Hayasaka Love Love Type Monthly Online Game

Hayasaka Aixin secretly thought that it was bad, and she only had time to turn away when she was frantically alerted!

In an instant, a blade of light drilled out of the holy skeletal cloth split the void and touched the girl's neck within a thousandth of a second. The powerful and incomparable speed was almost the same as the reaction of the enlightenment, and it was brought out dangerously and dangerously. A bloodstain.

At the critical moment, Ai Hayasaka used offense as defense and used the battle flag to swing the light blade, only to narrowly escape the fatal blow.

Come up and sneak attack!Who doesn't talk about martial arts so much!

The blond girl took a closer look, and saw Shengkebu walking out of a man and a woman. The rigid expressions and empty eyes indicated that they were only summoned by temporary spirit foundations.

The man was none other than the saint who attacked with a lightsaber, Giorgios.

And, Saint Martha.

Chapter 348 Giorgios and Martha

What is this, the configuration of this crusade team all regards me as Black Joan!

Ai Hayasaka wiped the bloodstains on her neck, adjusted her breathing, folded her waist and straightened her back, all the muscles in her body were moving in a relaxed and tense rhythm, and her energy and spirit were all in a perfect state.With the enemy at hand, she was ready to fight to the death.

The siege of the heroic spirits of the two saints would be uncomfortable for anyone, not to mention that Joan of Arc is currently only a legendary one-star character.

"A mere witch, how do you know how powerful the Holy See is!" Pius VII hid behind him and laughed.

"The holy relic is a perfect holy relic, whether it is used as a medium to summon the undead crusaders, or to summon the saints in the history of the Catholic Church, it is no problem. It is flattering to deal with you Joan of Arc."

While speaking, the two heroic spirits, Giorgios and Martha, approached step by step, their auras not to be underestimated.

Ai Hayasaka set her posture, her eyes locked on her opponent, and she remained motionless.

For a time, the land with a radius of only ten meters was stopped by the wind and snow, and the atmosphere here was so depressing that it was breathless!

The two heroic spirits couldn't help but stop when they were three steps away. Even though they were just illusory spirit foundations without thoughts and only combat instincts, they still felt the powerful power of Joan of Arc.

The terrifying confrontation finally begins.

But Ai Hayasaka would not let the stalemate go. When Martha Ha Joeljos stepped into the range of the third step, the blond girl made a bold move!

Leadership temperament!

Capture the thief first and capture the king first, and Hayasaka Ai's first offensive focused on the summoner.A force field as heavy as a thousand pounds suddenly enveloped Pius VII, and the pope felt a mountain pressing on him from a distance, his eyes were sunken and his tongue was sticking out, his bones were shattered to pieces, and he couldn't even utter a scream, he was about to be crushed into powder!

"help me!"

Giorgios hugged the pope and threw him lightly out of the battle circle. If he moved a little later, the pope would have died on the spot at his advanced age. After all, he had condensed King Arthur's royal way and Joan of Arc's domineering leadership temperament. Not easy to deal with.

However, the pope was dying after landing, and he experienced a spiritual shock that he will never forget.

In that scene just now, he looked like a god...

Martha's pair of iron fists came one after another, and Ai Hayasaka had no time to pursue and had to raise the sword of Durandil to clamp the attack with a clatter, and the buzzing counter-shock made the tiger's mouth hurt.The next moment, Giorgios' lightsaber swept across the girl's temple, and Ai Hayasaka's unhurried battle flag swept across the spear head and stabbed the saint's shoulder with a flick, returning the injury.

It's a pity that Giorgios, who has the continuation of the battle, is really tenacious. The wound of this move is too shallow and not much blood flowed out.

She didn't have time to brew a powerful attack at all, and she could only barely parry with the enlightenment fully opened.

"Good time!" Joan of Arc flipped her wrist, and the tip of Zhanqi's spear immediately pushed away Martha's fist, leaving a bloodstain!

Mirtha fought back, and the blond girl hit her with an elbow.

The fight from fist to flesh, the scream of bones under the pressure of collision, the swelling feeling that the magic power is about to burst in the meridians, all these are the experience of fighting, and it is a long-awaited crisis, and people must evolve in crisis!

Swordsmanship, gunsmanship, and fighting, Ai Hayasaka's martial arts are superb, reaching the pinnacle, the sword parrying Martha's iron fist can always defeat the offensive, and the battle flag waving fights Giorgios without losing the wind!She fully displayed under the extreme oppression, and forcibly withstood the stormy attacks of the two great saints and heroic spirits.

The jingling collision was so powerful that it once overwhelmed the thundering shouts of the [-] troops in the distance. The power of the three heroic spirits was undoubtedly displayed, and the staggered figures staged an ancient heroic fight in front of the Holy See of the Vatican!

Martha's punch triggered a storm and opened up the ruins of the house. Giorgios' sword light split the earth into two halves. Ai Hayasaka stirred up the wind and clouds with every move, and the entire city of Rome was shaking.

The three fought in a group, inseparable, the soaring flames and the dazzling golden light collided with each other endlessly, and people with a radius of five kilometers could see the majestic scene of tearing the sky and the earth apart!

Boom, boom.

The sound louder than thunder is heard endlessly. The battle scene of the heroic spirits of the three saints Joan of Arc, Martha, and Giorgios builds a picture like the beginning of the creation. The rapidly changing skyline seems to be stirred by a big hand. Void, that is the chaotic and disordered magic distortion that tampers with order.

In front of the resplendent Vatican City, on the endless plain, there are [-] troops roaring, fighting and bloody.It has nothing to do with justice, and only force can give the answer at this moment.

Once everything is done, the great battle to capture the Vatican is no less than the fall of Constantinople in the Byzantine Empire in 1453. It should be an epic where heaven and earth cry, and death is just a note of a symphony of mountains and rivers.

Asuna raised her head, her gaze went over the battle formations to the center of the battle.

Joan of Arc swept across all directions, overwhelming the two saints with one enemy and two forces.

The blond girl was injured but fought in blood. The blood left her forehead and covered her red-stained blue eyes, and she didn't care to wipe them. Her veined wrists grew together with her weapons.

Her enemies were also badly wounded but did not flinch. They only had each other in their eyes, and only the barrier that they would risk their lives to overcome.

That is, an epic tribute!

Asuna was stunned. Looking at this scene, she thought of the last battle of Ragnarok in the epic mode in the personal story. The protracted battle between the great god Odin and the giant wolf Fenrir was like an elegy.

She couldn't help tightening the reins of her mount, and almost galloped to tear apart the battle formation to help Joan of Arc.But Asuna pressed her right hand after all, she turned her head and ignored it, because the military order "Leave it to me here" has been issued, and everyone has their own battle.

"At that time I was dealing with Nid Hogg, and now I have to take care of the undead crusaders, the scene is so similar..."

"Jianna, your destiny is for you to control yourself! Martial luck is prosperous."

Asuna stopped hesitating and concentrated on commanding the frontline battlefield. She firmly believed that Joan of Arc would win, just like a girl firmly believed that she would annihilate the Crusaders. This was a tacit understanding among comrades in arms.

On the other side, the heroic spirits of the two great saints have already activated their treasures. Martha's [Dragon of Sorrow That Doesn't Know Love] and Giorgios' [Sword of Blessing of Strength] have slammed into Joan of Arc with their magic skills. The enchantment of transformation.

The enchantment of "My Lord is Here" that stood undefeated in countless battlefields unexpectedly cracked, and the iris battle flag was about to fail.

"Witch, God will take back your favor." Pius VII laughed maniacally.

"It doesn't matter what the magic stick is."

Ai Hayasaka's complexion sank, and the arm holding the battle flag shook slightly, and the enchantment instantly turned into a thunderbolt, and the golden torrent rumbled and drowned the saint's heroic spirit.

This time, it was the tempered leadership temperament poured into the battle flag, brewing the most domineering blow so far!

Chapter 349

The leadership temperament determined by the system to reach EX was put into magic power by Ai Hayasaka desperately. [My Lord is Here] This conceptual treasure has never been so oppressive. Even the battle flag as the physical carrier has shown cracks. It can be imagined What a terrifying energy output that is.

The effect was equally astonishing. Thunderstorms fell within a five-kilometer radius of the Vatican City, and strong lightning struck ravines on the ground.

Joan of Arc does not need the power of the gods, she herself is a god walking in this era.

"Open it for me!"

The blond girl yelled violently, and the thunder was even worse. The cracks in the battle flag further expanded, and the two saints and heroic spirits had already flown upside down.

The armor on Martha's body has disintegrated, and her body also has burn marks.

Giorgios barely supported by the continuation of the battle, but was suppressed and unable to fight back.

Click!Suddenly, the Phnom Penh iris flower battle flag broke into two pieces. After all, there are few entities in this world that can completely support the power of a complete leader. It is only a carrier of a conceptual Noble Phantasm rather than the Noble Phantasm itself. It finally disintegrated in the Thunderbolt middle.

Ai Hayasaka threw away the broken battle flag indifferently, reached out and touched her waist, and the sword of Durandil was ready to go.

Roar——

The evil dragon summoned by Martha opened its bloody mouth and bit the blond girl's shoulder. Its huge body as high as ten meters exerted all its strength to prevent Joan from releasing the treasure. Flowing in the middle, this is an injury that has hurt the vital organs!It would be uncomfortable to be any Heroic Spirit without a battle continuation.

However, Ai Hayasaka didn't even blink her eyes in the face of such bloody injuries, and the sword of Durandil swung towards the dragon's head!With a clang, the sharp sword collided with the dragon's claws, and resisted forcefully. The trembling strength of the two sides was the distance between life and death. At this moment, only the primitive animal fighting remained.

The evil dragon let out a low roar, and Hayasaka Ai's sharp sword approached inch by inch, and a majestic figure was reflected in the golden vertical pupil:

"Your head is far from Vortigern, little lizard, go home!"

Ai Hayasaka used the holy sword to dominate the dragon, and the golden high-temperature streamer liberated by the Noble Phantasm was submerged together with Martha, and the fragile temporary spirit foundation immediately disintegrated.Even the power of Shengkebu is powerless.

Finally, he tried his best to destroy an enemy.

"Ahem!" Ai Hayasaka spat out a mouthful of black blood while covering her throat. The accumulated injuries had reached the point of life-threatening, and she could feel the constant loss of body temperature and become cold.

At the same time, the light of Durandil's sword dimmed rapidly, and its owner had no magic power to sustain it.

Facing the heroic spirits of the two saints head-on, killing one enemy and seriously injuring the other, it is conceivable that Ai Hayasaka played the role of Joan of Arc with [-]% combat effectiveness.

Unfortunately, this is not yet a victory.

Giorgio moved forward slowly with his broken body, he still had enough strength to give Joan the last blow, and the imminent steps would be a dead end.

"Witch, you are going to die with me..." Pius VII was lying on the ground, he was dying after being affected by the aftermath of the battle, "The glory of the Vatican will not be disturbed by you, a fake saint, and the miracle of God is still alive ..."

"You old bastard's brain is hopeless."

"This is my lord's firm faith protection."

"Hmph, Stacia will occupy the Vatican even if I have three pros and twos." Ai Hayasaka shot back mercilessly.

It's just that, in that case, I will renege on my promise to spend Christmas together in St. Peter's Basilica.

Ai Hayasaka raised her head. She ignored Giorgios, who was coming step by step with her sword in hand. Instead, she looked past the figure and went straight to the magnificent cathedral in the distance. It is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation and has accumulated half of the history of European civilization.Back then, did Attila the Hun look at this church like this...

Wait, Attila?

It was so!

The skills of Enlightenment are cheering, encouraging the master to break through this impasse, which is a huge possibility to open up the way forward, and it is time to attack decisively.

"Old man, do you know how Pope Leo I retreated from the Huns 300 years ago?"

"You, could it be that you want to..."

Pius VII widened his eyes!

Ai Hayasaka stretched out her hand to summon a jet-black long spear that was more than two meters long. The thread-entangled spear head was divided into three blades, and the diamond-shaped sharp edge was still shining coldly with a breath of chill and curse!

"Lance of Longinus, you have not yet drank blood, the blood of a saint. After 300 years, Jeanne Darc will offer it!"

She pointed the gun at herself with a backhand, and suddenly stabbed the beating heart of the left atrium with a sharp sharp edge. The blood stained Joan's white military uniform and the spear of Longinus red.The strange thing is that the black blood in the heart did not drip, but slid along the threads, melting a layer of shell, and the gun of Longinus revealed a red gun body in the sound of crackling, crackling like a cocoon!

Giorgios stopped his movements, his rigid expression showed a trace of shock, his tall and stalwart body suddenly became half a point shorter, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down.

This scene is like a reappearance of the scene in the "Bible". It is the holy gun that has been handed down from ancient times pierced the chest of Jesus. It has become the most sacred and solemn scene in the history of Christ. Now it is reappearing on Joan of Arc!

"Impossible, even if you are not a fake saint, you have to sacrifice your own life to complete the holy spear!"

"If I don't die, then the holy spear will be mine!"

The sage skill in the character attribute is not a lie, take a gamble!

Hayasaka Ai smiled.Although the spear of Longinus is constantly pulling away its vitality, she has already seen the answer given by the revelation.