Wait, sparring partner? Luo Ning found a strange word: "Lena, who is the sparring partner written on this?"

Princess Lena thought for a moment and spread her hands: "I'm sorry, I don't have anyone else to use, so you can only go into battle yourself! Don't you have three puppets? And what kind of spirit is that martyr?"

"It's the Martyr Demon Spirit! Lao Tzu is the Martyr Demon Spirit!" the sheep-headed demon spirit, who was unwilling to be lonely, suddenly spoke, but had no intention of showing up.

"And," Princess Lena put her pretty face close to Luo Ning, staring at him with her bright eyes as if she could speak, making Luo Ning's face red, "If I'm not mistaken, you're a Night Saint of the Daredevil Organization!

Luo Ning pushed her away a little, and there was a hint of helplessness in his smile: "You are a person, you can do anything, but sometimes you are too shrewd!

The Storm Demon Sword was raised diagonally overhead, blocking the four shields that fell head-on. Several groups of fighting qi collided violently and exploded, creating a circle of Luo Ning's slightly gray qi waves. Without waiting for the long sword behind him to approach, his shoulders suddenly shook, and he gently and skillfully removed the strength of the shield, sending these people to the sword behind him. And he himself was in a state of vindictiveness, his body became as hard as a steel plate, and he rubbed himself into the arms of a knight, and "thud knocked him away."

As a result, the encirclement created by the knights was suddenly broken, and except for the knight who was knocked to pieces, the rest of the people had to turn their backs to Luo Ning to greet their comrades-in-arms Sword and Shield. The two groups of knights were not slow to react, and they both stopped their bodies in time. However, it is not enough to be able to parry, the real danger lies behind!

Luo Ning's hand holding the sword suddenly trembled with a terrifying frequency that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and a triangular blade with a pale cyan light swept in front of him, swaying countless petal-shaped turquoise light chips. The flying light chips are agile and agile like schools of fish, scattering and flying in mid-air, interweaving a fan-shaped blue shadow. After the blue shadow took shape, it spread into a raging and tyrannical magical storm at an astonishing speed, sweeping all the knights into the air together.

"There's no tacit understanding! Okay, call it a day!" Luo Ning didn't look back at the knights, because he had enough confidence in the "Fenghua Slash" that he learned from the Storm Demon Sword, and believed that if he slashed this sword, no one would be able to stand up and compete with it.

He nodded to Princess Lena, who immediately understood, took out the last gold brooch in the crystal case, and walked over to a knight who was sitting on the ground with his stomach in his hands not far away. The latter hurriedly stood up, his eyes full of surprise that could not be concealed.

"Congratulations, you've earned the last qualification to stay in the Violet Order!, trust me, you won't regret this result!"

At this point, all the gold brooches have been delivered.

However, not all knights were convinced. Not all of them want to leave, either. One of the knights, with a flaxen pigtail on the back of his head, protested angrily: "Wait a minute, Your Highness the Princess, I am not convinced!"

Princess Lena glanced at him, as if she didn't want to talk nonsense: "Speak!"

The knight pointed to a person not far away who had been qualified to survive: "Willy and I are both high-level warriors. Although we were both defeated by Mr. Campbell, I was 100% sure: even if I didn't use weapons, that kid wouldn't be able to beat me! Why should he be selected and I would be eliminated? Could it be that the princess's so-called survival of the fittest was just a joke?" The young knight he pointed at turned red when he heard this, but he did not defend himself. Obviously, what is said is true.

Princess Lena's face was like frost, and she glanced at Luo Ning.

Luo Ning sighed secretly, and in the end, he still had to sing blackface by himself. He approached the knight who questioned Lena with a straight face: "It's up to me to decide which is stronger or weaker! If you're not convinced, you can! As long as you can beat me, I'll make an exception and let you stay! Otherwise, get out of here, otherwise don't blame my magic sword for being ruthless!"

His words were quite unreasonable, but he could choke everyone speechless. Without waiting for Princess Lena's orders, the eliminated knights took the initiative to leave. Except for Luo Ning and his party, only the thirteen recognized knights left near the gladiatorial arena soon existed.

Under the premise of being easily defeated by Luo Ning, it is more like a condescending provocation, like a ferocious beast deliberately releasing its mouth after forcing its prey into a corner, but staring at its prey and sneering.

At this time, the Violet Knights had just changed their fresh blood for a few years, and most of the fifty people were young men in their early twenties, which was the age of the blood and strength, where could they withstand Luo Ning's methods. At that moment, five or six people jumped into the gladiatorial arena with red eyes and a huff.

Six people, three offenses and three defenses, it looks like a tacit understanding, and there are no obvious flaws. But sometimes, just because there's no flaw doesn't mean it's foolproof.

I saw a silver arc of light flashing obliquely around Luo Ning, like a bright meteor tearing apart the night. Ronin wielded a silver scimitar and told the young knights with practical actions: offense is the best defense!

Where the silver scimitar touched, the three long swords broke in two. When the tip of the sword fell to the ground, the fighting energy on the surface had not yet dissipated, and it was still glowing with a faint cold light. The sword was slightly cold, and the knights' hearts were even colder. This set of cooperation is a secret killing move that they have practiced countless times and improved countless times before it was formed, and no one can say how much effort it contains.

Where the silver scimitar touched, the three long swords broke in two. When the tip of the sword fell to the ground, the fighting energy on the surface had not yet dissipated, and it was still glowing with a faint cold light. The sword was slightly cold, and the knights' hearts were even colder. This set of cooperation is a secret killing move that they have practiced countless times and improved countless times before it was formed, and no one can say how much effort it contains.

They suddenly resorted today, hoping to impress Luo Ning with them, but no matter how sophisticated the tactics are, they need enough strength to support them. Although the three shields at the beginning successfully blocked Luo Ning's attack, the three people who followed the sword-wielding attack could not stop the sharpness of the silver scimitar, and Luo Ning cut off the weapon with only one blow, cutting off the follow-up action.

But that's not all. After the scimitar cut off the three long swords, it was like a pendulum swinging to the highest point, and began to return the same way, although the back of the knife was not sharp, but Luo Ning activated the azure magic pattern on the hilt, making the scimitar into an existence similar to an electric shock rod. The back of the spinning scimitar struck the three of them, and the leaping arc shone brightly, easily paralyzing the three knights and making them unable to fight again.