The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 60
After this punch, the momentum of the entire Awakened army surged.

Absolute power makes them feel that they are the army of a king. Under such an invincible king, they are destined to be invincible!
As for the humans and the villains, they instantly fell into a hell of despair.

In the face of such absolute force, how to fight, how to fight!
With a simple punch, the situation on the battlefield was reversed again.

The remaining six corpse saints were all desperate, attacking the same kind around them even more frantically, trying to break through between the emperor's fingers.

The soldiers on the human side retreated steadily under the rising arrogance of the enemy.

On the entire battlefield, there are only two humans on the human side who can maintain their sanity.

Needless to say, one of them is the player Mr. Xu who can calmly calculate his death in a few seconds when the sky falls.

The shocking scene of this punch killing the tiger-head corpse saint in seconds not only did not make Mo Zhen feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart, he even wanted to laugh a little.

Although this punch was incomparable in the eyes of others, Mo Zhen had seen the might of the emperor before.

That punch is the power that truly shakes the heavens and the earth. When one punch is swung, it is the aura of heaven and earth shattering, making people feel the overwhelming majesty of the emperor when the punch is thrown.

As for the punch right now, when it was punched, it was unremarkable, like a final punch of a terminally ill patient who struggled with all his strength.

The reason why it was able to penetrate the space and kill the Tiger-headed Corpse Saint with one blow was entirely due to the power of the country's fate that followed, and the real inner power of this punch was extremely empty.

Mo Zhen knew in his heart that His Majesty's strength had indeed plummeted and he was in a dire situation.

But it took a risky move and instantly killed the rebellious Tiger Corpse Saint under the eyes of everyone. This action instantly boosted the morale of the army, and the power of national destiny on it became stronger because of this.

After spending a second analyzing the situation here, Mo Zhen showed a winning smile.

"The emperor's job is really hard to do. Let's take a good rest, my dear emperor~"

On the other side of the battlefield, K looked at the emperor who surpassed in the air, with fear in his eyes.

"Yujun, I don't have any confidence to block the punch just now, what should we do now?"

Euiteio looked at the Emperor Chaoyue who was standing in the air, stopped striking the foundation stick, and said calmly.

"Although the punch just now looked unstoppable, the man in the air has no chance of winning!"

"There is no certainty of victory? Is there anyone here who can compete with him?"

Euiteio smiled calmly.

"Heh, it's just the end of its strength. It uses some kind of momentum to make itself invincible. As long as the momentum is gone, it will be as vulnerable as a candle in the wind!"

K seemed to understand what Euiteio meant.

"Then what we need to do is..."

"Break the momentum!"

Glancing towards a certain battlefield, Eustio immediately added.

"Of course, we don't need to break this situation. You just need to find Jingjun again..."

In the desperate eyes of everyone, the emperor in the air took advantage of the situation and punched another corpse saint with a sphinx.

This punch was more majestic than the previous punch, and the moment the opponent was punched, it was like glass shattering suddenly.

After the two punches, the human side was defeated like a mountain, and was completely suppressed by the enemy in terms of momentum.

When everyone's attention was attracted by the invincible Emperor, Mo Zhen didn't even look at it, and concentrated on looking for the fleeting figure of Brother Jing in the battlefield.

Finally, he found the familiar figure in the vast crowd, and Mo Zhen showed a smile of success on his face.

At the same time, the one in the air raised his fist again, watching another corpse saint about to fall.

"Everyone has an order, all attack that guy in the air! It was severely injured by the savior, and it is already at the end of its strength. Don't be fooled by it!"

Before Mo Zhen could make any move, a thunderous cry resounded across the battlefield, and the raised fist of the emperor trembled immediately.

A trace of imperceptible shock and anger flashed in its eyes, and the fist that was originally swung at another corpse saint suddenly swung at Brother Jing who was beating the drum and shouting.

This move fell into the eyes of the ram horn corpse saint, and a frenzy flooded into its eyes.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect, Your Majesty, that you lost your position at this time. It seems that you are really relying on the power of the country's fortune to support you, so that you can play a trick that is true or false! You almost deceived me It's..."

After confirming that the emperor of the empire was seriously injured, the eyes of the ram-horned corpse turned into two green swirls, and the surrounding awakened fell in a radial manner.

With the fall of a large number of awakened ones, the aura of the Shrine Corpse Saint itself has been rising steadily, and he is only a step away from breaking through.

At this moment, the Shofar Corpse Saint quietly restrained himself and stopped.

Breaking through at this moment will inevitably make the emperor of the empire turn his attack and attack himself instead. It looks at His Majesty the emperor who is punching angrily in the air, and wants to make a final confirmation.

The sound of the drums was deafening, and the shouts resounded through the sky. Brother Jing was completely unafraid of the power of the invincible strong man in the air, and passed his own blood into every human body on the battlefield.

A last-ditch sentiment spread among the human army, and hope and fighting spirit came to the human side again.

But Brother Jing was in a desperate situation at this moment, and the fist raised in the air seemed to have declared his death.

This punch is condensing the power of the country's destiny. As long as it is successful, Brother Jing will be killed instantly without any resistance.

Everyone on the battlefield focused their eyes on Brother Jing's direction, thinking that he was about to die on the spot.

At this moment, a bright and clean shadow rose into the sky, and swung the sword of judgment towards the emperor in the air.

"You sinful person, today is the day you sacrifice your blood for your sins!"

[Personality·Original Sin Trial: Righteousness, adjudication of all crimes!Your words and deeds will cause the [sin] in the opponent's heart to explode, and reduce all the abilities of the opponent. The effect depends on the strength of the opponent's [sin] and the strength of both parties.]

The words of judgment fell into the ears of the emperor of the empire, and in an instant, its figure standing in the air suddenly fell six feet.

No amount of power and strength can hide the [sin] in his heart. After being judged by Justis [Original Sin], the imperial emperor's aura was immediately cut off by [-]%.

A round of bright crescent moon in the sky turned into white fireworks, and fell in front of it in an instant.

[Personality·Blade of Condemnation: Incarnate as a sharp sword, and cut off all crimes!Your slash is unstoppable to the target with [sin] in its heart]

The white fireworks contained all the power of Justis, and when the sword was struck, the domineering righteousness on his body disappeared instantly, and he fell back to the ground without a sound.

The sword energy that turned into a white crescent pierced the sky, and was infinitely magnified in the eyes of the emperor, as if connecting the sky and the earth. No matter where he hid, he would be hit by this blow.

This slash made the Emperor of the Empire startled and angry. In the past, even if this kind of attack fell on it, it would not be able to hurt it at all.

But now it has gone through the battle of Longbridge and the civil strife in the empire, and its strength is not as good as before. If this sword is allowed to fall on it, the whole situation is likely to change like a butterfly effect.

In desperation, it had no choice but to stop raising the momentum on its fist, turned its fist and punched the sword energy that made it feel threatened.

"Destroy!"

A roar resounded through the stars, and the force of the fist caused waves in the space, turning into Yinyue's karmic fire sword energy, drifting away in the ripples of space created by the punch, and finally extinguished in front of the emperor.

Seeing the flames of karma extinguished in front of him, the anger in the Emperor's eyes turned into genuine horror.

How can it be!In this world, apart from the savior, there is actually a sword that can threaten me...

At the moment when it was distracted, before His Majesty could raise his fists again, a berserk figure came down from the ground.

"Punch me—"

Accompanied by a shocking cry, a tauren attacked it with a fist like a meteorite.

A wave of anger has not yet calmed down, and a wave of shock strikes again!

(End of this chapter)