Super Golden Eye

After speaking, Fang Yang just meditated cross-legged in front of Lancelot, and began to adjust his breath! It is completely undefended!

Such a performance made Lancelot, who had been utterly absent from the moment he appeared, a flash of light, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Two hours later, Fang Yang opened his eyes on time. Lancelot looked at him: "Aren't you afraid that I just attacked you?"

Fang Yang followed his tone of voice: "Don't be afraid, because you are a real knight, guarding the knight!"

Lancelot glanced at him deeply: "Pull out your sword and fight!"

Lancelot respected Fang Yang a standard knightly, and Fang Yang clasped his fists in return. , Slantingly pointed his dragon scale sword upwards at the tip of the sword to show respect.

Lancelot asked in a deep voice, "The swordsman has no eyes. You regret it now."

Fang Yang frowned: "I said, my destiny is my decision! No one can interfere with my will! Nor can God!"

Lancelot said: "Then, you are not afraid of your death, what impact will it have on your subordinates?"

Fang Yang showed a kind smile: "This, is it too far to think? If we die, who can control what others do?

You also have your own followers, right? Do they also follow with death? In the same way, even if I die, my subordinates will still live better, but the method is different. "

"Then fight!"

Lancelot's body was shrouded with a holy refraction, as if the **** of war descended to the earth, holding aloft the sword of the knight, slashing towards Fang Yang.

When Fang Yang came up, he gave himself a twelve-fold acceleration, and the dragon scale sword exploded into the sky with a sword aura that enveloped Lancelot's surrounding area of ​​three feet.

Lancelot's attack did not have many skills and routines, but power and speed. And this simplest basic composition is precisely the most critical factor in the battle.

Fang Yang's full sky sword shadow was directly forcibly broken by Lancelot's knight sword. The first time the two met, it was a fight.

Fang Yang's sword power changed and turned around. The sword light that was overwhelming just now was immediately attracted and merged into one, like a hundred rivers entering the river, upstream, and attacking Lancelot's heart!

"Open!" Lancelot took a half-step forward with his left foot, his knees bent slightly, all wanting to shine, directly head on!

A white light with the thickness of a bowl shot from Lancelot's knight sword, and it hit Fang Yang's Wan Liugui directly!

There was a loud bang, and even the surrounding air seemed to be distorted. The two of them retreated violently at the same time, and the powerful shock wave destroyed all the trees within a hundred meters of them!

"Hahaha, so refreshing! Come again!"

Fang Yang is so proud, his figure soars into the air like a big bird, the sky is full of sword light flying, covering his figure!

"Huh, it's only for pediatrics, and I dare to show it off!"

Lancelot danced his knight sword with disdain, turning faster and faster, a thick holy light swayed from the knight sword, completely shielding himself in it, letting the sword light outside, but unable to break through. !

Lancelot's idea is very simple, straightforward, and it is to drop ten guilds in one effort. But when the strength of the two sides is not much different, the changes in skills and routines will play a crucial role.

Now Fang Yang can better integrate the spiritual power of the Sun and Moon Twin Spirit Orbs into his true qi to fight, which is much more stable than the power of Feng Shui.

After all, the power of Feng Shui can only kill the Quartet in the Eastern world, but in the Western world, it is extremely restrictive. However, the Sun Moon Double Spirit Orb had absolutely no worries in this regard.

Fang Yang had already seen that Lancelot's strength was strong, but his moves were only moderately chopping, blocking, blocking, and stabs.

If it is a battle between Western knights, then Lancelot can definitely achieve a full program rolling. But it was not so easy to meet Fang Yang.

A series of blue sword lights pierced Lancelot from an unbelievable angle. The dragon scale sword at this moment seemed to be an incarnation of a serpent, which made Lancelot extremely uncomfortable.

As a guardian knight, Lancelot has experienced countless battles in his life, and even the king of the land was pulled down by him.

But it is precisely because of his identity that he has never left LD for half a step in his life, so how can he come into contact with the magical techniques of the East?

I believe that if I had really fought with the Eastern monks, Lancelot would not have been so big when I first met.

Lancelot gradually felt a little strenuous, unable to defend Fang Yang's weird and secret offensive, being forced by the sky of sword light, and constantly retreating.

"Hahaha, how? Now that I know, I'm not talking big, am I? Take the move!"

Fang Yang was in the air, and the more he fought the battle. Lancelot's true energy is more masculine, and Fang Yang frantically injects the spiritual power of the Moon Shadow Spirit Orb into the dragon scale sword.

With the injection of a large amount of moon shadow power, the sword light of the dragon scale sword also seemed to have turned into a moonlight appearance, attacking more quickly, strangely, and silently, making Lancelot more difficult to resist.

The strange silver sword lights shuttled through the air, and Lancelot could only resist passively, and the jingle of gold and iron was particularly pleasing to the ears.

"Now!" Fang Suo speeded up suddenly, shaking out twelve sword flowers in a row. Lancelot exhausted his whole body to solve the problem, and only escaped from eight sword flowers.

"Por~Por~Por~Por~" Four sounded murmuring, Lancelot's joint between his arms and waist was pierced, and blood was bursting.

A white light flashed on Lancelot's body, and the wound automatically stopped bleeding. This kind of magical ability could not even be achieved by the priest of the Church of Light.

Lancelot looked at Fang Yang with a solemn expression, and whispered: "Oriental monk, you really deserve it! Your swordsmanship is very strong!"

Lancelot said sincerely, he believed that his strength was still higher than Fang Yang. But Fang Yang's combination of speed, power and skill is much better than himself!

Fang Yang is also not modest: "Accept, accept. You Western knights have outstanding advantages, but also outstanding shortcomings. This kind of swordsmanship is not even an entry-level skill in our East!"

Lancelot was about to launch an attack, but found that the wound he had stopped bleeding broke again!

Lancelot couldn't help but change his face, the holy power in his body was running at full force, trying to seal the wound as soon as possible.

"It's useless, if you break it so easily, how can I mess with it? If you swear not to be an enemy of me, then I can help you relieve the trouble at any time!"

Fang Yang knew it well, and knew that it was the spiritual power of the moon shadow remaining in Lancelot's wound that prevented his wound from healing.

Although the sacred power in Lancelot's body is pure, but compared with the spiritual power of the Moon Shadow Spirit Orb condensed by Yuehua, it is a world of difference, and it is naturally difficult to see the power.

Lancelot suddenly knelt to the west on one knee and prayed devoutly: "Great God, please grant me the power to overcome evil and follow the glory that I once had!"

Following Lancelot's prayer, a holy white light fell from the sky and entered Lancelot's body. Suddenly, his whole body was full of white light, and his aura rose to the extreme.

Fang Yang is a little depressed. These Western guys can borrow power from their gods at every turn. When can they activate such functions?

As the white light entered the body, the wound on Lancelot's body was completely healed, and Lancelot slowly stood up, feeling that he was in full condition.