Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Taking an unhurried pace, Luo Zhen raised his head and looked at this menacing black mud product.

The huge body just gives people a strong sense of oppression wherever it stands.

When it launches a charge, it will give people the illusion of the end of the world.

With a twinkle in his eyes, Luo Zhen slowly raised his white palm.

The next moment, a dazzling light filled his vision.

The high temperature and shock hit the charging black mud product head-on.

The exploding black mud was lifted into the sky and then fell like a black rain.

But before the rain hit the ground, it was evaporated by the hot light.

When the light dissipated, the black mud product, which was obviously much smaller in size, appeared in the huge pothole in some embarrassment.

Just by taking a look, you can tell that this guy's current situation is not good.

The black mud product in the pit suddenly felt that the light above it seemed to be covered, and looked up.

A circle of Kamen Riders surrounded the pothole, looking at it without the slightest emotion.

As if feeling the contempt of this group of Kamen Riders, the black mud surged violently.

The body that was originally scattered by Luo Zhen swelled violently again, and even the black mud in the lake poured into it in large quantities, revealing the Holy Grail at the bottom of the lake.

Objects that clearly exude a luxurious and sacred atmosphere emerged from the filthy black mud.

Seeing the black mud product with violently swollen body, all the knights backed away slowly.

Then...............

"Ready to go! Sparkling Finish!"

"Final AttackRide! De-De-De-Decade!"

One after another sound effects sounded.

All kinds of lights lit up on this battlefield, making people a little bit blind for a while.

All knights kick, please accept.

Chapter 690: Luo Zhen Is Not Interested and One-for-One Exchange

The flames of the explosion lit up, and the filthy black mud was evaporated and melted by the terrifying high temperature in the raging flames.

Wisps of black air rose from it and converged in a certain direction.

But before the black energy gathered together, the strange energy contained in the flames completely wiped out the black energy.

There was no chance for him to counterattack.

In the dry pond, the Holy Grail protruding from the black mud exudes a holy light.

But at the moment, no one cares about this so-called universal wishing device.

After the flames of the explosion dissipated, Hanayu knelt down on the ground with her head bowed.

The black mud that wrapped it before has disappeared.

The breath around him was also much more stable than before, and correspondingly much weaker.

The current situation of Huayu is no different from that of the surrounded Shuka combatant before.

Even more dangerous.

As long as it dares to make any changes, it will immediately usher in the second round of knight kicks.

Judging from the eager action of a certain muscular fool, it is obviously not enjoyable.

Not just some muscular jerk, but some other knights as well.

For example, Tan who is very interested in creatures like curse spirits!Li!fight!god!

Feeling the aura of the knights behind him, Hua Yu lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Maybe it's emotion, maybe it's fear,

After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Luo Zhen who didn't know when he came to him.

The white armor exudes a holy atmosphere, exuding a divine brilliance that is hard to ignore.

It's just that looking at Hua Yudu like this, I feel that my figure is slowly collapsing, as if my body can't complete the action of gazing.

Can't you look straight at God?

For some reason, this idea suddenly popped up in Hana Yu's head.

Compared with his ugly posture before, maybe this is the posture that a god should have?

Even trying to imitate it ended up being a big, disgusting mess.

At the moment its heart is at peace.

Is it repentance?Or did you give up because you realized that your strength was definitely poor?

Hana doesn't know.

It had never seen the presence of a god before.

This time is the first and possibly the last time.

Opening her mouth, Hana seemed to want to say something.

But in the next second, four white sharp blades emerged from the void, pierced through Hua Yu's limbs and nailed him to the ground.

The energy from the sharp blade made Hua Yu unable to make any resistance at this moment, as if her body didn't belong to her anymore.

Raising her head, Hana Yu looked at the figure in front of her with some puzzlement.

There seemed to be some anger.

But before Huayu opened his mouth, a white silk ribbon emerged from Huayu's face, wrapping Huayu's mouth layer by layer tightly.

The moment the end of the ribbon is wrapped, the soft ribbon exudes a metallic luster.

There is no transformation process, the soft silk ribbon has just turned into hard metal.

It completely blocked Huayu's ability to speak.

It is clear that Hua Yu does not need to open his mouth to speak, even if his mouth is sealed, he can convey his own words.

But at the moment it can't make any sound.

"I'm not interested in your emotions and life insights, and I don't really want to hear them."

Came a flat voice with a little arrogance.

Hanayu raised her head reluctantly, and what came into her sight was a face that couldn't be seen clearly.

The brilliance of the sun poured down from behind him, and the opponent's face was once hidden in the shadow.

It is impossible to see his face clearly.

"Also, your voice is too loud."

With a light swipe of his finger in the air, the metal covering Hana Yu's mouth suddenly became extremely heavy.

Hana Yu couldn't keep her head up and could only lie face down on the ground in a large font.

The line of sight was instantly occupied by the dry and cracked ground.

From the corner of the eye, one can vaguely see the culprit who made it look like this walking past it.

As if it was just an insignificant bug.

When humans don't care, they can allow the bugs to make noisy noises, but when they get bored, they will slap them with a slap.

Maybe in the eyes of the other party, he is not even a bug.

No longer resisting this force, Huayu buried her face in the ground as if accepting her fate.

Withdrawing his attention from Hua Yu, Luo Zhen no longer pays attention to this guy.

As he himself said, he had no interest in the feelings and laments of this crazy curse spirit after he was defeated.

He has neither sympathy nor sympathy for this curse spirit.

There may be some wariness or anger at first.

But at this moment, in Luo Zhen's eyes, Hua Yu is like a stone on the side of the road.

At a certain moment, Luo Zhen thought about whether he should just directly pierce this guy's head.

When this idea came out, Luo Zhen was at peace.

No malice or murderous intent.

Just simply came up with this idea.

Like a naive child who casually crushes an ant that crawls over it.

There is neither good nor evil and no hatred in the eyes of a child.

He just stretched out his hand very naturally and crushed the ant that came into his sight to death.

But the last sharp blade still hasn't emerged.

Luo Zhen chose to block this guy's mobility and wait for the special soldiers to come and still put him in the containment box.

Thus his task was accomplished.

Tilting his head, Luo Zhen thought so.

It was obviously a very normal process, but at this time Luo Zhen felt an inexplicable urge to crush this curse spirit directly to death.

It's just because the way this guy looked at him just now made him very upset.

Shaking his head, Luo Zhen threw this idea out of his head.

It always feels weird.

"How does it feel?"

Kota Koba, who had already untransformed, came over with a smile on his face and asked.