Far away, Caral screamed, and at the same time, a cloud of silver light burst out from his body, which was very conspicuous.

"Looks like we've arrived at the place...... Then you don't have to spare your life!"

Xu Qimeng sped up his speed, and shot out a blood-colored knife light, slashing towards Karaal.

This knife is fierce and fierce, and it is extremely fast. If he is beheaded, even if the silver light on Caral's body is wonderful, he has no power to resist it, and he can only die.

Before the sword arrived, a silver light flew out of the palace, and the latter came first, enveloping Carral's body.

The silver light was all submerged in Carral's body, and not a single cent was missing. Then Carral's figure shook slightly, and he didn't dodge or dodge, standing in the air out of thin air, trying to take the knife from Xu Qi.

"Huh, it's fast enough. ”

Xu Qi knew that someone had made a move to save Karaal's life. He didn't hesitate, the knife didn't stop, and he cut it directly.

The methods of the masters of the Holy Sword Knights, he also wants to understand it and see the roots.

The sword slashed at Karal, who screamed and was stopped and unfurled, spraying blood rain and falling to the ground.

Xu Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not manipulate the sword light to pursue, and withdrew the sword light from the Ten Thousand Lives Sword.

Although Caral was cut in half by the sword light, Xu Qi could clearly distinguish that the sword light slash was not a real physical body at all, but an illusion that was extremely close to the physical body.

How domineering is the sword light of the Ten Thousand Lives Sword, as long as the knife light cuts out the wound, the knife light will follow the wound to rob the flesh and blood essence for his own use. If the body is really divided by the sword light, how can there be blood to flow? At the same time, the sword light will transpire and refine the blood in the opponent's body, and it will not be wasted at all.

This illusion is indeed realistic, but because it is too realistic, it shows flaws in Xu Qi's eyes.

Xu Qi looked at the various palaces of armor warriors and mages pouring out below, and said secretly in his heart: "After that silver light enveloped Karar, I am afraid that it has transferred Karal's true body to another place, leaving an illusion for me to kill." Shapeshift, shapeshift...... Hey, hey, this magic technique is really exquisite!"

The mind turned, Xu Qi used his divine soul to transform into a free heavenly demon, to explore the breath of the living in the mountain, and find the traces of the master who rescued Karar.

But under the induction of the Son of Heaven Demon, a layer of silver mist condensed in the mid-air of this mountain, blocking all the breath of the living. Although Xu Qi could see the crowds in the mountain, he couldn't sense the location of the master in the mountain.

Seeing that the induction was useless, Xu Qi was not reluctant, and secretly said in his heart: "The combat power of this Holy Sword Knights is between five and five points compared to the Spirit God Sect, but the means are much more than the Spirit God Sect, and there are many countermeasures against the enemy. The Knights of the Holy Sword, it's really interesting. ”

Xu Qi had read the memories of the eleven sword wielders, and he also had a better understanding of the relationship between the Holy Sword Knights and the Spirit God Cult.

The Knights of the Holy Sword and the Spirit God Cult are on par in strength, and they have the strength to fight. Because of their faith and territory, the Knights of the Holy Sword don't have a good impression of the Psi Cult that belongs to the "heretics", and they really want to make a consultation of the Psi Cult and expand their territory by the way. It's just that there is a sect master in the Spirit God Sect, and the combat power is strong, although there are also "paladins" in the Holy Sword Knights, but that "paladin" usually doesn't show up at all, and the Holy Sword Knights don't dare to act rashly.

The Spirit God Sect also knew the thoughts of the Holy Sword Knights, but it was also afraid of the mysterious "Paladin" and did not act rashly.

Fortunately, the Holy Sword Knights focused on spreading their faith in the Western Regions, while the Spirit God Cult focused on cultivation, so there was no big conflict of interest between the two sides. So all this time, there has been no fight between the two sides, just wary of each other.

From the memories of those people, Xu Qi also had a thorough understanding of the whole thing.

Those members of the Holy Sword Knights who were killed by Xu Qi on the Spirit God Cult Mountain were tasked with finding the seven missing elite members. They searched all the way along the soul breath of the elite members, and when they arrived near the Spirit God Sect, they saw that the Spirit God Sect had been destroyed by someone, so they went up to check.

But they didn't die, they provoked Xu Qi, and Xu Qi was almost killed, leaving only one to escape and report the news.

Knowing that the Spirit God Cult had been destroyed, the Holy Sword Knights urgently discussed it, and felt that this was a good opportunity, so they sent an elite team to the Spirit God Sect Mountain to seize the territory of the Spirit God Sect before others.

The people of the Holy Sword Knights really didn't think that it was Xu Qi who destroyed the Spirit God Sect alone. If this was the case, how could he have talked so much to the members of the Knights of the Holy Sword and missed a person to report back?

Because of this, the forty-five elite team sent by the Holy Sword Knights also had the task of "killing that Eastern Demon" while occupying the Spirit God Cult.

It's just that the Holy Sword Knights are too light on the enemy, and the elite squad also died in the hands of Xu Qi.

The Holy Sword Knights lost contact with the elite team, and they knew that something was wrong, so they hurriedly mobilized the elite at hand, and sent twelve sword bearers to completely kill Xu Qi, the "Eastern Demon".

The Knights of the Holy Sword have a presence in all the countries of the Western Regions, each with its own elites, and in addition to the twelve sword-wielding and twelve heralds, plus the three guardians, there are also hundreds of elites in the headquarters.

The more than 500 people who went with Karal were almost the strongest elite that the Holy Sword Knights could make up in a short period of time. If there is a three-to-five-day effort to ease up and recall the elites from all over the country, you will be able to have stronger combat power.

Fortunately, Xu Qi made preparations early and used the poisonous miasma as a barrier to stop the five hundred people. If they were to easily attack the dungeon of the Spirit God Sect, it was unknown whether Xu Qi would be able to get out smoothly in terms of Xu Qi's state at that time.

Knowing all the causes and consequences, Xu Qi couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The source of this series of events is actually the seven unlucky ghosts who died in their own hands. If the seven had not been killed, this chain of events would have been gone.

But due to the situation at the time, Xu Qi had to kill those seven people. If it were to start all over again, Xu Qi would still choose the same.

The series of things caused by this, Xu Qi did not regret it at all.

Now that he has killed the Holy Sword Knights, Xu Qi will also open the way with the word "kill", and he will not make any tongues.

Although Xu Qi's reasoning is not detrimental, the two sides insist on their own words, and it is really meaningless to argue with their tongues. Even if Xu Qikou was full of truths, the grudge between him and the Holy Sword Knights with hundreds of lives could not be eliminated.

"Orientals, you dare to come to seek death!"

Xu Qi stood in the air, the blood mist around his body flowed, and after waiting for half a moment, he saw a silver light rising from the mountain.

This silver light shot straight into the sky, like heaven to earth. Among them, an old man in a red robe and holding a magic staff slowly rose, standing in the air hundreds of feet away from Xu Qi.

"You Eastern demon has committed an unforgivable crime......! I, York, the Herald, have great admiration for your fearlessness through ignorance!"

The old man's voice was like rolling thunder, and with the silver light connecting the heavens and the earth around him, it was quite powerful, as if the gods had descended to teach oracles.

When ordinary people saw this scene, they were immediately shocked by this great majesty, and they bowed down in fear.

This old man is the one who saved Karar before. He asked everything clearly, knew the horror of the "demon", but was also confident that he had the strength to fight.

The sword-wielding fiasco was horrifying, but York's mind was rather unimpressed: the "herald" was proficient in all kinds of spells, which was no match for the brainless sword-wielding who could only fight hand-to-hand. The head of the sword-wielding who was chased by the demon all the way, wasn't he still saved by himself with a spell?

Although he despised the sword bearer in his heart, he did not dare to be careless. After making an agreement with the eleven heralds, he rose up and rose into the air to face the demon of the East.

In a few days, it will be the once-in-a-decade event of the Knights of the Holy Sword, and heralds from all over the world will return to the Knights' headquarters, waiting to participate in the event.

With the help of eleven heralds, York was confident in his prowess.

The combined power of the twelve heralds, not a single "guardian" can completely resist it. Kill this demon in front of you, that's enough.

He was even a little glad in his heart: fortunately, the three "guardians" were all preparing for an extremely important matter at the moment, and they could not handle this matter. Only under the gaze of everyone can he get this opportunity to "defend the glory of the Holy Sword Knights and kill the Eastern Demons" and add more glory to himself.

Xu Qi glanced at the old man in the distance, and used the red fire true pupil to see his breath and the flow of silver light in his body very clearly.

This old man named York is on the same level as Carral, who was chased by Xu Qi and ran for his life. It's just that the way the silver light in his body circulates is different from that of Caral, similar to the mana rotation in the body of a cultivator.

Taking the Middle-earth monks as an example, Karaal is a sword cultivator who relies on his true strength to do hand-to-hand combat with a sword, and has not yet been able to comprehend the way of flying sword killing. If he is really close, his lethality should not be underestimated, and York is a alchemist who refines mana, forms all kinds of spells, and bombards from afar.

Although the aura of the two of them and the purity of the silver light in their bodies are not superior, York is better than Carral.

The sword cultivator who failed to practice the flying sword slashing technique could only be passively beaten in the face of the cultivator who practiced the law, dodging closely. If the cultivator moves well and dodges well, the sword cultivator will not be able to pose much of a threat to him.

Although this old York is better than Carral, Xu Qi doesn't look at it either.

Even if his body was seriously injured right now, Xu Qi, a cultivator of this level, could kill him at will. York alone is no threat to him.

"Just you?"

York said a good official language, but Xu Qi communicated with him without hindrance: "You don't have the ability to do this yet." I have heard that you have twelve heralds, so don't waste your time, come along. ”

Xu Qi said this honestly: How much time would it take to kill these heralds one by one? It would be better to kill them together, which would save a lot of time.

But to York's ears, it was the greatest insult.

Even though he had already planned to deal with the "demon" together, the words that came out of the mouth of the "demon" at this moment still made York feel extremely insulted.

"Arrogant demons...... Suffer death!"

York roared, his hands facing the sky, and the silver glow on his staff.

Eleven rays of silver light flew out of the mountain, converging into the staff in his hand.

"Ocean of Light!"