For Luo Lan's contempt, a series of roars suddenly erupted from the corridor, and the sound of drawing swords came and went, and in an instant, under the magic lamp, it was like solid ice shattering, and the sword blade shot out a dazzling and painful reflection, and the killing intent that raged in the sky was like a turbulent current, and thunder and rain could fall at any time. [Latest chapter reading.]

Except for a few nobles, most of them were expelled by Pope Pyridus II for various grounds, deprived of their faith, deprived of honor, deprived of dignity, and even when they fled from the barbarian land, they did not forget this unforgettable hatred.

And today, there are people from the Holy See who want to cover up this last glimmer of brilliance, how can they allow it!

This is their last fiefdom, and it must never be delivered again!

Reinahorn stepped forward, stood in front of the fence, looked down condescendingly, he held Leng Sensen's sword diagonally, and said loudly: "For justice and justice!"

The knights shouted at the same time: "For justice and justice!"

"Justice and justice?"

Luo Lan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, where are there so many ridiculous excuses in this world! Before this bloodiest and ugly battle for interests, he didn't want to tear off this robe to cover up the ugliness!

The Knights seemed to have forgotten that perhaps they were a ruined nobleman, perhaps only a commoner, but here they were a complete nouveau riche, with wealth and power in their hands, and like the nobles of the Middle Continent, shouting for honor and glory, and cloaked in a garb of morality. Exercising the ugly means of squeezing the lower classes.

This group of nobles living in the gap between barbarians and humans, by sucking dirty blood, growing stronger little by little like maggots, also deserves a righteous and awe-inspiring claim to represent justice and justice?

Luo Lan's laughter overwhelmed these people, but they heard the mockery and sarcasm in the laughter, as if they had been exposed to their faces, and an irrepressible wave of shame and panic erupted together.

They shouted and jumped down the corridor. Raised his sword and rushed towards Luo Lan. However, he clearly saw that there was still some fear hidden in the eyes of these people.

Luo Lan suddenly understood that it was not just themselves that they were afraid of. And that layer of theocratic brilliance on him!

The diocesan bishop, under such a illustrious scepter and crown. There must also be iniquity and glory in accordance with it.

Luo Lan pursed his lips contemptuously, giving a hint of mockery.

In that case, I will judge you on behalf of the gods.

This is filth, pus and blood, and poisonous sores.

Only, clean!

"Kill!"

The sword bearer is a middle-aged man with a strong body. The knight's armor was thick and tight, his eyes widened in anger, and his big mouth spat out a muffled roar, and a fishy stench came out of his mouth, and he rushed over with a sword, as if he was a weapon, not a sword. With just his body, he can knock Luo Lan to death. Crushed!

A cold glint flashed in Luo Lan's eyes, and his body did not move. As if he slowly stretched out his fingers forward, the middle-aged knight's body accelerated, and he screamed again, and the sword in his hand slashed off his head.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes flashed, and their ears felt as if something had broken, and a lightsaber stabbed into the throat of the middle-aged knight, and then came out from the back of his neck, and was blocked in place, he maintained the posture of raising his sword and slashing, motionless. Test Text Watermark 9.

Luo Lan waved his hand casually, and the lightsaber turned into countless free points of light, floating in the air along with the swinging robes.

The middle-aged knight fell to the ground and died.

The audience was silent.

Luo Lan slowly raised his head and looked at the stiff bodies of the two knights rushing down the stairs along the corridor, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Devil!"

One of the younger knights screamed, and he threw down his sword and crawled up the stairs.

With a flash of the sword, a skull rolled down the stairs, and the young knight's corpse fell, thick and dark red blood flowing down the steps.

The middle-aged fat man pointed at Luo Lan with the sword in his hand, and said loudly: "You don't need to panic, he is a human being, not a devil, if he is a human being, he has weaknesses, there is blood, there is flesh, that is, he can be defeated, you should not be deceived by his actions, there are so many of us, even if we consume physical strength, we can exhaust him to death, what about the chief monk? He is two legs and two arms like us," he snorted and sneered: "If he doesn't die, we will all be judged by him, pushed into hell by him, we have no choice!"

His words were very timely, and the morale of everyone present who had just fallen was pulled up again, and more importantly, he pointed out that this person must be sitting, otherwise he will die in the future, and they can't retreat, although they were indeed shocked by the scene just now, but now they calmed down and thought about it, and found that if it wasn't for the impulse of the sword, and if they tried their best, even if they couldn't kill the other party, they would have time to dodge.

In the face of strong coercion, they will definitely find a reason to strengthen their confidence, and this reason seems to be so sufficient, not to mention, there is also an eleventh-order high-ranking paladin behind them, so the courage is inspired again,

The staircase was very wide, and the three knights of the strong man swung their swords and rushed up, not crowded at all, one of them snorted, jumped up in the air, the fighting spirit on his body was surging like fire, and the anger that had been accumulated for a long time converged into a sword light that slashed obliquely, whether it was his eyes, momentum, strength, or the angle of the sword, he was impeccable in this situation.

At this time, two people jumped down from the corridor gently, with slightly nervous expressions, and attacked behind Luo Lan.

Reinahorn looked coldly down the hall and said nothing.

He does not belong to any knight order, due to the particularity of his strength and identity, in the original plan, he is in charge of the overall situation, first the knights charge to consume the opponent's physical strength, and then Reina and himself cooperate to send the final blow, he is not worried that the other party will target him. The enchantment unfolded by the eleventh level paladin, even if it is several levels higher than his own, he didn't want to break it immediately, but he didn't expect that as soon as the battle started, the situation was out of control.

Most of the members of this group of knights are the captains, and the rest are the main forces in the group, and there are usually suspicions and suspicions between each other, and it is impossible to expect them to cooperate very well. But when the vision and experience reach a certain level. The timing and flaws will not be weak.

Luo Lan stepped on the steps, watching the sword get closer and closer, he tilted his head to the side, and avoided it by a fraction of a centimeter. A gleam erupted on his fingertips, and with the beauty of killing, he slashed towards the neck of a knight behind him. The whole action only happened in an instant, and when the fingers just left the body, the fighting energy on the knight's body with a frightened face finally erupted, but with the red liquid squirting out together, when he lost his strength and fell forward, not only did the knight who was turning over drenched his face with blood. He also hugged the other party, and the latter suddenly lost his balance and rolled down the stairs together, blocking the way of the two sneaky sneak attackers behind him.

Luo Lan walked up the stairs step by step, and when his heel left the ground, he brought up a trace of blood, and when he stepped down again. A blood-red footprint was left behind.

The face buried under the hood is invisible. There was only a vague shadow, and a fierce and mysterious aura surrounded him. It's like death is near. Where is he going?

Reinahorn suddenly shuddered, and a cold chill penetrated into his bone marrow, and he suddenly realized that Luo Lan's target was ...... Most likely yourself!

This feeling came inexplicably, he was dozens of meters away from Luo Lan, and there were more than a dozen knights among them, how could it be himself?

At this moment, two more people fell in a pool of blood, Luo Lan's steps were very slow, walking up step by step, calm and dignified, implying a rhythm of death, no one could even slow down his figure, and as time went by, he was getting closer and closer to the corridor.

Reinahorn's face was gloomy, and he quietly took a step back, and said in a deep voice: "Stop him!" Even he didn't notice it, and there was a tremor in his voice.

A knight in bright armor rushed up with a hideous expression, the cross badge on his chest was like blood, and the fighting spirit on the sword was overflowing, shouting: "Get out of the way!" The people next to him hurriedly dodged to the sides, as if they were afraid of his might.

Luo Lan didn't look at it, he directly stretched out his hand, and waved away something in front of him, like a touch of dust, something flashed in everyone's eyes, as if a ray of light burst out in the extremely dark world, and then the entire space shook suddenly, and the knight had already fallen diagonally on the stairs, his facial features oozing blood, and he was killed on the spot.

Reinahorn finally showed panic, but he couldn't retreat, he turned his head to the middle-aged fat man next to him and said, "You go." ”

The middle-aged fat man hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth, he waved his hand, and rushed forward with several of the most loyal knights, with their joining, the pressure in front of him suddenly eased, and his courage grew a little, and he rushed down with a hiss.

Luo Lan's face was as cold as an ice sculpture, this was an obstacle that must be encountered before establishing a diocese, these people he saw were just the tip of the iceberg, in the future, there would be countless forces and strong people who would stop themselves, hinder themselves, and drag themselves down, they didn't want to see a person who could be above them again!

Watching these knights rushing over, he felt that these seemed to be the tides of this world rushing towards him, they swept in, drowning everything.

Luo Lan took another step, looking at the oncoming sword, as soon as he stretched out his hand, an incomparably dazzling light gathered in the palm of his hand.

"Light Impact!"

The magic ceiling on the top shook violently, and the knights rushed forward when they felt that there seemed to be some light exploding in front of them, and with a "boom", the two burly bodies were shocked and flew back, and the rest of the people stopped for a moment, looking at each other in shock, this person, is it really just a monk?

The middle-aged fat man's face changed greatly, and he involuntarily stepped back, and with a glance of his eyes, he aimed at a corner.

Luo Lan withdrew his hand and clenched it into a fist.

You can't stop me, and neither can the people behind you stop me, and neither can God!

"Click!"

He stepped into the cloister.

At this moment, there were only five or six knights left from the original nearly twenty people. Reinahorn suddenly yelled, "What are you doing? What about your courage? What about your honor? Where is your dignity?" He stared at Luo Lan, his eyes were bloodshot, his gray hair was a little messy, and a deep voice came out, "I order you, go up and kill him, and I will open the Light Barrier behind to protect you." ”

Hearing this, all the rest of the people were shocked, and now it was indeed the last moment, if they fled, they might be able to avoid facing this terrible enemy, but it meant that they would give up their current status and prestige, and would rather give up their lives than do it all over again.

I don't know who said it, and said, "There's Lord Reinahorn behind to protect us, come on!"

The sound of armor and footsteps slammed into the hall again, and in the face of the last wave of roaring, Luo Lan showed a sneer, his knees bent slightly, and his body seemed to be pressed by a stone squatting, and then, with a "whoosh" sound, disappeared from the spot.

An afterimage swept through the air, unrecognizable to the naked eye.

Reinahorn's face was shocked, confused, and afraid, and a dagger was stuck in his throat, and his light barrier had not even had time to open......

His cheeks twitched, and he leaned back with the last shred of reluctance, and fell to the cold ground with a "plop".

The knights were stunned, looking at the scene in front of them with a dull expression, their heads were blank, and an eleventh-level paladin was actually killed without even making a move?

"Die! hahaha!" With a wild laugh, a huge chain ball crossed the space of several meters, with a dull bass that oppressed the air, and smashed Luo Lan's shoulder, he suddenly staggered to the side, his body fell sideways, the iron ball was still undiminished, and it smashed into the wall with a "boom", shattering into flying stone chips.

The middle-aged fat man ran a few steps forward in ecstasy, he just hid in the corner just to get this chain ball, waiting for this fatal blow, hum! What about the chief monk? Without the protection of the fighting spirit, all it takes is an ordinary heavy weapon to smash his bones!

But suddenly, his expression froze on his face, because he found that the other party had indeed been hit, and he had indeed been hit by a huge force and staggered to the side, but only this step stopped at the right time, and then he stood up straight again.

"I thought you would be a little more powerful," Luo Lan sighed, under the tattered clothes, there was a dazzling smoothness, the shoulders here were almost the condensation of the light power of his whole body, the bones were shattered in an instant and instantly recovered under the extremely active light element, even under the attack of the black dragon, the defensive skills that could not be directly destroyed even under the attack of the black dragon, how could he be afraid of a mere chain ball?

The middle-aged fat man finally showed a look of extreme horror, his nervous endurance had reached the limit, and he ran up the stairs with a scream, but was slipped by the blood under his feet and rolled all the way.

Luo Lan looked at the other party's hasty back with pity, and he lowered his head.

Under his feet, a patch of blood was flowing.

......