The five men in front kept approaching, and the old man in the back gently shook the strange staff in his hand, muttering strange incantations in his mouth, and his low tone sounded like a dying man moaning. There was a strange light on the staff, and the old man raised the staff and pointed at the female knight, and let out a loud shout.

No one saw any magic shoot from the staff, but the female knight's body shook, and two streaks of crimson blood rolled down her nostrils.

"The blasphemer dares to use soul magic on the believers of God. The female knight suddenly shouted, a pair of phoenix eyes burst out, stretched out her hand to wipe the blood on her mouth, and the blood in her nose stopped immediately. Although her snow-white face looked a little embarrassed because of the bloodstains, the old man didn't seem to have any effect at all except to make her embarrassed. And the female knight turned her head to look at the old man, and the murderous aura between her eyebrows was extremely fierce. She stretched out her hand to the old man, and the majesty and anger in her tone were like a man scolding a mouse that had just bitten him. "I judge you in the name of the Lord. ”

A dazzling white light shot out from the palm of the Templar's hand, directly past the people in front of him and shone directly on the old man's body. The old man was stunned because the other party was still alive after receiving a blow from himself, and he was caught off guard by the white light, and immediately let out a scream like a killing chicken, and his whole body smoked and fell to the ground.

"Light archery?" The five people in front of them were stunned, they couldn't imagine that this female knight could actually instantly emit such a high-level white magic. Originally, this was only magic to deal with undead creatures, but it can also have such a lethal effect on humans, at least at the magic level of a high-ranking priest.

But they were stunned, and their thoughts only stopped for a short time because of surprise, but their bodies did not stop at all, and almost as soon as the female knight used her magic, three people took advantage of this gap in magic to pounce on her.

This is the knee-jerk reaction of these people who have been immersed in life-and-death battles, and an opponent who has just cast a magic spell is an excellent target for attack.

The woman wrapped in a black robe threw away her robe. Her face was still covered in black veil, and a black bodysuit clinged to her slender and plump body, exuding strength and seduction everywhere, like a black she-leopard. She held a dark blue dagger in both hands, and at a glance she knew it was impregnated with poison. A thin and small man dragged a two-handed giant sword that was taller and thicker than his body, and could kill people even if he couldn't kill people, and crush people if he couldn't kill people. The other man held a pair of fist swords in both hands. The three of them rushed towards the female knight in three different directions, bumped into it, and pounced.

The sound of the two-handed giant sword, which was more than one person tall and one person thick, directly covered up all the sounds in the basement, and the dancing sword shadows were even more overwhelming. The thin man used the power of almost every muscle in his body in order to wield such a huge weapon, and he himself seemed to have become an appendage of this giant sword, and as the sword swung, his person jumped and swung even more violently.

But even more deadly were the masked woman's two short swords, her figure like a fish hidden in a great wave. Silently slid towards the female knight's neck in the waves of the two-handed greatsword.

The man with the sword was the latest, but he was also the fastest. The frontal attack space had been occupied by the huge two-handed sword, he first jumped to the top of the basement, and then turned around and pounced on the female knight's head like a curved arrow from the string, his whole person seemed to be a needle magnified countless times sharper countless times, and the indomitable scream on the two fists and swords even overshadowed the roar of the two-handed giant sword.

Ruthless, vicious, spicy, all the elements that can kill people are in the attack of these three people. Although it was the first time for these three people to join forces, they almost subconsciously adopted the most reasonable and efficient way to cooperate. With this subconscious choice and attack alone, he is definitely a first-class master.

In the waves of murderous weapons that could smash people, the white light on the female knight's body shone like the sun.

Her movements were unusually simple. She jumped upward, just in time to dodge the sweeping greatsword. The two short swords that the woman in black had originally aimed at the female knight's neck only stabbed into the all-steel armor. Two sparks slid through the armor, and before the woman could withdraw her sword, the female knight swung a punch under her chest. The female knight's arms didn't look too thick, but the punch knocked the woman in black, who was about her size, backwards and flew back. Everyone could clearly hear a few cracking ribs.

At the same time as she swung her fist in her left hand, the sword in her right hand turned into a curtain of light to meet the man who flew down in the air.

The man who stabbed in the air seemed to be the most ruthless and desperate, so he took such a desperate attack with no way out. But only he judged the most accurately, and the defense he took was the most effective. Almost as soon as the Templar swung his sword, he judged that his fist could split him in two before it could reach his opponent. The fist sword that was originally indomitable as if a strong man was gone forever was immediately retracted and framed in front of him, just enough to hold the lightning-fast sword.

It's a pity that this sword is not only as fast as lightning, but also as powerful as thunder. The two crossed fists and swords were erected, but they could not be held when they walked. The long sword that flashed with white light continued to move forward and continue its trajectory with two fist swords alive. Finally, the man used the strength of the milk to resist and did not let the blade break through the limit of his arm strength, and only walked his body from the volley to the swoop, and was cut upside down by the sword and flew back. And the tip of the sword eventually slashed his face, pulling from his forehead to his eyebrows to his chin.

Just as they were repelling the two men, the two-handed greatsword that flashed below rolled back with a roar. The female knight stretched out her foot and stepped on the top of the sword peak.

It is very difficult to make such a sword weighing hundreds of pounds, and it seems that there is no need to sharpen it at all, let alone swing it too fast, so the female knight's steel combat boots stepped on the sword peak steadily, and bounced towards the wall with the force of the swing, and then she rebounded on the wall, and stabbed the thin man with a sword, and the white light on the sword took another step.

The two-handed greatsword had been emptied, and it was impossible for such a bulky weapon to be pulled back for defense at once. But the thin man was originally wielding and swinging with this giant weapon, and the strange tacit understanding and rhythm between man and sword were manifested at this time, and the giant sword and its master swung slightly to each other, and the man was completely close to the sword body that was as wide as the door panel.

There was a muffled "poof". The female knight's long sword stabbed into the sword of the two-handed giant sword, and the giant sword trembled slightly. Being able to stab such a big guy with a weight of only about one hundredth of a pound shows that the strength of his wrist is almost comparable to that of a strong man like Xilika.

The giant sword only moved, but the thin man who was next to the giant sword suddenly tilted his head, staggered back a few steps, and finally walked unsteadily, dragging the sword to the ground. A mouth, spitting out a mouthful of saliva covered with blood and a few teeth. Struggling to stand up, but it was obvious that he was so dizzy that he couldn't tell the difference between east and west.

There was a dent nearly an inch deep where the long sword stabbed on the giant sword, and the thin man's head just now was clinging to the other side of the dent. Fortunately, the sword was thick and heavy enough, or the thin man's head would have burst open.

The woman in black barely stood up, the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth soaking the black veil against her face. The man who wielded the sword seemed to be the least injured, at least he stood firm after falling from the sky, the long sword on his face was not fatal, but the bones were visible, and the blood was gushing like a spring, converging on his jaw and dripping constantly.

The female knight's attack and defense after this instantaneous magic were obviously consumed, and she stood in place without pursuit, and sighed, and the white light on her body dimmed for a while before it lit up again.

All the movements only happened between the rise and fall of the rabbit, and the bandits next to them didn't even see what was happening, but they saw that the knight of the temple seemed to jump, and the white light flashed, and then the three masters who rushed up with a murderous momentum flew back inexplicably, vomiting blood, splattering blood, and splashing blood, all of them were injured just by looking at the face.

But those who can walk clearly react with great surprise. Helika's pupils contracted, and the muscles in her body twitched. He could see the combat power represented by the series of movements of the female knight just now. This woman alone was able to exterminate several other thieves without leaving, because of luck and the prestige of the Templars, it was not reckless and arrogant to dare to come here alone, that was the real strength.

And the two of the five people who didn't move were also shocked, maybe because of their lack of experience or lack of reaction, the three of them didn't have time to make a move, but seeing the strength of the opponent, they didn't seem to dare to make a move now.

The woman in black turned her head and yelled at Isis who was standing behind: "If you don't want to die, find a way to remove the magic on this young lady, with so much white magic attached, even a rabbit can bite people to death." ”

"I can't help it. Aisisi's voice was crying. Since the beginning of the battle, he had used at least three dispels and one time to be weak and sluggish, but all the mana was completely unresponsive like a mud cow entering the sea, and the woman had no reaction to his magic like a statue.

Helika tore off her clothes and tightened the wound on her arm. His current expression fell from excitement to absolute calm, if he didn't leave, the original hideous appearance, but now his calm and mirror-like temperament looked like a well-cultivated gentleman who was walking into the library. He looked at the man next to him who had been standing motionless and expressionless, and even his tone was calm. "Don't try to hide any more strength, let's shoot. Otherwise, none of us will get out alive.