He has never broken through the illusion, but he has the ability to ride the waves. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yi Fan's bloodshot eyes, in the overflowing blood of the eyes, only the shadow of the young man was printed.

At this moment, in Yi Fan's eyes, the young man's figure was blood-colored. His blood color is different from the blood red of this world. The blood red, in the blood-stained world, is as dazzling as a guiding lighthouse. It deeply involved Yi Fan and quickly pulled closer.

Yi Fan's eyes couldn't get rid of this attraction. Although they were still three or four miles away, he could smell the warmth of the young man's blood.

At this time, Yi Fan, only Dida really understood his state.

Although madness is the holy state that all mad spirits dream of, its side effects should not be underestimated.

The mad spirit clan at the time of madness was synonymous with many heroic names such as Shengfu's 'God of War' and 'Warrior'. At the same time, it is also a negative swan song such as 'war machine' and 'rampage obedience'.

Frenzy will make them bloodthirsty and make them lose themselves. They will lock on to the things that drive them crazy, endlessly brutal, either destroy or fall on their own.

In the ancient period, even some of those High Heavenly Lords did not dare to provoke the mad spirit clan easily. Because, at that time, the mad spirit clan was not only strong, but also very united.

As the saying goes, pulling a trigger and moving the whole body, like those cases of the people going out, in Dida's memory, there have been a few incidents.

"Yi Fan, don't fall down here. Dida muttered a secret prayer. From the moment Yi Fan's madness, he had no way back. Either defeat the silver-haired youth in front of him before the madness disappears, or ...... A few minutes later, he died in a vision.

Three miles away, whistling by. Yi Fan was below the youth, pushed away the blocking waves, and jumped up.

Yi Fan's momentum had already climbed to glory, and he prostrated himself towards the silver-haired youth.

The silver-haired young man expected it and prepared a follow-up move.

Just as he was about to take the punch, he wanted to pull away. But he unexpectedly found that it was difficult for him to quit safely, so he could only accept the offer.

"Die!" Yi Fan's bursting of applause, his punches were out of order, and his punches forced the young man to take it hard.

The knight of glory without rules, to be honest, is no match for youth.

Circles of battle emerged from the twist, clinging to the youth's body.

The battle rings with nine companies, when they all emerged from the young man's body, the young man's face began to turn a little ugly.

"You're no match for me, give up. "The young man took over plainly. He has a good move, and with Yi Fan's full strength, he can always disassemble it easily. But this kind of dismantling is endless, and the young people are impatient.

After another ten moves, the young man urged the nine battle rings to disperse Yi Fan's offensive.

Yi Fan, who was forced to retreat, wanted to pinch his fists and continue to be strong.

The youth did not give him this opportunity!

"Enough fun!"

The boundless sea of blood began to shrink, and innocent Assyrians were revealed from the bottom of the sea.

The young man gave up control of the illusion, and he forcibly hypnotized the enraged Yi Fan, forcing him to fall asleep.

"It's a pity, it's only a first-level power ......" Yi Fan was hypnotized, and Dida felt a little sorry. Ever since he found out that Yi Fan had gone berserk, his mind had been on the time of this madness. Every minute of madness is regarded as a gear, and when the young man hypnotizes Yi Fan, Yi Fan can only enter the ranks of the first gear.

The illusion was completely recovered, and all scenes of the madman disappeared. There were no altars, no bones, not even a drop of blood here.

Neat streets, modest houses. The knights of the original Assyria, not only did they not die, they were not injured, they just lay on the ground, deeply hypnotized.

"Young Master, ...... these people?" the two knights appeared, and in front of the young man, they bowed their heads and knelt down on one knee, asking the young man for instructions.

"Let's go. The young man spoke indifferently.

The two knights looked around, and there were Assyrians lying everywhere. These Assyrians were in suspended animation, with only a glimmer of life.

"Young Master......" Knight Gassi stopped talking.

"Ghasi, we don't belong to any faction......" Unlike Ghasi, Gasa did not hesitate to get up and follow closely behind the young man.

"But the lord of the Temple of Light wants us to clear everything, why does the young master still leave them a breath?"

Ghasi believed that the youth had the power to kill these people.

As long as you are trapped in the illusion of youth, even if it is a knight of great light, it is also a turtle in an urn, no matter how strong it is, it is at most a relatively jumping turtle.

Leaving this glimmer of life, Ghassi was very puzzled.

The young man turned around, his cold eyes swept towards Ghassy, and the inexplicable coercion made Ghassi overwhelmed.

Ghasi said secretly, not good!

However, the young man only glanced at it, and quickly withdrew his gaze, and Ghashi rejoiced.

"Not as an example. ”

The young man did not allow his men to question him, which they had known since they had followed him, but they had forgotten about it just now.

Ghasi was so busy that he even claimed "yes".

"I have no intention of being an enemy of the Templars, and since there are people in the Templars who want to protect the remnants of Assyria, I will give them a favor. ”

Ghasi didn't react yet, and the young man would actually reveal the secret.

Templar. Both Ghasi and Gaza knew that such an organization existed.

However, they had the impression that the temple and the temple should be an organization, both of which existed effectively in the service of the God of Light.

But the young man said that the Temple of Light was meant to slaughter the remnants of Assyria, but the Temple was to shelter them.

Convoluted.

Although they didn't know the reason, they felt that they didn't need to know too clearly, they just needed to follow in the footsteps of the young man, and other things had nothing to do with them.

However, they also got a realization from their hearts, right now, the young man lying on the dirt bag should be the Templar force that the young master said in his mouth, because they noticed that when their young master looked at the young man, his gaze stayed for a few more moments.

The young man stood by the lake, the direction he had come.

Two knights, one on the left and one on the right, held the young man's shoulders, and a majestic fighting spirit erupted from them. However, under the stimulation of the fighting spirit of the two, there was no battle ring.

There is no popular fighting ring, but both of them condense a light wing behind their backs, one on the left and one on the right, helping the young man to have the ability to fly.

The young man was only a knight of glory, and his nine battle rings were not enough to support his body. After all, the illusion is an illusion, and everything in the illusion is an illusion, and he does not have the ability to control the sky.

The young man left, and in the air, he couldn't help but take one last look back.

Yi Fan, lying on his back on the dirt bag, although his expression was hideous, his breath was very calm.

In this state, Yi Fan will have a long period of dormancy.

"This will not work...... the young man frowned, knowing that on the other side there was a group of Templars in full gear, who had been ordered to remove the only line of defense of the Naxi River fortress at any time, the inscription circle on the front, and to swing their swords straight in.

"Young master, it's already your great kindness not to kill him, so why worry about anything else. Seeing the young man frowning, Ghasi said cautiously.

As Gássi thought, the young man listened to him.

The young man really left, he was not exactly as Ghassi said, but he saw Yi Fan's movement.

Yi Fan's eyelids moved, although the amplitude was very subtle, but the young man just saw it.

"Wake up? There's still a glimmer of life. ”

Although the young man was inclined to the Church, he did not want to be an enemy of the Temple at this time. Besides, for a little boy whose strength is far inferior to himself, it is really not worth it.

On the other side of the Naxi River, on the other side of the Ping Lake, there was a whole army of heavily armed Templars ready to go.

The farmer noticed the returning youth from a distance, and he waved his hand to the youth.

But the young man had no intention of falling, he flew all the way south and disappeared into the sky without a trace.

"Bunun, I have cleared this place, and the rest is left to you to clean up the battlefield. I will get the reward I said in advance, and I will pick it up in person when I have the opportunity in the future. ”

This voice of the youth only came to Bunun's ears unilaterally.

"I don't know what to do. Bunon greeted him with a smile, but he didn't expect the young man to ignore him and leave directly.

As a vice-judge of the heresy verdict, what believer does not respect him on a daily basis, and what heresy does not fear him? But this young man ......

"Your Excellency, stop your anger!" Bunon had eight guards under him, and eight of them lined up around him. Bunon's mood changes, the eight people naturally saw it most clearly. "The Pope has instructed that we may need him again in the future......"

"He's just a knight of glory. What the Pope said is not all, what we need is the force behind him, not him. Annoyed, Bunon suddenly waved his priest's robe, and said loudly: "Send troops, Naxi River Fortress!"

At Boun's command, the entire Templar team awoke from a deep slumber. No knight responded to his order, but they all moved in unison.

Neat movements, consistent pace. A full 800 Templars, dressed in Templar armor, marched together to open the fortress of the Naxi River!

All the Templars, they only had dull expressions on their faces. They belong to the Inquisition and are carefully selected followers from among the Templars of Light.

They have gone through the harshest temple baptisms, they have inherited the will of their ancestors, and they are a sword in the hands of the Temple of Light!

"Take the Naxi River Fortress as fast as possible, cleanse them of their sins, and then go straight to the West Mountain!"

It turned out that they were here for the sweep this time!

They must win the Naxi River at a very small cost, and the main battlefield is the Xishan Fortress!

The whole team is pulling out, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

During the rapid march, none of the whole team was out of position, and the whole team was in the same formation.

Bunon shouted, it was the password of the rush.

Eight hundred Templars urged the battle ring in unison, and the team was instantly enveloped in holy light.

If you look closely, you can actually see the doorway of their formation from their battle ring.

Eight hundred knights marched in a phalanx, the outer circle was full of brave knights, and inward, the knights of justice and glory.

Bunun and his eight guards sat in the rear and held the tail of the formation.

Although the whole army was silent, there was thunder rolling under their feet.

Hyperactive!

The sonorous and powerful concerted pace all exudes the power of deterrence to the outside world.

All the way along the river, the water of the Naxi River on the bank rippled in circles due to the shock.