"If you're lucky, you'll be able to leave a life for the time being. ”

Ning Fan secretly hated in his heart, and then turned his cold gaze to the white-eyed old man.

He was sure that the defensive magic that suddenly appeared just now was from the other party.

"Who are you?"

Hilde's expression was indifferent, not caring at all about the death of the two knight captains.

In the Temple of Light, it is the major clergy who practice magic who really have the right to speak.

As for those Light Paladins, except for the Shining Knights, nothing else can be cannon fodder of varying values.

Otherwise, Hilde would not have sat idly by and watched the two knight captains die.

Of course, Hilde would never admit that the real reason for this was that he simply didn't react.

If it weren't for the two knight captains, who had gained time in the blink of an eye, they would have been able to watch Raphael die.

"Oriental, this is a grudge between us and the Bloodline, and please don't interfere. ”

"Hehe......"

Ning Fan sneered, then tiptoed and rushed towards those knights in armor.

If it weren't for the experience taught by William and others, Ning Fan would definitely capture the thief and capture the king first, and take Hilde first, even if he couldn't kill him, he would have to interfere with him casting spells.

There is a saying circulating in the Western cultivation circles.

Never give a mage time to cast a spell, even if they're just a rookie.

But this sentence does not apply to the current situation.

Under the special attribute of the power of prayer, the Temple of Light can be said to fully prove the truth that there is great power in numbers.

As long as you form a formation, you can concentrate everyone's strength on one person.

Ning Fan would not give the other party a chance to form a formation, so he would start with these knights with weak strength first, and try to reduce the opponent's numerical advantage.

Ning Fan, who was at extreme speed, conjured a faint dotted line in the run.

How could these knights, whose average strength was no more than the peak of the exorcism, be able to stop Ning Fan.

In front of Ning Fan, who was like a tiger descending the mountain, these knights had no chance to block.

In just a few breaths, five clouds of blood mist erupted almost simultaneously.

If it weren't for the fact that these knights' positions were relatively scattered, I was afraid that Ning Fan's battle results would expand several times.

Smelling the thick smell of blood in the air, and noticing the indifference in the eyes of his companions,

When two clouds of blood mist erupted again, Stewart couldn't hold back any longer, and the cross sword swung forward fiercely, unveiling a one-meter-long slash of holy light.

As soon as the half-moonlight blade flew out, Stewart kicked his feet and rushed towards Ning Fan.

One of the Shining Knights yelled dissatisfied, "Stewart, what are you going to do? ”

"Forget it, let him go. ”

Heard shook his head and smiled softly, "He's still young, so it's inevitable to be impulsive. ”

"Yes. ”

The Starlight Knight, who spoke, lowered his head unwillingly, holding the hilt of his sword in his right hand, and the other three companions guarded Hilde's side with a vigilant expression.

On Ning Fan's body, these four Star Knights all sensed an unstoppable momentum.

Although they did not believe that the Oriental had the ability to kill Hilde, they did not dare to take any chances.

In the eyes of the Starry Knight, these ordinary paladins are not as important as a single hair of Hilde.

Sensing the sound of breaking the air behind him, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ning Fan's mouth, "Dragon Snatcher!"

Ning Fan's five fingers were slightly bent into claws, and a huge suction force stretched out from his palm, sucking an unlucky egg over and throwing it behind him.

The Holy Light Slash of the Star Knight's hateful blow cut the knight in two on the spot.

Looking at the blood and internal organs all over the ground, Stewart shouted bitterly, "No!"

He could not accept the fact that his companion had died at his own hands.

"Thought it was only you who attacked from a distance. ”

Looking at the remaining twenty or so people, Ning Fan could only give up the original idea of releasing blood-colored fireworks.

This is a battle of life and death, not a child's play of anger.

Stewart's Holy Light Slash, although it was not a threat in Ning Fan's eyes,

But having him join the battlefield undoubtedly increases the chances of others escaping.

Now every extra person in the Temple of Light means that there is one more point of power.

Taking advantage of Stewart's distraction, Ning Fan quickly slashed through the chaos and cast the three unique flashes of the Divine Dragon.

The Colorful Dragon shuttled through the knights at lightning speed.

In front of the divine dragon, these ordinary knights had no chance of luck.

As long as they were touched by the dragon, the knights exploded and died, exploding into a blood mist in the sky.

"They're all dead!"

Looking at the blood mist that covered the sky, Stewart's expression was sluggish, which he didn't expect at all.

Except for the magician, he really couldn't imagine that a warrior could have such an efficient means of killing.

At this moment, Stewart's face tightened, and he exclaimed urgently, "Divine armor!"

"Holy Light Barrier!"

"Glory of the Light!"

As he sang rapidly, white light flashed in front of Stewart, and the silver armor he was wearing shone with a dazzling silver light.

The difference between the Knights of the Stars and ordinary Knights is that they can use their holy power to perform magical spells unique to the Temple to achieve the effect of magic.

With the blessing of three layers of defensive magic, Stewart at this time is equivalent to a humanoid steel fortress, which is enough to withstand the attacks of light artillery.

Looking at the arrogant and hideous beast, Stewart's eyes were cold, and he clenched the cross sword in his hand.

"Holy Flame Flame!"

The cross sword in Stewart's hand surged a foot thick white light, and the holy power twisted on the sword's body was like a burning flame.

The dragon hissed and rushed towards Stewart.

"Kill!"

Stewart roared and swung his cross sword down as he wanted to avenge the loss of his companions.

The holy power that came out of the body formed a thin line of bright white, like a sword qi cutting through the void, and the huge power attached to it easily split the dragon's head in half, and continued to continue until the dragon's waist was reached.

"Is it over?"

Looking at the dragon with the dragon's head split in half, there was a trace of doubt in Stewart's eyes.

With the terrifying aura of this strange beast, how could it be defeated so easily.

"Naive. ”

A trace of disdain flashed in Ning Fan's eyes.

The Divine Dragon was formed by the illusion of True Qi, and except for neutralizing it with force, it was not injured at all.

The dragon's head was divided into wounds on the left and right, and the surface flashed.

Then the dragon's head, which had been split in half, began to heal and become a whole again.

"How so?"

Stewart's eyes glazed over, he didn't quite understand the power of the East.

I thought that this strange beast was a monster summoned by Ning Fan, a flesh-and-blood demonic beast.

The dragon, which had been reduced in half in size, rushed directly towards Stewart.

The body that was highly condensed by the True Qi was about to destroy Stewart's three-layer divine art.

With a loud bang, Stewart flew high and then fell heavily.

(End of chapter)