As the saying goes, "an inch is long and an inch is strong", and it is perfect for the spears of European knights.

Tristan's riding spear, the body of the spear alone is nearly three meters long, and coupled with the murderous aura gushing from the tip of the spear, the attack range of the spear is within a radius of four meters. Between the spurs, the wind howled, the cold light flashed, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

On the other hand, Antonio's broadsword is only a little more than a meter long, and he is congenitally inferior. It's just that the Flood Holy Light on the sword body is indeed powerful, not only completely canceling out the murderous aura of the spear, but even launching counterattacks from time to time.

Antonio is very experienced, often looking for gaps and rubbing his body, giving full play to the close advantage of "one inch short and one inch dangerous", mixing with Tristan, except for the sound of swords and guns colliding, only the chanting and cheering of both sides remain.

And Tristan has been in battle for a long time, how can he not know the advantages and disadvantages of the weapons in his hands? Often when the opponent is bullied, he or forces him away, or exits the space, trying not to give the opponent a chance to fight in close combat. As a result, although the two sides fought fiercely and dangerously, they remained deadlocked, and in a short period of time, no one could help anyone.

In the mid-air above the sea, in a pillar of light as bright as day, two figures tossed and turned, dividing and merging, entangled and flying. The spears and broadswords stirred the rich heaven and earth vitality in the pillar of holy light, shining with patches of glow, bringing up rainbows that disappeared one after another, and looked extremely beautiful against the background of the surrounding night.

These Changhong, which are full of murderous intentions, are connected to the life of the living and fighting on the one hand, and the other is to the dark and endless eerie hell......

Arthur looked worriedly for a moment before breathing a sigh of relief. After all, no matter how powerful Antonio's cultivation light is, his cultivation time is nearly seven hundred years less than Tristan's, and although the latter does not have a war horse now, the extra seven hundred years of experience is enough to make him invincible!

Arthur was worried about Nicholas, one of the cardinal archbishops who St. Peter had personally raised, almost two thousand years ago! To survive the frenzied suppression of the Roman emperor and the brutal battle in which the rest of the cardinals were martyred one after another, Nicholas's ability must be extraordinary.

1,300 years ago, Arthur fought with Nicholas in the siege of Olympus, the seat of the Greek gods, and saw Athena, the god of war, pierce Nicholas's chest. At that time, Arthur was fighting with Poseidon, the god of the sea, and he was struggling to parry the heavy and powerful trident of the god of the sea, and he could not escape to the rescue. When he later returned to England, news came from the Holy See that Nicholas had died of his injuries.

But now, the first cardinal in the history of the Catholic Church, is alive in the lineup of the Senate, how can this not make Arthur's egg hurt?

- That's the same fighting power as himself, and if you look at the entire Knights of the Round Table, you can't find anyone who can be the opponent of Archbishop Nicholas!

Other people, such as Li Qiuhan, belong to the status of Keqing, and they are friends of the God King, and they can't play, and they can't be ordered by King Arthur. As for those polar bear people, Arthur didn't pay attention to it at all.

Maybe it's more than enough for the bears to chase down vampires who are also dark creatures, but it's up to the most powerful team of cardinals in the Holy See of Light...... It's better to be a guard of honor quietly!

This is Arthur's instinctive analysis, and it cannot be considered a mistake. After all, the leader of the Knights of the Round Table had only been under Han Feng's command for two days, and he had never learned the true skills of the Antique Emperor except for seeing Li Qiuhan's immature "Crossing the Heart Sword" in the sky above Heavenly Demon City.

Needless to say, the Polar Bear People family did not show their true abilities from the beginning, and of course, it was impossible to gain Arthur's trust in the battle array......

What's worse is that although he can defeat Nicholas, what about Pope Patrick? Who will resist?

The successive popes have possessed the purest holy light of God's primordial divine inheritance, and can be called the number one master in Catholicism, even Nicholas, the first bishop, is not an opponent, so who else can compete with him in his own camp?

Do you really want to ask the God King Han Feng for help?

As the greatest king of England and the most powerful knight in the history of Europe, King Arthur could not let go of his pride and turned to the God-King for help—especially since this was the first battle after the Knights of the Round Table surrendered! Even if you lose, you must prove the loyalty of the knights and the true strength of the knights!

Die and die! Anyway, I have lived for more than 1,500 years, and my grievances and hatreds, family and country love and hatred have long been empty, and what else can I not let go!

…………

"Young Master Jin, who do you think can win?"

Everyone in the Knights and the Senate didn't know that at the scene of the bloody battle between the two sides, there were actually two people, one big and one small, as well as five animals with abnormal horses. And Ulan Balsi firmly remembered Han Feng's advice, and watched the battle between the two foreigners intently, dancing and copying the moves of the spear and broadsword, because he was too involved in the play, he accidentally opened his mouth to ask!

Xiao Jin was dozing off leaning on Feixue. For the Golden Dragon clan, who are brave and ruthless by nature, watching others fight and kill is simply a kind of cruel torture for themselves - how can it be comfortable to watch people fight? However, my father strictly ordered that he was not allowed to play, let alone expose his whereabouts, which made Xiaojin of course frustrated.

They are not allowed to fight, and they have to send themselves over...... Could it be that my little young master Jin is the courier who came to deliver the Holy Grail?

Xiao Jin was so depressed that the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, his eyelids were about to gradually become heavier, and as soon as he fell asleep, he listened to Ulan Balsi's question, so he had to beat his spirits and said with a bitter face:

"These two? Depending on the situation, if no one intervenes, it should be able to fight until both are tired to death or the earth is desolate! Father is really, he directly sent Xiaojin over to crush it, why bother so much? It's twisting and turning, and it's not painful at all! ”

In fact, in this little golden dragon's heart, the biggest wish is to devour those villains cleanly one by one. Wouldn't it be more beautiful to save time and satisfy the appetite?

But it's such a good thing to have the best of both worlds, but he was crushed to death by his father's words, so where does Xiao Jin still have any interest?

Although Ulan Balsi is rude, he is not unsympathetic, as soon as he saw Xiaojin's face, he knew that this child was really wronged in his heart, and he couldn't help laughing:

"Young Master Xiao Jin is usually smart and witty, but now why has he become confused? What Mr. Han just instructed was not to expose his whereabouts and not to take action in person, but he did not say that he would occasionally help secretly without exposing it! ”

I have to say that this honest man is scheming, it's just ...... Han Feng still has a black belly!