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At this time, Joan of Arc Alter had cast her magic power to heal her physical wounds, she withdrew decisively and left, a few catapults landed on the streetlight far away from the two of them, and the three of them instantly turned into angles.

The Invisible Sword and the Brilliant Sword shook each other, and Arturia and Mordret, who were stalemate with each other, backed up and jumped away, facing each other a few meters away.

"How about it, can you track it down?"

Modret asked Jie Li, the lion who had just arrived, without looking back.

The old father smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have already informed Fang Han and Mr. II, she will not leave!"

They were completely stunned by Gray's holy gun because of Mordred before, and after returning to Yvette's five-star hotel, El-Melloi II, one of the twelve monarchs of the clock tower, And Karen Ordesia, the overseer of the Church of the Holy Church, testified that Fang Han, who had been fighting for so long, was actually recognized by the Church of the Holy Church and the Clock Tower. party leader.

The flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and the master and servant of Saber looked at each other in dismay and smiled awkwardly.

Yes, this is the worst thing if you haven't played it.

By the way, after being "incorporated", after learning that the knight king was indeed in Fang Han's team, and even his status was not low, Mordred naturally couldn't control himself, and volunteered to "greet" him Artoria who came from afar.

Out of some unspeakable considerations, Fang Han finally agreed to Xiong Zi's proposal.

Thus, the present scene happened.

"Mr. Fang Han will take some time to come, right?"

"That is to say, I have time to deal with my personal issues now?!" The awe-inspiring fighting spirit came out from the silver armor, and Modrete's eyes were fixed on Artoria, and the timid girl standing beside her. Mother and daughter of Aili Yiliya.

"Is it an upright battle? Just what I want!"

Arturia smiled appreciatively, but her voice was still full of fighting spirit, she clenched the hilt of her sword with both hands, "Long time no see, we met unexpectedly!"

"You're so proud, Artoria! But it's okay, let me beat you with my own hands!" Seeing the familiar beautiful face, the distracting thoughts in Mordret's heart flashed, replaced by fanatical fighting meaning.

The last time we fought against the descendants of the King of Knights and the Holy Lance, this time it was different, this time it was the Lord of Great Britain himself, let me prove who is the sole orthodox heir of the King of Knights, in this battle! !

"Whoa whoa...a knight in silver armor, an incarnation of red thunder, a helmet that hides infidelity..."

Behind Saber, Irisviel's mind turned, and then a hint of joy was drawn at the corner of her mouth, "There are indications that this pocket knight in front of me should be the red square Saber I saw in the projection prism, that is, Knight King Artor Liya's rebellious knight, the legendary bear child."

"drink!!"

While Ellie was sizing up silently, Arturia and Mordret, who were confronting each other, moved at the same time!

Two swords with extremely similar shapes collided together, and there was a crisp metal clanging sound. The magic power and spiritual power clashed violently. It caused huge cracks in the asphalt road under his feet, which lowered him by several feet!

"——Clang, clang, clang, clang"

The sound of gold and iron clashing continuously resounded, and every time the weapons were handed over, the surrounding air was violently shaken, and the sound of "woo woo" breaking through the air seemed to tear even the space!

The blue and white knight king Artoria and the cursed knight Mordret in silver and white armor are fighting heartily on the stretching national road. The legendary battle seems to have returned to the gladiolus hill thousands of years ago...

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, looking at everything, wherever it passes, the road is broken, and the trees are turned down!

At least, Joan of Arc Alter, who originally wanted to attack the two together, and Avenger, who was an Avenger, put down their weapons rarely, and silently watched the two swords clash.

The red side's saber seems to be fighting with...another red side's saber? ?

As the arbiter of black, who should I help? ? ?

The Dragon Witch was puzzled.

[Sword of Promised Victory] collided with [Brilliant King Sword] again and again, causing sonic booms, the asphalt road was plowed into deep cracks by the aftermath, the earth was shattered, the air was torn apart, The momentum is extremely extraordinary!

"This is a battle that can't be clearly determined even if it is turned on!" After comparing the specific attribute levels of the two heroic spirits, Illya came to a conclusion instantly.

Judging from the attributes of the same sword level, Artoria has stronger magic power, agility, and treasures, while Modret has better muscle strength.

In terms of fighting skills, there is not much difference, and it can even be said that they are based on the same lineage. Mordret seems to be at a disadvantage, but in fact, because he has the lion robber Jieli as the master, he has three command spells as a prerequisite for hiding his trump card. Next, that is to say, even if the two are opened up, they are inseparable.

Using the release of the Noble Phantasm in full view, Artoria and Mordred probably would not do such an irrational behavior. After all, no one has been eliminated from the Holy Grail War. They are the most outstanding Saber class. , Liberate the Noble Phantasm when hitting one of your own, isn't this no different from the useless goddess Ishtar? ?

To the relief of Artoria and Irisviel, Mordret is very familiar with the attack of the invisible holy sword. Even if he can't see the shape and length of the sword, he can still fully display his strength in battle , even the trajectory formed by the holy sword during high-speed movement, she can easily see through it and take correct actions to deal with it.

As expected of you, the Knight of the Round Table who claims to be the only heir to the King of Knights and spends his whole life chasing after him.

Knight of Londinium, Mordred.

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Lion Jie and Irisviel were both watching the battle, and they had no intention of intervening in the battle between the two heroic spirits rashly, because they all knew that heroic spirits who followed the way of chivalry would not allow them to intervene in the battle!

and--

The most important thing is that this is Da Mao Wang Da'er.

Who is it to be famous for helping?

The old father Shizi Jie Jieli doesn't know about it, and neither does the little lover Aili.

During the fierce fight, Arturia stabbed straight, the move was simple but extremely fast, and Mordret raised his sword and slashed horizontally without hesitation, directly swinging the [Sword of Vowed Victory] diagonally.

At the same time, [The Brilliant King Sword] cut to Arturia's right shoulder, forcing Arturia to retreat, holding the holy sword high, holding the king sword.

"—Clang!"

Wang Jian and Holy Sword clashed again, making a crisp collision sound.

Then, the two exerted their strength at the same time, and the Knight King's skill [Magic Power Release], which was as high as A-level, was activated at the same time. The asphalt road under Liya's feet was instantly shattered, and a large number of fragments involuntarily separated from the ground and flew up.

The swords held by the two are western two-handed swords that can only be held with two hands, and the fighting methods are also biased towards the west. The typical one-power drop ten times, plus the same A-level [Magic Power Release] Skills, their petite bodies can still produce the power equivalent to that of the great hero Stella, which makes people feel like they are like Tianwei.

"Drink!!"

The Sword of Vowed Victory and the brilliant Wang Jian confronted each other, making "squeak" sounds, but neither could do anything to the other.

Another stalemate was meaningless, so Arturia and Mordret shook the holy sword vigorously at the same time, avoiding each other's figure, and backed away with their strength to create a distance.

The fierce close-to-hand combat made the two already understand each other's strength, and it would be impossible to tell the winner without using the Noble Phantasm.

"Yes, it looks like Mordred you have grown to this point, it's good!"

"That's why I said you are too proud, and your superior attitude is really annoying!"

Artoria seemed to want to say something, but as long as the rebellious son Mordred glanced behind Saber, the worried and caring expressions on the faces of the mother and daughter of Aili, the burning jealousy seemed to be poured on the fire by Mei Liang It's like oil, and it seems that I can spontaneously recall the bewitching of the succubus in my ears.

--How about it!How is it, King Arthur!

——This is the end of your country!It's over!

—Whether I win or you win—everything has been destroyed from the beginning!You know it's going to happen!You knew it was going to happen!

—Even if you give me the throne, this kind of thing won't happen...!Do you hate it! ?Do you hate me that much? ?Hate me as Morgan's kid! ?

—Answer...you answer, Arthur! "

Although this piece of brainwashing is the whisper of the witch Morgan planted in the heart of the bear child, the artificial human created by the genetic material obtained by the knight king Artoria and his sister witch Morgan, Mordred still forcibly placed all of this destruction on the "pot of this world" Mei Liangxin.

But this scene, in the eyes of Fang Han and Mei Lin who arrived late, was a different scene.

"Twisted, so twisted..."

"However, I like it!"

Fang Han squinted his eyes and was thinking about whether to go up and pull the two of them away, or to watch the famous domestic violence scene that Britain loves to see first. While thinking silently, Merlin next to him was already happily sharing his own experience with Weber Velvet next to him. Happiness is naturally reaped from the other party's micro-expression of "looking around without words but tears".

"Merlin, are you sure you are Britain's chief court magician?"

"They are the kings you serve!"

Kong Ming never imagined in his dreams that Mei Liangxin's succubus next to him, when he saw this scene happening, his first reaction was not to go up to persuade them to fight, but to drag a group of melon-eating crowd to watch the fun.

As expected of you, Sword Master of Avalon.

"They won't really beat you to the death."

The old father, Shizi Jiejieli, who silently saw Fang Han and others coming, couldn't help but express his own feelings.

In fact, he was more worried about Xiao Mo's spiritual harm than the harm he endured physically.

After all, as the master of Mordred, he once had the honor to dream about what a certain rebellious knight really longed for in his heart.

—It is recognition, it is love.

"Won't it be blackened on the spot??"

"Don't worry, I'll stop it."

Fang Han patted the head of Eliasfiel next to him very understandingly, and promised to Shishi Jie, watching the excitement, but as a conscientious scolding him, how could he let Mordred go? This little cutie...is hurt!

Of course, as an elder, he will be raised back to Jia as his daughter!

boom--

In the sight of Fang Hanmeilin and other melon-eaters, the red lightning kept raging. What competed with it and even far surpassed it was the magic power released by the King of Knights of Great Britain at full strength.

Even Xiao Mo, who was in an extremely agitated mood, used his full strength on the first blow after the magic power was strengthened.

But your father deserves to be your father, almost all the attributes of a king, so that she can not only parry the tide of angry attacks from Mo Zai at will without letting go of the treasure, but even a little bit want to let the other party watch the show It looks like the Dragon Witch added together.

——The King of Knights, Arturia, requested you to initiate a multiplayer campaign? ?

--agree or not? ?

The Dragon Witch standing above the street lamp suddenly understood the deep meaning in the eyes of the King of Knights, and just wanted to express something, but found that behind Fang Han, there was a more beautiful figure, which seemed to represent the most holy figure in the sky.

--It's you! !Orleans village girl, Joan of Arc! !

A thousand years in a flash.

But when Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc looked at each other, an aura no less than that of the Knight King father and son was quietly brewing.

Don't laugh, don't laugh! !