The masked leader slowly pulled out a black blade that was four feet long, the appearance looked slightly curved, more like a knife, without any reflection, no snow bright blade, the whole thing was jet black.

His eyes looked at the few people opposite through the mask, and the killing intent surged, a werewolf who was originally dying, but now he relied on transformation to defeat the bald man, it was obvious that this was not the reason for taking blood fire, because he couldn't see the red light in the werewolf's eyes.

And the redness of the eyes after taking Blood Fire is a signature feature.

Another blue-skinned orc, armed with dual swords, with amazing sword skills, and the breath of wind between movements, should be a sword master. An ordinary Juggernaut is at least at the level of a Templar, and the blessing of his sword skills will allow him to surpass the Templar level in combat power.

What he couldn't understand the most was the chalk prince in white, who was rumored to be unable to cultivate Dou Qi - this rumor was true, he really couldn't see any traces of using Dou Qi, but he had great strength and rare fighting skills, what was going on?

As for the traitor Gray Fox standing in the back, as well as the samurai beside him, they are all ordinary characters who are not to be worried.

The Leader's eyes imperceptibly noticed a faint change in the air not far away, a vague shadow that seemed to be moving slowly, in the opposite direction.

This is even more interesting, a lurker with a clever concealment technique, but he doesn't care, if the other party has an unfavorable action, then let's kill them together.

It is impossible to kill the other party by relying solely on the red-haired magic arrow, most of your own people have already fallen, and the war of attrition is almost over, and you can't wait any longer.

He swept his gaze to the few men who were still fending off the arrows.

With a pop, the magic arrow penetrated the horse's body as if it were unhindered, shooting towards Bai Xuan, he put up the shield, and the magic power was condensed like a god, shrouded in the shield, and with a snap, the magic arrow collided with the shield, and the black smoke on it flashed and disappeared, and the arrow bounced off and fell to the ground.

The magic power on the shield was strongly shaken, Bai Xuan could not maintain a condensed state, and it also dissipated, and the inside of the iron oak shield began to crack, and a deep dent appeared on the wrapped iron piece on the surface.

Before he could react, a second arrow had already passed through the bloody hole in the horse's body and shot out.

After the magic arrow locked on the target, the trajectory of the flight no longer followed the normal physical laws of the object at all, Bai Xuan's spiritual power was raised to the extreme in an instant, the black arrow slowed down in his eyes, the spear stabbed past, and the black arrow collided together, in the cracking sound of the Titicaca, the tip of the spear flew away, and the spear shaft was torn apart, until Bai Xuan let go, and the black arrow rolled down to the ground along with the sawdust.

"Sword blade fluctuations!" Moon Wind let out a low sigh, the sword light scattered and then condensed again, and the white sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword, colliding with the flying arrows, and the three magic arrows that followed were split in half with three consecutive sounds.

Yue Feng's face began to turn pale, the sword qi fluctuating from the blade consumed a lot, it seemed that the sword qi was attacking out of the body, but in fact, it was still in his sword blade control, the greater the power encountered, the greater the backlash, and the attack intensity brought by these three arrows made him a little unbearable.

The masked leader jumped off his horse and walked towards Bai Xuan with a black blade.

The air around his body seemed to be suddenly evacuated, and people would feel suffocated and blur their vision just by looking at it.

"You're not so lucky. He looked at Bai Xuan, "Especially you." ”

The bald man had already retreated behind him, trembling all over, so that the Warhammer bandits held him up, and together they took a few steps back, and there was a pierced wound on his left shoulder, bleeding, which was left by the moonwind.

There were less than ten bandits left, and they retreated while observing the dozens of old and young women and children behind them who didn't even dare to breathe, with the character of the leader, he would kill everyone, including these civilians, so he couldn't let any of them escape.

There is some truth to that. Bai Xuan stood up, stepped on the corpse on the ground, and drew his long sword, "But I'll give you this sentence too, because your luck is also not good." ”

"Well, that makes sense. The leader glanced at the corpses of the bandits strewn across the ground and shook his head, "That's the end of it." ”

The black blade lifted, and a purple glow emerged from above.

A mediocre swing of the knife.

"Your Highness, be careful!" different people shouted at the same time.

The purple light swept by, from the time the leader swung the black blade to the time when it flew in front of Bai Xuan's eyes, there was almost no transition time in between, Bai Xuan just slashed the sword, and felt that his entire arm was like being struck by lightning, and the long sword was directly split into pieces by the purple light, he took a few steps back, and every step back, he used magic power to infuse the arm to counteract the strong sense of invasion, three times in a row, before that feeling was eliminated, but the arm could barely be raised.

Purple vindictiveness, Templar!

The masked leader turned out to be a templar.

Bai Xuan's heart sank, and things had already begun to develop in an unpredictable direction.

From the templar level, the number and specific information of the samurai of each country became classified, and at most an approximate number was revealed to deter the enemy. What is certain is that there will be no more than 100 people at the sanctuary level, and no more than 20 people in the great sanctuary.

Also in order to deter other nations, the message of the sacred and the sacred will be disseminated, and there are currently nine Paladins in Rosa, seven in Theron, and five in Chalk.

Above the sacred, there are only about two or three people in the world.

In fact, the real situation was not even clear to Bai Xuan, and he did not retrieve this information in his memory.

"Sir, kill them!" shouted the bald man.

"Kill them!" shouted the bandits.

The leader took a step forward, suddenly raised his head, and the black blade slashed into the void, slashing a long arrow that suddenly screamed out, and the black feather arrow broke into two and plunged into the ground like lightning.

In the distance, several horses were galloping, and the black feathered arrows kept coming at him, and after the leader had chopped off a few arrows, he finally took a step back.

"Oh, that's kind of interesting. "But they won't be able to save you." ”

He ghostly lunged forward, black blade slashing, purple lightning snorting at the tip of the knife.

The surging sword light formed a storm in an instant, swirling with the power of destruction, and the air was torn apart, making a dull sound, blocking Bai Xuan in front of him.

The moonwind unleashed a storm of blades.

The leader's black blade did not dodge, and slashed out against the storm, and in the clanging clash, the blood mist flew up, the storm did not stop, and the sword light flew out, like an unbroken white practice, entangled with the black blade, making it impossible to advance an inch.

"Roar!" claws struck with a black light, and Craig's figure appeared behind the leader's back, thrusting into the back of his neck.

A dark shadow swept out of the leader's mantle, slammed into the claws, knocking Craig back and then retracting into the cloak.

No one could see exactly what it was.