The ground nearby was still 'suddenly' steaming, and a radius of more than ten meters was within the range of the dedication attack just now, and it was already full of devastation at this time.

Harry floated in the sky and writhed his aching body. The energy shock just now is really not covered.

Although the previous movement was large, the 'jade' person in his arms did not seem to be affected, and he was still asleep with his eyes closed. Harry looked at Tang Ling tenderly, and gently placed her on the wooden cart again.

Tang Ling's breathing was light and even, and the shimmer on her body outlined half of her face in the dark, the outline was strangely beautiful, and the long eyelash 'hair' was also dyed with a layer of molten pale gold 'color', half of the neck was trimmed, white and delicate, like a tooth carving 'jade', and it was also impregnated by the glimmer of the pale gold 'color', with an inextricable beauty charm.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare kill you?" Harry looked at Filmore again, the cardinal was so weak that he could barely stand on his feet, his whole body lying on the ground, his hands still trembling. He wasn't scared, but the feeling of weakness in his hands barely made him able to support his body.

"Requiem...... I believe that this Holy Word Technique is not harmful to Tang Ling, and it should be lifted by itself within a certain period of time, right?" Harry was speculating, his eyes staring at Filmore's cloudy eyes, trying to see something.

Filmer felt a chill in his heart: Yes, the Holy Word Technique, Requiem, according to the requirements of his casting, will make the middle one sleep for 24-48 hours in a row. When the time is up, the effect of the Holy Light energy image will fade, and the middle will slowly wake up with no side effects at all. He was just afraid that Tang Ling would resist, so he used Requiem so that he could send the Holy 'Maiden' to the receiving point of the temple smoothly.

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the distance of the already dark sky, and Harry didn't notice it because he was facing away. Filmore saw it, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"May God show you the way!" Filmer prayed again, struggling with the last of his strength.

Harry quickly flashed to the side, he was afraid that the other party would 'ripple' Tang Ling again. Facing a dying Filmore, Harry didn't think he would pose any threat to him.

A white light came out of Filmore's body.

Filmore's target wasn't Harry!...... Tang Ling!

Harry was furious and wanted to rush to intercept it, but found that there was a void in his body, and his mana was almost exhausted! The mana consumed was already beyond his ability to recover.

If it was just flying, it would have caused Harry's magic to slowly decrease, but it wouldn't have put him in a quandary. However, since he had just learned to teleport, this skill that consumed his magic power was the first time Harry had used it in actual combat, so his grasp of magic power was suddenly unbalanced......

Today he had been flying for an hour straight, at a speed Harry had never experienced before, and the consumption of mana was unprecedented. And he's done his teleportation many times today. Therefore, from the beginning of the battle against Filmer, Harry's magic power has not been much left, which greatly affects his ability to recover mana.

So, the vicious ** cycle happens...... The recovery is not high, and the cost increases...... Recovery continues to decline, and consumption continues to increase......

Now, Harry had less than 10% of his mana, and he was aware of the problem. However, Filmore refused to compromise, and Harry was confident that he would be able to take Filmore before his magic ran out. However, Filmore unexpectedly 'forced' Harry to teleport twice, repeatedly weakening Harry's magic. Finally......

Harry could only watch as the white light ** hit Tang Ling, and although Ling 'Bo' took a swift step, he still didn't catch up.

Could it be that Filmer can't take Tang Ling away and wants to kill people!? Harry couldn't help but think so.

Although the white light hit Tang Ling, it did not cause any damage, and the holy light turned into a layer of light, trapping Tang Ling tightly in it. Tang Ling's eyelashes moved slightly, and she glanced at her brows, as if this restraint made her very uncomfortable. So even when he was asleep, he showed his dissatisfaction on his face.

"What is this!" Harry's dragon sword was pointed at Filmer's head, and the other man was already slumped on the ground, unable to move.

"Huh...... Even if you take the holy 'woman' away, she will not be able to free herself from this shackle when she wakes up. Filmore didn't seem to be afraid of Harry anymore, and a smile glistened to his pale face.

"What does this mean?" Harry really didn't dare to kill Filmer just like that, although the strength of this light mask was not high, he couldn't 'get' it away without harming Tang Ling.

"If you don't want the Holy 'Maiden' to be trapped inside forever, then let me go!" Filmore's voice was a little weak.

"Yes!" Harry agreed without hesitation, as long as Tang Ling was fine, he would agree to any conditions. "But you have to promise that in the future, no one from your Holy Light Empire will be allowed to come and bother her again!"

"I can't be the master of this......" Filmer shook his head, he really couldn't be the master.

"What do you have to do to let Tang Ling go!" Harry shouted angrily, if the other party's target was himself, he didn't have to worry. But Tang Ling ......

"She is God's chosen holy 'daughter', and no one can change her!"

"Bullshit!" Harry said angrily, "Tang Ling doesn't believe in your gods, what qualifications does your 'bastard' God of Light have to choose her as a holy 'woman'!"

"Who's blaspheming!" a loud shout came from the north, and immediately after, a white light lit up the night and headed straight for Harry.

Boom! Harry's feet flickered and flashed into the sky. His face showed a look of surprise, could it be someone from the Holy Light Empire? This is still the territory of the Free Empire, how could there be so many people from the Holy Light Empire.

Fairmer's joy was overflowing, he had already seen the signal of the temple, and he had deliberately restrained Tang Ling from negotiating with Harry just now to delay time. Those who came to his aid were at least holy knights and ascetics of the same level as themselves. Although the credit will be thinned out because of this, it is better than no credit at all.

The sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance, and Harry thought to himself: He can attack himself from such a distance, and the strength of the person who came has reached the level of the battle ranking?

Moreover, there are five of them!

The five horses arrived in an instant, and three of them were dressed in silver-white armor, with one-handed swords hanging from their waists, and carrying a one-meter-high broad shield on their backs. This is the Holy Knight of the Holy Light Empire. There are also two green linen cloths, with indifferent faces, their skin showing a bronze 'color', and their muscles and 'flesh' on their bodies are tight and strong, they should be ascetics.

"Filmore, is this young 'woman' a holy 'woman'?" asked one of the ascetics, and although his words were cold, the slightest hint of 'agitation' could not be hidden.

"Not bad!" Fillmore, seeing the reinforcements coming, was so refreshed that he got up from the ground with his bones, clasped his hands together, and saluted the people who came.

"And who is this man?" said the ascetic, who seemed to be in charge, and all the questions came out of his mouth. The other four stared at Harry with blank expressions.

Harry floated in mid-air, trying to breathe the magic in his body. How can you fight against the opponent's five masters with such a little magic power? Unfortunately, the magic base is too small, and the recovery speed is only in full bloom

"Lord Hui Jialan, he has a great relationship with the holy 'woman', and this book is reprinted in the book αр.1(6)κXs.сom to prevent me from escorting the holy 'woman' back to the temple. Fillmer replied respectfully. It seems that this Jialan ascetic has a high status.

"You...... Underestimating the enemy?" Jia Lan glanced at Harry, how could such a young boy be the opponent of Cardinal Filmore?

"That's not the way it is. Jialan-sama. Filmer hurriedly explained, "He is one of the few masters of the Free Empire, and he is still in the top 10. ”

"No way! The Free Empire does not have such a young battle leader. "Obviously, Jialan still knows a little bit about the affairs of the Free Empire.

"Not before, but a few days ago he defeated Tukere, who was fifth in the battle rankings, so he ...... "This is a fact, I'm not afraid that Jialan won't believe it."

"Oh!" she raised her eyebrows, looking at Harry with a hint of appreciation.

"Your Excellency is really strong. Jialan put on a stiff smile: "If you want, you are welcome to accompany the Holy 'Maiden' to the temple as a guest!"

Jialan actually wanted to invite Harry to join the Holy Light Empire, after all, a battle-ranking master, after receiving the blessing of the God of Light, his strength will inevitably be even stronger. The Holy 'Maiden' is bound to be obtained, and they have long regarded it as the people of the temple. Since Harry has a deep relationship with the Holy 'Maiden', maybe he can win over one or two.

But that wasn't what Harry meant. If you go to the temple, do you still have a chance? There are countless masters in the temple, and in his heyday, he was not sure that he could rescue Tang Ling from it.

"Daydreaming!" Harry replied coldly. There are five people on the other side, except for Jialan, whose strength is slightly higher, and the rest are about the same as Filmore. What should I do? If you have enough magic, maybe you still have a chance. But right now, things aren't good!

Hearing Harry's refusal, Jialan's face changed, Harry insulted the God of Light just now, he didn't 'want' to care. Now it seems that the other party is toasting and not eating and drinking.

Are you going to do it? Harry thought to himself, in that case, let's strike first!

Whoosh! The Dragon Sword swooped down and stabbed at a holy knight's mouth.

The holy knight reacted quickly, and a layer of ** white holy light quickly flashed on his body, and with a skillful unloading, the shield on his back was instantly taken into his hand and blocked in front of him.

Dragon Meteor!The Dragon Sword slammed into a sharp bend and rushed at an even faster speed towards another nearby knight.

The knight didn't have time to take off his shield, and the holy power in his body instantly poured into his body, and he stretched out his hand to block the flying sword.

Just as the dragon sword was about to stab the knight's arm, the blade spun violently and slashed heavily between the knight's neck and left arm.

Poof! A puddle of blood spurted out, and the knight flew out.

The body of the Holy Knight was still very strong, and with the protection of holy power, Harry's sword did not split him in two. It's just that he was hit hard under his neck, and the wound was two centimeters deep, and he couldn't survive.

"Daelham! you guys up!" Jialan's face flashed with anger, and he calmly ordered: "Kill him!"

The other penance and two knights jumped off their horses and surrounded Harry below. The two knights drew their swords and raised their shields on their backs. The ascetic didn't seem to move, but the skin of his whole body became brighter, and through the skin, he could faintly see the **white holy light flowing between the skin and the 'flesh'.

Jialan walked over to the mortally wounded and dying Holy Knight and pressed her right hand against his wound.

The Mystery of the Precepts: Sacrifice! Jialan's right hand gushed out a thick **white 'color' energy, which immediately enveloped the knight's wounds. Although the white light was dazzling, Harry could clearly see that the deep wound was healing at full speed!

In addition to the Holy Word Technique, the Holy Light Empire also has the Discipline Technique. Unlike the Sacred Word, the Precepts practice some mystical meanings, such as prophecy, which is one of the mysteries of the Precepts.

The mortal wound suffered by that knight, it was impossible for ordinary holy healing techniques to save his ** life. Only the mystical mystical art of precepts has the mysterious power to pull people back from the line of death.

The knight spat out a mouthful of blood again, and came back to life! Although his face was still pale, as if he had collapsed, he ...... After all, there is no need to worry about life.

"Filmer, Shackle, you escort the Holy Maiden back to the dark spot first, and take charge of returning the Holy Maiden to the Temple. Jialan commanded indifferently.

"Yes!" said Filmore. Let him face Harry again, he was a little frightened.

"Let go of Tang Ling!" Harry saw that Filmer was about to put Tang Ling's wooden cart on the horse, and immediately became anxious. The dragon sword stabbed away.

Before the flying sword could stab Filmore, Jia Lan dodged over and knocked the dragon sword away with a single punch. There was a faint white light on his fist, and it was actually as hard as a man!

"Get out of here! Jialan's indifferent eyes were fixed on Harry's dragon sword, as if facing a great enemy. Harry's surprise attack had shocked him, though it didn't come out on the surface.

"Get out of the way!" Harry was completely furious, Filmore and the wounded knight had already mounted their horses, dragging Tang Ling and starting to leave.

The Dragon Sword let out a soft roar, and its whole body turned fiery red. Rushed to Filmer as fast as he could.

Hey, Jia Lan stopped in the middle again, and both fists struck out together, bringing up a dense burst of holy light energy, and facing the dragon sword that blessed the fire element.

Peng's voice shook Jialan's body as if it had been hit hard, and she immediately flew back dozens of meters, past Filmer and Shackle's horses, and fell in front of them.

"Lord Jialan!" both of them were shocked, Jialan was a mid-level ascetic, and he was actually knocked dozens of meters away by Harry's move?

"Leave me alone, you guys get out of here!" Jialan's deep voice rang out from the ground.

I saw him slowly get up, and a stream of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth and nostrils. The neat Tsing Yi on his body was all blown into strips of rags, and his hands were still trembling slightly with a burnt 'color'.

The other two knights and ascetics looked a little overwhelmed. Should they attack Harry, or should they help Jialan stop that unbelievable flying sword?