longer be calm.

On the stand on the other side, the hidden sword was mingled among the young barbarian warriors. It seemed that it was not enough, so I buried my head deeply, making up my mind not to let people see my expression.

The Ninth Princess suddenly felt something strange. She turned her head and looked at Huawen quietly. She saw that the cunning and deep archbishop's face was as stiff as a statue. She was holding her hands tightly, and dark blood was oozing out of her fingers. It was thought that her long nails had pierced the palm of her palm, but he didn't realize it.

Huawen's lips moved slightly, as if she was talking to herself. The Nine Emperor Girl happened to know how to speak lips, and spelled out a strange word from the movements of his lips: "...Abis...Abyss."

She didn't know what the Abyss was like. The abyss was extremely vast and vast, with endless layers. Even legendary powerhouses rarely dared to wander in the abyss, so humans didn't know much about the abyss and hell, but this word could make the Chinese bishop react so strongly, which was definitely not an ordinary place.

At this moment, Hua Wen Ran stood up and shouted loudly: "Ulie, kill him."

Uli was suddenly shocked, dispersed the torrent of holy light, held up the holy sword again, shouted loudly, and his whole body turned into a violent meteor again, bombarding Richard.

Richard's pupils shrank slightly, the sacred killing in his hand was trembling rapidly, making a low beep sound, and the hand hidden in his sleeve was as red as blood, and the blood color was even extending forward along the blade.

Uli rushed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it arrived in front of Richard. The gushing golden light had already brushed Richard's hair and blew his clothes.

Richard moved only then.

He lifted his sword, stepped on his steps, and killed him.

This is a sword he practiced thousands of times, and at this moment, it was perfectly presented. The sword light was like lightning, illuminating the world in an instant, and then returning to silence in an instant.

Richard passed by Uli, leaving countless afterimages behind him, which looked like hundreds of Richards, freezing every move of the knife in the air, while Uli still maintained the striking action, as if he had never moved.

In an instant, the same thought came to everyone's mind:

This is what it means to be fast.

The sword light was like lightning, twisting and twisting, splitting the holy light on Uli's body and quietly disappeared. The holy light then filled the void left by lightning, as if nothing had happened.

Ulihu rushed forward and rushed out dozens of meters before the heavy sword was slashed heavily. The roar of the holy light gushed out, leaving a long and deep slash mark on the ground. The deepest part of the slash mark exceeded one meter and stretched forward for more than ten meters. The power of a sword was visible, but Uli found that he had cut a hole. Richard was not in front of him, and the position of his slash was not the place he originally expected. Why could he not control the holy sword?

Just when Uli was stunned, the buckle on his arm armor suddenly popped up automatically, and his entire arm armor fell off on its own. Then he flew into the air under the support of the holy light. Uli was stunned on the spot, looking up at the floating arm armor in the air, not understanding what was going on for a moment.

Hua Wen's whole body was shocked, but in the end he sat down slowly.

Not only arm armor, helmet, breast armor, skirt armor, combat boots, and holy armor all flew into the air one by one, and combined it to form a sword-holding warrior, slowly rotating.

"Ulie, abandoned me, why..." The sixth prince in the decisive battlefield could not accept the reality that happened in front of him for a moment. The armed forces of the heavens would indeed choose the heir who was most suitable for him, but they rarely abandoned the heir unless...

The Sixth Prince seemed to understand something and murmured to himself: "I... am dead."

He raised his hands and looked in front of him. They were a pair of slender and powerful hands. However, at this moment, there was a layer of dense red mesh pattern on the palm of his palm. The Sixth Prince frowned and put his hands down, wanting to look back at Richard, but this action could not be completed again.

In the decisive battlefield, the Sixth Prince suddenly turned silently into a blood-colored mist, then burned violently, instantly turning into a huge pillar of fire, spraying dozens of meters of the sky, and then disappeared and annihilated as quickly as it was when it erupted, leaving only a scorch mark on the spot. If it weren't for the heavenly armed forces floating in the air, if they hadn't just witnessed this thrilling battle, many people would not have believed that the Sixth Prince had stood on this decisive battlefield.

Richard looked up and let out a long sigh. Looking around, the sky was high and the clouds were clear.

Finally, I finally won.

At this moment, Richard couldn't tell what kind of mood he was. He was relaxed, but he couldn't say he was happy. The Holy Killing lost his light, as if he had lost his opponent, and he became listless.

This final decisive battle was like a meteorite hitting the earth. It emitted the strongest explosion and roar in an instant, and then it returned to silence, leaving only a dead land. Even the elder who served as the referee stood in a daze, and after a long time he could not remember to announce the end of the decisive battle.

The Chinese Archbishop broke the silence and pointed at Richard and said in a deep voice: "Richard, the power you use... Humph, you know what you know in your heart. This matter is not over yet."

Richard gave Huawen a bright smile and said, "Then we will see you on the battlefield after we go back."

This was what Chinese wanted to say, but Richard said it first. Huawen suddenly felt that Richard's laughter was disgusting. When it comes to seeing him on the battlefield, how could he be so confident?

This was the referee's elder who had just realized his dereliction of duty. He announced the end of the battle and Richard won the ritual war. When the result was announced, even the elder himself couldn't say what he felt. The ritual war in the Barbarian Holy Temple was eventually won by a Nolander man. This man was actually a magician. Has the barbarians declined to this point?

This elder knew in his heart that this was not the case. People like Zhawu and Quincy were definitely not top-notch people of the younger generation of barbarians. The one who was truly talented was people like Shan and Hai. There were two or three people standing by her. However, most of them were exploring deep in the plane and it was impossible to participate in the ritual battle. Others, such as Yaoli, were roughly the same age as Zhawu and others, but one was a strong man of the younger generation, and the other was an elder. Whoever was stronger and whoever was weak was not comparable at all.

However, although not all of these people were not interested in ritual wars, they only knew that Shan and Hai had agreed, out of respect for her and their pride, most of them chose to give up. On the other hand, becoming the father of the Son of God is a supreme glory in the eyes of most barbarians, but in the eyes of these truly proud people, they did not value this very much. In the end, in order to ensure that the transaction with the Holy Tree Dynasty was successful, the Snow Mountain Presbyterian Church "persuaded" two young strong men who were interested in participating in the war back.

If they can participate in the battle, then the final outcome is still unknown.

Not only this elder, but all the elders of the Snow Mountain Presbyterian Church were thinking at this moment. The powerful Kalando Temple has fallen to this point, not natural disasters, but man-made disasters.
Chapter completed!