The golden fighting spirit dissipated, and the figure of Barcelus gradually became clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Macedonian god of war was holding a long sword at the moment, and the armor on his body was shrouded in a faint golden light. His face was calm, his slender eyes revealed a hint of majesty, and his whole person stood proudly in the middle of the battlefield like a god of war.

Not far from him, Perry's figure looked much more embarrassed, his armor in tatters, covered in dust and charred marks. If you take a closer look, you can see that his empire-style top-grade scaly armor is actually covered with dense sword marks!

Perry's face was pale, and a trace of blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he still held on to the spear to prevent himself from falling.

And behind him, there were all broken corpses and armor, falling to the ground in all directions, whether it was cavalry or war horses, without exception, they were all killed!

Under the invincible golden fighting spirit of Barcelus, hundreds of cavalry of the Central Army were completely killed! Seeing that the originally dense Central Army was almost immediately missing, these terrible results have far exceeded everyone's psychological bottom line!

After a brief silence, the battlefield erupted in enthusiastic cheers. When the Macedonian cavalry saw such a scene, almost all of them trembled uncontrollably:

Oh my God! General Baselus turned out to be a Holy Rank powerhouse!!

All the martial artists on the Ceylon continent knew exactly what the Holy Rank meant! This kind of transcendent realm of sanctification was the sacred hall that almost all martial artists dreamed of!

At this moment, they finally saw how small ordinary people were when facing a Saint-level powerhouse!

Hundreds of elite cavalry of the Central Army were almost wiped out under the sword aura of Barcelus!

How huge is this gap in strength! It may be a height that I can't reach in my whole life!!

In the Macedonian cavalry camp, everyone's eyes were full of intense eagerness and awe! At this moment, looking at Barcelus as if looking up to the god of war, they only felt the blood boiling in their chests, and the fighting spirit was surging!

At this moment, Baseileus had already turned around and stepped onto the war horse behind him, looked at the policy of the Central Army with a cold face, and shouted in a deep voice: "The whole army obeys the order, follow me!!!"

At this time, the Macedonian cavalry did not need any verbal encouragement at all, and everyone followed Barcelus with great strength to launch a charge!!

On the side of the Central Army, seeing that the commander was injured, and the other general's general turned out to be a saint-level master, even if it was an elite army, where did it still have the slightest courage to resist? A few loyal soldiers desperately moved forward to protect the wounded Perry from the battlefield in time, but they saw that the defeat was irreparable!

At this moment, Barcelus no longer hides his strength, one person, one horse and one sword, and the surging golden fighting qi roars through the thousands of horses, and any enemy who touches him will be killed by the fierce fighting spirit almost instantly!

With such a Holy Rank powerhouse opening the way, all the Macedonian cavalrymen were even more like crazy, and they were also desperately charged! Their eyes were unabashedly full of eagerness!

Jose's face was complicated when he saw this scene behind the hillside, but he still glanced at Gould and asked a little strangely, "Are you afraid?"

The shocked look on the fat man's face had just receded, and when he heard him say this, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely and shook his head: "What are you afraid of, Lao Tzu is not afraid!"

Joseph laughed, patted Gould on the shoulder, and said with a solemn face:

"Okay, you don't have to be embarrassed, it's not a big deal to be afraid! Everyone is afraid, but it is precisely because of fear that you will know that the enemy is strong! If you don't know fear, then you will never be able to defeat the enemy......"

Jose shook his head, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, he suddenly stood up and walked to the war horse on the side, strode directly on the war horse, looked at Gould and said loudly: "The Central Army can't hold it!" But Barcelus probably doesn't have the heart to kill all these thousands of cavalry, the Central Army camp is already in chaos, fat man, follow me to pick up Perry...... This ambush failed!"

When Joseph finished speaking, Gould's face became serious, and he put his finger to his mouth and whistled loudly. Immediately afterward, there was a slight tremor on the ground beyond the hillside, and a cavalry of two hundred men revealed their figures......

As Chaucer had guessed, Barcelus didn't seem to have any intention of entanglement, and he broke through the defense line of the Central Army as if he were devastating. This surprised the Macedonians by the weakness of the Central Army, and with little effort, they broke through several lines of defense that had not been breached.

The remaining Macedonian cavalry followed one after another, facing the disheartened Central Army, and the horses trampled and swaggered. The Central Army was already powerless to resist, and although some of the cavalry encountered with Macedonia resisted, they were still defeated.

After all, when it was true that the enemy was a Saint-rank powerhouse, it was indeed a difficult thing to maintain the courage to resist. Most of the cavalry present were originally warriors, and for a warrior, the awe of the saint-level powerhouse was far beyond the duty of a soldier!

Perry obviously felt this too, and although the soldiers on the side struggled to save him, most of the other cavalrymen did not have the courage to resist.

If that elven powerhouse brought shock and encouragement to himself, then this Barcelus gave himself a completely merciless blow!

Since the last time, Perry has spent almost a full year remembering the sword of the Messiah, and even made a lot of breakthroughs with his own understanding. Now he can be said to be standing at the peak of the eighth level, I thought that but now it seems that no matter how hard he tries, the gap between the holy level and the high level is still as insurmountable as a chasm!!

He also suffered a lot of sword wounds on his body, and although Barcelus's golden fighting aura seemed simple, only Perry, who faced him, knew the terrifying power contained in it.

Sword qi, countless golden fighting qi carrying the sword qi of a saint-rank powerhouse, came like a landslide and tsunami. Perry used almost all of his fighting energy to desperately resist the endless sword energy that Barcelus was surging like a tide!

This move alone made Perry feel the strength of the Holy Rank powerhouse again! And the reason why he was able to catch this sword was entirely because Barcelus put most of his strength on the cavalry behind him, and the pressure he was under was only about one-third of his!

Even so, he still exhausted his strength to barely block this sword!

Is this the power of the Holy Order?!

Perry watched Barcelus break through the defense, how dazzling was the golden fighting spirit?

Perry knew in his heart that, as Barcellus had said, his sword, while powerful, was incredibly powerful, but he didn't really want his own life...... Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the words of Barcelus: he called himself the heir of the frost fighting spirit!!

Did this guy deliberately not kill himself because he was from that family full of legends and honors?

If you don't have this relationship, I'm afraid you're already a corpse......

Perry's eyes were full of mixed emotions, his teeth were clenched, and a trace of blood had burst out from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still staring at the golden figure on the battlefield! )