Chapter Eighty-Five: Do You Want to Fight With Me?

Yu Han was very happy today, this was the first time he was so relaxed, but after relaxing, he was at a loss. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What the hell did I do?

"Inglourious bastards......!"

Looking at Cú Chulainn's hands on his chest, muttering quietly, the black line on Yu Han's face, this is the child of light, doesn't it mean that even at the moment of death, he will never bend his knees to the ground, why do you feel ......

It's a bit girly, and there is an inexplicable feeling of chills all over the body, which makes Yu Han shudder.

"Well, I'm leaving." With a hint of alienation and guardedness, Yu Han scratched his hair and walked towards the outside world.

"Stop!" Cú Chulainn had a spear piercing death thorn in his hand, and fire burned in his eyes.

"It's called Tosaka Yuhan, right?,I remember you.,Wait for me next time......"

Listening to the other party's unimposing words, Yu Han still walked silently.

Take off other people's clothes, or in public, scold, just scold, just express the grievances in your heart.

And there was something really wrong just now, what am I doing taking off men's clothes in broad daylight, or in front of those magicians who have a convulsive brain.

Reputation!

Imagining the scene of Rin Tosaka pointing at his nose, ruining Lao Tzu's reputation, and then hooking up with the cute saber of the head of the family, Yu Han was inexplicably worried.

The more I think about it, the more my head hurts.

"stop me!" Cú Chulainn looked at Tosaka Yuhan, who was obviously in a daze, and was angry in his heart.

Lao Tzu is the son of light, when has he been humiliated like this, and the most important thing is that Nima, you don't take Lao Tzu seriously after you are humiliated.

I can't bear it anymore, I'm going crazy.

Cú Chulainn picked up the spear that pierced the thorns, gritted his teeth, like an enraged hound, and was about to attack Tosaka Hahan.

"Sonorous!"

The white swordsman and the black archer looked at Cúchulainn's lower body coldly, and held a terrible big wooden stick in his hand, and suddenly the hound turned into a husky.

Yu Han silently turned around and glanced at Cú Chulainn.

Why did I see a yellow-haired husky giggling, I really want to flatten the dog, but it's not right to bully someone else's big dog, so forget it.

"I'm going home for lunch, so I don't have to deliver it."

After Yu Han finished speaking, he sighed melancholy, turned around and continued to leave.

Cú Chulainn's head was full of black lines, and he looked at Yu Han's back speechlessly as he left.

Do you think I'll believe this reason?

Nima took me for a fool!

However, the big wooden stick is really terrible, well, Uncle Ben will come back again, yes, the big wooden stick is really scary.

When Cú Chulainn understood how terrible the big stick was, the priest on the other side was in a bitter battle.

Yan Feng Qili is very strong, but in the face of Ignaz, he is still a little weaker, and he is old, and his body is a little weak.

The most important thing is that people can be spiritualized, and their ultimates are useless to Ignatz, and they can't see it.

So there is no doubt that Ignaz has the upper hand.

In the forest of the hills, the sullen Ignaz appeared quietly behind Yan Fengqili again, and shook the silver-white spear in his hand with a scream, and the poor priest flew directly into the air as if he had been hit by a car, and then fell hard.

Yan Feng Qili, who was rolling rapidly on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and just wanted to get up, but the enemy's spear had already attacked.

The spear in Ignaz's hand smashed down in the air like a boulder with a cold wind pressure, making Yan Feng Qili feel the danger of death again.

But I haven't witnessed the birth of all the evils at this time, and I haven't proven my truth, how can I die?

Six black keys appeared in Yan Feng Qili's hands, and the magic power was instantly poured into them, resisting the spear that Ignatz smashed down with all his strength.

It was as if an iron ball was smashed from a high altitude, and the moment it came into contact with the spear, small cracks appeared in the bones of the strengthened arm, and the blade of the black key, which was under tremendous pressure, also broke inch by inch.

After paying a huge price, Yan Feng Qili, who resisted the opponent's blow, immediately opened the distance between him and the opponent.

The clothes flew, Yan Feng Qili jumped, the strength accumulated in his whole body was liberated to the limit, and the ancient skills inherited from the East were displayed at this moment, and his body was like a cannonball, and he rushed backwards.

Ignaz looked at the enemy not far away and showed a smile: "Before you die, don't you want to say something?" ”

He still appreciates Yan Fengqili, and he is really a little embarrassed to beat his opponent to death.

Yan Feng Qili looked at his bloody tiger's mouth, ripped off his sleeve and wrapped it on his hand, temporarily taking measures to stop the bleeding from the wound.

Without the slightest fear, instead with a gloomy smile, he pulled out the black key from his waist again, holding the handle of the six talismans between his ten fingers, and the black blade woven by magic extended from the talisman, and he was ready to fight.

"Don't you say it, then I'm on." Ignaz smiled, and the spear in his hand lit up with a faint glow.

"Although it was not easy to meet a good opponent, the Lord wants me to kill you as soon as possible, so, strong warrior, fight."

"It is the duty of the vicar to seek heresy, and without further ado, let me see how you took my life!"

Two black keys came out of their hands, flashing cold light, screaming, and launching, and then without any pause, two more black keys came out of their hands, and in an extremely short period of time, dozens of black keys were thrown out by Yan Feng Qili's ten fingers, and the cold blades that covered the entire field of vision were like bullets that were discharged at high speed, with an impact force that was enough to tear apart gold and iron, enveloping Ignaz like a torrential rain.

The spear danced, turning into light and shadow, driving the wind and waves, forming an invisible shield of guardianship, strangling all the black keys that stabbed in the air, and shattering the blades formed by magic into pieces.

Then, immediately after, the figures of the two collided together.

A few minutes later, Yan Feng Qili leaned against a large tree and stared at the enemy in front of him.

The tattered priest's clothes and his increasingly disordered breathing all showed that he had reached his limit.

"Well, since that's already the case, let's end it." Ignaz looked at the wounds left by his opponent and slowly stepped forward, intending to inflict death on his enemy.

Yan Feng Qili didn't say a word, a gloomy smile appeared in his eyes, Lancer is not dead, there is still a spell in his hand, it only takes a moment, Cúchulainn will appear, and it will not be Yan Feng Qili who will die, but Ignaz.

The spell shone dangerously.

Seeing the murderous intent flashing in Yan Feng Qili's eyes, Ignaz's heart was frozen by the sudden coldness, and he subconsciously wanted to interrupt the enemy's attack, throwing the spear in his hand and stabbing straight towards the opponent's heart.

In the whistling of the spear, Yan Feng Qili spat out a spell.

The moment the word "summoned" came out, a spell on Yan Feng Qili's arm disappeared, and then the space was distorted, and Cú Chulainn, who was holding a red spear, instantly appeared in front of Yan Feng Qili, easily knocking the spear thrown by Ignaz away.

The situation reversed in an instant, and a cold smile appeared on Yan Feng Qili's face.

"Lancer, kill him!" The smirking priest gave the order.

"Cut." Cú Chulainn, glanced at Yan Feng Qili, his face was a little gloating, but when he was about to make a move, his face sank as soon as he looked at Ignaz in front of him.

"Nima, why is it him again?"

The familiar magic fluctuations on Ignaz in front of him were extremely similar to the white swordsmen and black archers that Cu Chulainn had just encountered, picking off his clothes, taking off his pants, holding a large wooden stick, and holding his chrysanthemum.

There is no doubt that this is Tosaka Yuhan's subordinate, but he just let himself go, and now he is killing his subordinates, isn't it a bit bad.

Well, don't kill, but you must teach a good lesson, strip, pick up pants, big wooden sticks, I Cúchulainn will take revenge.

Ignaz took a step back slightly, his eyes fixed on his opponent, and the spear in his hand was ready for battle, as if he were facing a great enemy.

But upon perceiving Cúchulainn's gaze, Ignaz's face turned ugly.

Your sister's look! Damn faggots!

In fact, it is no wonder that Ignaz understands that homosexuality was not uncommon in the Western Middle Ages, and handsome teenagers were extremely precious in the Roman slave market.

Speaking of the cause, it can be traced back to the ancient Greeks.

The ancient Greeks believed that homosexuality was purer than heterosexuality, and not only was gay men popular, but also very supportive of young and old, and the word "Lesbian" originated from the Greek island of "Lesbos", where the (ancient Greek poetess/great magician) Sappho founded a girls' school.

Although it is said to be a girls' school, everyone who understands it knows that it is just an excuse for the great magician "Sappho", and the real face of the girls' school is actually the crystal palace of Sappho "Sappho", which is rumored to have more than 500 beautiful girls.

After the Roman conquest of Greece, it was assimilated by the advanced Greek culture for quite some time, and there was a Roman poet who lamented: "The captive Greek, tempting his rude conqueror to become captive." Therefore, the custom of "homosexuality" also spread from the ancient Greeks to the entire Roman Empire, and was still popular even in the Middle Ages after the partition of Eastern and Western Rome.

Nina's mother is the most typical example.

As the guardian knight of the Western Roman Empire, Ignaz also enjoyed the luxurious aristocratic life of the Western Roman Empire when he was young, but he himself was very disgusted with homosexuality, lesbians were fine, and gay men were ......

"Disgusting guy, have you seen enough!"

"Whoosh!"

Ignaz was knocked back with his spear in his hand, and turned the spear, the tip of which was faintly pointed at Cú Chulainn's crotch.

"Could it be that the priest next to you makes you unhappy, so you want to taste the power of Uncle Ben's spear?"

The corners of Cú Chulainn's mouth curled, he glanced at the priest beside him, and sighed.

"I'm really unhappy with him, your strength is not bad, accompany Lao Tzu to fight?"