Chapter 523: Defeat and Leave You
"Boom!" A bang!
As if forbidden, the space-time moment paused for a second or two, and then erupted like a nuclear explosion with a huge shock wave and light curtain, sweeping in all directions, bursting out into a powerful energy diffusion circle.
For a while, a large number of British guards who had just gotten up from the ground with a chirp were killed, flying like straw all over the sky, falling to the ground, and a terrible scream, that scene was really beautiful.
Soon, the light faded, and Wang Hao, whose face was slightly pale, regained control of the scene and scanned the surroundings coldly.
And Gahoris, who was the first to attack, had already paid the price, his grim face flushed, the corners of his mouth were slightly bloodied, and he left four deep footprints on the grass, and his feet were already knee-deep.
Gao Wen, who was very close, was in a better condition, and his red knight's uniform was torn apart by the shock wave, and he was a little embarrassed, if it weren't for the protection of the Holy Cross Sword in his hand, it was estimated that he would be much more embarrassed.
It seems that a single knight of the round table can't beat Wang Hao.
Wang Hao's heart was determined, his eyes were like torches, although he didn't do his best for the blow just now, but it was enough to deal with the ability.
But what he didn't expect was that the Knights of the Round Table's abilities would reach such terrifying!
At this time, Gawain also turned around and shouted to the British guards behind him: "You are not his opponents, all withdraw, and this is handed over to us." β
The British guards, who were so dizzy, knew that it was terrible, and fled far away with a rolling belt, watching in horror.
"Stranger, it's really powerful, it seems that we underestimate you." Garhoris wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was a little low: "You can compete with our twelve knights of the round table, you must not be a nameless, who are you?" β
Wang Hao's face seemed to be hidden in dark oil paint, and he couldn't see any expression, but his voice was very smooth: "If you want to know who I am, you have to catch me, hehe, but do you have the ability?" β
Gawain on the side was also on fire, and his arrogant face became a little hairy: "Damn fellow, I will let you know the price of insulting our Knights of the Round Table, the ultimate power - Divine Light!" β
Garhoris seemed to know that Gawain alone could not defeat Wang Hao, and with a roar of fire, he also launched it together: "Ultimate power - Divine Light!" β
"Boom-boom-"
In Wang Hao's fully guarded eyes, two extremely powerful holy lights shot out with dazzling brilliance and flew into the air, and in an instant, they merged into one in the air, and slammed straight down on Wang Hao with a huge wind and thunder.
Damn, still playing combos?
Wang Hao was startled, and roared: "If you want to win against me, in the next life!" β
With a movement in his mind, the Samadhi True Fire burst out wantonly, and the wind changed into a solid shield, on which a domineering dragon head emerged, fiercely facing the terrifying pillar of light.
"Boom"
Suddenly, with a loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking, the light shone brightly, soaring into the sky, and a huge shock wave swept in all directions, like a group of furious and crazy beasts.
For a while, Gao Wen and Gar Hoerys couldn't stand on their feet, and they fell down one after another in the violent hurricane, falling into a rolling gourd, and even Wang Hao took a few steps back and stopped.
The British soldiers in the distance saw that the shock wave was coming again, and it was even more ferocious, and they were all frightened and fled into the tower.
The three or four meters wide hard tower immediately played a good protective role, allowing these ordinary people to escape.
But the shock wave slammed into the tower, thundering loudly, but it also frightened these poor people into calling out to God.
Soon, the hurricane disappeared as abruptly as it came, Wang Hao jumped up, his clothes were torn in many places, his face was a little pale, and he did look a little embarrassed.
Gao Wen and Garhoris also stood up one after another, the corners of their mouths were stained with blood, and their faces were terrifyingly white, but they both clenched the Holy Cross Sword in their hands and stared at Wang Hao with unspeakable shock and incomparable anger in their eyes.
Wang Hao beckoned, the Samadhi True Fire was all over his body, and he said coldly: "You can't beat me, I would like to advise you, it's fatal, get out of the way for me as soon as possible, otherwise, it's too late to regret it." β
Gawain sneered: "The belief of our Knights of the Round Table is 'loyalty, fearlessness and honor', even if we die, we will not retreat!" β
Gahoris also clenched the Holy Cross Sword in his hand, a determination appearing on his rocky grim face. "We have been commanded to guard the Tower of London, and any failure of duty is a defilement of the sacred traditions of our Knights of the Round Table, and those who have anything to do will trample on our corpses."
Wang Hao was in awe, a good man, and smiled: "Very good, like a man, then I will fulfill you!" β
The powerful spiritual power suddenly urged the Yuan Dan in his body with all his might, and a powerful stream of heat and clear water continued to flow into Wang Hao's whole body, his slightly pale face quickly became ruddy, and the muscles of his whole body seemed to be full of explosive power, and every cell was active.
The momentum, a kind of king's momentum, erupted in Wang Hao's body, blazing as if it was about to burn.
Gawain and Gahoris's faces changed drastically, this kind of momentum and coercion, they are very familiar with it.
It was the king they respected immensely, King Arthur, who had the power of the earth.
And King Arthur is claimed to be the most powerful person to God other than the Pope.
Gawain and Gahoris looked at each other with pale faces, and they only now understood that the opponent in front of them was the king of the superpowers, and his strength was terrifying to the point of King Arthur.
But it's hard to ride a horse, let alone against this aggressor!
"Fight!" Gawain and Garhoris roared at the same time, and the two began to chant loudly: "We are the bravest knights, follow the holy King Arthur, we are the most loyal guardians, guard the skies of Great Britain, we are the most devout believers, believe in the holy God, please give us strength, light of the gods!" β
In an instant, the Holy Cross Sword in the hands of Gawain and Gahoris trembled violently, and suddenly roared into the air.
"Boom-boom-"
Something strange happened, and two powerful holy lights that seemed to shoot from another dimensional space appeared in the air, and they were continuously injected into the two Holy Cross swords.
Immediately, the two Holy Cross Swords shone in the air like two suns, and the huge energy made Wang Hao's heart tremble.
Damn, these two guys are playing with their lives.
Wang Hao was shocked and roared angrily: "Shura Five Extremes Change-Netherworld White Tiger-Change!" β
"Roarβ"
There was a loud bang between heaven and earth, Wang Hao quickly transformed, in the existence of samadhi true fire, from the outside, Wang Hao was dressed in fiery red flame armor, shooting a red flame that seemed to ignite the sky.
At this time, Gawain and Garhoris took the lead, raised their heads to the sky, and shouted wildly: "Light of the gods, slash!" β
"Boom!" The two Holy Cross swords containing terrifying holy power struck Wang Hao like two falling meteors, and the intense light almost made Wang Hao unable to open his eyes.
Ouyang Xuan hurriedly took the vitality, pinched the strange lines with his hands, and roared angrily: "God and Demon Palm!" β
"Boom-" A huge palm burst out with ten thousand rays of light in an instant, flying into the sky like a vigorous dragon, facing the two Holy Cross swords.
For a moment, the sky was extremely strange: the upper half of the sky was bright and full of pure white holy light, and the lower half of the sky was fiery red and full of blazing light.
With a loud rumbling bang, the white and red skies quickly approached, finally colliding together.
A terrible loud bang suddenly appeared in the sky, colorful flames of light flew all over the sky, and a powerful shock wave swept across the land like a hurricane.
All of a sudden, everything around was boiling, the glass of all the nearby doors and windows was shattered, and the pedestrians were ringing in their ears and screaming in pain."
The Tower of London, which was at the heart of the struggle, suffered the greatest damage in history, with many walls and spires almost swept away, but fortunately the main part was relatively solid, otherwise it might have collapsed completely.
I don't know how long it took for the sky to finally fall silent!
Immediately afterward, two white rays of light shot down from the air and fell to the grass, and they were the two Holy Cross swords that had been passed down for thousands of years.
However, at this time, the two swords were already mottled and cracked in many places, and they had obviously been severely damaged and could no longer be used.
"Hahaha......" Wang Hao laughed: "The Twelve Knights of the Round Table are just like that, no longer accompanied, bye!" β
The soles of his feet slammed to the ground, and a red light shot into the air with Wang Hao in a flash, and fled into the distance.
"Bastards" Gawain and Garhoris went mad and let out a vicious roar into the sky.
But soon, Wang Hao fled without a trace.
Gawain and Gahoris looked at each other speechlessly, and suddenly knelt on the wretched grass, looking at the badly damaged Holy Cross Sword, with a look of tears on their faces.
This is a holy relic that has been passed down for thousands of years, and Gawain and Garhoris are heartbroken, and they dedicate the most vicious language to Wang Hao.
After a long time, Gawain smiled bitterly: "Gahoris, hurry up and inform our king, this unknown supernatural is too powerful, maybe only our king can deal with him." β
Gahoris stared blankly at his Holy Cross Sword, his cold face as rocky twitched, and suddenly shed tears, choked up: "The Holy Sword is damaged like this, how can I be worthy of the deceased predecessors, they handed over the Holy Sword to me intact, but I destroyed it like this, God, please punish me." β
Gawain was also silent: "Gahoris, now is not the time to blame yourself, this powerful stranger stole into the Tower of London, must have stolen something very important, we must report to our king quickly and recover the things, otherwise, our guilt will be greater, and even God will not forgive us." β
Garholis was silent for a moment, then nodded, carefully picked up his broken Holy Cross sword, and roared into the air: "Damn Adept, I won't let you go, I swear by the honor of a Knight of the Round Table!" β