Chapter 113: Knuckle

"...... me?" Tarrant hesitated, the sword was a sign of Blenger's becoming a dragon-patterned paladin, and it contained the power to strengthen faith, while Tarrant's belief was revenge, and he could not control the "dragon emblem". (Just look at it) (

"Take it," Blenge leaned against the wall, his lips white, his sword hand trembling slightly.

"Maxine didn't approve of me......" Tarrant looked at his snowy day.

"This is not a temple!" Haon shouted as he pierced the heart of an attacker.

Tarrant's hand slowly stretched out towards the dragon emblem, the blood alliance made his whole body feel a tingling, both teams underestimated the threat of the Dark Hall Paladin, there was no time to hesitate, he put Xue Ri next to Blenge and took the dragon emblem at the same time, "Haon, Bleng please give it to you!"

"Death is a covenant!" Horn kicked down a Darkhall paladin with all his might, "Light of Landon!" Divine grace flew out of his palm, giving healing to the fallen Gukkad.

Tarrant clenched the hilt of his sword, his fingers pressed against the sword grid, the weight was right, the blade was steady, it was a familiar feel for him, it was good!

Ayelet over there quickly lowered his head to dodge, the night light cut a long and deep trail from left to right above his head, Tarrant couldn't hear the wail of the wall, he saw the drunkard in the room standing at the window, staring at something with wide eyes, Tarrant couldn't hear it, he focused all his senses on the target, and the dragon emblem attacked. 【】

Drapenny took a sharp step back, the surprise attack gave Nightlight no chance to fight back, she completely ignored the stranger, and at this moment she stopped attacking and carefully observed Tarrant. "Another paladin, a psionic investigator?" she scoffed.

Tarrant continued his attack without expression, and the dragon emblem slashed at the opponent's shoulder, which Cho Penny blocked with his sword. Tarrant anticipated this step and his left hand was already aimed at Cho Penny's waist at the same time, which Tarrant usually doesn't choose to use in the face and chest when the opponent is a woman.

The heightened perception gave the punch a windy speed, and Tarrant believed he could fight her off, but the truth was that Trumpney's palm caught the punch, and the five fingers instantly clenched so that Tarrant couldn't pull his fist back, and his power was disintegrated and conquered. This is almost impossible! Tarrant's strength has exceeded his usual limit, and Cho Penny's strength is still much higher than his own! He can't estimate the realm that Cho Penny has reached, the level of a giant.

Ayelet charged from the left to help defuse the stalemate, and the greatsword tried to slice through Chopenny. Cho Penny jumped up with ease, kicked Tarrant away with one foot, and the evening light stabbed the cavalry captain's waist, and it was almost too late to blink an eye from defense to attack, like a rehearsed play. With her ability, she can completely treat everyone present as a puppet.

There was a moment when Tarrant wanted to try his swordsmanship with Biantris, to prove his ability, and at the noon double sword show in Tinvort Mountain. [Just look at it~] Quickly and accurately divide the dark elf soldiers, that's an art. Utterly convinced of Tarrant, now. The art befell him, the evening light appeared in every direction around him, and it was faster than a firefly in the night, and Tarrant believed that only Biantris could compete with Chopenny.

Ayelet was locked in the wrist joints like a puppet and couldn't move, and Cho Penny raised her foot to pull an exaggerated straight line with extreme flexibility, and the metal boot kicked hard into the cavalry captain's jaw, and the helmet flew out, blood spurted from Ayelet's mouth, and Cho Penny kicked again.

This force can kick a person's head off, Tarrant swings his sword rapidly, he loses his sense of direction, and his subconscious experience tells him that no attack can pose a threat to Trumpney, he only hopes to save Ayelet, but Trumpney grabs the puppet's wrist and blocks the attack with the body of her prey, she smiles behind him and slowly raises her sword.

Tarrant appeared momentary numbness, his mind was blank, he watched as Ayelet was hit in the neck by the hilt of the sword, his body collapsed to the ground, a dark paladin slammed from behind, his fist smashed into Tarrant's left eye socket, red liquid poured into his vision, smearing a wisp of strange color for the dawn, Tarrant instinctively counterattacked, brute force dragged the body to the ground, the dragon emblem stabbed into the throat in the crack of his armor, death did not restrain Tarrant, his hands slashed again under the domination of some kind of thought, savagely separating the head from the body.

When Tarrant looked up again, Cho Penny was clapping her hands, approving, admiring, and her mouth was constantly talking, and Tarrant wiped the clutter from his eyes, and he had to stand up.

"I see the killing in your eyes", Cho Penny stepped forward, the evening light waved lightly twice, "You're not a dragon-patterned paladin, more like a ...... An angry Inquisitor, a Psionic Investigator...... So your judgment is a psychic monster, a creature that must have cast a huge shadow on your life, hehehe. ”

Tarrant didn't answer, and he raised his sword again.

Cho Penny placed the evening light on her chest, as if to show her pride.

"Come on", Tarrant calmly challenged.

Nightlight stabbed quickly, Tarrant stared at the tip of the sword, until it was an inch away from him before swinging his sword to block it, he immediately adjusted his body balance to prepare for the next time, only close blocking could defend against Nightlight, he completely gave up the idea of attacking, the reckless attack just now made Ayelet hit hard, he needed to calm down, just like the grayfish warrior did in the black boxing match in the docklands, consume the opponent's body, and wait for his teammates to support.

"It's all in vain," said Pruni Cho.

Stepping forward, the body rushes forward, this posture can only send out a straight stab, Tarrant's mind enters a state of complete calm, he predicts the sword path, the dragon emblem blocks again, he suddenly comprehends the inertia of Cho Penny's sword, straight stab, horizontal slash, Blenge was stabbed in the thigh by a straight stab, Ayelet was almost cut off his head, Cho Penny tends to be effective and fast posture, similar to a fatal blow with the thorn, but compared to the sword master, this attack method seems monotonous and simple, and Tarrant has a more definite defense strategy.

Zhuo Penny's body leaned slightly, Tarrant immediately lowered his head, and the evening light waved horizontally, that's right! Zhuo Penny's body had already told the opponent how to defend, Tarrant took a step back, and he could fight back when he slashed him next time!

A brute force slammed into Tarrant's back, "Kill him!" shouted the Darkhall Paladin from behind.

"Game over", Cho Penny stabbed.

The most important thing when the joint is locked is not to counteract but to flexibly use the strength of his legs to break free, Tarrant fell back with all his strength, the evening light pierced into his left arm, and the Blood Alliance reduced the pain to the maximum, which would not affect the battle, Tarrant slammed the sneak attacker in the back of the head, and took advantage of the gap between the opponent's release The dragon emblem turned around and pierced from Tarrant's armpit to the ground.

“...... The Light Reigns at Dawn" Evie chanted loudly behind her, the twilight sky of dawn plunged into an expanding vortex of darkness, and a point of light lit up like a light in the darkness, "Dedicated to Athor's Heavy Blow!"

The point of light quickly expanded and turned into a meteor-like ball of light falling from the darkness towards a Dark Hall Paladin, the Dark Hall Paladin raised his sword, the ball of light smashed on him and flashed a dazzling light, and the vision gradually calmed down, and the person had fallen to the ground, and the giant sword was broken into three.

"Look!" shouted another Darkhall paladin in horror as he pointed to the sky, his pupils reflecting countless light sources as they got closer and closer...... (To be continued......)

[Registered members can get a private bookshelf, which is more convenient to read!Permanent address:]