After taking this blow, the light fluttered and flickered for a few moments, and the brightness dimmed a little again, but the paladin still quickly re-entered the battlefield, quickly approaching the undead monster, as if trying to launch a melee attack on the enemy.

Although the undead creature delivered a fierce blow to the paladin, it was also met with a terrible counterattack, and the moment Davi Croford was knocked into the air, the left forelimb of the undead monster suddenly burst into flames, and this time it took twice as long for the undead monster to extinguish the raging flames.

Two powerful creatures come and go, one quickly re-entering the battlefield each time it is knocked away by a huge force, and the other constantly knocks the other into the air but takes damage at the same time. Both of them have strong strength, as well as super resistance to hitting, and the professionals who watch the battle around them are staring.

Before you know it, the undead of the western wall have retreated, and the battle on the northern wall has weakened. The attention of almost all professionals is drawn to the city. The outcome of the battle between two powerful creatures will determine the final victory of the battle.

"Is this a paladin?" Yang Long looked at the city speechlessly, the paladin who was constantly hit hard but unscathed, and entangled the huge undead monster, not giving it a chance to escape or devour the survivors to recover from their injuries, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

Yang Long, who had seen many twelfth-order professionals, did not have much fear of this so-called "sustained combat power" paladin professional in the past. But today's paladin completely subverted his ridiculous understanding, and once again made Yang Long wary of his blindness.

"It's just the eleventh-order high-level strength, how can it have such a terrifying ability!" Feeling the surging holy light in his body, Yang Long's heart became a little hot: "Is this the power of my holy light?"

Now Yang Long finally knew why the humans of the Lordaeron Kingdom, whether they were great nobles or ordinary people, were so proud when they mentioned the "Knights of the Silver Hand". With thousands of mid-to-high-rank and top-level paladins, the Knights are really worthy of their pride.

is just a high-ranking general of the Knights, Davi Croford has reached this level, so how far will Uther, the "Lightbringer", reach? What kind of terrifying existence should Tirio Fordin, the former high lord who has disappeared but has become the "strongest paladin in history", be exiled by treason?!

"Can Qi really be able to fight against it?" Yang Long's heart turned up in a monstrous wave, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword began to tremble slightly, and for the first time, he had some doubts about his invincible strength.

Thinking of the hundreds of paladins rushing towards him, a cold sweat broke out on Yang Long's back, and a breeze blew through him to beat a spirit, only to find that the battle in the city was nearing the end, and the two powerful creatures had already divided the winner.

Most of the huge body of the undead monster disappeared, the head and the main part of the body were all gone, and the limbs that were originally five meters in diameter were only less than three meters thick under the repeated burning of the flames caused by the holy light and the continuous corrosion of the light cluster.

The ball of light that shrouded the paladin had now completely disappeared, revealing the face of a middle-aged man in his early forties, who had been concealed. The paladin climbed onto the corpse of the undead monster with great difficulty, looked at the professionals watching the battle on the four walls, and raised his right hand with a sharp blade.

"Long live Lordaeron!"

"Davey Croford!"

"Great! We've finally won!"

“”

The professionals who watched the battle cheered loudly, and the fear of the destruction of the country and the family was completely vented at this moment of victory. Every professional who is lucky enough to not die is made to tears and joy by the emotions stirring in his heart.

Boom!

A loud explosion sounded from outside the northern city, and at the same time, a thick black mist instantly enveloped most of the northern city wall. After several minutes, when the black fog had completely dissipated, the soldiers guarding the walls realized that the undead had all retreated.

The whole city was boiling all at once, everyone was laughing wildly, and at the same time crying constantly, as if this hard-won victory had driven everyone in the whole city crazy, and everyone put down their disguises and hugged everyone around them.

However, on the west wall, there was a young man standing coldly in place, frowning. None of the celebrants around him showed any intention of hugging him, and there was no joy on his face, just staring blankly at the paladin in the middle of the city.

"It's just a paladin, how could I have the idea that my strength can't be compared?!" Silently blaming himself in his heart, Yang Long gritted his teeth and said to himself: "The power of Qi Jin now has exceeded the peak state of the previous life, but it is only the third layer of killing power!"

"Even if the Paladin Inheritance is very strong, the strength will definitely not be compared to it! The killing power is not comparable to the dark energy, and the dark energy is not comparable to the realm that has not been reached in the previous life! Even if these cannot be compared, it is a big deal to create a set of ancient martial arts secret techniques! In the previous life, I could create the energy, but in this life, can't I? !"

In less than ten seconds, Yang Long's confidence turned back again, and after establishing his heart, he looked at the paladin again, and there was no gloom and unhappiness in his eyes, only the blazing battle intent and fighting spirit remained.

After strengthening his inner belief, Yang Long felt that the energy in his body suddenly became active. Moreover, Yang Long vaguely found that the flow of qi in his body had changed slightly, but now the occasion was not conducive to casting qi energy, so he could only temporarily suppress all this in his heart.

Taking a deep breath of the slightly fishy air, Yang Long showed a sincere smile on his face, but as soon as this smile was displayed, Yang Long seemed to feel something, and turned his gaze to Davi Croford in the city: "Huh?"

In fact, not only Yang Long, but other people also found something that made them panic, that is, Davey Croford has not put it down since he raised his right hand. And it remained motionless for several minutes.

Click!

A slight sound rang in the ears of the professionals around the battlefield, and at the same time, they were terrified that a crack actually appeared on Davey Croford's face, and in just a few seconds, the crack quickly spread to his entire face, making his face look terrifying and terrifying.

The onlookers all stared wide-eyed, looking in disbelief at the faint cloud of light, coming out from under the crack on Davey Croford's face, and it had just flown away from the paladin's body for less than half a second, and then it dissipated into the air and could no longer see any trace.

In the point of light that kept flying and disappeared in an instant, the eleventh-order high-ranking paladin, the powerful and heroic Davey Croford, in the eyes of thousands of defenders and tens of thousands of nearby survivors, turned into ashes little by little, leaving only an intact pair of armor and equipment.

A deep mourning spread through the city, and the people who were saved hung their heads one after another, almost all the women couldn't help crying, even Joseph Respad, the chief of the city defense who had just repelled a powerful death warrior and walked to the north wall, the lower berserker of the twelfth order, also showed a sad expression.

"Hehe, powerful paladin, strength is my ability, it is what came to this world with me, not other miscellaneous things, that's right!" Although he had already strengthened his belief in advance, Yang Long still couldn't help but laugh out loud, forcing his smile to make his cheeks twitch constantly, and it took a lot of strength to stabilize his emotions.

After nearly twenty minutes of mourning, the people gradually changed their breath, and the brave who died and lived still had to continue to live.

Since Yang Long himself was an outsider, and he participated in fierce battles to protect the main city of Dalong County, he did not need his participation in the follow-up cleaning of corpses and burning the undead, and Yang Long naturally did not have time to pay attention to those miscellaneous matters.

The most important thing for Yang Long now is to find a safe place and experiment with some sudden change in qi. After going down and down the city wall to the city, Yang Long stayed in the city for a long time before he found a remote and uninhabited corner near the city wall.

According to the usual method of running qi, Yang Long controlled a flow of air, and as soon as he reached the palm of his right hand, he felt a sharp stinging pain attacking, and half of the skin of the entire palm was instantly shattered by the momentum from the inside out, and blood gushed out at once.

Phew!

A qi that was almost like substance, at the moment when the skin cracked, shot out from Yang Long's fingertips, and between breaths, it hit the shield of the "Lordaeron Royal Emblem" placed in the corner of the wall, making a bang~ a deafening loud sound.

The powerful penetrating power passed through the shield and was applied to the wall, and this bluestone building was instantly pierced by the powerful force. The shield was like a cannonball, and after breaking through seven or eight walls one after another, it was deeply embedded in the city wall.

"What's going on?"

"Did you find the undead?"

"Where is the sound of fighting?!"

“”

The loud noise alarmed the sergeants who were working on the aftermath nearby, and these professionals rushed in the direction of Yang Long after they were in groups of threes and twos. It was only at this time that Yang Long, who was stunned with his mouth open, hurriedly ran to the city wall, wasted a lot of effort to take out the shield, and didn't bother to observe the specific situation, and ran away along the corner of the wall with a smoke.