The shattering of friendship at the moment when Birmingham charged at the moment, although without the help of the sword spirit Tianxi and the Lord of the Long River, he also became a fragile soul body, but in the face of the White Knights and the Knights of the Holy Light who surrounded him, this down-and-out nobleman still showed indomitable courage, and the long adventure journey had made this nobleman carry the breath of his ancestor. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Let me see where your footsteps, my dear friend, can reach now!" said Renekton Benjamin, pulling out his sword at his waist and looking at his rushing friend, urging his horse under his crotch.

The neighing horses stir up the calm and tranquil jungle, the White Knights, never the birthplace of individual heroes, they are the Knights, the greatest cavalry of the Ella Empire, they will always be the proud torrent of steel of the Empire.

The trumpet from Renekton Benjamin has been launched, and the charge of the Knights is like a wild horse, splashing heavy smoke and dust, no one can win under such a powerful Knights, this is their confidence, but also their strength.

Knight Charge!

In the middle of a small clearing, these white knights charged, which was not in keeping with the behavior of any knight order, and all military strategists knew that the greatest power of a knight order was in a vast plain area, not in a small open space, and surrounded by towering dense forests.

However, the reason why the White Knights were able to become the famous imperial sword of the pan-continent was a perfect answer, and the pure white armor engraved with intricate patterns surrounded the flowing breeze, and the agitated wind was like a giant hand pushing the knights forward.

Accelerate, accelerate, almost in a short breath, the originally slow cavalry instantly galloped at great speed, and the torrent took shape in the blink of an eye, like a sharp sword hidden in the sheath flying out of the sheath, and the cold light shocked everyone.

Wind Armor, the ultimate use of magic by the Ella Empire, without the help of a magician, only relies on the magic runes engraved on the armor to attract the wind element in the air, and with the help of the power of the wind element, in a short moment, the extreme static is converted into extreme movement, so that no matter when and where, even in a small open space, they do not have to make a long charge.

"Amazing magic tricks. "For the White Knights of the Ella Empire for such a subtle use of magic, even the little mage Ellie has to admit that the White Knights' Wind Armor is definitely a perfect work in the field of magic, but he has become a victim of this perfect work.

The wind, as if it had never stopped, drove the blades and war horses, making a loud rumbling sound, obviously only a small part of the White Knights, obviously only a dozen charging knights, but it brought them an indescribable shock.

The ground trembled, despair spread, and the pure whiteness of the gallop tore through everyone's vision.

"The light is like a mountain!" The female knight Tina, as the shield of Birmingham, even in the face of such a powerful knights, still became the first wall to stop them, and the holy light rose up, and the wall of light like a mountain seemed to be extremely strong, but the little magician Ellie still took out the wither, chanting a lengthy incantation.

As for the charge of the White Knights, the people of the Ella Empire were obviously more aware than the White Sages and Master Senpu, and the mountain of holy light of the female knights was only an insignificant obstacle under their charging footsteps.

The light turned into a bits and pieces of light at the feet of the pure white torrent in an instant, and the Holy See's Mountain of Light could not stop the power of this charge, and I am afraid that even the sturdy orcs would not survive the deadly charge of the White Knights.

The first barrier was torn apart in an instant, and the magic of the little magic Ellie followed, but it was not a very destructive fire element, but an extremely cold ice magic.

"The blade of ice, the fangs of the wolf. ”

Ice blades like wolf teeth pierced through the wet ground, and huge ice blades shrouded the clearing with a biting chill.

"Charge!"

There was no superfluous move, Renekton Benjamin waved the blade in his hand again, and issued the command to charge, charge, charge, face a strong enemy, face danger, the White Knights have only one move, and that is to charge, because the sword of the Ella Empire only advances, does not retreat, only charges, and does not stop.

Ice flowers shattered and filled the air, and the knights' steps drew closer, and Birmingham, a nobleman, crossed the figures of his knights and magicians to face the charging White Knights.

Avoiding it should be the most important thing Birmingham should do at this moment, but the down-and-out aristocrat still raised his sword finger and blocked the surging torrent of blades with his own body.

"Innocent as always, my dear friend. "Renekton Benjamin looked at Birmingham's stupid behavior, and his face wrapped in armor evoked a cold smile, nothing can stay the same, time has worn out their childhood relationship, it is better to join the side of the bloody earl than to listen to the persuasion of a friend who is already a stranger.

"Phantom, Thousand Cracks!" The sword commanded, Birmingham was not afraid at all, although it was the body of the soul, but Birmingham could clearly feel that his seemingly disintegrating soul contained an incomparably huge dark qi, and the darkness from a pillar of demon gods made Birmingham's although it was stained with ink, but it also made the weak soul of mortals become extremely solid, so that this type of Thousand Cracks sword light burst out with a power that he had never had when he was alive.

Thousands of lights and shadows come with the wind, white torrents rush in, and the intersection of swords and knights is a testimony to the demise of the old friendship.

The sharp sword light swept over the body of every knight, even if the sword light was sharp, but the ace knights of the Ella Empire were not in vain, especially the pure white wind branch was a sharp weapon created by how many gold coins the Renekton family spent, in addition to the amazing wind magic, and the incomparable solidity, and now the armor stacked with gold coins revealed its horror little by little.

Birmingham's ten thousand sword lights only left shallow marks on this pure white armor, and there was no other threat, but the torrent of charging blades rushed in front of Birmingham without stopping.

The blades of the knights were raised high, the horses under their crotches were also raised their iron hooves, and the shadow of death was instantly enveloped, no, or it should not be used to describe Birmingham at this time, because Birmingham has now become a dead man in name.

"Phantom, Double Phantom Body!" the mysterious body technique reappeared, but under the bright sun and clear sky, the bright holy light suddenly shrouded him.

"God's Eye!" the Knights of Light struck the bladeless greatsword in their hands, summoning the power of the goddess, and the holy light condensed in the sky, turning into a flickering eye, and the pupils in the eye sockets turned rapidly, making all shadows unconcealed, including Birmingham's double phantom body.

Breaking through the void and restoring the essence is the best way for the Knights of Light to break the illusion with the Divine Eye.

"Sword!"

The charge stopped, the sword was clenched, and Benjamin shouted, it was the circulation of more than a dozen sword lights, and the swing of more than a dozen sharp blades, although it was only a warrior who was less than a mid-level warrior, but the convergence of more than a dozen sword lights was an existence that even epic heroes could not ignore.

Under Benjamin's command, the converging Sharp Mang broke through the air, and in the face of this former hair boy, Renekton Benjamin showed no mercy, and the Sharp Mang shook the air in mid-air, and black cracks appeared in the air.

"Black magic, great destruction!" "Magic that is very much in line with Vivien, the black explosion destroys the White Knights' power and relieves Birmingham's crisis.

"Judgment!" The intervention of the Black Witch Maiden led to the Knights of the Holy Light's attack, compared to the Imperial Sword, the Holy See's Knights of the Holy Light are not good at charging on the plains and fighting on horseback, but every knight of the Knights of the Holy Light is a real mid-level master, and the knights who are the strongest in individual combat are not in vain.

Now that the name of judgment is out, the paladins can finally make a move, and the white sage's refusal has made the black witch lose her biggest supporter, and killing evil will always be the favorite thing for these knights.

The light surged, converging on the bladeless greatsword, and the knight galloped, charging towards the dark witch Vivien.

"Charge!"

Benjamin blew the trumpet, and the stormtroopers kicked up dust.

The Light, the knight, marched almost at the same time, danger, death, and almost at the same time.

"Star Spirit, beckon!"

That bland word, that slender body, walked out from behind everyone, the white robe shook the eyes of Benjamin and the paladin, the white sage who had been weak since Shenzhen and Hong Kong finally regained his posture as the peak of the continent again, but this time I was fortunate to see a sage who was powerful The White Knights and the Holy See, who were also mortals.