"Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar.

The Paladin's sword revealed its true appearance, but it was found that it was covered with gold and silver, extremely holy, with gems inlaid with sword thighs and gems, shining with rays, and the hilt was able to hold hands, and the statue of the goddess was embossed.

Such a beautiful and smooth sword is a visual enjoyment.

At this moment, the air was filled with fragments of the shattered light wall, and each piece of fragment was like the luster of fireflies, embellishing the night sky with a beautiful appearance.

Fcro is worthy of being the first to be a group besides Ye Wuqiu and his group, and is also the fearless warrior who has truly traveled through the Minos maze to reach this place with his own strength.

Even the protective layer of the Paladin's sword cannot hinder him!

Ye Wuchou stared at the Paladin's sword flying over with a perfect parabola like this. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong, because he didn't think it was brought over by the rush of Fcro's attack.

"Bang!"

The Paladin's Sword seemed to smash the ground beside Ye Wuchou.

Just when Ye Wuchou was strange, he suddenly realized that the Paladin's sword was resonating with the demon sword Red Blood Canyun with rhythmic fluctuations. Of course, this kind of imperceptible difficulty is only for outsiders. For Ye Wuchou, as the master of Red Blood Canyun, it is extremely simple to experience the emotions of Red Blood Canyun.

But in the eyes of others, things are indeed very simple. Even the person involved, Fcrolo, completely thought that the Paladin's sword was knocked away by himself. He didn't think much about how he could be thrown away like ten copper plates of iron swords sold on the street.

This is not because he doubts about God's authority, on the contrary, he is a devout believer, but he suddenly doesn't think much about it.

Fcroo gasped, jumped and rushed to Ye Wuchou's side.

Ye Wuchou grabbed the sword of a paladin with sharp eyes and quick eyes, but Fkro was faster. He raised his hand and waved it out again. The unrefusing power once again pushed Ye Wuchou like a ball.

The masses in the audience looked at this scene in amazement. They never expected that the person who was the first to travel through the Minos maze was so vulnerable, and he was knocked down to the ground to subvert the image of the warriors and rolled all over the ground! They may not need a leader with great strength, but they need a brilliant and full image, abide by the morality of the knights, and can lose, but must be a tragic and exciting spiritual pillar!

Perhaps the standard for becoming a leader exists in whether his story can qualify as an epic that has been passed down from the mouth of the minstrel!

Such an image as easily beaten to the point of being confused like Ye Wuchou is really disappointing.

Some people have already started shouting: "The capable ones in the Paladin position are here, that black-robed boy is coming down quickly! I don't know how you walked through the Minos maze."

Such emotions are contagious and spread rapidly in the crowd. Many people wearing knight costumes, pointed-eared elves, and even dwarf goblins who have always been called despicable races began to shout in unison: "Frklow, Paladin! Frklow, Paladin."

It’s not because the people are fanning the flames so much. Ye Wuqiu asked himself, who would he choose if he were himself. In the end, he had to smile bitterly. The tough guy Veclow, who was filled with iron-blooded breath, was the touching one, and the warrior who was more in line with the image of the leader!

Ye Wuchou was half spread on the ground, and his upper body was supported with his hands. He looked at the religious clergy who presided over the conference and put it on his way. He used to encourage Ye Wuchou to pick up the Paladin's Sword in a passionate tone, but now he is silent.

Ye Wuchou looked around everywhere, and at the higher end of the inner fortress, there were a neatly sit-up row of people, all wearing holy white robes, holding scepters in their hands, and looking down at the venue expressionlessly.

"How did they pass through the Minoan maze."

"I don't know. The Minoan maze won't let go. Even if they avoid one or two monsters by chance, how can they survive the Minoan maze?"

"They are pitiful, but the black robe and the two young men with orange light are interesting. Their power is a bit strange."

"High Priest, what's so strange about this? The orange boy is just a rare starry sky wizard. And the power of that boy in black robe is even more unfamiliar with the mainstream, and it's not worth mentioning."

The high priest shook his head gently, his eternal face slightly downward, staring at the changes on the altar in the field.

Fkro did not care about Ye Wuqiu. He leaned over and wanted to pick up the Paladin's sword, but suddenly turned around and stabbed the spear before, and the illusory giant sword that attacked passed away with the wind.

Huo Jie was suspended in the air, and the star wheel under his seat turned. He stared at Fkro.

Fkro was stunned and immediately said strangely: "Starry Sky Master?"

But just in this moment of dazed moment, the silent Ye Wuqiu carp flew up and rushed over, rushing over here.

Fcrolo was self-reliant and dragged it down very much. When he returned to fight back, Ye Wucho was already close to him. If Fcrolo faced Ye Wucho with a serious mentality and distanced him from Ye Wucho, some scenes might be made public. But Fcrolo did not pay attention to Ye Wucho as soon as possible, which made the two very close. Then he gave birth to a widely circulated passage in the minstrels:

The Paladin sang triumphal song with courage and fearlessness.

The Starry Sky Master is on the side to disturb the enemy's heart.

The two of them worked together to be blessed by God.

The golden light is dazzling, just as the brilliance of the leader is admired by everyone,

Paladin holds the forgiveness of dawn,

Adhering to the will of heaven, shining on all directions,

Hit horizontally and vertically, unstoppable.

The enemy is hard to resist and flee in panic.

The Paladin is calm and generous, and does not blame him.

The enemy bears kindness and falls in tears.

Lalala~Lalala~

God's will is scattered, and God's authority cannot be violated.

If the mountain stands in front, it will flatten the mountain, and if it is separated from the front, it will flatten the sea.

Lalala~Lalala~

If the mountain stands in front, it will flatten the mountain, and if it is separated from the front, it will flatten the sea.

My God will shine forever, and the light will be drawn from all directions!

In this way, it can convey the impact that scene had on people's hearts. At that time, the people were silent and only felt that miracles were coming.

When they came to their senses and collectively radiated a long-lasting cheer, they knew that their Augustus Paladin was coming!

The clergy on the high platform also stood up collectively, watching Ye Wuqiu holding the Paladin's sword, defeating Fcrolo, and enjoying the glory that resounded through the sky!

Ye Wuchou's proud figure was imprinted into the people's minds indelible during the battle with Fcro. Even if the battle lasted for a moment, even if the time was short, the results were enough.

The fallacy of spreading in the epic is also obvious. Fcrore was not an enemy, and he did not escape after being defeated.
Chapter completed!