The light also lit up, and the shadows around him didn't expect that the other party would have such an attack move, because in the pursuit that lasted for many days in the swamp, Morton had always been defense-oriented, and even defense was enough, and it was all by luck that he escaped.

No one expected such an attack, and in an instant, the shadows suffered incredible damage, and they all let out a terrible scream, and disappeared in an instant.

This is the Shaolin Temple's seventy-two stunts of the chaotic cloak cane method!

After Morton performed this move, he could no longer support his body, and suddenly sat on the ground, when Hui Gang taught them martial arts, he knew that their skills and the operation of their strength had been profoundly influenced by the orthodox routines of the Ed Continent, and it would be difficult to change it for a while.

Therefore, the effect of practicing Shaolin martial arts will not be too great, and the rapid progress of Nis, who seems to be a blank piece of paper, proves all this from the opposite aspect.

But Henry and Morton are both people who live on swords, and naturally there will be all kinds of dangers, in order to allow them to have more time or live longer to practice martial arts, the monk still taught them a little bit of the secret methods of the Shaolin Temple, which are similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa of the Demon Sect in the martial arts in the previous life.

It is used to stimulate all the potential of people and instantly improve their combat effectiveness, and the damage to the body will not be light after naturally improving.

The voice in the dense fog was even sharper, obviously he didn't expect that Moulton, who was already extremely tired, would have such a means, seeing that the person who was originally destined to die actually fought back, he was naturally extremely angry and unwilling, and his voice shouted in the thick fog:

"Sinners who believe in the light, you have violated the dignity of the Guardians......"

Moulton, who was already a little unable to raise his head, smiled with difficulty in the direction of the sound in the thick fog, and said jokingly:

"I know you can't step out of this fog, so those words are there to scare me. ”

The sound in the dense fog suddenly stopped, as if it was said by Morton all of a sudden, but then the dense fog close to Moulton suddenly began to deform, turning into a huge human hand, and slowly grabbed towards Moulton who was kneeling there, this is the simplest shaping spell, but for Moulton, who has no strength at all, this is deadly enough, Morton's eyes began to be a little desperate.

The voice began to laugh fiercely, obviously an unfinished act for the warrior, but it was extremely proud of its own completion.

At a distance, several rings in the magic circle began to rotate in different directions, and a beam of light suddenly appeared in the center of the ring, and a figure suddenly flashed in the light.

The sneering stopped, and the big hand formed by the thick fog was instantly cut off by a silver-white light, and the terrible sound immediately sounded in the thick fog, and quickly passed towards the center of the swamp, and everything fell silent.

Morton smiled tiredly, stood up with the iron rod in his hand, and respectfully saluted the man who appeared behind him, and whispered:

"Thank you for your help, honorable Lord Claude. ”

As soon as the expressionless Sword Saint Claude stretched out his hand, there was a small crystal clear bottle in his hand, and the liquid in it shimmered with a little starlight, which was one of the precious things of the Church of Light - healing potions, the Sword Saint's voice was calm, but it was full of concern and said:

"Thank you for your hard work this time. “

Morton's strength was no longer able to speak, so he picked up the healing potion by himself, first praying silently in his heart, the Sword Saint sighed, snatched the potion and unscrewed it to help the young knight on the opposite side drink it.

The effect of the healing potion is very magical, you can see countless starlight slowly emerging on Moulton's body, the starlight appears and disappears, and begins to spread towards the top under his feet, gradually wrapping the whole body, and then everything disappears, Moulton, who was still tired just now, now looks much better.

Moulton, who was in much better spirits, suddenly cried bitterly, it was surprising that he had always been calm to make such a move, but Claude Juggernaut didn't say anything else, just patted Moulton on the shoulder and said:

"Your companions have done what they are supposed to do, giving their lives for the god of light, for this continent, let's go, we can't stay here long. ”

Molton, who couldn't control his emotions, nodded, he knew in his heart that among the dozen or so knights and mages involved in the operation this time, the second son of Claude's Sword Master was also among them, and as soon as he left the destination of the operation, he died under the shadow katana of the guards, and among all of them, he was the only one who survived with the martial arts taught by his teacher Fleet a few years ago.

The two men silently walked in the direction of the circle, and with trembling hands, Morton took out a metal box from his breastplate, the box looked old, there was not much elaborate decoration on it, just a relief of a chain around the box. Handing it to Claude, the Juggernaut took it, and did not speak, his son and a dozen of the most elite church warriors had already lost their lives for this.

The Sword Master pulled out the ring on his left hand, gently crushed it, and suddenly something like yellow sand appeared and wrapped the small metal box, and then quickly turned into the ring again, and the Sword Master carefully took the ring on his hand.

At this time, in the extreme depths of the swamp, there was a sudden high-pitched chirp, and this voice carried infinite anger and infinite hatred.

Claude and Morton both looked tight, and walked quickly towards the magic array that was still flashing, at this time, hearing a strange sound behind him, Moulton's heart moved, turned his head to look, and immediately stood there, the sword saint Claude was in a hurry when he saw this, and shouted angrily:

"Don't look, go away. ”

But the pupils of Morton, who turned his head, became bigger and bigger, and he didn't know what terrifying things he saw, the Sword Master quickly turned around, and before he had time to act, it was like the tide of the night of the storm, and an incomparably fierce wave of energy surged, and all Claude Sword Master could do was to open the shield formed by the condensation of his fighting qi and wrap himself and Morton in it.

Time may have passed for a long time, maybe it was just an instant, the Sword Master withdrew his defense, and looked at the side in a daze, there was nothing vague near the dense fog now, everything including trees and flowers, and the fog that blocked the view in the air, were all swept away by the energy turbulence just now.

But Juggernaut said that it was not these things that he noticed, and in the place that should have been Moulton beside him, there was only a steel staff left, firmly rooted there.

Claude stretched out his hand and pulled out the staff, and suddenly found something in the middle of the staff, and when he looked closer, there was a line of words carved on it, and the words read:

"If I could be reborn in this world, I would definitely repay it. ”

The blood stains on it were a little black, obviously a long time had passed, Claude looked around a little blankly, except for this steel rod, there was no evidence of Moulton's existence, but the information reflected in the blood stains made him puzzled.

The blood stains are shed before the person dies, and the energy in it is attenuated to the extreme, which can be explained, but the type of energy, among the samurai of the church, only one person is like this.

Only Moulton is ......

In the city of Matt in the Ordan Empire, the seat of the Church of Light, the place where the message from the Cathedral of Litan was received, the swordsman Henry was waiting anxiously there, when a small black dot suddenly appeared in the sky, and it landed rapidly, and the priest who had been in charge of receiving it took the falcon and carefully removed the thin tube hanging from the bird's feet.

Henry snatched it up, apologized, and then pulled out the paper scroll in the tube, unfolded it to see the contents, and suddenly his eyes widened, apparently the contents were not what he expected.

But there was no time to groan there, and Henry the swordsman ran down quickly, mounted his horse, and hurried towards Baron Fleet's mansion.

The monk had already told the old Baroness Fleet that he might have to go to the south of the continent in a few days, and although the old baroness were a little reluctant, they also knew in their hearts, or they had long been mentally prepared, that their son could be left alive from the torture table a few years ago, and miraculously had such a great achievement in a few days.

How could he stay at home for a long time, not to mention the fact that Alina was lying silently on the bed some time ago, and he knew that something must have happened.

In the past few days, the entire mansion has been nervously preparing, because this time compared with the previous preparations for hasty or unprepared actions, this time it is very cautious, whether it is money or even weapons, it is in tense preparations, after all, this time it is facing a legendary existence, Hui Gang is there carefully calculating what he needs after going out, and the monk knows that he does not need to use weapons now, and he can fight with the strong men of this world with his bare hands. But the Knights of the Church of Light still asked for a steel staff for a battle mage.

Although Fei'er has no ability to fight, the Winged Lion Furball and the metal golem that always defends Fei'er will play a considerable role.