Knight of Judgment, Eternal Knight of Lanlost, Knight of the Guardian of Garahan, Knight of Glory of Bost, Knight of Lamoloch Holy War, Knight of the Spirit of Gajerez, Knight of Gareth Thunder, Knight of the Light of Bediwell, Knight of Wisdom of Parhivari, Garvin

Knights rise into the air, some from the Louvre, some from the Paris Opera. Some are from the Arc de Triomphe, some are from Victory Street.

Twelve knights of the round table, standing in the void, opposite Zhang Yao.

On both sides, neither of them spoke.

Zhang Yao looked at these former guardians of England.

The Knights of the Twelve Round Tables also looked at Zhang Yao himself.

"Every time you add one, your momentum goes up by three points. Twelve of you are together, well, it's not bad! Zhang Yao nodded with satisfaction, the twelve knights of the round table, each of them is a late hero. But when the twelve of them gathered together and integrated their strength, they were really much stronger than before.

"Who are you?" Lanloster, the Knight of Adjudication, is the eldest of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table.

He stood at the front of the crowd, a spear of judgment flashing with a black-red light.

For the Knights of the Twelve Round Table, they don't like watching TV just like wizards who don't like to use technology.

At present, in the whole world, Zhang Yao can be said to be famous. But such a reputation, the Twelve Knights of the Round Table has no way of knowing. I don't even know that Zhang Yao, who is close at hand, is one of their enemies.

Of course, the term enemy is not appropriate.

The Twelve Knights of the Round Table were driven out of England by the wizarding world, and their enemies should be the wizarding world. However, the current Zhang Yao is the ruler of the magic world. He believed that after he identified himself, the knights would not like him.

"I'm from England, and for now, I have no ill will towards you. I just want to see, Joan of Arc. Zhang Yao knew that he was from England, which would cause the hostility of these knights. However, he still did not make up nonsense, and disdained to make up his identity.

The reason why the strong are strong is because they have a direction to stick to.

Unless they are cunning by nature, or they are sophistication.

Otherwise, even if it is the great enemy, they will not change their identity. Because, identity is also their position, and it is the belief of these people. If you can't even stick to your own beliefs, how can you be flawless in your soul.

"Britain!" Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Yao's words, the ruling knight stared at him and asked, "What is your relationship with those wizards in Britain?" ”

"In the next place, take charge of the magic world!" Zhang Yao's smile was still the same, and with one sentence, the atmosphere at the scene quickly turned cold.

"How daring!" Lan Roester, the head of the knights, laughed angrily for a while.

The Knights of the Round Table and the wizards are in opposing camps, not to mention that everyone knows about it, I'm afraid it's about the same. The person in charge of the magic world in front of him actually swaggered and appeared in front of them, isn't it a good courage or something.

"Array!" Lanloster let out a low shout, and the Knights of the Twelve Round Table suddenly formed an array, surrounding Zhang Yao in the middle.

Zhang Yao, who was surrounded in the middle, looked back slightly at both sides, without any panic on his face.

"Are you sure you want to go against me?" Zhang Yao's tone was soft, and he shook his head and said, "I came here just to see Joan of Arc, not to follow you."

Zhang Yao didn't finish a word, and instantly appeared in front of a knight, raised his hand and blasted out with a punch.

Soldiers are not tired of deceit, this is the root of Zhang Yao's belief.

Seeing the movements of these knights, Zhang Yao knew that it was impossible not to fight. Rather than letting these knights do it first, it's better to strike first.

Zhang Yao raised his hand and threw a punch, and the blue energy gathered on his fist, bringing a sharp sonic boom, and slammed into the wise knight Jiawen.

Jiawen didn't expect Zhang Yao to start so simply. It wasn't until the light on his fist whistled out that he hurriedly raised his gun and swept it.

The swept spear brought a burst of silver flashes.

The tip of the spear and the blue fist collided with each other, but Jiawen, who was in a hurry, was immediately broken through the defense.

In the next second, Zhang Yao's unabated punch smashed directly into his chest.

"Boom!" The moment he was hit in the chest, Gavin was blown away.

Along the way, it crashed through two buildings and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Despicable!" Seeing Zhang Yao's successful sneak attack, the remaining Knights of the Round Table showed anger and launched a strong attack on Zhang Yao.

The four knights of Holy War, Thunder, Guardian, and Eternity stabbed their spears at the same time and took Zhang Yao's neck and head.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding" The liquid battle armor on Zhang Yao's body extended two long swords in a short period of time.

Zhang Yao danced with the long sword in his hand, blocked the attacks of the three knights in a row, and finally used two swords to clamp the spear of the Eternal Knight.

The spear was caught by Zhang Yao's double swords, and the Eternal Knight Galahan still looked unhurried.

Garrahan stepped steadily on the void, immediately abandoned the spear in his hand, took two quick steps, and grabbed Zhang Yao's chest.

Garrahan, the Eternal Knight, specializes in fencing, spears, and bare-handed combat.

For Galahan, it didn't matter if he had a spear in his hand or not. The important thing is that Zhang Yao, who is holding his spear, is close enough to Galahan.

"Hehe, my hands have screwed off the heads of countless people." With a sinister smile on his face, Garrahan grabbed it with one hand without hesitation.

Garrahan is tall and strong, with a pair of big hands, more like a fan.

A big hand like a pu fan came through the wind and grabbed Zhang Yao's shoulder at once.

"Die!" Garahan, who had succeeded in the blow, let out a low cry in his mouth. Just as he was about to use his strength to throw Zhang Yao out, a tingling pain came from his arm.

"This" Garrahan looked up in disbelief, only to see Zhang Yao's expression smiling rather than smiling. A long spike protruding from his shoulder had pierced Calahan's right hand.

"Fun!"

Zhang Yao smiled, and the long thorn that pierced Garrahan on his shoulder instantly turned into a hook and hooked Garrahan over.

The liquid battle armor on Zhang Yao's body was already connected to his mind.

A warframe that can change shape at will, strictly speaking, can be seen as a separate entity. On the surface, Zhang Yao is one person, but he and the liquid robot of the battle armor are strictly speaking, two people.

Zhang Yao's main attack, the liquid robot of the battle armor, helps Zhang Yao assist in defense.

Unaware, Garrahan only saw Zhang Yao clamping his spear with two swords.

I didn't see that Zhang Yao's defenseless empty door was actually really invulnerable.

"Rescue!" Seeing Garrahan's miss, several other knights did not dare to be careless.

The five knights, led by the ruling knight, turned their spears and headed towards Zhang Yao. The rest of them used their spears to sweep at the metal hook that Zhang Yao had extended.

Ten spears burst through the air, one by one as fast as lightning.

Zhang Yao raised his hand and made a telekinetic impact, knocking the hooked Garrahan out of the air. Then, blue flames ignited around and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

Within a few seconds, the Wisdom Knight Jiawen and the Eternal Knight Galahan were each defeated by Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao, who reappeared, was already standing outside the encirclement network when he reappeared.

Zhang Yao looked at the many knights who had reformed into a battle formation with a smile. And the metal hook extending from his body, little by little retracted his shoulder, and stood with his hands in front of these people.

"The power you have combined to contain the peak heroes is already the limit. For someone like me, who is good at speed and has the pinnacle of teleportation, it's only a matter of time before I kill you. After Zhang Yao stopped his hand, he did not attack, but threw the spear at Garahan.

Zhang Yao came to France this time, not to help the Dark Council fight the world.

I don't want to let the strength of the French side drop greatly because of my own relationship, and let the Dark Council take advantage of it in vain.

"Stand down, tell Joan of Arc to come out to me, I don't want to kill you." Zhang Yao waved his hand lightly, signaling that it was time for the game to end.

The Knights of the Twelve Round Tables, reorganize their battle formations and form a new defensive circle.

Everyone stared at Zhang Yao with their eyes, and no one took the lead to speak.

"What, do you really want to die?" Seeing that the Knights of the Twelve Round Table did not move, Zhang Yao's voice turned cold, and there was a little killing intent in his eyes.

Zhang Yao's character belongs to the kind that does what he wants.

Although he did not want to spoil the contrast of strength between France and the Dark Council.

But these people, if they really don't know what to say, Zhang Yao will never show mercy.

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