He continued to walk, quickly approaching the house with the lights on, his consciousness was withdrawn, there was no need to investigate, the houses he passed along the way were empty, whether there was an ambush or not, the answer was in that room.

The door was open, and there were two people standing inside, one was a middle-aged man in a priest's robe, the other was a golden man, with a handsome melon seed face, gray-green eyes flashed with a sly look, wearing a set of chain mail, covered with a black monk's robe, and the middle one was embroidered with a very obvious white octagonal cross, holding a helmet in one hand and a long sword in the other.

"Daredevil Assasin, hehe." Said the man dressed as a knight.

"Sean, I haven't seen you in such a long time, have you switched to cosplay?" Zheng Dong sneered.

"Let's fight, I hate you."

"Okay, this is the last time you hate me."

"Follow me." Sean walked to the middle of the house.

Zheng Dong stood in front of him, "Is it here?" ”

Sean smiled, turned to the priest next to him, and said, "Brother Sival." ”

The latter nodded, drew a cross on his chest, and said something in his mouth. Zheng Dong then noticed that he and Sean were standing on a six-pointed star pattern, which was full of all kinds of strange symbols, which must have been drawn with a kind of invisible ink just now, and the priest named Sival activated the barrier with a spell, and all the lines in the pattern glowed with a faint white light.

The two were then transported to a desolate, abandoned village.

"Where is this?"

Zheng Dong looked around, the air was cold and very desolate, only some low shrubs, looking along the steep terrain, not far away were some low mountains, showing clear outlines in the moonlight.

"Harding Point, let's get started." Sean put on his helmet and grasped the broadsword in both hands in a defensive stance.

"Wait, Hardinghorn, haven't heard of it."

"Die!" Sean rushed over in a few big strides, and the big sword in his hand spun out a beautiful sword flower in the air, slashing towards Zheng Dong's neck with the cold glow of the stars and moon.

Wearing such bulky armor and being so agile, something is wrong, Zheng Dong's consciousness is open, this guy's body protection aura is pale gold! When did he become a monk?

"Hum", the sword came to the side, Zheng Dong flashed to the side unhurriedly, last time he was seriously injured with a grenade, this time he was killed as soon as he came up, there is no brotherhood, only you die, not me, but before, he had a few questions to ask clearly, subdued him first.

Sean had the ability of a monk, and his reaction was extraordinary, after a sword slashed into the air, he immediately stabbed with a backhand, and a little cold star went straight to Zheng Dong's chest.

This time, Zheng Dong did not dodge or dodge, his hands stretched out as fast as lightning, and made a child's gesture of worshiping the Buddha, and his palms were divided left and right, and they were suddenly staggered.

With a "clang", the long sword broke into two sections.

But the castration of the long sword did not decrease, Sean still stabbed Zheng Dong with half of the sword, unable to stop the pace of rushing forward, Zheng Dong kicked sideways, and kicked Sean in the abdomen firmly, the person flew out dozens of meters away, and the battle ended instantly, this is still Zheng Dong restrained his strength, otherwise a kick can kill him.

Sean was lying on the ground, his helmet had already flown away, and after several struggles, he finally sat up, coughed violently a few times, and spurted out a mouthful of blood and laughed miserably: "You are still so strong, your cultivation is similar to mine, why can't you beat you?" ”

"Are you still fighting?" Zheng Dong looked at him calmly.

"Fight, why don't you fight, I'm going to beat you today!" Sean pulled out a cross, knelt on the ground, and prayed with his hands clasped between the cross.

Suddenly, there was a kind of sacred chant that can only be heard in the church, and people couldn't help but have a heart of worship. The mounds of dirt around them, which were originally inconspicuous, cracked open with a "poof", and the corpses described as withered slowly sat up from inside.

After a while, under the dark and white moonlight, there were nearly two hundred "people" standing densely all over this hillside, wearing pot-shaped or conical helmets on their heads, wearing tattered chain mail, and the outer burqas were also tattered, and they could vaguely distinguish two different logos, one was a red cross on a white background, and the other was a white octagonal cross on a black background like Sean. Judging from their dress, they are knights, their cultivation is all blue, and the aura of the protective body on their bodies is blue and faint, as if countless pairs of eyes are looking at him in the dark.

I'll strangle it, I can't fight it alone, and I'll beat it in groups!

The tiger was still afraid of wolves, Zheng Dong had to take it seriously, with an extra gun and a shield in his hand, paying attention to the knight's every move.

A knight on a skeleton horse appeared from behind a hill, followed by dozens of cavalrymen, Zheng Dong's heart tightened, because he couldn't see the knight's cultivation.

With a wave of the knight's hand, dozens of archers ran out from behind the cavalry, lined up, and pointed their bows and arrows at him.

Zheng Dong panicked, and hurriedly set up the Xingtian shield, but he didn't wait for the rain of arrows in the sky, he only heard a few "dangdang" sounds on the surface of the shield, and he was still weak. When I looked at it, it turned out that these arrows were rotten and had no lethality at all.

The leading knight, with another wave of his hand, the entire military formation began to move, the infantry rode from the front, those originally scattered infantry horses, automatically approached, forming a phalanx, taking a neat pace, "whoo-whoo-whoo" footsteps are still sonorous and powerful, however, along the way, all the way to the parts, the armor on their bodies is rusty, falling off from time to time, and many swords are left with only one handle.

It looked a little funny, Zheng Dong wanted to laugh but didn't laugh, because the cavalry moved, and it was the knight who he couldn't see the cultivation leading, and he quickly outflanked him from both wings.

Shoot the man first shoot the horse, capture the thief first capture the king, Zheng Dong withdrew the big shield and replaced it with a revolver, "bang, bang----" a series of rapid shots, knocking the horse to its knees, inertia, the leading knight fell from the horse, one turned over, he pulled out the long sword at his waist, the cold glow was shining, there was no rust, and sure enough, the things he led were the best.

"Bang, bang, bang" is another series of continuous rapid fire, the power of the large-caliber bullet is great, his mutilated body, shattered, a white image floated out of the unusable body, suspended in mid-air, no longer forward, just looking at him from above.

The other knights did not stop, the cavalry rushed first, Zheng Dong only used the black dragon to deal with them, when the first horse was about to rush, the knight's long sword on his back was held high and had not been chopped down, Zheng Dong came to the side of the skeleton horse in a flash, hid and made a move, and swept to the horse's kneecap with a hammer, and suddenly the horse lost its front hooves, and the knight above was thrown heavily to the ground, like their leader, a white image floated out of the shell that could no longer be used.

A few of the nearest knights who rushed in a row, Zheng Dong concocted them in the same way, turning them all into image material. These cavalrymen must have been well-trained before they died, and before they knew it, they had surrounded him. Zheng Dong was doing his best, and he was sure to destroy as many knights as possible before that leader attacked.

Rushing left and right, as if drawing a circle in a wheat field, all the circles within his radius fell down, and more and more white images flew into the air.

"Wait, stop attacking." The leader spoke.

But he couldn't stop at all, Zheng Dong's eyes were red, and when he rushed towards another knight, he found that his movements suddenly slowed down, how did the knight in front of him move so fast, the movements from head to toe were as slow as if he was slowing down the camera.

Will Sean, the defeated general, actually flash? He stood in front of him with a half-broken sword in his hand, slashed at his neck, and when he was still a few millimeters away from his carotid artery, Sean also stopped the chopping action, gave Zheng Dong a backhand slap, and then walked away curtly.

Zheng Dong wanted to have a seizure, but the movements were slow into a frame by frame picture, the knight leader appeared in front of him, his hand waved slightly, Zheng Dong returned to normal, it turned out that he controlled his movements. Face to face, the white image is blurry, and you can basically see the appearance of the chief knight, with kind eyes, deep eyes and high nose, and a long beard hanging on his chest.

"Do you know Joshua?" The chief knight asked.

"I don't know." Zheng Dong didn't feel the need to lie.

"Then your attack routines and movements are too similar to him, so do you know Amy?"

"No,------ wait, let me think about it, it seems to be a little impressed. By the way, Emily is my master's lover. Zheng Dong remembered the vigorous love and the name of his lover that the master had mentioned to him next to the crystal coffin.

"I see, you're a descendant of the Knights Templar." The chief knight nodded and said, "I am the head of the Knights Hospitaller, Roger de Morlins, and I didn't expect to have a broken relationship with you Templars. ”

"Sean, why do you have to kill me?" Zheng Dong pointed at Sean and said.

"Look at who we are? We, the knights, don't take heaven and don't leave hell, why do we still exist in this world? The chief knight paused for a moment, looked at Zheng Dong's reaction, and after seeing that his mood was stable, he continued: "We have a task, which is to find the Chosen One, deal with today's situation, and also assist the Chosen One to retrieve the holy relics, we are now the Dark Knights." ”

"I'm not the chosen one." Zheng Dong wants to leave here, but he doesn't know where the exit is.

"You passed the test, you are brave and resourceful, you don't panic, you are the chosen one."

"Thank you for the compliment, I've never been embarrassed to admit it." Zheng Dong made a joke.

"First of all, today's situation, after I died in battle here, the Lord Almighty said to me, let me wait here for a thousand years, just for this day."

"Killed in battle?"

"The Battle of Harding a thousand years ago cost the elite troops of the Knights Templar and the Knights Hospitaller, and I fought to the death to protect the True Cross, the Lord chose me, please join us."

"Not interested."