Philip took a deep breath and stood up with his broadsword in his remaining arm, staring coldly at Odd who was lunging towards him.

"What's the matter, little ghost, weren't you very powerful just now?

If you kneel down and admit your mistake now, maybe I will show mercy to you and let you heal your injuries, and if you delay a little longer, your arm will be useless. Odd came up to Philip in a few big strides, slashing frantically and screaming in his mouth.

Philip could only dodge back and forth with his nimble feet, occasionally parrying with his broadsword, and then being slashed to the ground and rolling.

The beautiful white blonde hair was stained with countless dirt and grass clippings, and the scene was extremely embarrassing.

Bas was in a hurry and was about to rush forward to stop this ugly farce of bullying, but was surrounded by the guards brought by Odd.

The others rushed over, and for a moment the two groups formed a confrontation, only Odd was still frantically teasing Philip.

At this time, a large amount of tears flowed from Philip's right eye, and the numb left arm also regained a trace of feeling, although it was painful, but he did not have any painful look.

It was nothing compared to the pain he had suffered.

Odd was still laughing: "Begging for mercy, little ghost, what are you still holding onto." Your left shoulder is gone, are you still dreaming of becoming a Templar?

As long as you beg for mercy and say Grandpa Odd, I was wrong, and I will let you go.

I heard that in addition to the princess, you also have a beautiful little girlfriend.

I've seen it in seminary, and it's really full of interracial flair.

As long as you give her to me, I will spare you, and I will find the best medical priest to heal your arm.

Hahahaha, you're begging for mercy, I'm running out of patience. ”

After another hard blow, Philip fell to the ground.

Odd looked at Philip condescendingly, and the giant axe in his hand slashed mercilessly at Philip's right shoulder.

Philip could no longer hear his cries at the moment, and his ears were already filled with Odd's wild words just now.

Yun'er's innocent little face came to mind, and Philip was furious, for the first time in his life, he had such a strong murderous intent against a person.

Even if he was kidnapped to the barren mountains and mountains, even if he was tied to a stake like a monkey, even if he hated that scar-faced Coren so much.

The great axe slashed down, and the prediction was triggered on time.

Philip took advantage of the opportunity to dodge sideways, then rolled reflexively, crushing the axe beneath him, while slashing his broadsword into Odd's arms.

Odd was caught off guard by Philip, who did not expect Philip to be so decisive and so well-timed.

In his eagerness to draw the great axe and dodge Philip's blade, he hurriedly stepped back and tugged at the hilt with both hands.

Philip took advantage of this force to stand up, and the savage charge of a sword and shield warrior crashed into Odd's arms, and the tip of the sword in his hand stabbed him fiercely in the lower abdomen.

Odd only felt a pain in his lower abdomen, his body unconsciously arched, and he was smashed on the door by Philip's fierce head.

The giant axe came out of his hand, and blood flowed down his missing lips and teeth, and Odd reached out to wipe it, and found a hard touch on his hand, and looked down to see that it was one of his front teeth.

Odd was furious, and he had been unscathed in battle for a long time, and now he had lost one of his front teeth by a milky child, which made him feel ashamed and angry.

"I'm going to kill you!"

He screamed and turned and ran into the crowd, snatched one of his broadswords, and slashed at Philip.

Philip's head was unscathed except for a little red mark, but the short blow just now also made his body covered with frost, and his whole body was a little sluggish.

Buzz next to him was about to go crazy, and he pulled out his weapon regardless of it, and he was about to force his way through.

If Leonardo knew that Philip was still killed under his care, even if he was seriously injured, it would be far more terrible than offending a Simon family.

The other samurai, even some of Ord's own men, were stunned by his madness.

This is the temple, and a registered Templar Knight openly attacks a non-Templar with a sharp blade in his hand, and this person is also the Glory Knight of the Temple, a descendant of the Three Masters of Gaokan City.

If he is allowed to cut down with this sword, it will be a big matter, and it will not be just an arrogant sentence that can be described.

Some drew their weapons, others gave up, but it seemed too late to save Philip from the blade.

Philip did not flee in embarrassment, but stood calmly in place, as if he was oblivious to the attacking sword light.

Since the other party is wearing strong armor and the sword is difficult to hurt, it is better to ignore it.

He clenched his broadsword in both hands and raised it high, his heart calm, simulating the scene of countless exercises, entering that mysterious state.

At the same time, mobilize the wisps of divine punishment power in the body, so that they can get in touch with their spiritual power.

The broadsword was slashed down at will, as if there was no trace of fireworks, but in the eyes of Odd opposite him, he strangely noticed that this kid had changed.

The broadsword used for training was as tall and wide as a city wall at the moment, slashing all over the world, obviously very slow, but it gave him the illusion that he couldn't dodge.

In desperation, he had no choice but to temporarily change his tactics and raise his sword to parry.

The blue in Philip's eyes seemed to be deeper at this moment, as if the whole starry sky was spinning inside.

Odd frantically urged the concentration of spiritual power to make the amplitude of the power stronger, but he was horrified to find that his spiritual power seemed to be imprisoned, completely out of control, not only almost out of the state of awakening, but even the parrying movements became twisted and stiff.

The other samurai around were also keenly aware of this, and those who only had a first-level awakening were even forcibly withdrawn from the awakened state in an instant.

The higher-ranking samurai were desperately controlling their spiritual power, and they couldn't get close for a while.

Philip's broadsword slashed lightly at Odd's right arm at an extremely slow speed, barely making a sound.

Odd felt that the space around him had returned to normal, and the spiritual power in his body had once again obeyed his command.

He laughed out loud, his hoarse voice made even worse because of the lack of a front tooth.

"That's all you can do, I'm going to kill you today!"

But before he could raise his broadsword, he felt as if his right hand was not listening, and there was no reaction at all.

The broadsword fell to the ground, splattering a cloud of dirt, and then there was a muffled sound from within the armor of his right forearm.

The pain was so intense that it sent Odd to his knees, sweating profusely, and screaming and rolling over his arms.

Everyone was stunned, no one expected this competition to be such a result, and what was the spiritual power disorder just now, everyone looked at the little ghost who was still standing in the center of the field with horror and suspicion.

Wait, he's laughing, he's smiling so brightly as he looks at Odd's miserable appearance.

When inadvertently met that pure gaze, everyone unconsciously chose to avoid it and didn't dare to look at it directly.

Odd's men had already removed the armor from his arms by this time.

"Hiss~"

Many people let out a burst of exclamation, only to see that Odd's armor was intact, and there was not even a single scratch on the hard surface, but the forearm inside had been completely shattered from the shoulder, and only the red and white flesh hung on it one after another, like a mass of minced meat.

The white bones inside could hardly be found to be intact, all of them were broken into tiny bone stubble, and the entire arm was completely indistinguishable except for the palm.

A discerning person can see at a glance that even though this is the interior of the temple, there is no healing meaning, and his right arm and even shoulder are completely useless.

Odd had fainted in pain, and his already white face had turned pale without a trace of blood.

Suddenly, a strong man in his 40s under Odd grabbed a giant hammer weighing a ton at his feet and smashed it at Philip with a rolling wind and thunder.

Buzz had been on the lookout for it, but before he could parry the hammer, he was smashed away by a huge force and rolled aside.

It was obvious that this was an awakened person who far surpassed him, at least a third level of strength.

Philip stood in place, not that he didn't have time to dodge, but that he didn't need a trace of strength at all.

The monstrous hatred made him activate all of Huanglong's power as soon as possible, and used the power of divine punishment that he had not yet mastered to the extreme.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't be able to affect Odd's movements at all, and he could easily avoid it, which was meaningless.

Since that earth-shattering blow just now, the spiritual power in his body has quickly withered and withdrawn from the awakening state, even if it is far less than an hour at this time.

He was trying to mobilize the spiritual power on the blue spirit core, but his body felt empty, and it would take at least a minute to recover.

Seeing that the sledgehammer was about to hit him in the head, suddenly Philip smiled, even more brightly than before.

Everyone only felt that there was a flash in front of them, and a red figure let out a loud cry and came behind the strong man, and before he could see the other party's face clearly, his hands left his arms and flew into the air.

The giant hammer was also grabbed by a pair of claw-shaped hands, and it flew and smashed an entire wall.

It was only then that the strong man let out the same screams as Odd, and the wound began to gush hot blood, and he rolled to the ground with his arms folded.

The crowd didn't pay any attention to him, just watched as the author of all this was standing in the middle of the field, gently tucking away the feathers on the edge of his arm.

It was a half-human, half-eagle monster to be exact, and only the ornate paladin armor and the bright red hair could be vaguely recognized.

Leonardo Brown, the only surviving paladin in Gaukan City.

Philip looked excitedly at Leonardo, who had almost changed his appearance, and finally understood why there were so many slender gaps in his exclusive armor.

Originally, I thought it was to be more gorgeous and handsome, but now it seems to be a subtle design.

It's just that when he looked at the unrecognizable face, he was glared at by the eagle eyes that were as sharp as knives above, and hurriedly lowered his head to make a modest appearance, not daring to make a mistake, but occasionally secretly looking, after all, there are not many such opportunities.