Ophelia and Baitans are the chief judges of the Apocalypse level, and the other is the commander of the Apocalypse. The two of them have great tactics, with a vast momentum and extremely destructive. The main battlefield was destroyed and ragged in a few minutes, and it continues, becoming more and more intense.

In order not to be affected by the remaining power, Lancelot had already opened a safe distance. When he stopped, he suddenly found that a person had come behind him at some point.

This is a petite girl in a golden brocade suit, about 150 yuan tall. The sleeves embroidered with golden feathers are like flowers and birds spreading their wings, and her tender and beautiful feet are stepping on tall Hefeng wooden clogs, revealing her seductive ankles like white jade. The golden eyes with vermilion dots are like cold stars in the hazy night, reflecting the creamy skin. The raindrops tick on the beautiful little face, and everything in the world seems to be already dull.

The second seat of the Apocalypse judge of the Trial Council, Asakura.

Without any words, Lancelot knew that she was the opponent of his battle. The round table knight was as gentleman as ever, and even gentlemanly as a little puzzled. He actually walked slowly to Akasaka, gave a standard knight's gift, and took her little hand and left a kiss on the back of her fair and delicate hand. Then he opened the distance, held the sword and made a fighting posture, indicating that he could start.

Lancelot blinked and suddenly noticed something floating in front of him. He looked closely and found that it was a feather.

The golden phoenix feathers float gracefully in the air. This golden color is like a firefly shining under the night sky. It has appeared in every child's dream, awakening their memories of summer and childlike innocence, making people intoxicated by the tenderness it brings.

However, Lancelot was not immersed in his fascination with it, but instead, the six words emerged in his heart. The more beautiful the more dangerous the!

When the golden phoenix feather floated in front of him, Lancelot waved the sword in his hand without hesitation and slashed accurately at this beautiful thing.

Sure enough, when the sword hit the golden phoenix feather, what came was not the feeling of slashing the air, but the feeling of hitting the steel. This small feather was as sharp as a blade!

After one blow, the golden phoenix feathers rose in the air and turned into golden light and floated onto Qianying's brocade suit sleeves. Finally, they melted like liquid, attached, and turned into a feather embroidery again.

"Swish~Swish~Swish~" The red lips of the shallow cherry lightly opened, and the sound of flowers and birds came from the mouth. With the tremolo, more and more feather embroidery on the sleeves melted into golden energy. They spread in the air and floated, forming a sea of ​​phoenix feathers after a while.

At this moment, Asakura's voice seemed to have some magic. Amid her cry, dozens of golden phoenix feathers began to float around Lancelot. They danced gracefully, joining each other, as if performing a peerless dance music.

Lancelot raised his right hand and joined the dance.

Lancelot's body danced lightly, and his sword seemed to turn into a part of his body. The golden flame ignited by the sword tip pointed to the tip of the blade was gentle and innocent, but it was not destructive. It touched the golden feathers that came from all directions like a dragonfly. Every time he stabbed a piece, he would raise the sword blade towards Kushang so that the pierced golden energy could quickly return to the Golden Luan Bride Costume and return to the owner's arms.

Just as Lancelot used his martial arts to show his strength and gentleman as the Knight of the Round Table, Akatsuki, not far away, suddenly stretched out his little hand, grabbed the two feathers in the air, and then stepped on it, penetrating the golden feather curtain like a coming phoenix, and landed beside Lancelot.

Lancelot was not panicked or rushed. He smiled slightly and bent down gentlely.

Asakura held the feather in her hand and cut it through Lancelot's throat at high speed, but was dodged by the other party's flexible body and cut it into pieces, leaving only a mark on her shoulder armor.

Immediately afterwards, Lancelot turned around gracefully and pinched Asakusa's little hand with his backhand.

Lancelot dared to swear that this was the most comfortable thing he had ever touched. It was not eroded by the cold rain, as warm as the green sun, not defiled by any turbid things in the world, as delicate as condensed fat. He grabbed Qian Ying's little hand vigorously and smiled, "It seems that you rarely use these hands to fight."

Lancelot is talking about his own experience. Anyone who uses weapons will definitely leave calluses after years of hardship. For example, his hands are full of calluses, which cannot be avoided by any warrior.

Among those powerful warriors, Lancelot only held two pairs of soft and delicate hands, one pair of Luo You and the other pair of Kasuga. The former is because of the ips speed regeneration ability, and can keep her body in a delicate state all the time. It is really special. Kasugaga is unlikely to have Luo You's ability, so there is only one explanation, that is, she rarely fights with her own hands.

Soon, Lancelot's words were confirmed. Asakura raised her other hand, and the gilded sleeves robe shook in the air. The golden embroidery seemed to have spread its wings. With the red lips like a rose, the melodious bird song began to pour out "Swish! Swish! Swish~~~~~ Swish"

In the unpredictable bird songs, the golden embroidery on the robe of the cherry robe turned into pure golden energy. They separated from the soft silk cloth, floated in the air, and spread in an instant. These energy kept entangled and twisted, forming a dazzling feather curtain instead of the rain all over the sky. If a phoenix flapped its wings by, the sky was filled with feathers shining with dazzling golden light, densely packed, endless, as if there were millions of pieces.

All Lancelot's evasion space was locked by the flying feathers. With a severe pain, his hand holding Akasaka was accidentally cut by the feathers, and his blood was flowing and he had to let go.

Asakura landed gracefully, pinched a feather in the air with his backhand and raised it from bottom to top towards Lancelot. The latter waved his sword and slashed, but found that this was Asakura's move. The girl's white fingers wrapped around the feathers and pointed it four times on the sword's edge, causing it to deviate. Then she raised her little hand and tore a wound on Lancelot's face.

"Swish!" After injuring Lancelot, with the short cry of Asakusa, thousands of feathers in the air gathered together, as if they were about to strangle Lancelot into pieces.

However, just as Lancelot was shrouded in feathers, without warning, there were dazzling patterns flowing all over his body, and the flames that surged out seemed like a layer of armor, resisting the attack of feathers, making them difficult to get close.

Immediately afterwards, when the golden flame flowed over the sword blade, Lancelot slashed all over his body, and all his feathers were shattered by the vast force and turned into fluorescent lights all over the sky.

In this dazzling scene, Lancelot stood proudly in gold and fire, and a dazzling cross seal appeared on his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!