"Are you looking for me?"

A faint voice sounded, without the slightest warmth.

The national teacher Yoharo followed the prestige and smiled fiercely: "You dare to stand up by yourself! Kane." ”

The two Templars looked up, and on the roof in front of them stood a young man in a white shirt, with short snow-colored hair, his hands around him, and his eyes looking at them sharply.

Kane looked calm and said slowly, "I don't want to disturb the village of Serin. ”

"Oh, that's great, ...... Kay," Johalo looked at Kane playfully.

Before Joharo could finish his sentence, Kane suddenly kicked his legs and leaped high, sending a frigid air current in the air.

At the same time, a large stream of cold qi condensed into his hand, and the cold qi condensed into a long sword, crystal clear.

This is the result of his mastery of the cold current these days, and he condenses the ice sculpture by manipulating the cold current, such as the ice sword in his hand.

In the majestic cold snap, Kane's body condensed with thick ice armor.

With both swords, he slashed at Joharo from the air, and Joharo tried to dodge sideways, but found that his mobility had dropped greatly under the cold snap, and it was very difficult to dodge, so he had to use [Flash].

With a flash of white light, Joharo appeared twenty meters away, annoyed and angry: "Look for death!"

With a loud snort, a thick sword of ice cleaved a furrow in the ground, and a ten-meter circle of soil turned into frozen soil under the erosion of the cold snap.

Immediately afterwards, Kane quickly crossed his sword to protect himself, which was the instinct of fighting.

Sure enough, as soon as Kane raised the ice sword to his chest, a Templar Saint Martial Artist swung out an air blade, which roared and hit Kane heavily.

Boom!

The irresistible force bombarded his body, the ice sword broke, the ice armor shattered, and in the piercing sound of bone cracking, Kane was knocked away like a kite with a broken string, and slammed into the house behind him, his internal organs tumbling violently, and his ribs were broken.

A simple blow from a saintly powerhouse caused his life force to plummet from full to 20%, and his combat power was completely lost!

Kane coughed violently, coughing up a mouth full of blood, and without the protection of the ice armor, he would have been cut in half.

He staggered to his feet, even if there was no possibility of defeating the other party, but he would not lie on the ground and let others slaughter!

A boy once told him:

The rout of the heart,

From the moment you put down your sword,

Holding the sword,

Even if you can't be a brave man,

But at least a fighter!

Kane re-condensed the ice sword and ice armor, and looked coldly at everyone in front of him, at this time battle was his only option, even if it didn't make any sense, he struggled to put on a fighting stance.

Another Saint Martial of the Temple was slightly startled and said approvingly, "If you have backbone, leave you a whole corpse." ”

The red-armored samurai rushed calmly with his sword, without using a single bit of spiritual power, it was a simple thrust, but in Kane's eyes, this simple straight stab was terrifying.

The other party's figure became clearer and clearer, and the katana became more and more dazzling in the sunlight......

At this moment of life and death, the appearance of many people flashed through their minds, such as the mentor Liu Zuiyi, the sect leader Berendo, the instructor Zhuo Rad, and the savior Xindi...... And the holy maiden......

At this moment, a familiar face appeared in front of him. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was not an illusion, it was Ye Hui! At the moment when the Templar assassinated Kane, Ye Hui pounced and blocked the front with his body.

The Templars stopped their attack, and the Pope said that he could not kill the villagers of Serin, and he looked back at Johalo.

Joharo glared at Kane with contempt and said, "Kane, are you going to hide behind a woman?"

Kane: "......"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Joharo's eyes: "Then you two are martyred!"

The Templar warrior gripped his katana in embarrassment.

Kane didn't make a sound, reached out and gently pulled away the girl who was blocking him, but Ye Hui stubbornly refused to get out of the way, Kane frowned, and said lightly: "We are just a patient-physician relationship, you don't have to do this." ”

These words pierced her heart like a sharp knife, causing her to lose all her strength in pain.

It turned out that in his eyes, this was her relationship with him......

Kane walked around the sluggish Ye Hui and staggered over to rearrange his fighting posture.

In the field of vision, a blazing red fireball rapidly grew larger, and the scorching aura burned with bursts of light.

By the time he realized that this was Joharlow's long-brewing Fireball Technique, it was too late!

"Bang!" and the fireball slammed into Kane like a meteorite, and he flew in a parabola, losing consciousness.

"Boom!"

The fireball sunken in the ice armor exploded, and the rich fireball bloomed wildly, the ice armor was instantly torn apart, and the chest was scorched black, and even the blood was vaporized by the extremely high temperature.

In the end, he fell powerlessly into the dust and completely lost his vitality......

Johalo didn't bother to look at it, flicked his sleeves and said disdainfully, "Let's go." ”

............