I saw Yong Ye suddenly leaned back, dodging the stab of the cross sword aimed at the throat, and at the same time slashed from the bottom to the top of the knight who was slashing from the cross, forcibly slicing it in half from the cross. .

The knight who stabbed and attacked, ignoring the death of his companion, threw away his cross sword, took out the dagger from somewhere, and rushed towards it.

Stupid... Seeing this scene, Yong Ye couldn't help but think so.

Even if it was him in this situation, he couldn't think of giving up the cross sword and using the dagger to gain any advantage. Even if it was self-defeating, it would be very strange. If it was a spiritual item that could decide the outcome, it didn't look like it, and He could also see that it was just an extremely ordinary dagger.

In the face of the irrational knight, Yong Ye had no mercy, no hesitation, no scruples, no anxiety, and once again danced the dead to march, aiming at the knight with a dagger and slashing away, and the knight also pointed his dagger at him. heart pierced.

No matter how you think about it, Yong Ye can kill the opponent before they attack him. This attack is meaningless...

"Priority consideration - air is up, sword is down!"

In the distance, standing on the left side of the safety zone, under the cover of the heavy rain, chanted priority magic in a very low voice.

Just like this, Yong Ye's actions stopped, and the dead man who was attacking the knight's neck suddenly got stuck and stopped moving forward as if blocked by a wall of air.

The rune on the knife lit up, and there was a sound like glass breaking in the air, and then it regained freedom.

The priority magic is an angelic art, but it is not impossible to remove it, but it takes time to remove it, and even if it is actually quite a short moment, the eternal night, which was already out of power, was swung with excessive force, and the blade suddenly stuck in a short moment. In an instant, the wrist of the right hand dislocated with a click, and the march of the deceased naturally fell to the ground, the dagger pierced into his chest.

"…What's happening here?"

It is difficult to understand the strange situation, but instinctively grabbed the chest, and at the last moment avoided some daggers to avoid piercing the heart.

"Success!"

The overjoyed voice of the knight came out through the helmet, but Yong Ye ignored him, instead throwing his hand and punching him in the face suddenly.

The left fist like a cannonball slammed into the knight's face, and the overjoyed knight was sent flying far away, like a stick rolling and rolling, and the visor on his helmet dented.

In the same way, Yong Ye's own fist was also blurred by smashing the visor strengthened by the spiritual armor. But he didn't care about this, just looked down at his right wrist, which was weakly lowered.

Without thinking much, he grabbed his drooping right wrist, holding back the pain and trying to reset it.

After that, there was no time to experience the pain, Yong Ye used his right hand to hold the dead man back on the ground again and marched, and as his body circled, he drew an arc, and cut off the body of another knight who was approaching like a scarecrow.

He glanced at the enemy who was still alive and surrounded him. He didn't think about anything else and rushed over. With this swordsmanship that was not limited to slashing, he showed pure violence, and even knocked down the knight covered in iron armor directly. On the ground, he stepped down and flattened the helmeted head.

The unstoppable blade reaped the lives of the knights. As the slaughter continued, the knights were slaughtered one-sidedly, and the smell of blood in the air became more and more intense, and even the heavy rain could not wash away.

Even though he was severely injured, Yong Ye still easily shredded the armor of the knights, and the screams instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield, turning the battlefield into a **** of corpses.

…

Dark clouds swirled in the sky, dazzling thunder rolled and hissed in the clouds, and the blood-red stench spread over the ruins that were dead after a moment of noise.

Wails and sword shadows bloomed in the wind, and then in the wind and rain that dissipated, the accumulated knights were hideous and terrifying, and the strong breath of death was almost suffocating.

In the center of the battlefield, Yong Ye's body finally swayed slightly, and then he dragged blood and heat and approached the last person, the right seat of God—the left side.

The Right Seat of God is undoubtedly a stronger enemy than the saint. Even if Yong Ye is confused about the strange situation before, he can guess that it must be the face in front of him that occupies most of the mouth, lips and eye shadow. It's purple, and the eyeballs are even smaller than the cat's vertical pupil, but it stands upright.

Because he is the strongest, he maintains a stance of ease, even if his subordinates die... Is he really a strong enemy?

what to do? With little power left, how to deal with him?

"...God's right seat."

Staring at the smiling left side, Yong Ye began to consider whether he wanted to use the Great Destruction, but... the consequences of the Great Destruction were too high, so could another thing work?

Yong Ye's gaze inadvertently swept over to King Andrews II, who had fallen to the side and looked like he was stabbed into a hornet's nest by an arrow, "Oh, oh, what's the matter?"

Steady approaching the left side of Yongye, with a fearless smile.

The ominous chopper was held in his hand, and the white chain was turned in circles at will.

"If you don't do it, I can do it. Can you please me a little bit? After all, it's hard to come out."

"..."

Eternal Night was silent.

"Prioritize - wheat is the top, flesh is the bottom!"

On the left, the right hand holding the white blade of unknown material swung forward, and with his movements, the white chopper also moved, and the huge white chopper automatically flew towards Yongye.

It was like the kind of guillotine-like white blade on the guillotine, and it rushed towards Yongye's head quickly, as if planning to decapitate him.

The body is not very convenient, and Yong Ye, who has not even pulled out the dagger on his chest, has no way to avoid it by a large margin, so he uses the march of the dead to simply block.

The march of the dead, stained with blood, collided with the white blade.

puff! There was an explosion in the air, and the white blade turned into powder and scattered, or... it disintegrated, and it really became a scattered powder.

If there is no accident if you carefully observe the thing, Yongye judges that it is the wheat that Zuozhi said.

"There are two times, no wonder they can kill those knights and Andrews II."

The mist-like white powder gathered again with the movement of the left land's fingers, and the left land casually waved the chopping knife that looked like it was used for execution, smiled happily, and looked very happy.

Immediately afterwards, the large chopping knife, which was still close to one meter long, suddenly cracked and turned into a white wave that swept toward Yongye again.

But the same Yong Ye was just a knife, and once again easily split the white fog, and he didn't even use any force...

"… warm up?"

Now I can't help Yong Ye's doubts. This simple attack, even a warm-up exercise, is too simple, right?

He regards the land of the left as the strongest raider, even stronger than the incomplete artificial angel. Now, if you don't use the big extinction, it is basically a dying struggle, so he has not shot the opponent because of his pride. feel fortunate.

But... now this...

The contrast was so great that Yong Ye couldn't come back to his senses.

"Yeah! I have to see what skills you have first! Are you qualified to let me use my real skills! Now this is not even a warm-up exercise!"

In fact, he had already used all his strength to the left, and he said with a twitching smile while his eyes twitched.

"Anyway, if you're going to die here, throw away all the extra psychological burden. You won't be able to live anyway, and your body is so badly injured that it looks like you're going to die soon, so let me 'swipe' the ground. Let me relieve you of pain."

"...Impossible, it's impossible for me to hand over those two children to you."

"Then...you die here! To die in the place of light! It's your honor!"

The land on the left flipped his lips again, and at the same time threw out the white chopper.

"Priority consideration - the wheat goes up, the sword goes down!"