Although the number of ascetics in the Inquisition was small, the strength of each of them was very strong, and Old Meng Li rushed to the roof without fear with his sword raised, and the seven powerhouses of the Movica family on it looked at Meng Li with hideous expressions. The people of the Movica family www.biquge.info all had long sharp claws on their hands, and there was a deep glow in the moonlight.

"The wolf cubs of the Mokawi family, if you haven't done it for decades, let me see what you little wolf cubs are capable of" Old Mengli showed great courage.

Although there was very little intersection between the Dark Land and the Roman Empire, and even many newborn Romans had not heard the name of the Dark Land, these old monks knew it. The border between the dark soil and the Roman Empire is not stable, in order to prevent these people from mixing into the Roman Empire, the Holy See of Light will send many strong people to guard the border every year, and most of the ascetics in the Inquisition have been trained there, and Lao Mengli is one of them.

"Old Mengli, it turns out that you are still alive," said a man with wings on his back, looking at Mengli from afar.

"Gangro Gregor?" said Old Mongli in surprise, "I didn't expect even a bat like you to be sent."

"The Mokawi family, this person is very difficult, do you want our Gangaro family to help you settle it?" asked Gerry with a smile.

"Don't worry the Marquis de Gregor"

The people of the Mokawi family are very bloodthirsty and cruel, and when they see him alone, they dare to rush up and can't help but have a sinister smile on their faces, their Mokawi family people will not fight with him one-on-one, and the three of them will kill Lao Mengli at the same time, like a hungry wolf hunting.

Old Meng Li shouted, and the giant sword in his hand was infused with spiritual power and waved it like a door panel, and the storm of the giant sword even swept all the tiles on the roof. But the people of the Mokawi family did not suffer any substantial damage, every time the people of the Mokawi family rushed to kill, the giant sword of the old Mengli could force them back, and seeing that the opponent was difficult, the two joined the battle group besieging the old Mengli.

The battle in the square also officially began, Toulouse was the most powerful hermit in the Inquisition, watching those vampires of the Gangaro family floating in the air, Toulouse drew a short sword, and took advantage of the walls and roofs on both sides to rise and fall, extremely fast, and pierced a person's heart with a short sword when everyone did not react. A black stray arrow slashed through the air and shot towards Toulouse's back, Toulouse was extremely experienced in combat, and knew that the advantage of the Gangro family in mid-air was incomparable, so he immediately chose to withdraw decisively after killing one person.

"Toulouse, you're pretty fast."

"Unlike your old bat, I don't have wings, but I have brains," Toulouse said humorously.

On the cliff next to the inquisition, seven people were climbing up the cliff. These dark families were forced to fall into the disadvantage in the battle with these hermit monks in the Inquisition, and the battle scene of Old Mengli was very hot, the giant sword blocked, and then grabbed one person and smashed it towards the opposite wall, and the entire wall collapsed!

"Lady Deresa, you wait first," said Domos, who had been praying silently.

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't you notice that the strongest of the Dark Land Clan, the Bruch family, and the people of the Iron-Blooded Northen Clan have not yet arrived?"

"Monk Thomas, what do you mean ....."

"Without the addition of Bruch Gatai and Northumbre Dracula, the other three of them would not have the guts or ability to provoke my Inquisition" Domas is the oldest monk stationed on the border of the Dark Lands, and he knows a lot about the Dark Lands.

"You mean they have a backhand?" asked Teresa.

"Keep vigilant and keep an eye on the surroundings, they are prepared to come This is a tough battle, but no matter what, you must protect His Highness the Holy Son, whether you can win or not is the key"

Eliza Jardine Bieber and the three of them were also involved in the battle, but compared to these experienced hermits, the performance of the three of them was not satisfactory. This was also the first time they had fought against the people of the Dark Land, and the three of them were already the strength of the Great Martial Sect, but the elusive Torredo assassins still made them suffer a big loss, and these assassins hidden in the shadows were silent, and they couldn't even notice it.

A black shadow slowly lurked towards Domas, but Domas didn't notice it, now he was just an ordinary old man, a dagger poked out of the darkness, and at the last moment, a withered palm grabbed the dagger, pulled the assassin out of the darkness, and killed him with a backhand.

"Thank you, Brother Ledu, please don't be distracted by me, I'm a useless old man, so keep an eye out for other places," said Dormas.

"Monk Domas has dedicated his life to the Inquisition, and His Highness the Son has great respect for you, and without you is the loss of the Inquisition," said the thin old man, Ledu.

The old monk in the Inquisition easily restrained nearly twenty people from the three major families of darkness, and Ledu also joined the battle strongly, Jardine Bieber and Eliza are already very powerful compared to people of the same age, but when they encounter the elite of the Torredo family, they are a little powerless, and they always need to leave a force to guard against sneak attacks. And Dranorovid's overwhelming strength made these old monks all shocked!

Except for Don Pedro, the chief referee, these old friars didn't know what Draenorovi's true ability was, and only occasionally heard the chief referee mention that it would become even more terrifying and murderous than Dereza in the future. In order to prevent Dranorovi from going astray, the referee assigned him the only task to meditate and pray every day.

Draenorovi is still comfortable in the face of two strong opponents, the Toredo family is called the night elves, unless the strength is much higher, no one can find the people of the Toredo family in the night, but now the night elves who are powerful in the Roman Empire and the dark land have no way to take Delanorovy. Delanorovi swaggered into the darkness, which was no different from a sheep in the mouth of a tiger to the Assassins of Torredo.

"Hey, be careful," Jatin Bieber shouted.

"Don't worry, when did Draenor do something impulsive," Eliza said.

In the darkness, the eight assassins of the Turuiduo family, and the eight Great Martial Sects assassinated one person, which can be said to be captured, but now things have changed a little. A dagger silently stabbed Draenor into the neck, but just as the dagger was about to touch Draenor, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and he didn't know what was neatly cut off, and screams kept coming out of the darkness, and two corpses were thrown out of it, and Justin Bieber watched dumbfounded.

"You two go and protect Monk Thomas, and if something happens to him, I will punish you," said Ledoux.

"Obedience"

Old Mengli had the upper hand on the three major families, and it was clear that the three dark families were on the verge of collapse, but they still did not order a retreat. Gangro Glico and a strong man of the family flanked Toulouse left and right, occupying the advantage of mid-air, although they could guarantee not to lose, they still could not advance in front of Toulouse's short sword. The battle scene of the old friars was very hot, and most of the buildings on both sides of the square had collapsed.

Suddenly raindrops fell in the air, and an old monk stood in the middle of the square, pressed his hands, and the infinite raindrops began to fall to the ground in a chaotic manner. Gligaard, who was fighting against Toulouse, suddenly felt that his usual easy movements began to lag, and all his movements were slowed down a little, although not much, but this flaw was enough to decide the victory. How could Toulouse give up such a good opportunity, raise his sword and shoot it from the ground to stab Gregor directly, Gregor is also a well-known powerhouse of the Gangero family, and hurriedly forcibly turned his wings and flapped his wings to raise his position, narrowly avoiding Toulouse's sword.

Not only Gregor, but also the raindrops, except for these people in the Inquisition, the movements of everyone in the Dark Family became sluggish. Old Meng Li had a smile on his face, his giant sword was not used for slashing, but for shooting. The strong man of the Mokawi family has quick eyes, and a pair of iron claws are clasped on the greatsword and will take away his sword, but in terms of strength, there is no one in the Inquisition who is more powerful than him.

"If I don't show up again, I'm afraid I'm going to lose," Gregor thought as he detached himself from the battlefield.

Two figures stabbed at Lao Mengli with spears on the left and right, his giant sword was held by the werewolves of the Mokawi family, and the two figures were extremely fast, and no one reacted, and the old Mengli was on the line between life and death.