When the Fiat crystal sword was withdrawn, the purple blood burst out like a fountain and poured over Liu Zhenzhen's head and face. Stirred by the hot blood, his wildness was like a wild fire in a prairie fire, making Liu Zhenzhen completely forget about this.
From there, he stood up and kicked away the fallen corpse. With a roar like thunder, he slashed at the two-winged nightmare that was still struggling on the ground with a sword.
There was a cracking sound, and when the huge horse's head was cut open, his body was like a flying sharp arrow, flipping three times in the air, scattering a large amount of blood droplets, and sprayed it with a golden color.
With the agility only an elf can do, he jumped into the air among the chaotic temple knights. After knocking down a knight in the air, he grabbed a nightmare horse by its leg with one hand and swung it around like a mace.
Every nightmare knight can't believe what he sees. Even the silver-eyed knight who has absorbed the six-winged nightmare and promoted to the king of heaven, with a large increase in physique and strength, can never achieve such terrifying divine power!
A nightmare weighs at least 1,500 mocha, which is about one ton when converted into Aegean. Every nightmare with such a weight is a thick and solid mountain of meat, and this mountain of meat is now in Liu Zhanzhen's hand, waving it
It doesn't weigh more than a bean sprout.
The Nightmare Knight who was hit by this non-standard weapon felt as if he had been in a car accident, and it was a train!
They all flew out with their horses and people, running over flowers and plants, collapsing sculpture fountains, and making the eardrum-exploding sound of bones breaking.
No matter what force reaches its peak, it is an uncontestable existence!
The nightmare knights in this squadron are all temple guardian knights, and their martial arts and arcane skills are excellent choices, but in this situation, they have no power to fight back!
Their original charging formation, which was very regular, had long since been turned into an omitted fence where wild boars had ravaged due to the uninterrupted "Blood Moon Flywheel" of the two blood warriors! For the knights who emphasized cooperative combat, encountering them in a stagnant state
A physical attack from a war puppet, there is no second choice between life and death!
"Blood Moon Flywheel" is a blood system wizard-level spell that even the Aegean dragon would frown upon!
In knight novels, the brave man who was beaten into a sieve and was able to charge with a sword does not exist in reality. Each "Blood Moon Flywheel" has an elemental blade with a standard diameter of 25 centimeters and rotates in reverse to cut.
Mixed with 15% of the blood-sucking aura, if the magic resistance is not enough, even if it is rubbed on the arm, the entire arm will basically be wiped out. If the excessive blood loss is not treated, it will quickly cause shock, and then blood loss.
Death from too much!
With the magic resistance and armor of these Temple Nightmare Knights, how could they withstand such a blow?
Arcane magic is not scary, what is scary is this series of launches, uninterrupted high-speed surge! What is scary is such high, such vicious attack power!
Once the fallen magic is fully realized, its viciousness is hard to describe!
The high-pressure dual firepower, coupled with the terrifying power and agility of Liu Zhenshao, destined this battle to be anything but a level contest!
However, the Temple Knights were not willing to fail. The scattered formation and the high-speed maneuverability of the cavalry made it impossible for Liu Zhensha to eliminate so many people in a short time. After all, single-target attack magic is not a large-scale covering magic. With the lives of his partners,
At the cost, the nightmare knights who got a chance to breathe regrouped in twos and threes in the distance and quickly organized their queues.
Having lost their team flag, their faces were filled with tragedy and determination.
Although it has been seen that there is a huge difference in strength, for the knight, courage is enough to charge.
Liu Zhenshao gave them time to organize their formation. As a holy mage, he could never bully the juniors.
He threw away the nightmare that had been smashed into pulp in his hand. He picked up the seven transparent crystal swords one by one from the pool of blood and held them horizontally in his hands. The sharp swords stained with blood shone with a faint light.
The light is like the bloodthirsty eyes of a nightmare.
The left bank fist armor was stretched out in an instant, forming a fake Frozen Throne armor. Six frozen air flag guns spread out from the back of his back armor like fast-growing vines. The frozen air flags composed of green and white colors were endless.
The wind moves automatically, flashing the Pandora rose and feather emblems in and out.
The King of the Left Bank!
There is no temple knight who cannot recognize what this armor means, but the establishment of the temple knights is not affiliated with the army, and no silver pupil has the right to act against the goddess of dreams. The hatred and anger of the temple knights are also
It is impossible to weaken at all because of this armor!
Liu Zhenshao, whose killing intent was as high as a volcano, could no longer suppress his own aura. Powerful and surging elemental vibrations shook the balance of space, and murderous intent as sharp as a knife permeated the entire world.
The well-trained nightmare mounts screamed in panic, pacing back and forth anxiously and uneasily. Every nightmare knight with keen perception was as helpless and desperate as facing a mountain falling from the sky when exposed to this elemental fluctuation.
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Silver ripples, one inside another, rippled, swayed, and disintegrated like a whirlpool in front of Liu Zhen. This was an unwilling temple knight commanding his mount to send a "spiritual shock" to him.
A stream may drown ants, but it will never bring a tide to the sea. For Liu Zhenzhen, this level of mental attack is no different from the cool breeze blowing in midsummer.
In front of the empty temple, amidst the muddy corpses and blood, Liu Zhenshao quietly faced the group of nightmare knights in the distance.
Just him.
Time has left indelible traces of rampage and violence on his face, and his eyes are like a storm sweeping across the plain.
Many devout ascetics who fell to the ground even held their breath at this moment, forgetting to get up and groaning in pain, and looked at the horrific scene in front of them with dull eyes.
Countless flying flowers were picked up by the wind and scattered on the pool of blood, covering up the dazzling blood.
"Is your mother still weaning you? You can't even charge, so what kind of knight are you?" Liu Zhenzhen wiped his face, and his mean ridicule was like a sharp awl, piercing the heart and soul of every temple knight.
If the Behemoth Knights were faced with such a situation, Liu Zhenzhen absolutely believed that they would take off the Misori armor and use the most primitive charge to turn a blood stain on the opponent's medal. The hesitation of these demon knights made him lose
The last trace of respect for the enemy.
However, he ignored one detail. As both clergymen and fanatical believers, these demon temple knights did not lack the courage to die. They were just waiting. Although the temple knights were brave, they did not lack brains.
Groups of reinforcements of nightmare knights came from all directions, crushing the flowers as fast as the wind. In an instant, nearly a thousand more sharp-edged temple guardians appeared on the square in front of the temple.
The blood and the death of their comrades have completely ignited the frantic nerves of these temple guardians.
The flowers trampled into fragrant mud under the feet of the flaming hooves also triggered Liu Zhenzhen's uncontrollable bloodthirst. He was the King of Flowers, and this blatant provocation eroded his sanity.
Approaching twenty tall demon statues with rugged bones, they moved with sonorous steps and stood up from the crowd of temple knights with terrifying and ferocious appearances. These demon statues were all bone puppets, about five meters tall, with silver rippling all over their bodies.
The flame symbols are made of the bones of unknown giant beasts. Every part of the body is as thick as a log, and the joints are like knotted thorns. Each tall bone puppet holds a stick in its hand.
A long and thick bone club with a giant crystal cone welded to the tip.
The five phalanxes of nightmare knights far and near were as stable as a rock. After praising the name of the god, these temple guardian knights pulled down their masks one after another and started to move forward on their mounts.
The arcanist's chant began to echo in unison.
The bone puppet's progress is like a death knell.
Killing a few demons would naturally not bring any psychological burden to Liu Zhensha, and such a seemingly powerful battle was even less likely to frighten him who was born in the military. However, he was still a little depressed. Today's fight was too much.
Xili was confused ----- Could it be that just because he caused a few waves of flowers, these temple knights must kill him? What the hell is this nonsense?
"Gate to the Starry Sky" quietly unfolded behind Liu Zhenzhen, and Avril and Alizee appeared beside Lao Liu.
The approved weight of this dual-cultivation portal is very limited, but Avril wearing a military vest and Elizee can still pass through, which makes people lament the injustice of fate to Liu Zhenzhen's weight.
"You shouldn't have come!" Liu Zhenshao muttered, "You simply despise my ability!"
"Tsk tsk! What a great posture!" Alijie held the "Wrath of the Sky" magic bow in her hand, flapped her sapphire blue transparent wings, flew up from the ground, floated above Liu Zhancheng's head, and pulled out four items from her backpack with her backhand.
A stalk of dog's tail grass, an originally soft spike of grass, quickly turned into four sharp thorn arrows as streaks of oily green light rolled past.
"Don't expose yourself indiscriminately!" Liu Zhenshao ignored the situation in front of him and stopped Avril from preparing to reveal the Death Lord Ring and summon an army of Ringwraiths.
"It's not a big deal, we can handle it ourselves." Xiao Ai only glanced at it and gave up the plan of activating the space ring and mobilizing the army. Instead, he took out the shield gem and Orgusto from the densely packed pockets of his uniform vest.
Staffs, these pure natural magic props only need to be infused with a little elemental power to stimulate their use.
Xiao Ai's "Haikui true identity" has also appeared. Now she holds four shield gems and four arcane staffs in her eight slender hands. Her still graceful and beautiful face has a strong and fierce look.
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The power was out for another day today due to rural line reconstruction, and it didn't come until five o'clock. I asked, and the electricians still have at least four or five days of busy work, so in the next few days I will be able to write and update at night.
There is another chapter tonight, before twelve o'clock.
I'm quite surprised. After more updates, why do the people who criticize me also increase in popularity?
Even if it didn't break out yesterday, there were still four chapters. Doesn't it count as no update?
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