Steel Armour City

Although injured, strog didn't seem to care. He didn't stop at all. He drew a winding curve in the air and happened to encounter another three lights that had just escaped from the explosion. There are three other skinny Temple warriors. As for the three Temple warriors, strog had the upper hand, but he didn't have much difficulty. He cut off one of their wings with his lightsaber, and strog had three small explosive light groups on his way.

Compared with being completely torn up by the rules of space, the energy produced by cutting off a wing is much less than destroying the huge energy contained in the body of the thin Temple warrior, and the natural explosion scale is much smaller. However, the result of this series of explosions is that the temple warrior model coming up behind should be much more careful.

Since the enemy was cautious, strog was no longer so cruel. The next few saves were just to block or hurt the temple warrior's wings, without much action. Strog slowed down only when another long sword with full pattern jingled against the Zhenguang sword.

That's the lightsaber. That's the head of the temple order. Of course, strog is facing the head of the authentic Temple order.

"Er, it seems that I have met Zhengzhu!" Li Xinyan said to stroge in his consciousness.

What strog saw was another thing: "well, this leather bag doesn't look thick. It's very handsome!"

Li Xinyan had a close look at his face made of light. It was true that his sword eyebrows and tiger eyes were full of heroism. His half length hair floated on the armor, which was elegant but also strong.

"I wonder how you can steal this shell and put it on yourself." Li Xinyan road.

"It's a long story. It's not very convenient now, either. " Strog said, while holding flowers with a long sword, he was entangled with the head of the authentic Temple warrior regiment in the air and flew up to the side. No matter who strog really is, now from the outside, the heads of the two temple warrior regiments are entangled. Those ordinary Temple warriors naturally know the strength of them, so they don't intervene in the battle and hover around to observe.

From a distance, there are two streamers intertwined with each other at an unparalleled speed, while there are dozens of streamers wandering around.

Although the scene looks beautiful in the distance, the two streamers in the middle are intertwined, but they are extremely dangerous. The Zhenguang sword is an artifact in this space, and now two handles appear together. The fighting space between strog and the leader of the authentic Temple warrior order becomes a dangerous area.

After dozens of rounds, strog made little progress except for some more wounds. The head of the authentic Temple warrior regiment didn't make any contribution. He added some wounds to strog's body. He himself was not much better. What's more, strog pulled a hole in his handsome face, which was a break. The tactics and strength of both sides are almost the same. The common attack method is that they can be equal.

"Hum, are the real angel group like you?" Strogge road. This time, he said it not in his mind, but directly to the head of the temple order. The head of the temple warrior regiment seemed to be angry and funny when he heard this. He was dazzled and threw sword moves, and asked: "since the goods are higher than us, why should we wear our skin?"

Strog, with a dull smile and no answer, suddenly changed his direction. Without warning, he collided with a temple warrior walking around slowly. The Zhenguang sword tore the temple warrior into two pieces, and the sword in the temple warrior's hand fell into the hands of strog. In the fierce fight, he made some achievements in this move, but he also paid a little price. The sword of the warrior commander made a small cut on his back.

With a long sword in hand, there will be a small independent flying thing in the battle group between them.

At first, the head of the temple order didn't seem to feel anything, but after a long time, he felt that there was something wrong with the war situation. Although this sword belongs to an ordinary Temple warrior, and its hardness is not as strong as the zhenguangjian, it is also a trouble to wear it unexpectedly in the two men's Regiment under the control of strog. The head of the temple warrior regiment has no experience in using weapons like this. However, strog seems to have practiced this kind of fighting method for a long time. With the cooperation of two swords, he gradually gained the upper hand. At the critical moment, the lightsaber in his hand can always entangle or strike reasonably, expanding the attack range to the place where the arm length can't reach. In this way, it seems that he can't complete the move originally, The head of the temple order lost three or four feathers after several rounds, and also suffered some injuries on his legs.

The speed of the head of the temple warrior regiment was slowing down after the struggle!

In this case, strog's words are more offensive: "hum! You were not born when I was fighting

The head of the temple order finally ran out of patience, and he began to open and close, with every effort that seemed to throw strog into the stars. Strog naturally knew that this was not the way to fight for a long time. For two people who were close to each other, when the natural power was exhausted, it was time for them to be slaughtered by each other. However, he had no good way, so he had to carry it. After all, the leader of the temple warrior regiment was extremely lethal before the power was exhausted.

"Maybe I'll be better with you. From the beginning to now, I haven't fought. I've beaten him physically! " Li Xinyan said to stroge in his consciousness.

"No, your highness, you are not familiar with this body. It's too dangerous." Strog objected.

"Hey, you're saying that. If I don't control my body, it's not dangerous?"

"This... Seems to be the same."

Li Xinyan said: "you've been fighting for a long time. In fact, I've been trained for such a long time. Don't you worry?"

"So it is."

"I'll do it then?" Li Xinyan suggested.

From the first moment of climbing the mechanical City, in fact, the core of consciousness of Li Xinyan and strog is always separated. Li Xinyan can naturally feel this, because strog always stands in front of him like a virtual shadow. Although Li Xinyan can also feel the pain from the beginning of fighting with the temple warrior, it is strog's nerve transmitted through consciousness, It's not that Li Xinyan's body has been hurt.

Strog's hacking technology is actually a transformation of his own body. On the shell, it looks the same as the head of the temple warrior order in appearance and function. The injuries he suffered are actually the injuries strog suffered in this world. Li Xinyan has been hiding in strog's body, so he has not been hurt.

Stroge figured this out, and naturally felt that there was nothing infeasible about Li Xinyan's proposal.

"As a holy Son, if you don't have this ability, is it useless? Maybe I should let him try. " Strog thought.

However, this idea was not well controlled and spread to Li Xinyan's consciousness. Li Xinyan clapped and said with a smile, "yes, you always call me your highness, so I should see if I have the ability to be called your highness."

On the level of consciousness, the communication between the two people is naturally very fast. During this period, the head of the Templar order has attacked strog with two Epee swords, smashing strog to the surface of a star and smashing the huge star directly.

However, he stopped to watch strog come out of the broken stars, but his hand trembled imperceptibly. Strog's face, which was a little tired at first, seems to have changed a little. The tired is gone and replaced by a faint smile! His pace also has an indescribable flavor, not a leisurely and elegant walk, but a slightly regular step. He can't tell the specific difference, but strog's whole person is like a different person except for the wound!

"Ah, it's a wonderful feeling. It's easier than that body. Is this the feeling of God? " Li Xinyan looked at the head of the temple warrior regiment in front of him. He was slightly surprised.