Ye Wuchou became alert and came up with a plan. He said, "Old Ward, that's just a madman who is almost old. I didn't expect that this Meenri was not only a library administrator who disrespects the Paladin, but also a high-powered saint."

"So what do you think?"

"Xiao Ke really can't bear the heavy responsibility of the Paladin. I think the Holy See should ask Gao Ming for another one. I don't want to take the risk of my life and play this drama with you."

"No, no, no, you are a clever person. If someone is recognized by the Paladin's Sword, if he is not smart, then there will be no clever person in the world."

"What will happen? Whether I am smart or not has nothing to do with you."

The Saint Divort smiled and said, "Take the Paladin's sword and go back to the Paladin's temple with me. The Holy See will be able to keep it aside."

The point is here! Ye Wuchou narrowed his eyes.

"You're so polite to speak. Is the Holy See unwilling to cover up even if you hide it? You can't say that a great Paladin, even a commoner, can't bully it! Besides, we get the Paladin's sword by our ability. If you have the ability, why don't you get the recognition of the Paladin's sword?" Huo Jie said angrily.

The frost in the saint's eyes was breathtaking, she stared at Huo Jie and said, "Master Meilin, some things are all based on enlightenment. Some things in this world cannot be broken by a lone courage. Obeying the arrangement of fate is the fate of every soul. Don't be blinded by chicken soup."

Huo Jie said without any permission: "My fate is up to me, not to God! You act like you are omniscient and omnipotent, thinking that you understand the truth, but you don't know that such negativeness is the greatest tragedy."

The saint's eyes widened slightly, turned around, and her snow-white skirt was thrown up, as delicate as her, and her slim figure was like a willow leaf in the wind, walking with the wind: "Maybe what you said makes sense, but everyone has their own fate, seeking profits and avoiding harm, seeking for joy and anger, and making the heart, all of which are contrary to the truth. I am tired, please catch them."

He shouted in response to the sound, and several white-robed priests jumped up together and jumped down on the saddle.

The members of the White Tiger Escort Agency immediately showed up in a combat state, but this irreparable gap could not be filled by the number of people. Eight or nine white-robed priests all had the strength of the Dou King. Fkro could fight five at one time, but what about the remaining five?

The sharp contrast made Ye Wuchou and Huo Jie feel desperate. Although the saints under the saint's white robe all have the strength of Fkro, how bad can they be as powerful as Douwang Realm? How can they resist?

At this time, Ye Wuchou suddenly remembered four warriors who nominally surrendered to him and actually surrendered to the Paladin's Sword. He was really worried. The four of them were unstable factors in this game. If the swordsman Xing Yan and the flame mage Edra's respect for the Paladin's Sword overshadowed the fear of the Holy See, then he had a great chance. If the contrary...

As for the elves, Al and Dwarf Drew, their minds are not even a general range of predictions. To be honest, they do not match the beliefs of the Holy See and follow the guidance of the leader Meenry, so they can come to assist Ye Wuqiu. But to be bad, they are no different from the Holy See and be in a hurry. Who can make such an unwise decision?

Ye Wuchou gritted his teeth and swept around without leaving any trace, but no four people appeared.

"Take it!" The saint's cold and delicate roar sounded, and her flawless face looked like an eternal tundra. "I want to see what is unique as the only two paladins who have been approved by Dawn's forgiveness."

"Chalala--" The knights holding the armored soldiers all raised the spear in their hands and surrounded the young men as the center.

Fcrolo has been closely watched by several white-robed priests.

Ye Wuchou smiled bitterly in his heart. He understood the best. However, the other party could kill him by just relying on some minions. How could he fight such a huge battle?

As for the saint, it seems that the saint did not allow the white robe priest to do something to her, which seemed to be of purpose.

"I want to see what kind of ant, so weak that even Fkro's knight's gun cannot lift, is the power of the Paladin's sword."

What can you do? Do you believe it is a coincidence of fate? Fkro crushed the protective cover so that the Paladin's sword was exposed to the air, but his magic sword, Red Blood Canyun, reached a consensus with him in an instant.

He didn't know why the Paladin's Sword resonated with the Red Blood Cannibal, and he didn't know and didn't take time to interrogate Vader's information about the Paladin's Sword. He keenly realized that when Saint and Vader mentioned the Paladin's Sword, they said "Forgiveness of Dawn". What does this mean?

But now it is not the time to think about this, Ye Wuchou is sighing that good fortune is a mess. Fate has arranged such a tortuous and grand scene, which is to make himself die vigorously? What benefits does this have to do?

Ye Wuchou was forced to do nothing, so he could only force himself to cheer up, pull out the Liuyan Sword, and his true energy surged all over his body, and he was ready to wait.

The saint and all the white-robed priests were stunned when they saw this scene. The saint said, "Sir Paladin, what is your strength at this?"

Ye Wuchou felt a great insult, but he had to admit the reality, that is, with his current strength, he might not even be able to defeat a single guard.

It is impossible to say that there is no gap in his heart. Although Ye Wuchou always warned himself that he should not be impatient and ambitious in his age, the environment he is in and the people he is in has made him feel arrogant in his subconscious, so that he now feels particularly like a clown.

The Paladin can't even defeat the guards? If this is spread, I'm afraid I will soon turn from a myth to a joke.

"His Majesty, if you want to laugh at me, then save money. The true sign is seen under the sword." Ye Wuchou forced himself to calm down and said mysteriously.

"What a sword to see the truth! Come on, I hope you won't be the top joke in the Holy See for thousands of years. Take out your skills!" The saint shouted. "Go!"

The soldiers fell together with the saint's voice, and several long spears stabbed towards the night without hatred.

Ye Wuchoing jumped up, agile and soared into the air, and took a gorgeous arc in the air with his foot on the tip of his gun. At the same time, the dark luster of the angry black iron hand instantly rose to its peak. With a sword, the burning flames jumped into a gorgeous arc.

The sergeant under the sword was shocked, but Ye Wuqiu was quick to move, and he used a long weapon like a knight gun, which was not flexible. He could only abandon the gun and escape, rolled forward on the ground, and then avoided Ye Wuqiu's offensive.

These soldiers had poor eyesight and could not see Ye Wuchou's true level with their eyes. However, when they saw Ye Wuchou fighting with them and using clever tricks to sell their moves, they were all shocked.

Aren’t Paladins able to defeat hundreds of powerful men like themselves with just a wave of their hand?

"This paladin is a fake! Take it down!" The saint issued an order from behind. Her explanation made everyone realize it and even more awe in their hearts overturned.

Huo Jie had already fought in a group of other people. He was suspended in the air, the star disk was rotating, and the vast and mysterious power made everyone look at him.

"Oh? I didn't expect that the original power of Starry Sky Master is very essence. It's a pity that his cultivation is too shallow, otherwise he would definitely be a peerless powerful man in the future. With such qualifications, he will be the title of Meilin, and he will not be humiliating Meilin."

The soldiers rushed up, and Ye Wuchou used all his strength to urge the angry black iron hand to the extreme that he could use, but he still retreated step by step.

Soon, two fists could not match four hands, and a sharp spear tip of a knight's gun pierced Ye Wuqiu's clothes, leaving scratches on his ribs.

"Master Paladin!" He heard a scream, and Xing Yan led dozens of killing generals over. Although the ten people were wearing civilian clothes, they were actually guarding knights in the Paladin's Temple.

Ye Wuchou felt pain and quickly jumped backward, but the soldiers were still pressing step by step.

Ye Wuchou felt extremely aggrieved, but there was no good idea. Xing Yan could not save himself even if he teleported, so he could only pause slightly in his helplessness, and then stopped with a majestic expression. All the expressions on his face became peaceful and quiet at this moment.

The holy light is radiant, noble and elegant. The soldiers bathed in the holy light seem to hear the magnificent choir praying and confessing in the dark.

All the spears immediately stabbed Ye Wuqiu, but the bloody scene that should have appeared did not arise. All the knight spears vented their strength when they encountered the holy light rippling around Ye Wuqiu, and they were soft and never moved forward or retreat.

"The forgiveness of Dawn." The saint looked at Ye Wuchou in a daze and murmured.

The Paladin's sword was held in his hand, and Ye Wuchou Zhen entered a state of transparency in his body and mind. His negative emotions were stripped away by the holy light, and his whole body changed from panic to calm and confident.

Although he didn't know where his capital was, the natural transformation that he could not explain was clear. Just like what you did in extreme anger, it was something you couldn't understand when you were in a good mood. Ye Wuchou could no longer find the feeling of drawing his sword and looking around at the heart.

"Recast the city of faith! All the soldiers obey orders!" Ye Wuchou raised his sword, and the bright light gathered on the blade.

Ye Wuqiu's thin figure is extremely majestic at this moment, not that the essence of his body has changed, but that it has increased dramatically at the height of the refraction of the human heart.

The white rainbow that soared into the sky seemed to cover up the sun's light, and its heroic mood was the surging wind and clouds in the universe. The knights of the Knights Templar, far away, can be said to use "roar" to describe them as harmony.

"I'm here!"
Chapter completed!