The sword rain erupted from one point, spreading out like magic fireworks in the night sky, shooting out in all directions with an extremely fierce roar, and the dazzling sword light looked brighter than the fireworks at night even during the day!

The three cardinals all took a few steps back, and all the seven Templars except Gutsian stepped forward, drew their long swords and prepared to fight, but they were stunned to find that only the dazzling sword light was left in front of them, and the enemy disappeared.

At the level of the Templars, many can track and lock on to their opponents based on the aura emanating from their bodies, including the sound of breathing and heartbeat. However, the sword master Aland completely obscured these breaths and sounds with his dazzling sword light and roaring sword qi.

The body disappeared into the sword rain, and the breath was completely integrated into the sword qi, and the people of Aland were nowhere to be found, but they were everywhere.

Faced with this scene, a strange feeling arose in everyone's hearts. If there is one word in the world that can describe this feeling, it is: man and sword are one!

"Be careful!"

All the Templars raised their fighting energy to the extreme, and at the same time, the blessings of the three cardinals began to sound, and red, yellow, and white lights shrouded their bodies one after another.

Fearless, powerful, agile!

"Kill!"

With the blessing of the Blessing Technique, the Templars suddenly became arrogant, completely forgetting their fears, and the golden fighting qi on their bodies erupted like a volcano, dyeing the sword qi in the entire hall with golden light, and the six Templars shouted loudly, turning into six violent whirlwinds and rushing towards the field, only Gutsian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he remained in place.

The six whirlwinds combined to block almost every direction of the main hall, and no matter how mysterious the human body in the encirclement was, there would be nowhere to hide.

But before the six Templars could rush into the center, there was a sudden loud noise!

The sword light in the sky suddenly accelerated, instantly enveloping the entire audience, and the roaring sword qi rose flatly, and seemed to be surging from all directions, and every Templar had the illusion that Aland's sword was attacking him with all his might. But only one person's feelings are real.

Motley suddenly felt his forward form slow down, and it felt extremely strange, as if the air in it suddenly became viscous, and it seemed as if time had stopped running at this moment. Just when he was a little confused, the strange feeling suddenly disappeared again, everything returned to normal, and then he saw the figure in front of him flash, and thousands of sword qi rushed towards him.

In front of the unrivaled sword qi, Motley felt like a flat boat in the stormy seas, completely unable to help himself. He was the latest of the six Templars to be promoted to the rank of Great Swordsman, and he was also the weakest in relative strength, and it only took one glance for Aland to see through the depth of the strength of the six people, and chose his weakest link to break through first, and this eyesight alone made him feel powerless.

"Phew!"

The Templars were not general, and Mottley bit the tip of his tongue, the sharp pain dispelled the fear in his heart, and with a shake of his arms, an unpretentious sword slashed out at Aland, and the pent-up fighting spirit turned into a terrifying rainbow.

"Dang!"

The long swords of the two collided more than twenty times in an instant, and because the speed was too fast, it sounded as if it was only a brief sound.

"Whew!"

Motley let out a muffled snort, and Aland's sword struck harder than the other, almost healing the mountain by the end.

"Boom!"

The stone bricks on the ground shattered, and Motley had to retreat again and again before he could barely remove the power transmitted from his sword.

"Let it go!"

The other five Templars finally arrived, and attacked Aland in almost no particular order, five rays of fighting energy that were brighter than lightning shot into Aland's back. If Aland didn't let Mottley go, his body would have been pierced even if it was made of steel.

A sly sneer flashed across Alain's face, and his figure disappeared in place with a wrong step, and the next second he appeared on the right back side of Motley.

"Bang!"

Alaand raised his arm and lightly elbowed Motley's vest.

"Click!"

The Radiant Armor was severely deformed under the elbow blow, the gems embedded in it shattered, and Motley's body flew uncontrollably under the heavy blows in response to the fierce greatsword of the five companions who came to help. Although the five companions immediately stopped, they were still half a step late.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Mottley became the first person to be injured after the two sides fought, and this injury still came from the fighting spirit that his companions had too late to recover. Fortunately, the white healing light on his body immediately lit up, the blood was stopped, and the injury was relieved.

Alander, who had successfully escaped from the encirclement of his opponent and seriously injured one person, did not stop, and as he rushed forward, his long sword unfolded again, and the rain of swords that had disappeared reappeared and shot forward in a fan-shape, but this time the target was no longer the swordsman, but the three cardinals who were stepping up their spells to treat the injured Motley ten paces away.

Although the three bishops have also practiced swordsmanship and fighting spirit to a greater or lesser extent, their realm is far from that of the Templars, and if they really want to fight, I am afraid that the three of them will not be the best of Alander.

"Stop!"

Gutsien, who had been cold-eyed, finally made a move, and his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and there was an incomparable light in them. However, his first sword did not slash at his opponent Aland, but slashed into the clearing between Aland and the three cardinals. The place where the sword blade passed was dusty and rubble splattered, and suddenly there was an extra chasm on the ground, and the golden fighting qi was like an iron wall cutting off the sword qi that shot at the three cardinals.

The rain of swords dissipated, but the sword aura continued unabated, and Aland reappeared.

"Your Excellency did not disappoint me. ”

Gutsian took a step, and when his toes landed, he had already appeared in front of Aland to the left, and with a clumsy swing of his sword, he accurately hit the real body in the midst of thousands of sword shadows.

"Good time!"

Without waiting for the fighting spirit on Gutesian's sword to explode, Aland quickly retreated, and the long sword disengaged from his opponent, but in the next second, his figure moved back like lightning, and at the same time, a rain of swords burst out in his hand to envelop Gutsian.

"Snort!"

Gutsi'an, who was wielding his sword with all his might, felt that he was surrounded by countless tiny cyclones, each of which contained an incomparable sword aura.

"Broken!"

A crystal clear golden fighting qi extended from the tip of the sword, and the flame-shaped sword body skyrocketed, turning into a radiant lightsaber that swung out a dazzling circle of light along Gutesian's waist, and all the cyclones in the direction of the aperture dissipated.

Alander's figure retreated, and his figure appeared six steps away, the long sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, and the sword body made of stainless steel trembled slightly, making a clear sound, which was as beautiful as a song. So far, he has been one against ten, although he is inferior in strength, but he has done his best, still firmly grasped the initiative on the field, and successfully attracted all the attention of his opponents to himself.

On the other side of the battlefield, Emperor Vettels and Crown Prince Lawrence had quietly moved towards the northwest of the main hall under the protection of several guards.