Doyle's white robe hunted as his body moved, the black-clothed ink knife bloomed with lotus flowers, and the white-clothed silver sword swallowed sword light, and the two fought for ten minutes.

Su Ming's non-stop attempt to release the qi had an effect, and Doyle's right shoulder was slashed off a piece of flesh, and the injury visibly affected Doyle's attack.

Long Yuan's slash has been declining until now, and the straight knife that is invincible on weekdays is covered with dozens of tiny gaps.

The battle with Doyle made Su Ming realize that even the most crude and simple kendo made sense, the sword was just a tool to kill people, and the difference was the user's method.

Doyle didn't realize any subtle sword styles in his life, he just realized the simple and difficult concentrated release of power through his daily practice.

If Doyle is also given a kind of aura ability, Su Ming is afraid that he will die in a few minutes.

So far, Su Ming has gradually become confident, what Di Ge said about not being affected by emotions is very reasonable, and after the honest Dao'er anger was provoked by Su Ming, there were some imperceptible flaws in the sword style.

"Whew!"

Another winding sword move, Long Yuan stabbed past Doyle's neck in a thrilling way.

Su Ming's left hand suddenly appeared with a hole, and it was a sword facing Dao'er's face.

"Ding!"

The tip of the sword was bounced away by Doyle's sword, but the energy blade took the opportunity to pierce his abdomen, and the blood stained the energy blade to show its shape, and Doyle, who felt the severe pain, hurriedly retreated and jumped away.

"Double Hunt!"

Su Ming's sword was raised horizontally at the same time, and the two sword rays, one bright and one dark, slashed out in an arc and galloped towards Doyle.

The qi was divided up and down, and Doyle's body was injured and his movements were slowed down, and finally while retreating to defend, a bloody mark was cut out of his leg by the sword qi.

Unfortunately, the lateral attack range of the aura can't be too far, as it weakens damage if it crosses the distance line.

Doyle felt the cold pain in his leg, the pain went straight to the bone marrow, and his leg bone was cut open by the sword qi.

The sword qi did not achieve the expected effect, Su Ming was not discouraged, his eyes showed the look of a hunter, and the prey in front of him had already shown injury and fatigue.

In the hard work, the Ultis in the castle is the turtle in the urn.

This Doyle can be called the top master of the Divine Cult, and a few more are afraid that they can cooperate with the secret forces to capture a giant city.

Su Ming deceived himself forward, and Doyer's leg injury was inconvenient, so he used a downward slash attack, put away the hole void, and the ancient sword of Long Yuan's slash screamed.

The mystery of swordsmanship is to concentrate on strength and slash, and with Su Ming's violent slashing, Doyle's leg injury became more and more serious.

With every step he took now, his legs were numb with pain, blood gushing down the wound, and Doyle's boots were sticky.

The force starts from the ground, weakening the muscles of the legs, and Doyle's strength decreases significantly, and if you want to exert the strongest strength in the sword moves, you need to use the muscles from the feet to the arms, shins, knees, waist, wrists, and so on.

Of course, with the exception of some high-level redeemers, there are always some people who are unreasonable.

Su Ming's offensive was unreasonable, and the inscriptions on the sword body were worn by the ancient sword, and some of them lost their coherent effect, but fortunately, the several inscription arrays that added the attack were not damaged.

The ink bright dragon knife coldly slashed out a sword aura, and Su Ming found that if he didn't overcharge, he wouldn't be noticed by Doyle.

That faint aura followed the blade and sank into Doyle's robe, slashing his flesh and flesh apart.

Long Yuan slashed at the top of Doyle's head, and as Su Ming pressed the parrying ancient sword, Doyle's legs hurt so much that his eyes were full of stars.

Taking advantage of his carelessness, the energy blade stabbed into his chest, only a few centimeters away from breaking his heart.

Every time Doyle took a step back, there was a blood mark under his feet, his abdomen was completely stained red, and the battle was so brutal that it was either death or death.

Doyle had to pay attention to Long Yuan, and he had to pay attention to the energy blade, just when Su Ming thought he was winning, Doyle took advantage of the situation to entangle Long Yuan's blade, and used it exactly the same as the winding sword move used by Su Ming.

Long Yuan was almost thrown away by Doyle after friction, this sluggish man is quite talented in swordsmanship, Su Ming only used it a few times and he learned it!

Seeing the familiar gesture of lifting a thousand jun, Su Ming retreated decisively, but he didn't expect Doyle to be also swaying, this honest and stupid man was deceived by Su Ming several times, and the combat experience was learned quickly.

"Double Hunting, Hidden!"

Familiar formula, different routine. After holding it in his hand, two invisible air currents flew away.

Doyle rolled over and jumped in the air, two sword qi just swept up and down him, and he caught a glimpse of Su Ming squatting in front of him, holding the handle of a weapon with both hands.

Taking advantage of Doyle's failure to land, Long Yuan returned to the sheath.

"Ka!"

The slate stepped out of the cobweb-like crack, and Su Ming suddenly came to Doyle.

"Iai!"

The inscription of the black knife flickered, and the sword move as fast as a streamer was blocked by the moment Doyle landed.

The inertia of the charge caused Doyle to slide back several meters, leaving a dark red trail of blood on the ground.

"Awesome!" Su Ming was sincerely admired in his heart, on the surface, he used a dragon abyss horizontal slash, but in fact, there was a prominent energy sharp blade.

If Doyle only blocked Long Yuan, he would be pierced through his body by the energy blade.

But he used an inverted grip on the hilt, and the ancient sword blocked both blades at the same time.

"Two forms of attack that can fly, invisible energy armor, invisible energy blade."

"As long as you dodge that invisible attack, as long as you dodge the ......," Doyle quickly analyzed Su Ming's ability.

The ancient sword bounced away Long Yuan with a bang, and Doyle turned around to accumulate strength, and the sword was picked up and Su Ming's down slash at the same time.

"Boring!"

"Not good!" Doyle noticed that the leg injury had worsened.

The moment he made contact with Su Ming's attack, the forces of the two collided, causing the bone cracks in Doyle's legs to expand.

Su Ming's hand gripping the handle of the knife shook slightly, not only did the tiger's mouth crack, but the muscles and soft tissues of his arm were also damaged.

Su Ming's breakthrough was unsuccessful, and he ushered in a ****-like attack from Doyle, and the sword bumped into each other to make a "clanging sonorous" music.

Ultis watched intently from the castle as the two men fought, but it was dark below, and the old bishop didn't know who had the upper hand.

"Sharpshooter Break!"

Su Ming stopped a slash that was not very heavy, and Long Yuan stared at Doyle's throat and stabbed it.

Doyle's mistake this time was that he shouldn't have resisted, and the ancient sword, which was attacked by both the sword and the tip of the sword and physical energy, was pierced with a gap.

Doyle's carotid artery was sliced open by the knife that pierced it, and blood gushed out.

However, the energy sharp blade pierced into the air, and the speed of the energy sharp blade was slow at this stage, and it could not achieve the attack speed of a sword.

The badly injured Doyle gradually felt the loss of his life force, and the feeling of blood emptying from his body and his mind crumbling became more and more intense.

But so what?

After 10 days of starvation, 100 days of dark and lonely training, and the slaughter and screening of thousands of people, when he finally became a guardian of the Divine Cult, all the beauty and desires in the world almost disappeared from his heart.

His heart only has the fear of God, the pursuit and desire of God.

Death may be the greatest proof of allegiance to God.

Doyle's sword style changed, perhaps because of his faith, and his strength became as heavy as it had been. 120

The moonlight crept into the clouds, and the sky was dark.

There was no turmoil in the dimly lit castle square, only two swordsmen fighting in their own pursuits.

However, the restraint of the body is by no means something that can be broken through by the spirit, and Doyle's body has fought until now, and the blood has been lost somehow.

Su Ming gasped and stood opposite Doyle, his arms trembling uncontrollably, and drops of blood dripped down his fingertips.

"You're strong, swordsman."

"Sharpshooter!" Su Ming replied with action, and at the same time that Doyle's ancient sword flicked away, Su Ming also disappeared from the spot.

"Ten steps and one slash!"

The moment the two touched, the swords didn't seem to touch, and the weapons of both sides were stained with some blood, and they stopped with their backs to each other.

The ancient sword in Doyle's hand was maintained as bright as new, and there were a few beads of blood flowing from the sword body. Although there are some gaps now, you can still see the restrained antiquity and murderous power.

Su Ming covered his chest and turned back, his small half of his lung lobe was cut open by the blade, but his own sword also cut through the small half of Doyle's chest.

This sword directly cut off 30% of Su Ming's blood volume, and if it weren't for the energy barrier, his upper body would have moved.

"Stygian Moon!"

Su Ming turned around and the sword appeared, and the blade of the ancient sword was spread out in Doyle's hand, energy and fireworks splashed, leaving a thin straight line on the sword body.

Looking at Doyle's appearance, it didn't seem that he was seriously injured, if it weren't for the fact that he was covered in blood, Su Ming would have thought that Doyle was endlessly physical.

Su Ming's own injuries were enough to choke, but he didn't believe that Dole was really not affected at all.

Long Yuan slashed diagonally, and Doyle didn't take a step back, even if his leg bone was almost broken.

The blade stabbed abruptly into Doyle's heart, and the ancient sword smoothly pushed it away.

Su Ming slashed again, and after Doyle blocked it, he wrapped around Long Yuan's blade, and cut the red refining armor straight with a sword.

"Is the stage gap really that big? What about the guards? Su Ming had a question in his heart, he avoided the disemboweling sword, and his scalp tightened with fright.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if there are ten more of Nikolai's guards, one by one and Doyle, even if it is a wheel battle, Doyle will win in the end.

Su Ming gradually realized that techniques and attributes were equally important, and with Lv4's swordsmanship mastery, Doyle could hang up ninety percent of the human masters in this world to fight.

Doyle didn't chase after him, but calmly raised his sword and looked at Su Ming, his feet were covered with blood, and the fire of life was about to be extinguished.

Su Ming turned the remaining qi value into energy armor, and if he couldn't solve Doyle, he could only retreat.

In the dim square, Su Ming walked a few steps, and his body disappeared in place like a ghost.

"Ka!"

Long Yuan is like a shock, as fast as a shadow. A slash slashed diagonally at Doyle's neck, and the ancient sword conducted the power of the slash from top to bottom, and Doyle's leg bones made an obvious breaking sound.

"Blasphemer!"

Doyle shouted angrily, and under the extreme operation of the optic nerve, Su Ming saw his sword blade slowly stabbing towards his heart.

The skin seems to feel the coldness of the sword blade in advance, and it can't dodge! This was Su Ming's intuitive idea.

This sword condenses all the faith and strength of Doyle, his blood is almost dry, and success or failure is here!

The straight sword and the ancient sword sank into each other's bodies at the same time, and the blocking of the energy barrier won the limit for Su Ming for 0.1 seconds, or even less.

The cold sword body pierced Su Ming's shoulder socket, and the two of them almost died together.

Pulling out the blade of Doyle's heart, his head fell on Su Ming's body. This sluggish person, who can be called a boss, brought Su Ming a new kendo insight.

A dark blue box fell from Doyle's side, and after the victory and defeat were decided, Su Ming felt unprecedented exhaustion.

The ancient sword was pulled out by Su Ming in pain, and the sword body stained with his own blood was cold.

"Good weapon." The ancient sword was inserted into the ground by Su Ming, and the cell repair liquid and the percentage life potion were taken out and poured at the same time.

"How is that possible...... How can it be! Ultis's eyes were flustered, he knew very well about Doyle's strength, that kind of monster-like swordsmanship was actually defeated today?

After the battle, Su Ming was relieved to activate the burst of life, his strength value was almost to the end, and only some mana was left for backup.

The castle was purchased by the Cult of God in Blue Lagoon City, and is inhabited by serving believers and branch administrators.

In the eyes of a group of people, Su Ming automatically and slowly flew from the ground to the castle without wind.

He flew in through a window, and the believers inside saw the mob covered in blood and retreat consciously.

"Where's Ultis? Don't say I'm going to be killed one by one. Su Ming fell from the window and asked a few believers.

"What are you looking for him?"

"Zheng!"

The believer's head fell to the ground, and Su Ming repeated the question again.

"We didn't see him, but there was a shelter under the castle with a sturdy door. He might have gone there......" replied a female believer, trembling.

"Lead the way."

"I'm just a cleaner! Don't kill me, don't kill me! The female believer immediately collapsed, her mind was already filled with something that might have happened after Su Ming took her to the shelter.

After Su Ming put the knife on her neck, the female believer obediently shut her mouth.

Walk up stairs and through corridors.

No believer dared to come up and attack Su Ming, and when he came to the underground space, there was a thick iron door standing outside a rough brick wall, which was covered with corroded rust stains.

The gloomy basement has limited lighting, and the castle was once a war-ready building, with three or five inches thick iron gates, built entirely for military defense.

In the stunned eyes of the female believer, the iron door and the internal latch part were split open by Long Yuan.

After opening the door, there was a corridor inside, and after destroying the two blocking portals, the breath rhythm sensed that there was a breath of life inside, and Ultis was indeed hiding inside.

In a room of refuge, Ultis was so frightened that he was incontinent when he saw Su Ming breaking down the door.

"Mother Goddess is above! The goddess is above! Please save me! Help me! ”

Ortis retreated into the corner, snot and tears in his eyes.

He desperately tried to retreat, but there was nowhere to run.

"Why? Why? I can give you whatever you want, as long as you let me go! Ultis knelt in front of Su Ming and kowtowed.

"Poof!"

The black light swept by, and his head fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, his panicked expression forever fixed on his face.

The bishop, who had always provided financial assistance to the Grand Prince, ultimately failed to realize his papal ideals.

"You can't give it."

[Hint: Side quests have been completed.] 】

[Task reward: attribute points +5, Void Coins× 5000.] 】