The scroll of history slowly unfolded, and the city of Myenrui ushered in a new dawn. It was a day full of legends, and with people hugging and crying excitedly, it radiated a heat and charm unlike any previous gathering. The title page of all the published books was printed overnight with the words "New Era 2019 White Dew Day, Augustus Paladin Ascends to the Throne, Leader Qunlun, God Bless the World." ".

Let's look back at that admirable moment.

When we look at the beginning and end of things from an objective, unmixed with exaggerated emotions, we often find that history itself is an epic journey of laughter and tears:

Ye Wuxian heard the so-called Paladin's Sword, and stood in place in shock, and then he suddenly understood that the "Paladin's Sword" was most likely that golden object, although it was wrapped in golden light, and the specific appearance could not be seen from the outside, but its magnificent momentum was indeed unfake.

100 meters away, halfway in the blink of an eye, finally, ten steps, five steps,...... One step, Ye Wuqiu stretched out his hand and was just about to poke into the light cluster, but he heard a majestic and cold voice approaching in the distance.

"I'm here at Phocloe!"

Everyone was shocked and quickly turned their heads, and their attention was attracted by this voice.

The reason for this effect is really because the power contained in this sound can be called shocking!

Before the person arrived, the voice came first, and then after a few breaths, I saw a figure suddenly appear in the huge doorway.

The lights were full of shadows, and everyone looked closely, only to see the blonde man who called himself Phoklo staring closely at the night without hatred on the high platform. Flock's bloodstained, badly torn armor shows what the rigors of the battle he endured. The most eye-catching thing was the huge wound on his chest, the flesh was turned out, the blood was dripping and had not yet coagulated, as if it had been caught by some huge beast.

He was carrying a knight's spear, one of those spears with strong Western symbols, and the tip of the spear was still dripping with the blood of a creature of unknown origin.

"Boy, who are you?" Falcro walked firmly, full of iron.

Looking at the powerful aura of Furklo, Ye Wuxian smiled, some people were extremely nervous under high pressure, but some people were able to relax and face it calmly. Ye Wuqi obviously belonged to the latter, but he was not in a hurry to get the Paladin's Sword, but looked down at Phocloe condescendingly and said, "I am the one who came to take the Paladin's Sword. ”

Although the accents are different, the words spoken are the same, so it is not too difficult to communicate.

"Although I don't know how you managed to pass through the Minoan Labyrinth at such speed, I can tell you unmistakably that you are no match for me, and if you know each other, leave as quickly as you can. ”

Ye Wuqiu had no aversion to the person in front of him, but he hated the domineering nature of this sentence, and he sneered: "What if I say no?"

Phocloe's face was expressionless, his figure was suddenly blurred, and he appeared in front of Ye Wuqi in the blink of an eye, just raising his hand slightly, and the majestic force knocked Ye Wuqiu to the ground.

"Oops, it hurts Lao Tzu to death. Ye Wuqi gasped, and scolded loudly: "You old boy is really here!"

"How can you pick up the sword of the paladin and command this city of miracles in Myenri?" Phocrow walked in front of Night's Innocence, a tall shadow enveloping it.

The vast crowd was silent, they watched the scene on the high platform, and they knew that the battle for the sword of the paladin between the two was imperative!

The two of them confronted each other for a moment, and the shadow under the bridge of Phoclo's towering nose flickered slightly under the unflinching gaze of the night without showing weakness, and he seemed to feel bored, and turned his head and walked towards the sword of the paladin.

"No hatred, it's okay. Huo Jie, they reacted at this time, and hurriedly ran over to help Ye Wuqiu up.

"It's fine. Ye Wuxian shook his head slightly, looking at what Phoclo had done.

Phocloe stood in front of the Paladin's Sword for a moment, as if sensing something, and he slowly raised his hand silently and reached for the golden light.

"Wow!"

The golden light cluster emitted a dazzling light as if it had been touched by the scales, and countless dots of falling flowers were all over the air. The incomparable divine aura was suddenly forged into a translucent wall of luminous light, protecting the Paladin's Sword in it.

When the mutation broke out, Phoclo immediately flew back a few meters away, and saw that the golden light was not malicious, but only made a defensive state, which stabilized his body.

"Honorable Paladin's Sword, offended. Phoclo bowed a few meters away, raised the same silver spear, stepped back and exerted force, and suddenly flew out and stabbed out!

The sound of breaking the air sounded sharply, and the muffled sound followed!

Folklo's brow furrowed and he took a few steps back, the wound on his chest bubbling out again.

The walls of light in all directions rippled like ripples of water, and soon regained calm.

Cocklow took out the potion to cover the wound, and a mark on his forehead appeared, and a pillar of black light pierced in front of him. A black and shiny horse with bony wings roared out!

"We're going!" exclaimed, and leaped onto his horse, the steed channeling, spreading its hooves and rushing at a speed that seemed to fly.

The hurricane was raging, and the wind around the horse was overwhelming.

"Damn!" Ye Wuqi was shocked like a gourd rolling on the ground, and rolled several times in succession.

"You old boy wait for me!"

The night is hateless, holding on to the overwhelmed waist and wailing.

"Boom!"

Countless fragments of air fell one after another, and instantly reassembled!

And all this has reached the level of visible to the naked eye!

What kind of concept is this, under the blow of Phocloe, the space was shattered in an instant!

The crowd screamed, but fortunately, the impact was correspondingly small when it was far away. The ones who suffered the most were the people who had no enemies in the night.

The pain from the soul suddenly came, and everyone except Huo Jie and Ye Wuqi fainted to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Yuanshu Xingjian exudes a luster and guards Huo Jie's sea of divine consciousness, which makes Huo Jie look immortal, and the orange luster overflows all over his body.

Looking at the night without hatred again, his eyes swelled with a touch of scarlet, bloody and awe-inspiring awe, guarding his mind like a rock, all the pain and injury breeze blowing on the hills, leaving no trace!

Ye Wuqi was surprised to feel the red blood remnant cloud of the magic sword in the storage ring trembling with excitement, this was the second time it had appeared in this state since it fell into Ye Wuqi's hands.

The first time was when I first met Yuanshu Xingjian.

There is no hatred in the night, and in an instant, I suddenly understood something. He ignored the pain in his body and hurriedly looked at the Paladin's Sword.