"I don't know if the Lord has given you so much power! A sinner on the left and a sinner on the right, what qualifications do you have to condemn others!

Sinner? Aren't you? If you tell me that you are a paladin, then well, my Emperor Ming will deprive you of your title today! I'm here to see if your Lord will come and save you when you are defeated at my hands and cry out to the Lord! ”

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"Humph! Arrogant sinners! Don't you know that the Holy Sword can also slay dragons? ”

Ciri stood there and didn't prepare to defend, just gently waved the holy sword in his hand at Di Ming, he thought it was enough to clean up the sinner in front of him.

The dazzling sword light slashed towards Di Ming with a sharp aura.

Looking up at the Holy Court group high in the sky, after seeing the sword light from the Holy Sword, their faces showed a look of fanatical worship.

"It's over, no one has been able to take the blow of the Holy Sword yet." Lyle withdrew his gaze and prepared to "please" Bama, who was standing on the top of the tree.

"Nope! That's impossible! ”

A shout made Lyle, who had just taken a step, stop and hurriedly looked into the sky.

Di Ming stood safe and sound in the air, and the silver dragon glaive sword raised in front of him emitted a little silver light. This inconspicuous silver light was so dazzling under the many golden stars.

Ciri frowned, didn't say much nonsense, just kicked with one foot, raised his sword and rushed towards Di Ming.

He felt that there were fewer flaws in melee combat than in long-range attacks, and this sinner should have been a coincidence just now, perhaps he had spent most of his strength to defuse this blow, and now was a good opportunity for his own attack.

"Good time!"

Di Ming shouted, learning from his previous appearance, and gently slashed out.

"Ignorant sinners!"

A sneer appeared on Ciri's face, and he swung his sword at the oncoming sword in a sweep.

"Coax!" rang out.

The accident happened again, and Di Ming's sword was indeed split by the holy sword, but it only moved sideways a little. On the other hand, he was shocked by a huge shock force dozens of meters away, and the qi and blood in his body were also surging, and he was almost about to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"He's not a sinner, he's a demon! It was Lucifer who gave him great power! O Lord! Please give me strength! Let me send this demon back to Hell. ”

Ciri prayed, scribbled his sword in both hands, and rushed towards Diming.

A huge golden sword light rose from the holy sword, and one swelled, enveloping Ciri as well.

At this moment, I saw only the sword and no human figure, and only the holy sword but not Ciri.

Di Ming blinked his eyes and said in wonder, "No!" Isn't the unity of man and sword in the East? When did you learn to go to this holy court? ”

"Emperor Ba's Spiritual Qi! Hum! What is the unity of your human sword and sword! Look at my fairy knife in one! ”

A high dragon roar sounded, and a mighty and domineering silver dragon took the place where Di Ming stood. As soon as the dragon's tail swung, the silver dragon swam towards the golden sword with the sound of breaking the wind.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "When"...

The sound of fierce battles between the two was endless, and this time the person standing on the ground could clearly see every battle between the silver dragon and the holy sword.

The vigorous and powerful dragon claws and the sharp and sacred holy sword were on par, and no one could help anyone for a while, and the two sides once again fought together.

"Not good! Ciri has always been quick to decide, how can he fight so hard today? Was that man from the East really just an ordinary cultivator? ”

A haze rose in Lyle's heart, but he decided to wait and see. After all, Ciri's most powerful mystery has not yet been used.

"Demon, I really underestimated you, you were able to resist the attack of the Holy Sword. Say! What did Lucifer send you up there for? ”

"Healy, you really are an out-and-out, narcissistic, arrogant and conceited psychopath. You don't think of yourself as the Lord you believe in!

The world will turn away from you, and the world will not become what you say it will become. You really should go back and reflect and sober up. ”

"Demon, it's not your turn to decide my business, so let me end it all with my strongest mystery! You don't have to go back to your master.

Annihilation! ”

As Ciri said this, the holy sword let out a soft laugh like a waking child.

The next moment, the huge golden sword shadow disappeared, and the holy sword was suspended above Ciri's head, and began to split continuously. In the end, the dense shadow of the sword covered the entire sky, turning the place from day to night in a matter of moments.

The sound of the swords was dense and continuous, and they shot towards Di Ming at a rapid pace.

From a distance, Di Ming seemed to be pierced by ten thousand arrows, and his soul was destroyed.

"It's interesting, but it's not enough."

Emperor Ming urged the Emperor to overlord the spirit of the underworld and opened the Emperor Shield Enchantment. He poured all the power of the Emperor's Underworld Qi into the Emperor's Shield, and he believed that he would be able to withstand the blow.

As long as he withstands this round of attacks, the next moment will be when Ciri is defeated.

The sound of the sword whistle drowned out the sound of impact, and Di Ming's figure was completely replaced by an impenetrable sword shadow.

The people of the Holy Court clasped their hands together and began to pray to the Lord.

Standing on the top of the tree, Bama was looking worriedly at the magnificent scenery in the sky. Although he has known Di Ming for a short time, he has accepted Di Ming as a friend who is also a teacher and friend in his heart.

"Di Ming, I believe that you will not die, and you will accompany me to rescue my people." Bama clenched his hands and shouted at the heavens in a firm tone.

Little by little, the sun was revealed, and the short night was finally over. Now all that was left was the holy sword on Ciri's head, and the dazzling cluster of light in the distance.

The outcome of this battle depends on the outcome of the disappearance of the ball of light.

Ciri recalled the holy sword back into his hand, and although he had plenty of confidence in his strongest mysteries, it was better for him to be cautious after the previous two encounters.

Standing below, Lyle looked up at the ball of light, and the more he looked at it, the more uneasy it became.

It's been a long time since I've had this feeling, and I remember the last time I showed up, when I was negotiating with the Pope with Lucifer.

"Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Lyle waved his robe and flew high into the air.

He had always been cautious, preferring to believe what he had and what he didn't believe in, even if he was at odds with Ciri, they were also subordinate to the Holy Court. On external issues, there must be consistency.