Night Wuqi was vigilant, and after thinking about it, he said, "Old Ward, that's just a madman who is about to grow old. I didn't expect that this Maienri was not only disrespectful to the paladin, but even a high-ranking saint. ”

"And what do you think?"

"Xiao Ke really can't bear the heavy responsibility of a paladin, I think, the Holy See should ask another master. I don't want to risk my life to accompany you in this play. ”

"No, no, no, you're smart. If the person who has been recognized by the Sword of the Paladin is not smart, then there is no one in the whole world who is smart. ”

"What will happen? Whether I am smart or not, it has nothing to do with you. ”

The Holy Maiden Pear Vortex smiled lightly: "Hand over the sword of the paladin and follow me back to the temple of the paladin, and the Holy See will be able to avoid the past." ”

Here's the point! Ye Wuqi narrowed his eyes.

"It's really polite to speak, isn't the Holy See even willing to hide it? Not to mention that the dignified paladin, even a flat-headed commoner, can't be bullied! Besides, the sword of the paladin is something we have obtained by our ability, if you have the ability, why don't you get the approval of the sword of the paladin?" Huo Jie said indignantly on the side.

The frost in the saint's eyes was chilling, and she stared at Huo Jie and said, "Archmage Merlin, some things are all based on consciousness. There are some things in this world that cannot be broken by a lonely courage, and it is the fate of every soul to obey the arrangement of fate. Don't be blinded by chicken soup. ”

Huo Jie didn't give in: "My fate is up to me!" You put on an all-knowing and all-powerful appearance, thinking that you understand things thoroughly, but you don't know that this kind of negativity is the greatest pathetic. ”

The saint's eyes widened slightly, she turned around on the ground, her snow-white skirt was thrown up, as delicate as her, and her slender figure was like a willow leaf in the wind, whirling along with the wind: "Maybe what you said makes sense, but everyone has their own life, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, seeking and seeking, and those who can be happy and angry are contrary to the truth." I'm tired, grab them. ”

In response, several white-robed priests jumped up in unison and jumped down from the saddle.

The members of the White Tiger Dart Bureau immediately showed a fighting state, but this kind of irreparable gap can not be filled by the number of people, eight or nine white-robed priests all have the strength of the Dou King, and Fu Klo can beat five in one beat, and what about the remaining five?

The stark contrast simply made Ye Wuqi and Huo Jie feel desperate, although the several white-robed priests under the Holy Maiden could not be said to have the strength of Fu Klo, but how bad could they be as strong as the Dou Wang Realm?

At this time, Ye Wuqi suddenly remembered the four warriors who nominally submitted to him but actually to the sword of the paladin, and he really pinched his sweat. The four of them are the destabilizing factors in this game, and if the swordsman's punishment and the flame mage Edla's reverence for the Paladin's sword overshadows the fear of the Holy See, then they have a good chance. If it's the other way around......

As for the elven El and the dwarf Drew, their hearts don't even have a rough range of predictions, at best, they don't conform to the faith of the Holy See and follow the guidance of the leader of Myrry, they can come to assist the night without hatred, but at worst they are tantamount to igniting the fire of the Holy See, who can make such an unwise decision?

Ye Wuqiu gritted his teeth and swept around without leaving a trace, but he didn't find the four of them.

"Take it!" the Holy Maiden's icy cry rang out, and her flawless face was like an eternal tundra. "I'd like to see what makes me different as the only two paladins to be recognized by Dawn's forgiveness. ”

"Boom-" The knights in armor all raised their spears and gathered around the teenagers.

Phocloe had been stared at by several white-robed priests.

Ye Wuqi smiled bitterly in his heart, he himself had a few catties and a few taels, he understood best, the other party didn't work for the white robe sacrifice to do anything, just a few minions could put himself to death, how could he fight in such a disparity of battles?

As for the saintess, it seems that there is a purpose in not letting the white-robed sacrifice do it to herself.

"I'm here to see how the ant, so weak that it can't even lift the knight's spear of Phoclo, gains the power of the Paladin's Sword. ”

How could he say that it was a coincidence of fate, do you believe it? Phocrow shattered the protective shield so that the Paladin's Sword was exposed to the air, while his own magic sword was red and bloody, but in an instant, he reached a consensus with it.

He didn't know why the Paladin's Sword resonated with the Blood Remnant, and he didn't know that he didn't bother to interrogate Vades about the Paladin's Sword. He was keenly aware that when the Holy Maiden and Vaedes mentioned the Sword of the Paladin, they both said "Dawn's forgiveness", what did this mean?

But now is not the time to think about this, and the night is not hateful, and he is sighing and making people. Fate has arranged such a twisted and grand scene, which is to let itself die vigorously? What good is it to do?

Ye Wuqi was forced to be helpless, so he could only forcibly shake his spirit, draw out the Flowing Flame Sword, and the true qi surging up and down his body, ready to wait.

The holy woman and the white-robed priests were stunned when they saw this scene. The holy woman spoke: "Lord Paladin, your strength ends here?"

Ye Wuqiu felt a great insult, but he had to admit the reality, that is, with his current strength, he was afraid that even a single guard would not be able to defeat him.

It is impossible to say that there is no gap in his heart, although he is still young and warns himself not to be greedy and impatient, so ambitious, but the environment he is in and the people he comes into contact with make him subconsciously feel high, so that he now feels like a clown jumping off the beam.

The paladins can't even beat the guards, and if this gets out, I'm afraid that it will soon turn from a myth to a joke.

"Your Highness, if you want to laugh at me, then save it. See the truth under all the swords. "The night has no revenge and is forced to be calm, so he makes a false way.

Come on, I hope you won't be the papal see's biggest joke for thousands of years. Take out your kung fu!" exclaimed the holy woman. "Up!"

All the sergeants fell together with the words of the holy woman, and several spears stabbed straight towards the night without hatred.

Ye Wuqi jumped up, vigorously soared into the air, and the tip of the spear turned out a gorgeous arc in the air, and at the same time, the dark luster of the angry black iron hand instantly rose to its peak, and with a swing of the sword, the burning flames jumped out of a gorgeous arc.

The sergeant under the sword was shocked, but how could he be agile and use a long weapon like a knight's spear, which was not flexible, so he could only abandon the gun and run away, and rolled forward on the ground, which dodged the attack of Night Innocent.

These sergeants had a clumsy eye, and they couldn't see the true level of Ye Wuqi with their eyes alone, but when they saw that Ye Wuqi was fighting with them and using their skills to sell moves, they were all stunned.

Aren't paladins all powerful men who can knock down hundreds of powerhouses like themselves with a wave of their hands?

"This paladin is a fake! take it down quickly!" the holy woman ordered from behind. Her explanation made everyone suddenly realize, and even more awe in everyone's hearts overturned.

Huo Jie was already in the battle with the others, he was suspended in the air, the astrolabe turned, the brilliance, the vast and mysterious power made everyone look sideways.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the origin power of the Starry Sky Mage is very pure, but it's a pity that the cultivation is too shallow, otherwise it will definitely be a peerless powerhouse in the future. With such qualifications, serving as Merlin's title does not disgrace Merlin. ”

The sergeants rushed up, and the night without revenge used all their strength, urging the black iron hand of the angry scales to the extreme that could be used so far, but they were still defeated.

Soon, two fists were invincible to four hands, and the sharp tip of a knight's spear pierced Ye Wuqi's clothes, leaving a scratch on his ribs.

"Lord Paladin!" I heard an exclamation, only to see that the torturer led dozens of people to kill the generals, and although those ten people were dressed in civilian clothes, they were actually the guards and knights of the Temple of the Holy Knights.

The night was painless, and he hurriedly jumped back, but the sergeant was still pressing forward step by step.

Ye Wuqi felt extremely aggrieved, but there was no good way, the punishment was teleported at the moment, and he couldn't save himself, he had no choice but to pause slightly, and then with a majestic expression, he stopped still, and all the expressions on his face became peaceful and quiet at this moment.

The holy light is vibrant, noble and elegant. The sergeants, bathed in the light of holiness, heard the magnificent choir praying and confessing as if in the dark.

All the spears were stabbed on Ye Wuxi's body, but the bloody scene that should have happened did not happen, and all the knight spears were all deflated the moment they touched the holy light rippling around Ye Wuqiu, and they were soft and did not advance or retreat.

"Forgiveness at dawn. The holy woman looked at Ye Wuqi in a daze and muttered.

With the sword of the paladin in his hand, he entered a state of physical and mental transparency without hatred at night, his negative emotions were stripped away by the holy light, and the whole person changed from panic to calm and confident.

Although he doesn't know where his calm capital is, the spontaneous transformation is something he can't explain. Just like what you do in a situation of extreme anger that you can't understand when you're in a good mood, you can't find that feeling of drawing your sword and looking around at a loss at this time.

"Reforge the City of Faith! All the soldiers obey the order!"

The incomparably majestic figure of Ye Wuqi at this moment does not mean that the essence of his body has changed, but that the height of his refraction in the human heart has increased dramatically with the times.

The white rainbow rising into the sky seemed to hide the sun's rays, and the heroic mood was the surging of the wind and clouds, and the knights of the Knights Templar who were far away could be said to describe their harmony with "roar".

"The subordinates are here!"

Three words, simple and crisp, but piercing cowardice and vulgarity, through the streets and alleys, through the banners of the exhibition, and finally echoing in the sky.