How did this damn guy end up here?

Or, is he waiting for me here?

Zhu Tian looked at the wandering warriors in the crowd and slowly narrowed his eyes. While he was looking at the other party, it was obvious that the other party's purple eyes were also looking at him.

Just as Zhu Tian expected, after the wandering warrior saw him, he walked directly through the crowd and walked towards him.

Run?

Or forget it, it's not that he hasn't run, and he can't win if he can't fly, where are you going?

At this time, the orator who was leading the way stopped there, he looked at Zhu Tian who was stunned there suspiciously, and then looked at the wandering warrior who came out of the crowd, and chose to be silent very wisely.

"Hello," unexpectedly, Zhu Tian greeted the wandering warrior. "I didn't expect us to meet again. He smiled a little awkwardly.

The other party was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You deceived me, and there is no other soul, right?"

"I swear to the God of Light, I didn't deceive you!" Zhu Tian added in his heart: I didn't completely deceive you. "Everything is just like I said!" Zhu Tian showed his big sincere eyes.

"The smell of your body can't fool people. The wandering warrior said coldly. As he spoke, he took another step forward.

"......" Zhu Tian was speechless. At this time, the orator stood up from behind Zhu Tian. "Sir, there are a lot of people here, we can go to the backyard to talk about something. ”

The wandering warrior's eyes were fixed on Zhu Tian, and he turned around, but he followed the orator's instructions and walked straight towards the backyard.

Zhu Tian knew that the other party would only use that thin-bladed long sword to "talk" with him.

To run or not to run? This is a question, hesitated for a moment, and after a distance of five steps, Zhu Tian still followed. The choice he made at this time was absolutely desperate, and if he chose to run backwards now, he would definitely not be able to outrun the opponent's sword. To this day, he remembers the image of jumping from the roof of the castle.

A little muddy, Zhu Tian followed the two of them to the backyard of the lobby of the Charity Association. It is a place similar to a square, very empty, with only a few abandoned marble columns.

Coming to the center of the square, the wandering warrior looked at Zhu Tian again. "You represent evil. He said, "And I represent the light." So, we have to fight!"

"Stop, stop, stop, I don't represent evil, I also represent light!" Zhu Tian quickly explained.

The orator stood aside, and he chased the blue-clad guy from the continent away to prevent anyone from breaking into the backyard.

"How can you prove it!?" said the wandering samurai.

"Spiritual power, I have the power of spiritual power!" Zhu Tian said, "A strong person like you must know spiritual power! This kind of power is almost exclusive to the priest and can represent the light!" Speaking of this, Zhu Tian is heart is weak, because he knows that the horse thief Sisoo has also opened the power of spiritual power!

Moreover, it is not the identity of the priest that represents the light, such as the cardinal who killed him when they met, or the torturer Sophini, who was killed by the Palestinians and Israelis. One of these two people is too pious and has directly broken his brain, and the other is a heinous demon.

He often talks about the magic stick, on the one hand, because he doesn't feel that there are completely good people in this world. On the other hand, he felt that where there was organization, there was exploitation, and that the Cult of the Illuminati existed to exploit the world!

But at this time, he had to put on a cloak of divinity for himself, otherwise the other party would have to pull out the unlucky thin-bladed long sword again!

"You've seen me fly, it's not an evil power, it's a spiritual power!" Zhu Tian saw a hesitant look in the wandering warrior's eyes, knowing that the other party's heart was already shaking, and continued to flicker: "This alone! can prove that I represent the light!" His tone almost made him believe himself.

But the other side ...... It's still the same sentence: "No, you represent evil." ”

"Wait!" Zhu Tian saw that he was about to make a posture of drawing his sword, and immediately stopped: "There is another soul in my body! You have to admit this! Killing me is equivalent to killing another good person!" The palm of his hand holding the noble cane oozed sweat.

Zhu Tian hurriedly sent a good guy card to Pique, this trick has already been used, I don't know if it can be used now to save my life like last time.

The orator listened in a fog, he was not stupid, but for a moment he couldn't understand what the two men were talking about.

The Evil, Light, orator had only one thought now, and that was that he desperately wanted to know the identities of the two men in front of him.

He knew that he was as strong as the cardinal and was defeated at the hands of Zhu Tian, but now, Zhu Tian was showing weakness to this wandering warrior?

What he didn't know was what was particularly noteworthy about this wandering samurai. But if you are as smart as he sees such a scene, the best thing to do is to close your mouth first and listen silently.

After more than ten seconds, Zhu Tian listened to the wandering warrior say, "Let 'him' come and talk to me." ”

There's a play!

The "he" referred to by the wandering samurai is naturally Pique, and Pique is naturally on his side.

It was clear that his tone had changed. "Hello, my name is Pique. Peake greeted the wandering samurai. "He's really a good guy. ”

The wandering warrior stood five paces away as if he was carefully distinguishing something, and was silent for a few seconds before he said, "You have evil power in you, I think you have been bewitched by him!"

"Old Pastor Theon!" Unlike Zhu Tian, Peake has a special entry point. "You can go to the church and find Old Pastor Theon, he will tell you the answer, he is an old pastor with decades of experience, and it is he who has opened my spiritual power. And you see, how can an evil man stand in the light so unharmed?" said Peake, spreading his hands.

There was no shadow of the marble pillars all around, indicating that it was now noon, and the sun had risen directly above everyone's heads, which was also the hottest time of the day.

After a few seconds of quiet scrutiny, the wandering warrior stepped forward and took two steps closer to Peake. "I don't have the power of a pastor, and I can't tell what state you are in right now, but I have a solution. He said, "This is a way to distinguish between evil and light." ”

"In a situation where it doesn't hurt me?" Peake likes to keep a smile as he speaks, but he can't help but get serious in the face of such a tense moment. "If you don't hurt me, I'm willing to cooperate with you. ”

"You don't have a choice!" said the wandering samurai, and quickly bullied himself. The next moment, his palm was imprinted on Pique's chest.

Pique wanted to dodge, and Zhu Tian in his body also wanted to dodge, but before that palm print came, he only had the idea of dodging, but his body didn't reflect it at all.

At this time, it was too late for him to dodge. He felt an extraordinarily powerful suction force between his chest, as if it was about to suck his heart and soul out of it!

Outwardly, a white light emerged from the wandering samurai's hand. The light gradually became stronger, and the bright colors enveloped Pique's entire chest, and the more Pique tried to resist, the brighter the color of his chest became, and the sound of his heart beating stronger and stronger came in his ears.

His heart was beating faster and faster, and more and more panic and anxiety spread through Pique's chest. Pique wanted to restrain his mind and mobilize his mental strength, but his mind could not be stabilized no matter what, and he could not concentrate.

In this case, he failed to mobilize his mental power.

On the side of the two men, the orator representing the auction house and the Childe family looked at the absurdity, at the countless points of light between the two, and time slowed in his eyes.

Peake looked at the blurry halo around his chest and thought to himself: Is this the light of faith?

This scene is no different from the scene that happened in the mayor's castle, the wandering warrior turned on Frank's power of faith, and then Amanda saw that he had such a powerful means and directly let him go, letting him out of the mayor's castle.

And at this time, he was opening up the power of faith in Zhu Tian's body!

The light of faith, the power of faith, these two terms were once the exclusive domain of the Knight of Light, and naturally they also represent light!

So, this is what the wandering samurai came up with - to open up the power of faith in Pique's body. If you succeed, you will naturally think that the other party represents light, and if you fail, it means that the other party represents evil.

But he forgot about a problem, that is, only people with martial arts and strong physical fitness can withstand such a power transmission! For example, Frank, he directly felt the power of faith in his body under the stimulation of the light of the other party's faith.

But what about Pique? Is he physically fit to handle such stimulation?

I saw that under a powerful suppression, Pique had given up resistance and let the other party use unknown means, and the sound of a beast panting suddenly sounded in his ears. With a slam on the ground, he was directly shocked back by an invisible force! The wandering samurai's feet slid out on the ground and slid backwards for a long distance!

For a moment, the light on his hand gradually dimmed, until finally the news was complete. "How is that possible," he asked, "how can the power of faith be so strong in you?"

The power of faith?Peake didn't know that it existed in his body.

Questions arise in his mind, and the answers seem to suddenly condense in his heart. Pique vaguely understood something, and immediately concentrated and released his spiritual power.

He slowly probed his body with his mental power tentacles, only to see a white ball of light condensed between his chest. The mental power tentacles retracted into his body, and then, he reached out and looked at his palm.

The next moment, just like a wandering samurai, a white light also appeared in his hand!

Once, he had seen the light of faith in the broad-faced man of Palestine and Israel. Once, he had seen hundreds of rays of faith rising from the alleys of the West Side in the city of Josson, and now, he had seen the light of faith condensed in his left hand.

In the form of a ball of light, Pique slowly lowered his body and slowly pressed the ball of light in his hand towards the ground.

There was a hint of resistance in front of the palm, but it wasn't strong, and Peake continued to press down. The ball of light touched the ground, and the next moment, countless cobweb-like fine cracks spread out under the ball of light!

In just a moment, it stretched five steps away, and the crack came directly to the feet of the wandering samurai!

At this time, Pique felt a feeling of exhaustion, and immediately his faith moved, and the ball of light in his left hand disappeared. "Is it okay now?" Peake stood up as he looked at the wandering warrior in front of him, "I think I've passed your test. ”

After a long silence, the wandering warrior shook his head, but the light in his eyes never disappeared and said, "I can feel that the power of your faith is stronger than mine, which proves that your body has been recognized by the light. But...... My martial arts is to challenge the strong, and your faith is stronger than mine, so ...... Let's fight!"