When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Yong Ye, who was paying attention to the land to the left, turned his attention to the nearest threat in the end. Saint Andrews II answered his question frankly.

"For the time being, does it count?"

"...Very well, then you can die here!"

After the words fell, the forty-four knights stepped forward together as if they had been authorized. The knight at the front swung his long sword, looking like he was planning to chop Yong Ye into a pulp.

But beside Yong Ye, there was a gust of wind that drained away the surrounding rainwater and surrounded his whole body. Then, he lowered his center of gravity and slid into the attack range, turning his body with his left foot as the center of the circle, and a ring-shaped storm erupted in an instant.

The loud bang of the wind, the sound of screams and the air being torn apart, and the sound of people being knocked into the air all appeared in this peaceful and silent park.

The surrounding knights, the group closest to Yong Ye, immediately separated their upper body and lower body, turned into two and flew out together.

The knights in the rear raised their shields to defend against the enemy, but unexpectedly, the sharp wind was more terrifying than expected, cutting a series of knights with their shields open. It was not until the last two rows that they stopped, but the horrific winds swept them down in rows.

"...How dare you kill the servant of God!!"

The scattered knights stood up and retreated in horror, but their captain rushed forward with a snarl, and the knight's great sword was easily swung like a branch.

Accompanied by the big sword in the billowing strong wind, its strength, angle, and timing were all impeccable. Yong Ye had already entered the range of a certain kill from which he could not escape, and would be torn in half every minute.

Theoretically, this is an attack that ordinary people cannot react to, and cannot be avoided or resisted.

but……

The steel blade that no one can capture, leaving only a ray of reflected yellow street lights, illuminates the hazy and dark light, and then meets the swaying sword.

A high-pitched metallic sound sounded.

The lightning-fast slash and the big sword collided with each other, creating a sword flash like flint.

"You are a heretic, but you have two skills!"

Andrews II, holding a sword in both hands, gradually became more explosive. He took a big step, cracked the marble floor in the park, shook the surrounding ground, and made the water in the fountain shake. .

"——Let you experience it! The consequences of offending a saint!!"

Andrews II liberated the stigmata, gained the power of the "Son of God", and let the excitement drive him down the great sword in his hand.

With a bang, loud noises and shock waves exploded.

A huge amount of sand and dust churned up, and the ground shook violently like an earthquake. A terrifying crack was left on the ground where the great sword swung up and down.

Behind Yong Ye who was evasive in an emergency, the bronze sculpture fountain was split into two, and the fountain that was constantly spraying upwards finally stopped, and the water in the pool around the fountain was also split into two, turning into fine sprays that flew onto it. sky.

Splashes of water fell from the sky, like water splashed from the sky, and fell on the two of them, temporarily increasing the intensity of the rain in the surrounding area.

"It's horrible...Is this a saint?"

Turning around and looking at the bronze sculpture that was cut in half, Yong Ye didn't pay too much attention to it, but just said this as if joking, glanced at the place on the left who was watching with a smile on the side, and looked at this bit knight.

Then, obviously without a signal, the two attacked each other at the same time.

The huge stomping sound resounded in the darkness as their actions resounded, and the accumulated water on the ground was trampled and flew up. At the same time, before the accumulated water flew high, even at the moment when the shock wave exploded, the two of them were already dead. Not in place anymore.

They jumped into the air and clashed with each other with their weapons. The flames scattered like thunder and lightning in this rainy night, as if the low sky was continuously thundering.

The land on the left not far away was retreating into the distance under the defense of the knights holding up their shields. For the time being, he was just watching with interest, because when he wanted to intervene in the battle, he was persuaded by the knights on the side. Watching from the sidelines seemed to put some pressure on Yong Ye as if he was pressing the battle, so we must be careful and vigilant against him, the guy who is holding the saint.

The flurry of sparks, the slashing wind that broke through the air, changed the direction of the rain falling from the sky, and the figures of the two danced in the low sky of the park.

In the movement that was so fast that only people could see afterimages, the two sides engaged in countless confrontations within a short second. The swords collided, and the tip of the sword flashed.

The two sides were engaged in a seemingly endless fight. Because of the excessive use of power before, Yong Ye had no way to fully exert his power, and he needed to be careful, and mainly adopted a defensive position, which made the battle protracted indefinitely.

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Since the spells of dispersing idlers spread all over the surrounding area, there were no onlookers around here. In the quiet park, high-pitched metallic sounds rang out one after another.

The endless fighting made Yong Ye bored, he decided not to adopt conservative tactics, and ended all this as soon as possible, and the fierce battle in the distance had stopped, let him know that he had to end the battle immediately.

The green ray in the distance suddenly disappeared. Naturally, the battle between the props and the British forces has already been decided. It’s hard to say who will win. It’s okay if the props win, but if it’s the British victory Some trouble.

No matter whether the British forces attack the stadium or him, it will not be a good thing, so it is natural to end the battle quickly.

"—Get off!"

Standing in mid-air, Yong Ye raised the sharp blade above his head. There was no fear or confusion on his face, and the deep part of his pupils with calm light was swaying with fiery anger.

In Yongye's upper stance (holding the sword high above his head), he swung down with the power of the flash that continued during the attack, and slashed towards the knight leader's face.

The steel blade, which no one can catch, dragged a dark red trajectory at an astonishing speed, turning into a rushing life-threatening blade.

"—Don't underestimate people!!"

Andrews II raised the great sword emitting blue light, swung it from bottom to top, and smashed it on Yongye's march of the dead, instead of having a head-to-head confrontation again.

An extremely ear-piercing metallic hiss sounded.

Yong Ye's attack was blocked by the big sword, and he turned slightly upwards, but despite this, Andrews II still failed to completely block the slash. His strong body and armor were torn apart, from the right chest to the A stream of blood spewed out from the flank.

The aftermath of the slash hit the ground, and the sword energy tore apart the surrounding ground, dividing the park into two.

Chapter Thirty: The Wind's Endless Slash

The ordinary park, which was devastated innocently, was now divided into two by a sword qi.

This sudden destruction came too silently, and the incision was extremely sharp. Unfortunately, the buildings in the distance were also affected, leaving a vertical sword mark.

"You actually hurt the saint's body. I'm afraid your lifespan will be cut in half now, right?"

Falling from the sky, holding the wounded abdomen, Andrews II sneered and began to take off the armor equipped on his body.

He grabbed the breastplate and crushed it, and then used destructive means to forcefully remove the armor on his body during the destruction. The wound on his body was also tensed. The bleeding was stopped, and it was not only that ...

In the next second, something unbelievable happened.

The leader of the Saint Knights, Andrews II's body actually began to gradually regenerate automatically. Although this was not as fast as the captain who annihilated Bai Shu, it was quite rare to happen to a human body.

"Don't think that you can defeat a saint just like this, and don't think that you can defeat me who ranks second in the saint rank! Now...the battle really begins!"

The power of the stigmata was greatly liberated, and Saint Andrews II once again enhanced the brilliance of the knight's great sword in his hand.

"I think so...then let me get rid of you quickly..."

Yong Ye put on a posture, his deep voice exuded a terrifying killing intent.

The raindrops in the sky fell, and before they touched the blade, they were cut in half by the dark red airflow.