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Chapter Thirty Thunder Rolling

Maybe it will never be difficult for him to find such a dangerous situation as it is now.

The huge, hanging high, sharp and cold blade was wrapped in a sharp momentum and slashed towards Su Yang.

At this time, there were still 10 minutes and 32 seconds before dawn.

The moonlight is no longer found, and it is replaced by the upcoming dawn. The sky in the far east burns the morning glow with redness, and most of the sky reflecting the sky is as red as blood.

As the sun rises from the horizon, it will rise from afar.

This is the afterglow of the doomsday.

He lay on his back on the ground, looking at the burning red clouds, his weakness and the passage of time made him feel that his desire for life was gradually fading away, and the door of the church was gradually fading away.

Only the giant blade was seen and it was smashed towards me.

He slowly closed his eyes, perhaps this was his final destiny.

A trace of bitterness surged from the corner of my mouth.

"Old Su!"

I just felt that I was suddenly hitting someone with a strong impact on the ground. The impact force instantly made him roll a few meters away, and at the same time, it also flashed through the huge sharp blade in the hand of the Triangle Head.

The giant blade slashed on the ground and embedded it on the ground. The split into the air made the Triangle roar in anger.

Li Wenjie and Su Yang fell together.

There are still 9 minutes and 56 seconds left before dawn.

"I said Commander Su, are you fucking crazy? You didn't hide just now. If I hadn't seen something was wrong with you, you would have fucked to see the King of Hell now."

"Didn't you enter the church? Why did you come out again?" Su Yang hit the force violently, and the despair that had just risen to his heart slowly dissipated.

"Fuck it, then can I watch you die fucking? At worst, I can fight with this grandson's triangular head."

Li Wenjie always has an indescribable bandit spirit, and the ruthlessness engraved in his bones, Su Yang believes that he is not like this.

"Okay, let's fight him. Damn it, at worst, I won't be alive." Su Yang was emotionally infected by him, grabbed his shoulder and stood up.

The peach wood sword knows its owner's intentions, and now there is no owner and it will hang in the air.

It was 9 minutes and 12 seconds before dawn. Xiaoman stood at the entrance of the church, holding the threshold of the church with his little hands, and blinking his bright big eyes as he looked at Su Yang and Li Wenjie.

The silver moon bracelet she wore seemed to be a little hot.

"Damn it, I'll fight this fucking triangular head. Even if I die, I will die with my brother." Xiaoman's ears seemed to echo the words that Li Wenjie shouted out just now when he rushed out of the church.

She silently intertwined her small hands together.

Looking outside the church, Su Yang and Li Wenjie stood together, and in front of them was the triangular head holding a sharp giant blade.

She slowly stepped out her short legs and stepped out of the church door with one foot.

......

The tall and majestic triangular head, holding a giant blade and a steel knife in his hand, was like a giant statue of death wandering at the entrance of the church, reaping the lives of the newcomer who attempted to enter the church.

At this time, he raised his arm high, and Li Wenjie and Su Yang seemed to be shaking their throats.

Then with his heavy throw, the two of them fell heavily to the ground.

A peach wood sword passed by a golden light and pierced towards him. The dawn of dawn pierced into the vast earth through dense clouds and stars.

At this moment, there are 7 minutes and 32 seconds left before dawn.

Su Yang suddenly threw the Triangle head to the ground, feeling that he was so confused that he almost fainted when he saw a golden light passing through the air.

The peach wood sword pierces the triangular head and chest.

At this time, there was an inexplicable force in my body. The direction of this force seemed to come from the entrance of the church.

Xiaoman stood at the entrance of the church, and there was a translucent seven-treasure glass tower between her little hands, so the colorful beams of light enveloped Su Yang.

Su Yang forced himself to stand up from the ground with a breath. The Taomu Sword was still looking for opportunities to prick around the Triangle Head. He took out the "Six Ding and Liujia Talisman" from his bag, and then slowly recited the spell.

This is his last hope, and it is also the time that everyone around him buys for himself.

Time gradually passes, and there are still 6 minutes and 59 seconds left before dawn.

The talisman paper gradually burned, and the translucent golden armored giant slowly climbed on Su Yang's body, and gradually became as tall as the triangle head.

Su Yang stretched out his right hand, and the peach wood sword cut through Liming with a "swoosh" and flew into Su Yang's right palm.

This is his last chance and his friends around him.

The golden giant sword was held in the hands of the golden-armored god. In a roar, the giant sword exuded a golden light and stabbed towards the triangular head.

The triangle head was cold, cruel, and without any emotion, and raised the giant blade in his hand and struck it with the giant sword in his hand of the golden armored god.

"pound!"

The loud noise seemed to form a shock wave, and it spread out to the surroundings with the intersection of two giant weapons as the center.

Su Yang only felt that under this blow, his internal organs were almost shattered. The new wound touched the old wound, which made him vomit a mouthful of blood in pain.

He forced himself to wave his left hand, so the left fist of the golden armored god man hit the triangle head.

"Bang!"

The fist hit the black shield in Triangular Head's hand, as if it was hitting pig iron, without any reaction except for the endless echo.

Su Yang used the attack of the Golden Armored God Man to suspend the attack of the Triangle Head, and slowly took out the second thunder-falling talisman.

The thunderfall talisman slowly rose into the air with the sound of Su Yang's spell. The bitter morning breeze blew the talisman paper, and the thick thunder and lightning fell almost instantly.

The Triangle Head is afraid of lightning and knows its power to withdraw its shield and resist upwards.

Su Yang could react, and the giant sword in the golden armored god slashed downwards, and the triangular head resisted with the giant blade in his hand, but with one mind and two uses, it hit the huge impact force of the giant sword to the ground.

The power of thunder fell in an instant, and the triangular head hit the golden armored god on the ground. The black shield in his hand also fell aside, and the thunder hit him.

The Triangle Head cried out, as if it was greatly traumatized.

Su Yang took this opportunity to stab the golden giant sword in his hand at the chest of the triangular head. The power of this sword was really flying sand and stones, and gods and ghosts were crying.

If he really stabbed the chest of the triangle head, no matter how capable he had, he would have to "death" for a while.

However, he did not want the Triangle Head to abandon the giant blade and shield. He closed his two wide hands and hugged the hilt of the sword, with a huge force stalemate.

The golden giant sword in the hands of the golden-armored god just stabbed the place less than half an inch on the chest of the triangular head, and it was difficult to stab it again.
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