"Robert, you madman. I have nothing to do with your master! I have nothing to do with it! You know? Their deaths have nothing to do with me. Get out of here, get out of my house, shit!"

In the midst of the gunfire, when the black figure was getting closer and closer, Ike Benier couldn't bear it, and finally scolded: "Broad, Rebecca, Anstedwood! Get out of here, I give you millions of salaries a year, so that you can watch at this time?"

At this time, a figure also wearing a long black dress suddenly fell from the ceiling and blocked in front of the black figure. The massive toxin-coated scythe slashed down on the top of the latter's head like a crescent.

Just a moment later, when a white light and shadow flashed, the woman in the long black dress began to break from the side of her waist.

Even the huge scythe with a magic energy level of 17S was cut into two pieces at this moment. Only the strong source force that had been cut out by the scythe was left, and a deep scar of tens of meters long was cut on the ground in front of it, destroying the two layers of walls, making the magic defense array in this mansion open to the maximum extent at this moment.

And Robert Yvonne, like a ghost, swept past the woman's side.

The appearance of this woman stopped Robert for about 1/2 second, and made Ike Benier, who fled in front of him, a distance of about 15 meters or more, but this scene also made all the extra-legal shooters present shocked. After that, the frequency of shooting was significantly reduced, and accuracy was no longer pursued, and the bullet landing point was often more than two meters away from Robert, which was full of the flavor of a fictional story.

And next to the window on the other side of the corridor, there was a middle-aged man in his forties with a vicissitudes of life holding a double sword, leaning against the wall, and sighing with a wry smile: "A level 17 berserker, he didn't even stop for a second!"

"Boss, you're embarrassed for us. It's good that I get 3.5 million gold from you every year, but in this case, it's completely a death sentence!"

This person said so, but when Robert passed by the window, the vicissitudes of life still flashed out, and a pair of long swords weaved the light and shadow of death, and in an instant, dozens of sharp and peerless sword rays were slashed, compressing the huge source power to the extreme, with unparalleled destructive power.

However, before these sword qi could reach his body, the gun in Robert's hand had already 'banged' and suddenly opened fire. The bullet forcibly shattered all the sword qi along the way, and then the middle-aged eyebrows of this vicissitudes of life were also burst out of a bloody hole.

At this time, the distance between the front and back has been shortened to fifteen meters. Robert had already raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Ike Benier's back.

The latter's face was suddenly as white as paper, although he had a holy weapon-level defensive magic weapon on his body, but at this distance, Robert could already shatter its defense. Ike Benier didn't hesitate to make a choice, and after gritting his teeth, he threw the contents of his sleeve out.

"Vajra Protector!"

It was a statue, and if an Oriental was here at this time, they would recognize it as a 'Angry Eyed Vajra', and as the statue shattered, a huge Dharma Aspect was born in an instant. About five meters tall, holding a vajra in his left hand and a ring ruler in his right, he stared angrily at Robert.

The latter raised his head, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he looked at the King Kong. At this moment, there was another 'boom' sound in this corridor, and everyone within 50 meters around them had distorted faces and painful eyes, and they all suffered a great spiritual impact at this moment, almost crushing their spirits to pieces.

And the Dharma of the 'Angry Eyes Vajra' also began to etherealize, and the vajra that smashed into Robert also paused in mid-air. And in the next second, the black-clothed maid crashed into the belly of the 'Angry Eye King Kong'. It's like an indestructible cannonball, directly shattering this vajra phase.

Ike Benier in front of him is already in despair, and there is no escape. Although he still has a yacht in the backyard dock of this mansion, he can't get rid of the blood-eyed angel behind him in his current situation.

"Shit!bastard!I'm not related to your master, I'm not betraying him!Bastard, do you understand people?I've only done business with him a few times, what's there to sell?"

Just as Ike Bennier was screaming to himself, a huge hole was once again slammed into the window wall next to the hallway, and a golden figure rushed in.

"Stop! sinner!"

The man's palm moved forward, and in an instant, a huge golden barrier was formed, blocking Robert's front. It also succeeded in causing the latter to pause his steps, and stood expressionlessly outside the barrier.

"Miss Yvonne, I don't know why you're killing here, but Ike Benier, he's a devout follower of the Lord of Light. Outstanding contribution to the Church. His safety will be guarded by the Church of Light!"

With this, an old man in a white robe walked in from the breach with a calm expression.

"Bishop Chris? Lord Ignatius—"

A surprise appeared on Ike Benier's face, it was Augusta Chris, the 'Diocesan Bishop' of the C4 diocese of Antolia, a holy priest of the eighteenth degree, and Ignatius, the head of the Knights of Light of the C4 diocese, a nineteenth degree Templar.

And the golden enchantment was obviously from a powerful Guardian Hallow.

God will not sit idly by while His Lamb falls to the hands of demons. ”

Chris looked at the other side with a smirk: "Stand down, Miss Yvonne, you can't succeed today." ”

"This man has defiled the name of the angel!"

Ignatius looked down at the woman in black in front of him with a squinting gaze: "Your Excellency, I feel the need to punish you—"

His voice suddenly stopped, and at this time, Robert Yvonne had already pulled out a narrow sword from the thousand umbrellas, and her eyes were bloody.

"You dare to resist?"

Ignatius's eyes suddenly froze slightly, and he drew his sword without hesitation. In an instant, six divine techniques blessed the body, and the divine light reflected the entire corridor, as well as the courtyard outside, in blazing white.

But just a second later, a tiny spot of blood pierced through the center of Ignatius's eyebrows. This was not a fatal injury for a nineteenth-level Templar, but after that, Ignatius showed no signs of life.

Bishop Augusta Chris, who was next to him, lost his mind for a while.

"Space, you're—"

He couldn't finish his sentence because a line of blood was emerging from his neck. As the blood fountain erupted, the bishop's head was also washed off, and his body fell to the ground.

And Robert Yvonne finally walked in front of Ike Benier, her lips oozing bloodshot, but both the hand holding the sword and her steps were still steady.

She placed her sword around Icke Benier's neck and asked, "Cagalle Colin?"

At this moment, Ike Benier's pupils had contracted into a needle-like shape.