Although Chen Yan was not harmed in any way.

But the feeling of turning from strong to weak made Chen Ye feel very weak.

Not physical, but psychological.

This also caused others to see Chen Ye and feel that Chen Ye is now injured.

"Mr. Chen, don't you really need a Holy Light? It works well."

Of course, Matthew has the intention to draw in and make friends with Chen Yan.

But the doctrine of the church also taught him that he could not die.

In public and private, Matthew hopes to help Chen Yi.

However, Chen Xun didn't want to receive any light magic treatment at all.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I was not injured, I was just weak, not injured." Chen Yi responded weakly.

"Okay." Matthew nodded helplessly. "If you really need it, tell me at any time."

Chen Yan shrugged, in fact Chen Yan's condition has been very good.

Matthew and other five people, plus one Chen Chen, the six of them had no precise goal, they just chose a direction to move forward.

It didn't take long before they found an area with countless bones scattered.

The bones have completely covered the place, and when you look around, there is no end to the pieces of bones.

These bones are human and other biological, large and small.

In the vast sea of ​​bones, there are still many weapons inserted in the bone pile.

"Here ..." Matthew frowned.

He and his companions were the successors of the church, and they were both bearing the power of the Holy Light.

So they are very uncomfortable with the area of ​​death in front of them.

Chen Ye didn't like it either, he walked on the ground full of bones and stomped.

There is no doubt that it used to be the Shura field.

Countless living creatures are fighting here, fighting each other.

In the end, only this tired bone was left.

"What the **** is this?"

"How many dead people are buried here?"

Don't mention the number of dead people here, I am afraid that it is difficult to know the number of races killed here.

Too many miscellaneous bones.

If ordinary people set foot here, they would be scared to death.

Just then, ten people appeared ahead.

Those ten were obviously in a team.

The people in the team stopped when they saw Chen Kun and others, and both sides were watching each other.

Neither side acted blindly.

Matthew's confidence is outstanding, but they are a minority after all.

The strength of the opponent is unknown, and the number is obviously dominant.

If you rashly invade, you will probably suffer a lot.

Chen Yan frowned slightly and turned to look at Matthew.

At this moment, Matthew and his companions are highly war-fighting.

This makes Chen Kun more confused.

Although it was only a first encounter with Matthew, there was not much communication.

But the impression that Matthew should be the kind of gentle and elegant person.

It's completely different from his temperament at the moment.

How to meet people across the board suddenly became so impulsive.

"Matthew, what affected you?" Chen Yan reminded in a statement.

Matthew froze for a moment, sobering up instantly.

"It's the breath here ..." Matthew's face couldn't help changing.

"Orlando, Philo, Park Antu, Angie! Calm down!" Matthew reminded.

Everyone heard Matthew's magical voice, and they all awakened from their manic and irritable emotions.

Matthew glanced at Chen Yan: "Mr. Chen, thank you, are you not affected?"

"Influential, but still retains his sanity." Chen Yan said.

In fact, it is not completely unaffected, but because Chen Ye personally observes the situation on the scene with a condescending attitude.

He did not regard the other ten people as opponents, so naturally he did not have that kind of high war.

Therefore, compared with other people, Chen Yun is more able to restrain his emotions and examine others with an onlooker attitude.

However, although Matthew and others were reminded by Chen Wei, they recovered their senses.

But the ten people in the opposite place did not so easily fade the manic mood.

"You guys, you are also part of the Holy Glory. We'd better calm down now." Matthew restored his calmness and moderation in the past, and he tried to use his attitude to resolve the hostility and warfare of the other side.

Hesitation and embarrassment all surfaced from the other ten people.

The ever-changing eyes seemed to be fighting fiercely with them.

But at this moment, a red figure fell from the sky without warning and fell directly on the center area of ​​both sides.

Among the scattered bones and dust, a line appeared.

It was a man with red skin and bare chest.

His hair was magnificent and vigorously stretched backwards.

The man was holding a big axe and a big sword.

Although the red skin was very abnormal, the man was human.

The red-skinned man gasped coarsely and grinned, "There are newcomers again."

The two sides, who were slowly calming down, were instantly filled with hostility.

"Come ... war." The red-skinned man yelled.

The original calm Matthew suddenly performed holy magic, and his originally empty right hand suddenly extended a lightsaber.

"Purify that demon!"

That crazy warfare seemed to spread from the red-skinned man.

His appearance left Matthew out of control.

At this moment, Matthew is like a Jedi in the Star Wars, waving a lightsaber straight to the red-skinned man.

The red-skinned man raised his big sword, and Matthew attacked.

Matthew rolled over in midair and pointed his fingers at the red-skinned man.

"Judging!" A golden light suddenly appeared over the head of the red-skinned man, falling straight down.

The red-skinned man was attacked from above his head and kneeled on one knee.

Matthew stood firm after a rollover, and was another continuous magic attack: "The verdict."

The ghost of an angel holding a sword appeared behind the red-skinned man, and a sword penetrated the red-skinned man's chest.

The red-skinned man vomited a spit of blood, and that blood quickly evaporated in the air, evaporating into a burst of smoke.

Chen Yan could see that the smoke contained a strong magic power.

When the magical smoke spread to the surroundings, Chen Yan frowned immediately and stepped back.

But others didn't seem to notice that the smoke was a problem, more or less it was absorbed into the body.

Especially the nearest Matthew, his face had a slightly dark red skin, just like the red-skinned man.

"kill him!"

"Give him the righteous saint!"

It was as if they had not seen the red lines on Matthew's face.

Chen Yan was lost in thought, and they seemed to be affected by the smoke.

Matthew himself was unaware, and the magic he performed was even more violent.

"Boiling justice!"

On Matthew's lightsaber, a burning flame appeared.

Without any hesitation, Matthew fell towards the neck of the red-skinned man.