Tang Tian's fist firmly resisted Roger's stabbing sword.

He didn't plan to make a move so early, this time he laid out to snipe Roger, the real intention was not Roger, but Tang Tian wanted to know what level the strength of the Light Knight was. His enemies are not only Roger, but the entire Knights of Light are all nails that he must pull out.

So it was Yoshizawa who took the lead.

Among this group of people, except for Tang Tian and Sima Xiao, Ji Ze's personal strength was the highest. Now it seemed that Ji Ze's speed of adapting to the Holy Domain was not fast enough, and Tang Tian did not hesitate to block Roger's attack.

The fists intersected, and Roger understood that he had met a master.

Roger's gray eyes, without the slightest fluctuation, gave birth to a trace of change for the first time. This extremely subtle change disappeared in a flash, but his attack, like a raging storm, exploded without the slightest warning.

The golden armor that enveloped the whole body seemed to suddenly come to life, and every piece of scale armor was wriggling, and the blazing white holy flames exploded into a white rain of fire.

In the rain of fire, Roger's right palm stabbed out again, and the rain of holy light and fire in the sky was attracted, and shot towards Tang Tian.

Tang Tian's face was solemn, and he didn't dare to underestimate it. These slow-looking, soft, warm white flames resemble a group of cute elves. But who thinks that they are really so cute, the end is very miserable. As long as it is contaminated, even a little bit the size of a grain of rice, it will turn to ashes in a fiftieth of a second.

Roger's attack did not have the slightest rumor, and it didn't seem to be a sharp rumor, which made Tang Tian have a premonition of extreme danger.

Master!

In different realms, the understanding of power is completely different. Today's Tang Tian can easily deal with attacks that can raze mountain peaks to the ground and cause tens of kilometers of rifts in the earth. Such attacks may seem massive and terrifying, but in fact they are too scattered.

The path taken by the individual and the corps is completely different, and no matter how strong the warrior is, the energy he can use will never be comparable to that of the formed corps. The pursuit of more concentrated, more compressed, and more efficient attacks is the way of martial artists.

If you put the force that can destroy the mountain peak, compressed to the size of a pinpoint, it can even destroy space.

This is what Tang Tian is pursuing now.

His control over power has reached an unbelievable level, and he can't do it yet, but he can't gather the power that destroys the peaks, but he can't compress them between the control and the square inch.

It's not a too profound truth, but it's a truth that he has experienced and summed up through countless battles along the way.

He didn't expect that Roger was following the same path as him.

The seemingly slow, powerless straight stab contains amazing power.

Tang Tian also did not retreat, but advanced, took a step forward, turned his fist and palmed it like a knife, facing the opponent's stabbing attack, from top to bottom, and slashed out suddenly.

Tang Tian's move immediately attracted everyone's attention. Under Tang Tian's command, almost all of them have learned the Heavenly Demon Heavy Slash, and Ji Ze and them, including Sima Xiao, have all learned it. The Heavenly Demon slashed the first and became a demon, they were too familiar.

However, Tang Tian's sword becoming a demon was different from all the sword becoming demons they had ever seen.

The firm palm, from top to bottom, cut down without any tricks, not only did there not have the slightest sound of wind, but Tang Tian's palm seemed to be a bottomless black hole, with amazing suction, and the light, shadow, and wind were swallowed by it.

Roger's face finally changed dramatically at this time.

He thought that the opponent's strength was good, but he never imagined that the opponent would be so strong.

The long-term victory and invincibility have made the Knights of Light proud and unstoppable. They always believe that they are the most powerful people in the world. Ever since Roger became the Knight of Light, every victory he has won has been a breeze. Few people could even stop his move, but at this time, he finally tasted the bitter fruit of pride and arrogance, and his heart was full of remorse, he didn't even draw his sword!

Facing a strong opponent and underestimating his opponent, Roger understands how deadly it can be.

The moment the two palms collided again, Roger only felt empty, as if he had hit in the air, and there was no energy at all! Before Roger could figure it out, a strange and amazing suction force came from the opponent's palm, and Roger's hair stood on end in an instant, and the energy in his palm almost lost control!

That's impossible!

Roger was horrified.

The battle between masters is always a thin line, and if the energy contained in Roger's palm suddenly detonates just now, the power released will naturally be the strongest. But this strange suction force made Roger stabilize himself, and it was this stability that made Roger not only lose the opportunity, but also suffer slight internal injuries. The sky was full of flames, but it was cut off by an invisible force, unable to advance an inch, and could only fly around Roger.

The attack that was supposed to erupt was forcibly controlled, and Rao is Roger's physique was also injured.

Roger felt awkward, but he was a true elite and had not lost his mind. He knew very well that he had lost his rhythm, the opponent's strength was stronger, and he had made the mistake of underestimating the enemy, and it was normal to lose his rhythm.

But he wasn't going to just be tied up.

Bang!

His right palm suddenly exploded, and countless incandescent flames erupted from the front of the severed arm. The palms of the two were still attached to each other, and Roger's move came without warning, enveloping Tang Tian in an instant.

A hideous look appeared on Roger's face, with the power of the Temple, as long as he did not die on the spot, the Temple could be saved. What does it matter if you cut off your palm? As long as you go back to the temple, there are secret techniques that can make it grow. In the early days of the Knight of Light, self-explosion was the most unheard of way to fight.

Seeing the other party being engulfed by white flames, Roger's gray eyes regained his indifference, and he had already sentenced the other party to death in his heart.

There is nothing to stop the Holy Flame.

Those incandescent flames, which didn't look very hot, had a noble name, Holy Flame. The Holy Flame is the highest level of Light Flame in the Temple, and can only be obtained by the most devout and loyal believers. It is the judgment of light, the most cruel punishment.

The Holy Flame is the source of the Light Knights' strength, and it is also their deadliest weapon.

Call!

The snow-white holy flame, like a dandelion blown by the wind, the snow-white holy flame flies into the sky and gradually dissipates, and the picture is beautiful.

Roger's pupils constricted, and his brain went blank.

Is that......

A figure wrapped tightly in golden light stood in place. The extremely rich golden light was like a substance like gold liquid, flowing slowly along the surface of his body, and the mysterious and complex fine lines spread all over his body. The golden light gradually dimmed, from bright gold to a deep dark gold.

It's like a suit of armor, unbelievable armor.

No way......

No armor can stop the Holy Flame, never!

For the first time, Roger's eyes showed a look of fear. Yes, fear, the scene in front of him completely subverted all his cognitions. If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes, he would never believe that there was anything in this world that could stop Sheng Yan. Even if it is the head of the Sufi regiment, His Royal Highness Charles, if they betray the temple, they will only end up in ashes in front of the holy flame.

He suddenly had a spirit, and without hesitation, he turned and ran.

He suddenly realized the seriousness of this matter, and compared to his own life and death, this news was what really mattered. In any case, he had to bring the news back to the temple. Someone can block the Holy Flame, and there are people in this world who can stop the Holy Flame!

This news is much more important to the temple than any Blue Wind City.

Roger's resolute escape caught everyone off guard. The holy flame in Roger's body, blazing, snow-white light feathers, appeared behind his armor. At this time, he completely ignored the injury, and frantically urged the holy flame in his body, and his speed was as fast as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he flew out for several kilometers, and he felt a little relieved that the other party was not chasing!

Wait, the temple won't let you go!

Roger gritted his teeth, he knew the severity, his own underestimation of the enemy, defeat, and injury, these were insignificant. As long as he can escape back to the temple alive, what awaits him is a great achievement!

The Temple would never allow such heresy to exist!

The temple will surely concentrate all its forces to catch this devil and dig up all his secrets.

The will of light, no one can disobey!

Suddenly, he felt an alarm in his heart, and the air around him suddenly froze.

He seems to have fallen into solidified glue and is struggling, what is this?

Roger's heart was full of fear, and the other party's methods were unheard of and extremely strange. He smelled the breath of death, and he frantically and desperately urged the holy flame in his body, like a beast trapped in a cage, struggling desperately.

Devil, this man is the devil!

The will to survive made Roger burst out with amazing potential, and the holy flame seeped out of his body, and his skin and flesh were burning. Morisen's bones were exposed, and he looked terrifying. The surging Holy Flame could not withstand even the golden armor specially made for the Light Knight, it melted into molten iron, was devoured by the Holy Flame, and became the nutrients of the Holy Flame, strengthening the Holy Flame.

Roger looked like a skeleton covered in flames, and he frantically pounded into the frozen space around him.

Click!

The frozen space around him appeared one after another.

Roger's desperate impact finally achieved its effect.

Bang!

The solidified space shattered in an instant, and the suffocating sense of confinement dissipated invisibly, and Roger was ecstatic. The flesh on his cheeks had been completely burned, and only bones remained, and the smile looked horribly ugly.

He had only one thought in his head, get out of here, get out of here right away!

The surging Holy Flame reached a point where he usually didn't dare to resemble it at all, and his body was full of incomparable strength, he didn't believe that anyone could catch up with him!

He can be more than three times as fast as usual!

Suddenly, the night sky behind him lit up with dazzling light, Roger's body stiffened, and he was locked! He turned his face in horror, and the young man in the distance, his fist was pulled out, and countless rays of light of different colors, like colored lightning, rushed towards the young man's fist.

The sense of danger was so strong that it was as if he had seen the Grim Reaper's cheek pressed against his forehead.

"No!"

He screamed hysterically. The Holy Flame also seemed to sense the danger, and the light skyrocketed, burning Roger's white bones, completely turning into a ball of Holy Flame.

The colorful streamer was like a heavy arrow from the string, piercing the sky and hitting the holy flame.

Disheveled!

The holy flame shattered in an instant, and countless snow feathers flew and dissipated invisibly.

Roger was nowhere to be seen, as if he had never been in this world.