At the moment when the Holy Light Barrier was activated, a smug smile appeared on St. Anthony's face hidden in the grass hut. Only then did he prop up his slightly stiff body, slowly stood up from the grass futon on the ground, moved his hands and feet slightly, and walked out of the grass hut.

When he stepped out of the hut, the appearance of St. Anthony was revealed, an old man who was extremely old. The black age spots all over his face were densely covered with large patches of his dry and wrinkled skin, and there seemed to be no trace of flesh on his thin cheeks and arms, only the wrinkled skin was loosely attached to it.

But on such a broken and old skin, there is a pair of sharp eyes full of wisdom, and the person who is stared at by St. Anthony's eyes feels like a white rabbit targeted by a goshawk, and the feeling of being completely seen through is terrifying.

"Okay, that old man has been imprisoned by the Holy Light Barrier, now you can rest assured, the news will not be revealed. As soon as St. Anthony came out, no matter how respectful Leslie who saluted him, he flicked his sleeves and said a word in ignorance, and then walked in the direction of Feng Xifan.

Feng Xifan, who was shrouded in the barrier of holy light, did not draw his sword again after his blow was ineffective, but calmly breathed his internal qi, while constantly listening and observing the surrounding environment, trying to find a chance to escape.

It's a pity that he doesn't know anything about the use of magic when he focuses on Chinese martial arts, even if he knows that those shining magic circles are important nodes that constitute this holy light barrier, they are useless at all, and he has no way to take the magic circle nodes outside when he is imprisoned by the holy light barrier.

St. Anthony walked outside the barrier of light and silently looked at Feng Xifan, and when Feng Xifan saw this ascetic who looked like he was about to die, he immediately knew that he was the crown of St. Anthony.

"Alas, you and I are struggling in this world, so why bother?" said St. Anthony, with a heavy sigh at first, as if to persuade thoughtfully.

Feng Xifan didn't make a sound, he just looked at St. Anthony outside the Holy Light Barrier coldly, patiently waiting for the opportunity to get out of trouble.

"Although I admit that the King of Pritz is indeed a man of great skill and ability. At a young age, he was able to do all this today, even if he went through countless elites in the continent, it was difficult to find a person to compare. But ......" Speaking of this, St. Anthony's words paused slightly, and he raised his eyes to see Feng Xifan's reaction, but unfortunately Feng Xifan still looked unmoved.

"But he did not hesitate to make enemies of the Church of Light, and even did not hesitate to support heresy and blaspheme the God of Light, this kind of madness will inevitably be punished by God!" St. Anthony's tone began to become intense, his body was already extremely weak with the passage of time, and just a few words made him gasp slightly.

Feng Xifan in the Holy Light Barrier looked at St. Anthony expressionlessly, although there were no words or movements, the sneer and ridicule that emanated from those triangular eyes were extremely obvious. If it weren't for the penance on the Holy Mountain for many years, and his temperament was no longer as hot as it was back then, St. Anthony would almost be able to help jumping, this old man simply didn't know whether to live or die, obviously under the captivity of his own holy light, but that arrogant attitude was like watching a clown's performance again, it was simply infuriating.

Taking a deep breath, St. Anthony knew that the old man could not have been moved by his own words, and his weak body also made him not have so much energy to spend a long time on his words.

"Leslie, persuade him, and do what you can to bring this lost lamb to the feet of God. If...... If he's still stubborn, kill him!" St. Anthony was silent for a moment, then instructed the Leslie Whitecoat beside him.

"Yes!" said Leslie with a respectful salute, and St. Anthony turned back to his hut.

"Master Feng!" After watching St. Anthony's crown walk away, Leslie continued the task he received: "I don't know what is good about King Pritz, with your skills, no matter which big empire you go to, you will be treated with great courtesy, if you want to pursue a higher level of swordsmanship, you should not stay in this small place of Pritz, so how can you expand your horizons? Although I don't practice martial arts, I also know that only through communication can I learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses and constantly improve myself." ”

Feng Xifan ignored Leslie's nagging, but watched St. Anthony walk away, the thin sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and it quickly swung out after pouring his internal breath with all his strength. After three tearing sounds, a triangular sword mark appeared on the originally soft halo of holy light.

It seemed to sense that the barrier was destroyed, and several surrounding magic circles emitted strong light and a slight trembling sound in unison at the moment when the sword light collided, and a large number of light elements were quickly replenished into the holy light barrier magic circle. The section of the Holy Light Barrier that Feng Xifan had destroyed was quickly repaired and completed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and it was intact in just one or two breaths, and there was no sign that it had been damaged by the sword marks.

Looking at the reaction of the Holy Light Barrier, Feng Xifan's heart sank, although there was no expression on his face, he sighed slightly in his heart: it seems that he is really underestimating the enemy, he can't imagine that he has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades in his life, but he capsized in the gutter of this other world. It doesn't matter if you live or die, it's a pity...... It's a pity that I can't be by Leo's side anymore, and I can't watch Leo get married and have children.

Feng Xifan's sudden attack really shocked Leslie, and the huge triangular sword mark on the holy light barrier also made him extremely frightened. At that moment, he almost thought that Feng Xifan was about to break out, and Leslie was so shocked that he almost turned around and ran away. Fortunately, the Holy Light Barrier quickly recovered with the addition of several other magic circles, which made Leslie's heart frightened, and looking at Feng Xifan in the Holy Light Barrier, he realized the horror of the other party's skills.

If this Holy Light Barrier Array hadn't been personally planted by His Majesty St. Anthony, and there were several Holy Light Arrays to supplement it, I'm afraid that Feng Xifan's skills would really have escaped. This made Leslie feel scared for a while, it seemed that it was impossible to persuade the other party to let go of their hostility, so the only thing to do was to kill him as soon as possible while he was still trapped by the Holy Light Barrier.

Thinking of this, a fierce look flashed in Leslie's eyes. As St. Paul's right-hand man, although he was not born in the Inquisition, Leslie is also a decisive man, and he will never be soft when he should be ruthless.