Slodan deserves the title of the first ten of the ten riders of the Thousand Round Table, and the trance brush is displayed in his hands, which is indeed amazing. In the state of high charge, wearing heavy plate armor, he is simply a rushing humanoid tank, arrogant and unstoppable, exuding a fierce momentum that will crush all the obstacles and barriers that dare to stand in front of him. In the face of such momentum. Even if he is a person who cultivates more advanced than him, he will be afraid, so he will be restrained and it will be difficult to wield all his combat power.

Because the charge was so fast, the flames that were originally wrapped around this oak spear with iron sheets wrapped at the tip were actually pulled towards the rear, and at first glance, it seemed that a pair of flaming flame wings had grown on Lancelot's body!

At this moment, Lancelot is majestic. Like the god of war descending to earth, his whole body exudes unstoppable power!

At the same time that Lancelot was charging violently. Gwynaville, who was dressed in a black sè nun's robe, was not idle, her right hand raised the black sè cross again, and her left hand was constantly changing the spell, and she quickly recited an obscure incantation. On the black cross, a strange blue sè light flashed in Lihai, and then, a bone-chilling cold suddenly appeared around Zhang Wenzhong, and instantly wrapped him tightly

Middle.

In the blink of an eye, all parts of Zhang Wenzhong's body were covered with thick frost, and at the same time, two icicles also appeared on his feet, freezing his feet tightly together with the ground. Zhang Wenzhong could feel it clearly. The frost didn't just freeze his skin. It slowed down his degree even more.

Looking at Zhang Wenzhong, whose activities were restricted by frost, Gwena Weir sneered a little proudly: "For thousands of years. I don't know how many powerful warriors and wizards have fallen to my "Ice Cage and Lancelot's" musket thrust. Although you are very powerful, you will definitely not be an exception.

However, being in such a disadvantageous and dangerous situation. Zhang Wenzhong was not panicked at all, but behaved unusually calmly, nodded and replied: "The two of you are one ice and one fire, one yīn and one yang, and you actually secretly combine the truth of yīn yang and yang, so it is no wonder that those warriors and wizards will fall into your hands."

As he spoke, Lancelot, who was rushing forward, had already arrived in front of Zhang Wenzhong, he took a deep breath, and pushed his arms forward with a loud shout, the thrust of the blazing oak spear that he held tightly in both hands. It was actually doubled at this moment, and stabbed Zhang Wenzhong's chest. is like a flaming evil dragon, wanting to snatch Zhang Wenzhong and devour it. Crazy and violent guns. Even more in this mysterious nest, swept towards Zhang Wenzhong from all directions, and before he got close to him, he had already scraped countless creepy deep marks on the surrounding walls and ground.

The momentum of Lancelot's shot is so powerful that it is unparalleled for a while!

The whole world seemed to tremble under Lancelot's shot!

The first knight, worthy of the name!

Zhang Wenzhong, who was in the center of the gun's anger, was like a lonely boat tossed in a storm, and it was possible to be completely swallowed up at any time.

Will Zhang Wenzhong be able to take this earth-shattering shot?!

It was at this time. Zhang Wenzhong, who had not moved, finally moved.

I saw him raise his right hand, hold the three-foot sword in his right hand flat in front of his chest, and face the spear that stabbed at him, and slowly and lightly stabbed out a sword.

Ever since Lancelot appeared, Zhang Wenzhong had reined in the Heavenly Drop Sword intent he had released. At this time, except for a layer of sword intent scattered on his body and playing a protective role, all the rest of the sword intent had been restrained by him into the three-foot sword, and he tried his best to restrain it, so that the sword intent would not leak out.

If Zhang Wenzhong just now is compared to a rare treasure with a sharp edge, then now he is like a heavy man without a blade.

One side is domineering, and the terrifying momentum makes the whole world tremble.

One side is an understatement, like a useless reluctant fight at the death moment.

Who wins and who loses, the defense of Buddha has already been decided.

Even Lancelot thinks. The sword that Zhang Wenzhong stabbed was only before he died. Symbolizing xìng's struggle, he was obviously completely desperate, otherwise it would be impossible to stab such a soft sword. As for Gwynaville, she was already clutching the black sè cross and began to chant an obscure incantation. If anyone who is familiar with necromancy is here, they will surely be able to hear that the incantation that Gwynaville is reciting in a hurry is the art of shaping the lich in necromancy. It seems, in her eyes. Zhang Wenzhong has been reduced to a corpse, and she can't wait to turn Zhang Wenzhong into a lich loyal to her through necromancy.

Before Lancelot's spear stabbed Zhang Wenzhong, the spear qi that surged out of his body had already swept in front of Zhang Wenzhong. and Zhang Wenzhong's body protection intentions launched a fierce confrontation, and there was an endless "sneer". The sound suddenly rang out. However, to Lancelot's deep surprise, his crazy and violent gun qi was not able to tear through Zhang Wenzhong's body protection sword.

"There is fraud?!" Lancelot was worthy of being a battle-hardened Knight of the Round Table, and immediately guessed that there must be fraud among them. But he didn't panic, but sneered in his heart, and said secretly: "At this moment, my momentum has reached the peak. suppressed you to death, no matter how deceitful you are, you will lose the upper hand, and there will be no chance to turn the tables around!"

"Boom!"

Lancelot's domineering flaming spear in his hand, and Zhang Wenzhong's understated three-foot sword. The violent impact came together, and the tip of the spear was directly against the tip of the sword, and suddenly a brilliant spark bloomed, and at the same time, a scalp-numbing metal friction sound erupted.

However, the expected scene of Zhang Wenzhong being assassinated by one shot did not appear!

Because, just when the spears and swords clashed, the Dripping Sky Sword Intent that was retracted by Zhang Wenzhong and poured into the three-foot sword bloomed in vain!

Zhang Wenzhong, who had completely given up in the eyes of Lancelot and Gwynaville, was actually in an instant, like a towering mountain, pressing down on the two of them.

In the face of this truly powerful momentum, Lancelot's momentum was instantly shattered, suppressed to death, and even his breathing became embarrassed.

"Bang bang!"

A series of explosions sounded at this time, and the oak spear in Lancelot's hand instantly turned into countless fragments of debris, and was swallowed by the raging flames around him, turning into a small ball of fire of different sizes, but it was not scattered on the ground, but under the command of Zhang Wenzhong's Ditian Sword Intent, it turned into two flaming evil dragons, one pounced on Lancelot, and the other bit Gwynaville not far away.

Just when the spears and swords had just clashed, Lancelot, who sensed that something was wrong, was already busy letting go of the hands holding the oak spear, and retreated sharply to avoid Zhang Wenzhong's edge, looking for an opportunity to counterattack. But it's because of his quick reaction. But he was still injured by the terrifying sword intent that swept along the barrel of the gun, and the pair of chain gloves on his hands instantly shattered into residue. The flesh and bones of the hands up to the elbows were all twisted. But surprisingly. Both arms were already wounded like this, but not half a drop of blood was seen coming out. Could it be that this Lancelot is actually a bloodless necromantic creature or a puppet?

Facing the two flaming evil dragons that roared. Neither Lancelot nor Gwynaville dared to take it lightly, if it was just an ordinary flame, they naturally didn't need to worry, but the two flames that came from this scissor were made of the terrifying sword intent released by Zhang Wenzhong, so it was up to them not to use all their strength to deal with it.

Gwynaville hurriedly gave up the ** chanting of necromancy spells and ** recited other spells instead, and a thick ice wall immediately appeared in front of her, protecting her behind the ice wall. The Flame Jiao slammed into the ice wall in an instant. There was a deafening explosion. Fortunately, the night sky outside this clipper was constantly resounding with thunder. Otherwise, this sudden explosion will definitely attract the attention of many people.

Lancelot drew his sword at the first moment, summoned all his fighting energy and strength, and slashed out a friend with great force, splitting the flaming evil Jiao that pounced on him in half. But before he could catch his breath, Zhang Wenzhong launched a second wave of offensive.

The lotus river of nine purple gold sè floated silently beside Zhang Wenzhong. With the finger of the three-foot sword in his hand, the nine purple gold lotus flowers immediately flew towards Lancelot with a roar.

Although he didn't understand what these nine purple gold lotus flowers were, Lancelot, who didn't dare to slack off, still urged the fighting qi in his body with all his strength again at the first time, and turned it into Ling Ran's sword qi, accompanied by the chan that he waved vigorously, slashed towards the nine purple gold sè lotus flowers

But when Lancelot's saber came into contact with the nine purple gold lotus flowers, the nine purple gold lotus flowers turned into nine thunderbolts, and 6 slashed at Lancelot's body. The power of these nine thunderbolts, one stronger than the other, one ruthless one, after being slashed by the nine thunderbolts, Lancelot's body and the set of plate armor he was wearing were actually split into powder together!

The top-grade thunder system is the Dao Law Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!

What a strong Dao!

What a terrible way to do it! Yi Xunshu is a fine notch mixed with a different body clam