"Huh!" Mo Xuan screamed in surprise.

"What's the matter, young master!" Aina followed Mo Xuan's gaze and saw that the knights were setting up tents under the command of the priest.

"Nothing!" Mo Xuan chuckled and shook his head, leading Aina into the tent.

While comforting Anna, Mo Xuan's heart was full of doubts, because among the Templars, Mo Xuan saw an acquaintance who had framed Mo Xuan to Gavin, the fat man of Nail Castle.

At this moment, this original little fat man, now in a sturdy knight's suit, carrying an oval shield and a long sword for immediate use on his back, wearing a metal helmet, and still having Aomorimori's stubble on his chin, if it weren't for the deep impression he left on Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan might not be able to recognize him at this time.

It is not surprising that the belief of the Deep Blue Temple spreads to Mo Xuan in Arrowstone Castle, because Arrowstone Castle itself is close to the Geert Kingdom, but what makes Mo Xuan curious is how this gentleman who was originally a member of Arrowstone Castle can become a knight now, and he also brings the people of the Dark Blue Temple here, the hinterland of the Mali Kingdom.

Shaking his head to drive the curiosity out of his mind, Mo Xuan decided that it was none of his business.

As for revenge, Mo Xuan will certainly not give up, but after all, he is a person from a temple, and a blatant attack is always bad.

"John, I think we're in trouble!" Gavin swallowed, his voice bitter.

"What's the matter!" John's expression became serious, and the paleness and exhaustion on his face disappeared, revealing a burst of hideousness.

As soon as he saw John's appearance, Gavin's heart was irrepressibly afraid. It's just that Gavin suddenly remembered his current situation, so he had to tell the story of his feud with Mo Xuan.

John glared at Gavin, "Are you sure he recognizes you!"

Gavin thought about it, he remembered the smile on the corner of Mo Xuan's mouth when he saw him, and nodded heavily: "I'm sure!"

"If, because of you, the plan is hindered, you can imagine what your future will be!"

Gavin could see that John was still thinking. Gavin's face was hideous and bloody: "Pastor John." I know the strength of this person, he was just a newly advanced mage last year, even if he was a genius, he is only an archmage now. If you look at the monsters they killed, you know that there are absolutely no masters in their ranks. Do we want to. ”

Gavin didn't finish his sentence. But the meaning revealed in the tone made John moved.

John gritted his teeth: "That's right! That damn mercenary group escaped four or five people, and now adding these people is definitely enough, what a gift from God!"

"Go call them in! Then let them go to hell!" John commanded Gavin to gather all the knights.

In the middle of the night, a low murmur sounded in the small forest.

The deep voice was like the whispering of the forest, like a hypnotic lullaby.

Gradually, the guards began to become sluggish, their brains unable to function properly due to extreme fatigue, and drowsiness seemed to be coming in the next second.

This whisper minimized the vigilance of the sentinels, but it also startled two people, one was Mo Xuan, and the other was the old man of the Fasheng Storm.

The spiritual power of the two converged in the air, and after exchanging their intentions with each other, the strong spiritual power of the old man of the storm woke everyone up in a subtle way, except for those who were stationed outside the tent.

By now, it would be strange if Mo Xuan didn't know that those people outside had problems.

"Did you put it all in?" John asked a member of the group softly.

The man nodded proudly, not even willing to say a word, obviously conceited to the extreme.

After receiving an affirmative answer, John took a deep breath: "Okay!

100 meters, 50 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters, the distance is getting closer and closer, everything seems so normal, just like what they have done before, at this time the vigilance in the hearts of John and his party fell into the lowest.

"Damn the mouse, give me death!" With a loud shout, one of the barbarian guards who had been given the order swung his great axe and slashed it down from the top.

"Oh no! exposed!" was the first thought that crossed John's mind, "Kill!" was John's first order.

In fact, without John's order, all his knights were already meeting their enemies.

Within a few moments of the battle, John knew that he had hit a hard stubble, and watching his men all be pressed and beaten, if this continued, it was a matter of time before he was defeated.

John glanced at Mo Xuan, who was dressed in full clothes, and obviously thought that Mo Xuan was the one who had ruined his business, but in fact he guessed correctly.

In fact, at the beginning, Mo Xuan was still taken aback by the strength of these people, you must know that Mo Xuan's guards were carefully selected from the army, and they could be said to be the most elite part of Flame City, but now this group of elites actually had a tie with these people who lied about the Deep Blue Temple.

However, after watching the battle for a while, Mo Xuan put his mind at ease, because these people are very good at fighting alone, and they can even fight with the barbarians, but the bad is also bad in fighting alone, because Mo Xuan's guards are selected from the army, and it has become their instinct to cooperate with each other to fight, and after a while, the gap between organized and unorganized is revealed, and these people of unknown origin are suppressed very badly.

However, Mo Xuan still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, you must know how many people were plotted to death because of arrogance!

Sure enough, those who dared to attack them had some hole cards.

Mo Xuan could see that the guy named John was starting to use his tactics when he saw that his companion was clearly defeated.

Mo Xuan didn't know what John was going to do, but there was a good saying, I will oppose what you support, and I will support what you oppose, and this sentence is simply the truth in the case of hostility between the two sides.

Flattering the will of the truth, Mo Xuan raised his hand and threw a magical fireball towards John.

To say that the appearance of this explosive fireball is too similar to that of a burst fireball, it is often difficult to distinguish between them, but due to the problem of lethality, it is often ignored by fire mages, and some mages do not even know that such a spell exists.

John was one of those people who didn't know about the Bursting Fireball, and John's face suddenly became very ugly when he saw the Bursting Fireball, because he was now at the critical moment of casting the spell, and any interruption could kill him.

Fighting his heartache, John activated one of his few magical trinkets for defense, and an oval-shaped shimmering purple shield protected him.

The fireball collided with the shield, and the fierce attack that John had been waiting for did not come, only a giddy roar that made him dizzy, as if a cannonball had exploded in his ear. (To be continued......)