A student said suspiciously, "Could it be that Xuanyuan is not afraid to fight?"

Another student flew up and kicked him in the ass, scolding: "Bullshit, how can anyone dare not fight? If he can get rid of the yellow-haired monster once, he can do it the second time, and the third time ......."

Hearing this, Xile involuntarily clamped his legs, twisted his ass, and slammed the door even harder.

The students burst into laughter and said, "What a little daughter-in-law who is angry, you see, that big ass is twisted ......"

Xuanyuan was not in the dormitory at all at this time, but quietly sneaked into David's room, quietly burrowing his head out of the ground, hiding at the foot of the bed, waiting for a good opportunity.

David looks extremely thoughtful, has a perfect figure, an angular face, a straight nose, bright eyes, and a flowing blonde hair with a little natural curl, casually draped over his shoulders, this kind of handsomeness knows no race or national borders, no matter what woman sees him, she can't help but look at it twice, and unconsciously put on the best side, hoping to attract his attention.

However, David is very self-disciplined, compared to his lewd and chaotic compatriots, he has a very good style of life, and he can eat with his face, but he chooses to speak by strength.

David was an ascetic monk of light.

Ascetic Bright Cultivators, in the Bright Sect, have a very large base, usually some poor people living at the bottom of society, when they cultivate, they have no food, no clothing, no equipment, no place, and even, there is no special time for cultivation at all. They are scattered in all corners of society, eating the worst diets, wearing tattered clothes, holding the most rudimentary tools, and doing the hardest work.

They are porters, cleaners, coachmen, coolies, their cultivation method is to eat all the suffering in the world, unlike ordinary people, they are also extremely resolute people, no matter how hard they are, they will not complain, in their hearts, there will always be a fanatical belief that the God King of Light is their everything.

Enduring hardships is cultivation.

Suffering from sins is cultivation.

Being tired and hungry is also cultivation.

However, they are cynical and do not see all the heretics, and they must at any time dedicate themselves to the great God King of Light, and to expel and purge heresies from it.

Ascetic cultivators are usually cannon fodder, very few people can cultivate the Great Dao, and some people can't even feel the light element in their lives, and they can't cultivate any spells and supernatural powers. However, as long as there is a person who can successfully cultivate, he must be a master of the whole world, and his ability, mind, faith, and piety are far more powerful and pure than other monks, and as long as such a person appears, he can often gain the attention and reuse of the sect.

David is a master of penance, and his combat effectiveness ranks first among the contestants in the Western Holy Kingdom, and what is even more powerful is that he actually got the favor of the holy relic by chance, and a two-meter-long scepter recognized him.

Now, David sat quietly on the floor of his dormitory.

There were beds, chairs, tables, and fine food in the dormitory, but David, like a blind man, did not look at them at all, but sat upright on the ground, with his scepter crossed his legs, and a blackened loaf of bread in his hand, which he gnawed on with an expressionless face, and with each bite he reverently said, "Thank you to the God King of Light for giving me food." ”

A small piece of bread, he actually ate for about half an hour, and then he was considered to have eaten well. He even carefully picked up the crumbs that had fallen on the ground and put them in his mouth.

After eating, he still sat on the ground, muttering words in his mouth, and when he listened carefully, he was actually telling the God King of Light all kinds of sins and repenting earnestly.

It took another long time before he lay on the cold floor, holding the scepter tightly in his arms, his breathing became extremely long, and he didn't know if he was sleeping or cultivating.

Xuanyuan Que and Tong Hao saw it, and couldn't help but admire this person, this person's talent is unimaginable, but he is still working very hard, creating extreme cultivation conditions and environment for himself, polishing his beliefs and heart, to be honest, such a person is completely blind if he is not successful.

However, he is an enemy.

It's really a trick.

Xuanyuan shook his head helplessly, since he was an enemy, there was nothing to say! He reached out and quietly flicked it on the intercom three times.

Offensive!

When Tong Tong heard the signal, he immediately started shooting at David.

David's eyes suddenly opened, he smiled contemptuously, his palm fluttered out, drawing a circle in the air, and a shield of light suddenly appeared around him.

The air energy bullet pounced at high speed, shooting at the light shield, and it had no effect at all, and the light shield did not even shake at all.

It's really powerful. Xuanyuan Que secretly gave David a big thumbs up, this person's reaction is fast, decisive, and super capable, he is a very good opponent.

Tong Hao's eyes suddenly shot out a frenzied flame, and the hand carrying the golden dung bucket became harder and harder.

Xuanyuan Que certainly understood Tong Hao's thoughts, and shook his head gently. They all understand each other's intentions, and they both want to go out and have a good fight.

However, the goal now is not to fight, but to snatch the other party's holy relics, and it is not suitable to show up until they are snatched up.

Tong Tong and the others had long expected that the air energy bullet would not work, but they still shot desperately as planned, their purpose was just to distract the enemy's attention and consume the opponent's defensive energy.

The bullets kept hitting the light shield with a thumping sound.

Although David easily blocked the attack, he was very surprised in his heart: what kind of attack was this? Why didn't there be a fighting spirit and magic aura? Why didn't he see the hidden weapon?

How can it be so fast?

How can it come so much?

Where did it come from?

More and more doubts became more and more, David's brows gradually furrowed, although this attack method was not powerful enough to hurt him, but he had a turbulent wave in his heart, what if this way dealt with other people? How many people in the entire Western Holy Kingdom can stop it, and how many people in the entire sect can escape?

If it can't be broken, how can the light of the God King shine on this land?

As an ascetic, David's heart was full of the King of Light, and he felt that this way was a threat to the plan of light, and he immediately forgot about his own safety.

Such heresies must be eradicated.

He slowly grasped the scepter, erected it upright, turned its head into the sky, stuck its head in the ground, and stood tall and straight, and chanted loudly.

However, David suddenly felt uneasy, and instinctively tried to lift the scepter, but found that he could not lift it at all, and his feet were also entangled in a great force, and he pulled hard to the ground.

David was startled and distracted, but he was hit by two bullets, one in the forehead and one in the left chest, and blood burst out......