Moe Cultivation Diary

Chapter 880 One Shot Superman

"Saint, let's leave this place to us." Standing in front of Joan of Arc, Giles said solemnly, even the two seniors were defeated, and he didn't know how long he could last.

I hope it will last until the saint returns to the vicinity of Lance. As the place where the royal family is crowned, there are church guards. The magician in front of me will not be so arrogant to attack the city.

"No need." Dismounting, Joan looked at the young man calmly.

"Unless you can defeat him here, there is no hope of escaping. If you can't fly, you can't even get in the way."

"I still have some knowledge." Seeing that Joan of Arc gave up and escaped, the young man sat relaxed on the magic carpet. Except for the two knights, the people below did not pose any threat to him.

If the knight who is good at defense has been following Joan of Arc, maybe he will really have a headache, and the final result will be to kill everyone except Joan of Arc and the knight.

It's a pity that he didn't expect that he had a treasure of rapid flight, and he could teleport within the range of the enchantment. He couldn't do anything to hold him back.

"Who are you?" Looking at the young man, Joan asked calmly.

"Even if you tell me about your noble status, you won't know about it." A group of superficial people, even if they tell their name, they won't know about it. The young man doesn't bother to reveal his identity. If it gets out, it will cause him some trouble.

"Why are you killing me"

"Your actions thwarted our plans"

"A partner of the Dead Apostles?" Their plan?The identity of the other party has been determined in his mind, and he is undoubtedly the side of the English invaders.

Xiaoyou had told her a long time ago that [-]% of the upper floors of England are occupied by the Dead Apostles, and it would not be too surprising even if strange magicians appeared again.

His eyes changed slightly, it seemed that this legendary saint was not just a female general, she seemed to know something.

"The last question, is destroying that village just to lure me out?" Joan of Arc said in a low voice while holding the fleur-de-lis battle flag tightly.

"So what?"

"Revenge for them!" The look suddenly became sharp, and the innocent people in the entire village were killed just to attract her, which is another concept from war death.

There is only one chance to succeed.

"Are you kidding me?" The young man smiled disdainfully, and raised his left hand, on which a luxurious ring shone with light. The magic circle formed in front of the young man quickly, but he could see that the speed was slower than before. too much.

"Go back to your Lord"

The impact of red flames fell from the sky, and at the cost of reducing power, the coverage area was so wide that even 200 people were covered in it. In a blink of an eye, the ground was burning with flames, and circles of heat waves spread towards the surroundings.

"That's enough"

The elimination of the Holy Maiden, the spiritual pillar of France, is estimated to have dealt a severe blow to the army. Will the messenger of the Lord die?From the prerequisites, morale will decline. If he and Roja don't fight in the next battle, they can basically win it if they think about it. By the way, there are those two guys. It will be troublesome to let them appear on the battlefield again.

The young man who just wanted to deal with the two knights froze, and the burning flame was changing shape.

Nearly 200 people were burned by the flames together, but there was no change at all, even the horses were not disturbed, how could this be possible!Those are no ordinary Lie Yan (raging flames)!

Gradually, the young man also saw the problem. The fleur-de-lis battle flag, the battle flag at the front of the heavy cavalry, did not seem to be an ordinary item.

Like the magic carpet he got from his ancestors, it may have been sublimated into a treasure, and its power is no longer the effect of a conventional battle flag. It is because of it that the other cavalry were saved.

A strange color flashed in his eyes. This kind of thing is worth taking back and studying. The height of the magic carpet has dropped, and the battle flag in the eyes of the young man has become more and more clear.

Just as he was thinking, there was a cracking sound, the young man's complexion changed drastically, and he turned around quickly, and at some point behind him, there was a figure with a calm expression, waving a long red sword.

"Damn it!" The sudden turn made the originally deadly attack deviate from the track, cutting in from the young man's left shoulder, blood continued to flow out, the young man's face changed suddenly, and he controlled the magic carpet to move away quickly.

The magic of healing surrounded the wound, and the wound was stopped bleeding and healed in a blink of an eye, but the young man's face was still ugly, and he was almost, just a little bit away from being fatally injured.

Joan of Arc also showed disappointment, the only chance was to use the sword Xiaoyou gave her to give the opponent a fatal blow while the opponent was not vigilant.

Although the sword didn't have any effect, it was sharp, but he didn't expect the opponent to be so cautious that he had set up enchantments around his body.

"You all have to die!" With a gloomy and ugly face, the young man said in a cold voice, even a treasure has a limit, he doesn't believe that he can persist, the red flames dye the sky red, this time he wants to see if the other party is still alive any idea.

"You have been implicated." With an apologetic look on her face, Joan of Arc, who had returned to the formation, said softly. The surprise attack failed, and she had nothing to do.

"It's because we are not capable enough to protect the saint." Many heavy cavalry expressed regret at the same time. If they could be stronger, this situation would not have happened.

The angels of the Lord will be blessed or something that has long since disappeared in their hearts. What they believe in is Joan of Arc, not the vain Lord.

Joan shook her head lightly, but it was a pity that she couldn't see Xiaoyou who broke her promise.

Resembling a red blazing sun, it was getting closer and closer to the ground. Giles was almost bleeding from clenched hands, hating his own incompetence. If he had the strength of La Haier and Champton, it wouldn't be like this.

The scarlet blazing sun was about to fall, and the eyes of these carefully selected soldiers were also filled with despair.

"It's done well enough, leave the rest to me." The neutral and peaceful voice sounded in Joan's ear, which also surprised Joan who was calmly waiting for death.

The red long sword in his hand came out, and transformed into an elegant purple canopy parasol in mid-air, and a purple-black figure also formed under the parasol, holding the umbrella handle with both hands.

"This kind of attack is not low-level."

The parasol was closed, and blue lines appeared on the white and slender arms, You Feng said softly, it is definitely not a low level in today's era.

"But you can't bully our Joan of Arc!" The hands holding the parasol suddenly swung out, and collided with the red blazing sun in mid-air, and the world seemed to shake.

With a violent explosion, the Crimson Lieyang was defeated in the low altitude, turning into circles of flames and rushing towards the surroundings.

All the lives in the vicinity were burnt out in an instant, only the heavy cavalry inside the battle flag survived, and they all looked at the figures in the air with shocking faces.

Didn't use any magic to resist, but used brute force to forcefully defeat the enemy's attack?How strong is it?

　I found out that it was a erotic book, and I wrote quite a lot. That book has been updated for more than a month, with [-] words, which is equal to [-] chapters.
　　
　
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