The epee flies smoothly, sluggishly but inescapably. The majestic and majestic spiritual power slapped on his face like a wave, and Zhan Tao thought to himself, is it really possible for such a woman to be defeated? He suddenly realized that even if the spiritual power in his body was by no means small, in a battle of this level, it was still a hard wound that could not be put on the table. On the other hand, on the Holy Queen's side, because she has thousands of divine weapons, all of which have weapons and souls, and can move freely, it is almost equivalent to her having unlimited spiritual power.

In the spiritual veins that were almost cut off, a small stream suddenly appeared, and this water source came out of nowhere, flowing all the way down the spiritual veins into the sea of knowledge, moistening the dry reef, so that the water became stronger and stronger. It was the Pope who made a move, Zhan Tao was not stingy, and when the spiritual power was filled, he slashed with a heavy sword.

Zhan Tao failed to learn Kuang Ji's sword intent, which is a big pity, but fortunately, Kuang Ji gave him a sword intent before his death, which was the last sword he left to the world, and at this moment, this sword intent is in Zhan Tao's eyebrows. When Zhan Tao swung the sword, many sets of sword moves flashed in his mind, but he didn't have a sword in his hand, not even a bamboo, so he thought of the sword intent in his eyebrows. Kuang Ji's sword intent was sensed, and he left his body under his guidance, and when the sword intent and sword moves fused, the broken puzzle pieces were finally completed.

The bold idea prompted a magical scene, Zhantao's knife was carried on the heavy sword, and he was shocked, feeling that all his internal organs were displaced, and he couldn't help but feel sweet in his throat. The sword intent burst out, driven by Zhantao's divine sense, a sword [Guiyuan] stabbed after the pilgrimage, this is a decent sword, not as fierce as [Liaoyuan], not as smart as [Plum Blossom Three Alleys]. So, this is a very cost-effective sword.

Probably the Holy Queen felt that such a mediocre sword did not pose any threat to her, so she only recalled [Firewood]. Suddenly she was surprised to find that she had lost contact with the divine soldiers, including the heavy sword, and she could no longer even mobilize the spiritual power in her body. The Holy Queen looked at the Pope and saw that there was a smile on the old man's face, and then she understood.

When did it start? The Holy Queen recalled that the Pope had sprinkled three leaves in the sword of the [Liaoyuan], and the three dragons were scattered at the touch of a button, where did they go? The Holy Queen lowered her head and found that there were a few more dragon patterns on her collarbone, and sure enough, the old man of Zuoqiu had this idea from the beginning. Well, it's not bad, so you won today.

[Guiyuan] On the way, there is no forewarning change, which is probably the biggest benefit of the fusion of sword intent and sword moves, unlike people, the transformation driven by sword intent is uninterrupted. In the eyes of the Holy Queen, the sword that attacked her flickered and changed dozens of times in mid-air, the light and shadow were intertwined and dazzling, all the disguises and illusions were revealed, and the real sword poked its head out, or a sword that burned the plain.

There was not much pain, the holy queen bowed her head, and saw that her left chest was pierced, and the blood flowing out was instantly dried by the flames, and she fell backwards with a faint smile on her face. The Holy Queen is dead, and the [Aoba Domain] is still in the wing, but the situation is very different.

"Little Peach?" Zhan Tao narrowed his eyes and called out in disbelief.

The outer door was pushed open, and Runjun walked in, his black sword dragging blood lines on the ground, and there were many bloody corpses lying outside. He didn't look at Zhantao, he walked straight to Xiao Tao who fell on the table, he stroked Xiao Tao's pale cheek, and muttered a few words, not knowing what he was talking about, or if it wasn't something meaningful. In the end, Runjun's gaze fell on the sword wound on Xiao Tao's left chest, and he looked back with a heavy face, first looking at the Pope, and then understanding, his eyes fixed on Zhan Tao.

Two identical faces looked at each other in the air, two souls belonging to different worlds, and at this juncture, they formed an enmity that they did not share. Zhan Tao suddenly felt so tired, how could this be? He didn't want to explain, and he didn't bother to explain, looking at the current state of Runjun, he didn't have the heart to listen to his explanation. The Pope wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Runjun stabbed him with a sword.

His goal was Zhantao, and the sword came very decisively, obviously with murderous intent.

Zhan Tao took a small step back, and the sword intent in his eyebrows moved, turning into a show girl sword and stabbing over. Zhan Tao has no ill will towards Runjun, not to mention that he also saved himself, it is just a misunderstanding at the moment, Zhan Tao does not want to intensify the contradiction. The Xiunu sword is soft and dense, and it is an excellent sword move to defend by overcoming rigidity with softness.

A look of surprise flashed in Runjun's eyes, he guessed something, and he was more sure of his previous thoughts. The dark aura carried by the Dark Hill Sword made Zhan Tao extremely uncomfortable, he couldn't understand, how could Runjun use such a sword?

"Let's go!" Zhan Tao deliberately avoided the battle, and so did the Pope, he pressed Zhan Tao's shoulder and took Zhan Tao away before Runjun's next sword came.

Zhan Tao was so confused that the moment he returned to the Holy Light Temple, he asked, "What the hell is going on? Is the Holy Queen dead?"

"I'm afraid not. The Pope shook his head, his face full of regret.

"Didn't Prince Runjun go to the Western Realm, how could he come back?"

"Maybe the Holy Queen called him back." ”

"I saw the sword wound on Xiao Tao's chest, could it be ...... Did I really kill her?"

The Pope thought for a moment and nodded, "Maybe." ”

This is a painful answer, neither affirmative nor negative.

Under the main hall, there was no more noisy discussion, the battle took place in the [Aoba Domain], for the outside world, it was only a very short time, in the eyes of many bishops, it seemed as simple as going back and forth, and what happened in it, they didn't know. However, it is not completely unaware, at least from the words of the Pope and Zhantao, there is a message that they have failed.

So they will be discouraged, although they have not done anything, not even the opportunity to be spectators.

"Your actions will surely attract the Holy Queen's crusade and sanctions. The cardinal stepped forward, angry. Anyone can feel his resentment, and it is by no means an act of the state religion to live in peace, but they are not happy to gamble with their lives.

"It's time for us to be prepared. "Once something has happened, it cannot be reversed, and the white cardinal's proposal is how to deal with it before the national guard is killed.

Zhan Tao couldn't listen to their arguments anymore, his mind was a mess, and some pictures flashed from time to time. For example, the little peach who was lying on the side of the table and had no life, such as Runjun who was bursting with hatred, and then like the Wenren Weisheng who was pierced by her left chest and showed a satisfied smile when she fell.

It was a huge trap, and he was like a trapped beast that strayed into it, unable to move after being restrained, and could only let the sharp iron teeth get stuck in the flesh, and gradually bruises all over his body.

In another place, the Holy Queen sent a gift to Runjun.

Xiao Tao died, so she gave him an identical woman.