In the face of Prince Smir's solitary battle, the faces of Lancelot and the others also changed greatly, this thousand-year-famous blood-sampire "blood brake weapon", the power is really extraordinary, it seems that this time it is more than lucky, and they didn't think that why this blood-sampire clan would suddenly find this blood brake weapon that has been missing for many years. ：

And Prince Smir won the blow and laughed happily: "Go, Sister Shi's wrath crushes these God's lackeys!"

"Peng" 'Blood Brake' let out a roar, as if it was pulling out qi to cheer, and four powerful blood lights burst out in the air, emitting an evil and bloody aura, and frantically covering the four Lancelots.

Seeing this, Lancelot frowned slightly, looked at each other, and the four of them roared in unison, and the Holy Cross Sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling holy light, and he went all out to meet the blood light.

"Boom ......" four bursting explosions burst out, Lancelot and the others only felt that it was dark in front of them, and their bodies lost control, fluttering up, and fell heavily on the grass more than ten meters away, smashing into the sand and stones, and the bones were painful and cracked, and the injury was indeed not light.

"Long live the Prince! Long live the Ancestor!" Seeing Smir's victory, the surrounding bloodsuckers cheered, and their courage doubled in an instant.

Prince Smir also became proud, and let out a terrible scream from the sky, as if he was angry, after so many years, he finally turned over!

And just as the vampires cheered, the anxious King Arthur (Lancelot) roared: "Slash!"

A holy light like a waterfall finally came out from the sword, like thunder, like a sharp flash, and it rumbled down like the power of heaven and earth.

"Come on. Even Yundong roared, and the Samadhi True Fire Sword stabbed forward, bursting out with a powerful crimson light flame, without dodging, and without hesitation, it collided with the terrifying holy light.

"Boom" flying sand and stones, heaven and earth are lost, powerful shock waves are chaotic everywhere, and the brilliance is extremely gorgeous.

Lian Yundong was rushed by a huge force, took two steps back, and before he could gain a firm foothold, the second holy light seemed to be unrelenting, and it hit him continuously.

"Come again. Lian Yundong roared without showing weakness, and stabbed forward again.

The second crimson flame and the second holy light collided again, and a pillar of sky-high light and a violent shockwave burst out in place.

"Bang" The golden body of the Buddha was mighty, and circles of Buddha light exploded, struggling to resist the energy damage caused by the terrible wind drama.

One step, two steps, three steps, the shock wave was too powerful, and Lian Yundong had no choice but to take three steps back, so depressed in his chest that he was about to vomit blood.

At this moment, King Arthur's (Lancelot's) third light arrived, and the piercing thunder seemed to grow louder and louder.

Lian Yundong's face changed greatly: Damn, that bullshit scabbard really completely healed King Arthur's injuries, but my injuries are getting worse and worse.

It's really unfair to be raised by a son of a bitch.

Roar: "Break"

The Samadhi True Musket swept through the air, splitting a huge arc of light and emitting scorching fireworks, heading towards the third ray.

"Boom" A colorful brilliance mixed with holy light and samadhi true fire rose into the sky, and a huge shock wave mixed with the aftermath of the previous two times, and it was even more powerful, and at the same time swooped down on Lian Yundong.

"Bang bang bang" Even Yundong felt that his body trembled violently, and he stepped back five steps in a row, and his body shook violently like a flat boat in the wind drama.

Suddenly, Lian Yundong could no longer suppress the rapidly turning injury, and opened his mouth: "Poof" A blood mist sprayed on the Samadhi True Fire Sword.

The blood-stained samadhi true fire seemed to sense the danger of the master's land, and the light flame that was originally like a waterfall suddenly became even more prosperous, bursting out a circle of blood sè light flames, which could withstand the powerful compound shock wave.

At this moment, Lian Yundong thoroughly understood, for so long, he was too big, he always thought that he was the invincible person who was the first in the world, and he always thought that he was very easy to deal with these Western minions, but this time he thoroughly understood that the world, not only the Eastern cultivation is magical!

In the haze, Lian Yundong seemed to hear King Arthur's surprised 'huh', and then, with a sound in front of him, the fourth holy light roared out, as if connecting the heavens and the earth, and the murderous aura slashed over.

Even Yundong's heart was crazy and bitter, but at this critical juncture, he could only spare his old life and roared: "Damn, it's fate, King Arthur, let's see who dies today." ”

In the hideous face, Lian Yundong clenched the Samadhi True Fire Sword, waved his hand, and suddenly, a huge protective layer surrounded him.

"Ding"

A continuous sound burst out, accompanied by a strange change in front of Lian Yundong:

The golden light protector that was originally close to the body suddenly became larger, turning into a huge shield more than one person high, with a red light, and then, a shield-shaped powerful light flame burst out from the shield, roaring like thunder, struggling to stop the fateful fourth holy light.

"Boom"

There was another terrifying loud bang on the ruins, and the fourth holy light was stopped, but the powerful shockwave mixed with the aftermath of the previous three times, and attacked Lian Yundong again with even more violent power.

Lian Yundong's face was like earth for a while, to be honest, if he didn't have any injuries now, such a shock wave could be stopped, but now, I'm afraid that his strength can't be reached, he really wants to pull out the Sky Cutting Sword, but he knows that the more he relies on the Sky Cutting Sword, the more he can't improve.

Sure enough, in an instant, the powerful and violent shock wave continuously hit the huge red light round shield, and in an instant, the round shield couldn't withstand the heavy blow, and the light became weaker and smaller, and quickly returned to its original state.

At this time, Lian Yundong only felt that his left arm was sore, his chest was burning violently, and suddenly there was a black place in front of him, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out: "Poof"

In the bloody rain, Lian Yundong suddenly retreated six or seven steps, and crashed out of a passage in the chaotic ruins.

"Hahahaha......" King Arthur's (Lancelot) haughty laughter came from the light curtain: "Fifth slash, go die." ”

"Boom" The huge thunder shook the sky, the light penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the fifth holy light struck out in a row.

Lian Yundong was stunned, he was injured repeatedly, he was exhausted, how could he still block this violent blow again!

Helplessly, Lian Yundong had no choice but to let out a long roar, and the Samadhi True Fire Sword flew out of his hand, turning into a sky-high red dragon, and facing the fifth holy light with all his might.

"Boom"

The red light burst out and danced wildly, but instead of rushing into the sky with the fifth holy light, it rolled upside down towards Lian Yundong with the powerful fifth holy light.

As soon as Lian Yundong's frightened face appeared, the powerful fifth holy light arrived, and there was a dazzling light in front of him, and the huge energy cháo quickly engulfed Lian Yundong.

"Hmph!" Lian Yundong snorted, and his entire body flew up like a cannonball, propelled by huge energy to crash out of a straight trench twenty or thirty meters long in the huge ruins

On the grass, in the midst of Prince Smir's wild laughter, Lancelot slowly stood up from the ground, although the corners of his mouth were bloody, his face was still tenacious and resolute, and his chest was proudly erect.

Immediately afterwards, Both, Gawain, and Percival also rose from the sand, gravel and grass clippings, their backs still straight, although they were more seriously injured than Lancelot and vomited more blood, but they still did not give up.

Prince Smir was a little stunned, and immediately laughed evilly: "God's lackeys, don't you still admit defeat? Okay, I'll take a little more effort to send you to see the bullshit God, so that you can know what God looks like?"

The four Holy Cross swords were slowly raised in the air, and the four of Lancelot looked at the incomparably powerful 'Blood Brake' in the air, although they were dignified, they were not afraid.

Suddenly, led by Lancelot, the four of them chanted loudly together: "We are the bravest knights, follow the holy King Arthur, we are the most loyal guards, guard the skies of Great Britain, we are the most devout believers, believe in the holy God, please give us strength to the light of the gods!"

For a moment, the four Holy Cross swords trembled violently, and suddenly roared into the air together.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and four powerful holy lights seemed to fly from the sky, splitting through the thick black clouds. Straight shè on the four Holy Cross swords.

In an instant, the four Holy Cross Swords in mid-air began to gather energy frantically, flashing violently like four scorching suns.

Prince Smir's face changed, knowing that the four of Lancelot were playing with their lives, they didn't dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly roared: "Come on, the ultimate mystery of the vampire clan, the last anger and grief from the blood!"

Suddenly, the blood light of the 'Blood Brake' in the sky burst out one after another, as if a bloody torch was emitting a scorching light.

Soon, the giant knuckles of the blood sè suddenly bent up one by one, and made a strange gesture.

This gesture seems to be full of anger and sorrow, sadness and resentment, unwillingness and struggle, making the gathered power have a terrible evil aura and resentment, but it is surprisingly powerful!

Lancelot and the others' faces changed slightly, and they finally felt that the four Holy Cross Swords had gathered enough strength, and hurriedly shouted: "Light of the Gods!"

"Boom" the sky, and the four Holy Cross swords snatched out thousands of holy lights, and quickly spun down fiercely from the sky towards Prince Smir.

Prince Smir didn't dare to lag behind at all, and roared angrily: "Break out, the strongest force of the first sister's blood is broken!"

The "Boom" Blood Demon suddenly resembled a huge petal, blooming countless stamens and emitting countless powerful blood lights, overwhelmingly facing the four Holy Cross Swords, which was actually very overwhelming.

"Boom, boom, boom......" There was a loud bang in the air, as if four huge red and white ceremonial flowers had bloomed.

In the frenzied flames, a powerful shock wave swept out in all directions in the air, and in an instant, the wind and clouds moved, the thunder rolled, and the abnormal jīng color!

Suddenly, "Bang Bang Bang"

In the sky, there were four loud bangs, and the four dimly lit Holy Cross Swords fell from the sky like falling rocks, and they all sank into the grass, revealing only the blackened hilt and the broken small half of the sword body, and the holy sword was dim, and it was estimated that it had suffered a great setback. Obviously, these four Holy Cross swords had already been defeated in the battle against the 'Blood Demon Weapon', and Smir was still easy and effortless.

Looking at the incredulous eyes of the four Lancelots, Prince Smir laughed: "There is nothing to be done, God's lackeys, now, I am your God, let me die." ”

Prince Smir didn't even use the 'Blood Brake', and with a single step of his ten sharp claws, he sent out four bloody rays and pounced on the four of Lancelot.

The strength of the poor Twelve Knights of the Round Table mainly comes from the summoning of the Holy Cross Sword to the Holy Power, and their own strength is not much stronger than ordinary people, and it is their own strength and quality that the vampires have cultivated all year round, how can this group of Knights of the Round Table withstand this violent blow of Prince Smir.

"Bang Bang"

The four blood rays hit the target one by one, and the four of Lancelot let out a terrible scream, blood spurted wildly from their mouths, and they crashed backwards like a speeding train, and fell heavily on the grass, already dying, and this place, indeed, Smir did not spare his hand.

"Lancelot!"

"Gawain!"

"Both!"

"Percival!"

The other eight Knights of the Round Table were shocked, and they all slashed their swords, forcing away the opponents in front of them, and all gathered in front of the seriously injured Lancelot four, and set up a circular defensive formation, and the border guards attacked.

In an instant, the situation on the grass took a sharp turn for the worse, and the situation of the original war was gone, and the vampire clan had a clear upper hand, and victory was imminent.

Despite this, on the other side, at this time, Lian Yundong was still fighting hard.

The smoke and dust were all over the sky, and Lian Yundong's figure, which had hit a passage from the ruins, had just froze, and a third blood mist erupted, and a Venus appeared in front of him, his limbs were almost unconscious as if they were broken, and his chest was as uncomfortable as pressing thousands of boulders, this feeling was really uncomfortable.

Such a terrifying strength, worthy of being called a strong figure at the Central Asian Saint level of the Holy See, was able to burst out with such a regrettable energy.

"Sixth Slash!"

From the remaining shock wave and light curtain, there was a deep roar of fire from King Arthur (Lancelot), mixed with admiration, surprise, and anger.

"Boom"

The sixth holy light shot out from Iscalibo, and the hazy eyes of the seriously injured Lian Yundong could no longer see the scene in front of him, only to feel a dazzling burning pain on the blurred retina, and a violent energy cháo poured towards him, and the energy of this blow was even more powerful than the last one.

Lian Yundong knew very well in his heart that he was already seriously injured, and if he couldn't stop this sixth shockwave, maybe he wouldn't need King Arthur's final blow at all, and he would have seen the smile of death.

Under the huge crisis, Lian Yundong burst out with the last courage and strength, because he was unwilling, and roared like a tiger: "Come on, King Arthur, I can still fight, fight to the death!"

All the jīng power penetrated into the Samadhi True Fire, and the Samadhi True Fire finally aroused its greatest potential even after receiving the blood of Lian Yundong's three mouthfuls.

"Roar" In a clear dragon chant, the Samadhi True Fire burst out of the red light like a waterfall, and an illusory red dragon flew out of Lian Yundong's body, and the wind became bigger and bigger, and the momentum quickly surrounded and spread.

With eyes like electricity, blood like a basin, and a huge red dragon face, it didn't hesitate to drag its huge body and crash into the sixth holy light.

"Boom"

The red dragon and the sixth holy light 'kissed' together like a comet hitting the earth, and time froze strangely for a moment, and after two or three seconds, another terrible loud bang suddenly erupted.