"The holy light will never be erased! The broken sword will eventually be recast!"
"Light Blade! Please protect this city again!"
Something incredible has come.
The light of the Knight sword in Charlie's hand burst out, and it surged from the inside to the outside from the hilt, and then it rose step by step, keeping rising.
If it is a normal knight sword, it is not clear. However, Charlie's sword body was torn out by the Caucasian barbarians, like three hollow patterns. The holy light rose and passed through the three claw marks and could be clearly seen.
One size!
Two grids!
Three grids!
Just like charging, the holy light quickly rose to the tip of the sword.
The light on the blade is getting stronger and stronger and more gorgeous.
Finally, it burst out!
The holy light gushed from Charlie's body, and his whole body was like a torch condensed by the holy light, which was particularly dazzling in the night.
Every pore is erupting in holy light, and every hair turns into a sacred golden color.
The golden holy sword in his hand held up high and then slashed heavily.
The sword energy roared, and no grass existed within ten steps.
The Caucasian barbarians in front of them widened their eyes in disbelief, and their eyes moved to the middle at the same time.
A drop of blood bleeds out in the midline of the field of vision, then slides down, and eventually erupts.
The strong light dimmed, the field of vision was divided into two, and it turned over to both sides at the same time, and then fell into eternal darkness.
Charlie retracted the Knight's Sword incredibly.
Because of the eruption of the holy light, the sword body was under a strong load, and fine cracks appeared on the claw marks, and then they broke little by little.
Looking at the Knight's sword that was only half left in his hand, Charlie was not sad, but was particularly happy.
Because the sword body is lighter, my sword control skills seem to have been much stronger.
The most important thing is to understand your own thoughts and perfectly merge your mind with the broken sword.
Not only can it enter the sword body, but it can also be stuffed.
Unlike before, it was very reluctant to go in, and could only rub and linger at the entrance, let alone stuffed.
"So, the bigger the better, nor the longer the better!"
The other Teutonic monks were all inspired.
"So the smaller the better, the shorter the stronger!"
"No wonder I always have no idea when using sword-controlling techniques. It turns out that I am too big."
"If you understand, you understand, you will be cut!"
In normal combat, we are cautious in cherishing weapons, fearing that the weapon gap is rolled.
For example, you cannot use a sword to chop trees and chop firewood.
What angle should the blade be taken when chopping people to avoid the blade breaking down.
When stabbing a person, draw the sword as deep as you stab it, so as not to break the sword body under the rush of the horse.
There are also various tips, all of which are for protecting weapons.
But on the other hand, the knights understood how to wear out or even destroy the weapons faster.
Kick!
Bang bang bang bang!
Soon, the Teutonic monks grinned.
Some people cut half of it, some people cut them all, holding bare hilts in their hands and shouting the name of the Holy Light.
"Light Blade! Please protect this city again!"
Firm belief burst out instantly, condensed into a stream of pouring into the hilt of the sword, and then rose and bloomed little by little!
The power of light condensed into a sword blade, and the head stretched out, then expanded little by little and became longer and wider.
Not to mention the Teutonic monks, even Yang Muyun was stunned.
Damn, what I call you is sword control, not lightsaber disguise.
What I ask you to "control" is the sword, not the will of the sword, nor the holy light.
Why did they all get the flashlight out?
But it is undeniable that the lightsaber is really powerful!
Without the burden of the sword body, the Teutonic monks were faster and their paces were lighter.
Before, the Caucasian barbarians were bullied by the speed of beastization and were so bad that they were not bullied. Now, the Teutonic monk can barely keep up with the Caucasian barbarians.
Moreover, the lightsaber is light and has no substance.
The Caucasian barbarians instinctively raised their weapons to block the attack, but the lightsaber directly penetrated the weapon and was on the flesh and blood.
The claws of the Caucasian barbarians attacked the Teutonic monk, but were blocked by the lightsaber.
The Caucasian barbarians who are directly involved can't do it anymore. Is this thing physical or non-physical?
The result of being incomprehensible is that the lightsaber cuts its neck and pierces the heart.
The Moon God's protection did not even have a chance to take effect, and the Caucasian barbarians fell to the ground.
Yang Muyun is always concerned about the situation on the battlefield. No matter who is injured, a holy light containing the power of harvest will be scattered down. The majestic vitality instantly heals the wound and restores vitality.
The strong holy light condensed into substance, like liquid, smearing the warm liquid on his face. The Teutonic monks all sighed that the rain came in time, and it rained in time.
Although the Teutonic monks often shouted "Light Blade" when they were still Teutonic Knights, the effects they received were very limited, at most they were attached to the weapon vendor a holy light power.
This layer of holy light power can cause heavier damage to heresy and can also produce a burning effect.
The Knights' collective display can produce qualitative changes and have an invincible momentum.
However, while the holy light attaches to the sword edge, it will cause heavy load on the sword body. The materials of ordinary weapons will show signs of weathering, especially the sword blade part, which is already weak, and almost all weathered after a big battle.
This also makes the Knight's sword wider, thicker, and more duller.
It is precisely after using the heavy knight sword that I understand more about how convenient and lightweight the lightsaber is.
"Compared with the knight, it's such a qualitative leap!"
First of all, I took off my heavy armor and lost the burden of armor.
Then he mastered the magical sword control technique, from following the sword to following the sword, further reducing the weight.
Now the heavy knight sword was abandoned, replaced by the lightsword without physical body, with almost no burden on it, and it was about to fly.
"Array! Attack!"
A group of Teutonic monks lined up and swung their swords forward at the same time, and the strong holy light erupted in the form of sword energy.
Its momentum is like a wall, pushing straight forward, and the blocking is invincible, and both humans and beasts are shattered.
On the other hand, the Pighead Man's record is a bit mediocre.
The speed disadvantage is fatal.
Pigheads have thick skin and flesh, and are not known for their speed and flexibility.
Even if there is magical magic, if you step out, you will know how far you can rush out, and the pighead man dares not use it rashly.
Facing the Caucasian barbarians who are wandering around, unstable, and elusive, the pig-headed man is almost led by the nose, unable to catch up, and running around in a hurry.
Seeing the Teutonic monk chasing the Caucasian barbarians' light and agitated, the pighead was anxious and angry.
On the other side, the Caucasian barbarians were shocked by lightsabers and had no intention of fighting.
"Go roll!"
"Get out quickly!"
"Get away!"
The Caucasian barbarians began to escape, widen the distance, withdraw from the battlefield, and ignore the entanglement of the Teutonic monks.
But at this time, Yang Muyun smiled.
"Run? It's too late!"
The elephant head man walked leisurely to the camp.
He lowered his head and rolled up the huge rock on the ground, swung it a few times, and then threw it out suddenly.
call out……
The huge rocks bombarded the Caucasian barbarians in the queue of the sharp roar.
After killing a few unlucky people, they jumped and rolled forward, but before they could land, they collapsed and disintegrated, and disintegrated into a pile of gravel.
The rumbling giant stone fell down like raindrops, and all the Caucasian barbarians who were running away were complaining.
These stones were all the traps they threw away before and destroyed.
Some huge rocks flew over the heads of the Caucasian barbarians, hit the mountain wall in front and bounced back. The Caucasian barbarians running at high speed avoided it and hit the stone hard, smashing them to pieces.
In a volley, dozens of huge stones hit the mountain wall in front at the same time.
Crack Crack Crack Crack!
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Rumble!
A landslide, the huge mountain peeled off in its entirety, and then bombarded the ground like an avalanche. The smoke and dust covering the sky rushed into the sky, and the dark clouds covered the full moon like iron curtains.
Seeing this scene, the Caucasian barbarians were frightened.
"No!"
The many setbacks before failed to terrify the Caucasian barbarians, but now, they are all like old dogs with broken spine, lying on the ground limply.