A burst of commotion came from the entrance door, and the brief silence was destroyed. Huang Ju turned his head and looked upward. When he saw the person who appeared, the cold arrogance on his face was instantly replaced by a humble smile.
"Dear Archbishop Camor, I'm glad to see you here."
The archbishop in black robes, a skinny old man, Kamor, stood behind him with five people. Four paladins in light golden armor, and a young bishop in red robes. When this lineup appeared here, everyone
Everyone was trembling with fear.
Even though the black-robed Archbishop is an inconspicuous old man, his power is not far behind that of His Majesty the Emperor of the Huanglong Empire. What's more, he is also a high-level Holy Magister. Stationed in the Huanglong Empire, ordinary strong men are not qualified.
And behind his thin body, the faint coercion exuded by the five young people was obviously not easy to do. Especially the obvious attire on their bodies.
The white iron armor is an ordinary silver armored knight, the white silver armor is a bright knight, the bright silver armor is a temple guard knight, and these four wearing light golden armor are paladins. Four paladins who are equivalent to fourth-level powerhouses.
The young bishop in red must be a powerful man at the level of the third-order Grand Magister, otherwise, he would not be qualified to wear that set of clothes.
If the good ones don't come, the coming ones are bad ones. The black-robed archbishop Camor personally brought people here, and he also brought five young strong men with him. His intention is self-evident.
"Five Dukes, I think the church in the Huanglong Empire has the right to allow five of them to advance directly. Among the three teams, they count as one. What are the opinions of the five Dukes?"
Kamor's voice was rich and powerful, not like a thin old man at all, but like a middle-aged strong man. After he finished speaking, it took a while before someone made a sound of surprise.
Everyone turned their attention to that voice. The person who made the voice was none other than Zhuoran. Seeing the puzzled and surprised look on his face, everyone was stunned.
Archbishop Camor ignored the five dukes, but looked at Zhuoran and asked: "Young man, do you have any opinions?"
Zhuoran smiled and said: "No, I have no opinion. But, I have a question."
Kamo Xiao asked with interest: "What questions do you have, please tell me?"
Zhuoran said: "What will be the ranking of the team you mentioned after automatic promotion? That's what I want to ask."
"Nonsense, of course the church's team is number one!" shouted a rough-looking paladin.
Kamor nodded slightly and did not deny it. What the paladin said was obviously what he wanted to say.
When Zhuo Ran heard this, his slightly pale and handsome face instantly darkened, and he said: "I don't care whether you advance automatically or not, I only want the first place prize. If you want to take the prize away, I won't agree.
Your promotion."
"How dare you dare to be so arrogant when you see the respected archbishop in black, Kom, take him down!" the rough-faced young paladin shouted. As soon as his voice fell, a young man with a handsome face behind him shone with a holy light.
With the white light, he was about to jump into the arena.
"Camor, what this young man said is right!" A loud vicissitudes of voice suddenly appeared in the sky, and the paladin named Kom stopped.
I saw a figure flying quickly in the sky full of golden red glow. In a few breaths, a distance of three or four kilometers passed by. When the figure came closer, it was a skinny old man, wearing a blue-grey robe that looked like
It is very shabby, and it exudes the smell of rotten wood, like an ordinary old man who has half a foot in to observe. It is extremely ordinary.
The blue whirlwind controlled by the old man disappeared and came riding the wind. This is a condition that only a Holy Magister can achieve. Judging from his skillful appearance, it is obvious that he is not an ordinary Holy Magister, but a person in the profession of Holy Magister.
They are all relatively powerful beings. Otherwise, Paladin Kom, who is a fourth-level strongman himself, would not stop moving.
"Holy Magister Devin, long time no see!" Camor had a stern old face, obviously not happy to see this old man.
The identity of this old man named De Wen has already been revealed. He is the only powerful person in the Huanglong Empire, a senior holy magician. With his old age, he has made countless efforts for the Huanglong Empire. However, when he was young, his talent was limited.
He is so outstanding that two hundred years have passed, but he still has not stepped into the holy realm and become the most powerful fifth-level saint. It is sad.
"Archbishop Camor, the church has its privileges to exercise, but the honor of the empire cannot be trampled on at will. If the church is promoted directly, it can become the third place, but it can never become the first or even the second place. This is my old Devin
No one can change the decision. Unless you let the church team also participate in the competition and use their strength to compete for first place."
Although Dewen's voice was old, his domineering tone really made Zhuo Ran's heart heat up. This old man was indeed a strong man, and he had a strong heart.
"Dewen, don't go too far." Camor shouted loudly.
Devin had a calm old face and was extremely arrogant, so he didn't even bother to reply.
Zhuoran looked at Dewen with satisfaction and thought to himself: "If there were more people like this in this world, then Yun Qing and I wouldn't be too lonely!"
The young cardinal shouted, "Supreme God, use your power to punish the enemy, the Sword of the Judge!"
Suddenly, the already dark sky suddenly became brighter. A huge lightsaber about ten meters long and five meters wide was slashed from the air and slashed towards the thin old Devin. With unparalleled power,
The gentle light has a sharp aura, as if it wants to cut off countless dark sins. The sword of judge that Wendy had used before, but in the hands of this cardinal, it turned out to be so powerful, that unparalleled
The aura made Zhuoran feel chilled, and he would never block it unless necessary.
Under such a strong attack, there was no so-called darkness and sin, only a skinny old man who looked extremely pitiful.
Zhuoran wanted to help, but there were some problems with his body. He was disappointed and couldn't do anything.
"Wind tornado!"
Devin shouted low, and above his head, a cyan whirlpool suddenly appeared, more than one foot high, and it hit the lightsaber several times its size. After floating for a distance, the whirlwind
As if receiving some powerful help, the spin instantly expanded to a height of more than 20 meters, and instantly enveloped the oncoming giant sword of judgment.
Woohoo!
The hurricane continued to spin, but it flew towards the sky with the giant sword. After flying more than a thousand meters, there was a slight "bang" sound, the hurricane and the giant sword turned into little elements and disappeared together.
The young cardinal spat out a mouthful of blood, and old Devin used magic to run away. The backlash caused him to be slightly injured. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he felt much better.
The other four paladins had long swords condensed with white light in their hands, and they were about to attack Old Devin, but they were stopped by Archbishop Camor.
"Dewen, I will listen to you this time. Our church team is ranked third, let them fight for first and second place. However, Devin, you should understand what the purpose of our church is."
After Kamor said these words, he left with the five young strong men. He actually did not attack Devin, as if he was worried about something.
Devin's body was lifted up by the wind, and he disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
Everyone came back to their senses and looked at the competition arena. The pretty girl and Huang Ju were still waiting carefully, as if they were waiting for this moment to pass.
boom!
Yun Qing held the knife diagonally with both hands, and his slender body turned into a stream of light, and rushed in front of Huang Ju in an instant. The thunder fighting energy was fully activated, and the invisible but substantial silver-white thread floated from the demon knife.
out.
A knife passed by at an angle. The knife's light was bright and cold light flashed.
There was no sound of weapons clashing. There was only a slight chissing sound. This was the sound of her knife cutting through the air, and the sound of the silver-white thread emerging from her knife cutting through the yellow and orange protective fighting energy.
Yun Qing did not go head-to-head with Huang Ju. She cleverly flirted with him, but was easily dodged by the opponent. The spreading fighting spirit was expected to hit the opponent's body, but was blocked by a thin layer of air that suddenly appeared.
The bright blue fighting spirit defended him.
Passing by, Yun Qing slowly retreated, trying to distance herself from him. However, Huang Ju, who clearly felt threatened, began to take the initiative to attack.
Huang Ju suddenly turned around and said coldly: "It's my turn to attack!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Yun Qing retreated at full speed; as soon as the words fell, Huang Ju rushed out.
In the competition arena, one person advances and the other retreats. Under the chase, they are like wolves and rabbits running wildly. Huang Ju is the evil wolf, and Yun Qing is the white rabbit.
In this place without burrows, it is obvious that Yunqing, as a white rabbit, is extremely dangerous.
Within a breath, Huang Ju's figure caught up with Yun Qing. He did not use the purple gold sword, but stretched out his free right hand and grabbed Yun Qing, as if he wanted to catch her before doing other things.
Zhuo Ran's face was full of tension and anger, but he could only sit still.
Just when Huang Ju's dirty hands were about to grab Yun Qing's flying black hair, a flash of blue light suddenly lit up, and the Blue Ice Sword appeared in Yun Qing's hand. This is a sword that can store magic power and can also change the hilt.
The water magic stone here provides magic power.
"Ice!"
A violent blue light exuding icy coldness suddenly appeared, and an iceberg condensed out, directly encompassing the entire area five feet behind Yun Qing. And among the two-foot-high iceberg, Huang Ju was suddenly frozen.
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The silver-white sword replaced the lusterless blue ice sword. Yun Qing jumped up with the sword and slashed directly at Huang Ju.
Time is extremely urgent; opportunities are fleeting!
Bang!
The frozen yellow orange was glowing with bright blue fourth-level fighting spirit. The light of its fighting spirit suddenly rose to a height of three meters, and it shattered the iceberg so directly and violently.
The Purple Gold Sword was raised, and with a swipe, a blue sword energy shot out. Yun Qing's pretty face in mid-air was filled with shock. She raised the red cherry sword to block the sword energy, but her slender body was hit by the powerful force.