Jeonghyuk split one of the warriors of the bereaved man in front of him, allowing the blood to spill on his head and face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This kind of gore with a warm temperature is his favorite.

Of course, he never told anyone else about this preference, because in the temple, murder was an original sin.

Before, he didn't have much opportunity to experience this feeling, and he probably only had to get through it when some heretics were executed.

Yes, he used to be in the Temple of Dawn, and he was in charge of carrying out capital punishment.

There have been many opportunities for him to leave that position that not many people like, and move up to other places, such as being in charge of interrogation, detective, probing, etc.

But Jeonghyuk refused, everyone thought that his faith was firm, and he could sacrifice everything for the god of light, and he was willing to protect his faith with the sword in his hand.

Only he knows that he can't let go of this addictive hobby.

This attack on the bereaved man gave him a chance to have a good time.

Before, when he was on the periphery, he surrounded and suppressed those remnant tribes, and Jeonghyuk felt that it was already heaven, but now it seems that he prefers this kind of siege warfare.

There's resistance, and the resistance is more intense, so that's interesting.

Raising the long knife in his hand, in the past, Jeonghyuk would never be interested in this kind of bone knife, only the backward barbarians of the widows would be superstitious about bone products when making weapons.

The Temple of Dawn had already popularized metal equipment many years ago.

It's just that this knife is different, this is a magically processed weapon based on a very high-grade undead life bone, and it flashes with a soft green light.

That's the weapons those outsiders bringed!

As one of the few seventh-level warriors, Jeonghyuk knew a lot more than ordinary warriors, although in his heart, like everyone else, he was far less interested in going to a new world than those core layers.

But that didn't stop him from liking this glowing weapon.

He had obtained this knife from a widow, the Patriarch Gao, and he had loved it since then, even throwing away the high-quality weapons that had been with him for years.

It is especially sensual when you use this knife to split people in half.

"Jeonghyuk, quick!"

An old voice reminded on the side that it was the leader of the Sharp Knife Clan, the Nat Palace.

One of the two Bright Sword guards who stand at the gate of the temple all the year round, and one of the most famous masters besides the Holy Father and the Holy Maiden and the Big Three, it is said that he is infinitely close to the eighth level, maybe after this war, he will be able to become a person of the Divine Servant Temple.

The Divine Servant Hall is a place dedicated to those powerful warriors who concentrate on cultivation.

Of course, it may also be where to go after losing the competition for the three army commanders.

Jeonghyuk knew that in this battle, the Divine Servant Hall had already been fully dispatched, and in addition to himself and this Nath, the other two seventh-level masters came from there.

Junghyuk snorted in his throat, obviously not very obedient to Nath's management in his heart, and even he always thought that being a statue at the gate of the temple could make any progress in his strength? Only like him, seeing blood from time to time and tasting the taste of life, can he make his strength to a higher level.

It was at this time that he saw Ye Zhongming.

It's just that in the very beginning, Junghyuk didn't pay attention to it.

Because when Ye Zhongming appeared, all the equipment on his body was taken off, and he only changed into a white-level dress, and he appeared silently, and some of the remnant warriors also formed a battle formation, just like a slightly stronger warrior.

It wasn't until Zhenghenat and the others suddenly found that the familiar breath had disappeared, and they looked at it in shock, only to find that this seemingly ordinary man was pulling out a purple war knife from the body of the companion whose breath had disappeared.

"Who are you!?"

Nat raised his eyebrows, there were not many seventh-level warriors, even in the Dawn Temple.

Ye Zhongming pushed away this seventh-level powerhouse who was successfully attacked by himself, smiled at these people, and retreated into the crowd without saying anything, and the warriors of the remnants immediately covered Ye Zhongming with a sea of people.

"Want to go?!"

Jeonghyuk shouted, and chased after him with a knife, but he was blocked by this group of widows, this group of warriors who were only three or four levels, and the highest was only five levels, in his opinion, they were looking for death, and the white level war knife in his hand turned out a beautiful knife flower, and the blade was erected for some reason, and it was going to be chopped in the next moment.

But the alarm suddenly rose in his heart, he turned his head sharply, and he felt a hot current whistling by, and he immediately remembered a muffled snort behind him.

Jeonghyuk is familiar with this kind of sound, which is only made when people die.

What is it?!

He had just caught only a silver light.

At this moment, a second ray of light appeared from the crowd, and it was shot from under the raised arm of a widower, and the target was none other than Nat whom he did not think very much.

"Be careful!"

Junghyuk knew that the shouting would definitely be later than the attack, but at this time, he didn't care so much, and he really felt threatened in this kind of attack.

He had already recognized that this was the kind of firearm brought by outsiders, but it was so powerful, it was the first time he had seen it.

The attendant of the temple of Nat also dodged, but his luck was not good, and the thing called the bullet grazed his arm, and the bright armor there was broken, and blood oozed from it.

The third shot arrived, and this time the target was not the remaining three seventh-level masters, but a sixth-level warrior, who was unfortunate enough to be hit in the forehead and died directly.

"Coward, come out and compete face-to-face!"

In just a few seconds, the Sharp Knife Squad has lost two masters of level seven, one level six, and one level five, you must know that the level five warriors who can enter the level of the sword team all have special abilities, and their role is no less than that of level six warriors.

This loss was too great, and it made a chill rise in the hearts of all the people in the Sharp Knife Squad.

They went even more frantically to kill the remnant warriors who stood in their way, trying to rush in front of the vicious and sinister outsider and prevent him from continuing to fire this near-death weapon.

"It's war."

A voice came lightly, making Jeonghyuk, who had said the words face to face before, extremely depressed.

Yes, if it is said that they want to face to face, they have not done it in the Dawning Temple, they have not sent their masters into the royal city, and they have come to the city to slash and kill these remnants whose strength is obviously weaker than theirs!

The gunfire continued, and the members of the Sharp Knives could now distinguish the sound in the noisy battlefield, but the bullet was too fast, and although they were prepared, every shot almost represented the death of a companion.

Naturally, they didn't understand how terrible the combination of a green-level sniper rifle and a silver bullet was with the gun skills of folding the upper chamber space.

Except for the three people at level seven, the rest of the people couldn't react when these bullets arrived, it was too fast!

At this time, Jeonghyuk made an unexpected move.