Xingyue: I am Assassin

A good one never works overtime!At this moment, everyone in the audience was stunned, and everyone looked at the holy knight with hesitation.

Should we go up together, or wait for Mo Shuying to go up and then do it together?This is a good way to save face.

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"I despise you! You have no chivalry! Garbage! You dare not confront me head-on!"

The holy knight was bound by a flower ring, and a flower rope was stretched out, and Merlin held it in her hand.

In the end, Mo Shuying and the others did not kill the holy knight, but just controlled it, and then asked where the base camp of Black Joan was, and they were on their way now.

At that time, it was because Mr. Li was behind the Saintess Knight, and unexpectedly punched the Saintess Knight's waist, and the Saintess Knight lost strength on the spot and fell to the ground.

The old man really didn't exaggerate, if he wanted to kill the holy knight, it was really just a punch.

At this time, Mo Shuying was discussing boxing techniques with Li Shuwen.

"Master, how did you do that punch before? You subdued her with one punch. Is it a matter of acupuncture points? I want to learn!"

Mo Shuying showed an excited expression. If she learned this trick, wouldn't it be a backstab skill?You can do whatever you want with one punch.

"The punch just now was called Cutting the Pulse and Cutting the Blood. If you don't have decades of skill, you won't be able to use it. You should practice it slowly."

Li Shuwen said calmly with his hands behind his back, showing his demeanor as a master.

Mo Shuying was not disappointed when he heard that, he is not an ordinary person after decades of ordinary people.

A group of people were heading towards Orleans, where Joan of Arc was located. There was a city ahead, still emitting black smoke, apparently affected by the flames of war.

Seeing this scene, Joan hesitated and said.

"Everyone, I want to go to that city to see if there are any survivors."

As the saint of France, Joan of Arc still cares about the people.

"This..."

Matthew stood beside Joan of Arc, looking at Mo Shuying with some hesitation.

Now Mo Shuying has become the commander of the team and has the final say.

"...Okay, since it is the Holy Maiden who spoke, I must obey."

Mo Shuying glanced at Joan of Arc and did not refuse. If he was going to save someone, he would not stop her.

"Thank you! Everyone just keep going, I'll go and have a look first."

Joan nodded in thanks, then ran out of the team and ran towards the city.

After thinking about it, Mary followed. She is a rider-class servant, and her speed is her forte.

"I am the queen of France. Although the people don't understand me, I still love them~beautiful saint~I will go with you~"

Mary walked away, and soon joined Joan and went together.

Mo Shuying didn't speak, and everyone's speed remained the same, but they turned and walked towards the city. In fact, there was no life in that city. Joan of Arc knew this, but she still chose to take a look. What she was looking for was It is really impossible to have no chance of life. It is also possible to offer a prayer and a song of requiem for those who died tragically.

Just looking at the direction Joan of Arc left, the expression of the Holy Female Knight seemed to recall something.

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Joan of Arc, who was returning on a flying dragon, felt more and more that something was wrong.

But she could sense that Duke Piercing had also fallen, which meant that the opponent's fighting power was really strong, but the holy female knight hadn't died yet, which surprised her.

"What's the matter, Jeanne~ Is something wrong?"

Jill, who stayed at the base camp, came over and showed concern for Jeanne.

"It's okay, it's just that the berserk assassin and berserker spearman have been defeated, and the berserker knight probably won't be spared either. The opponent is very strong, and we need more servants to fight against them!"

Joan of Arc went to the summoning hall, ready to summon some heroic spirits to help in the battle.

It's just that she didn't realize that the existence she regarded as an ant that could be crushed at will in the beginning has now become an existence that needs to be confronted in her mouth.

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Chapter 125 I'm an assassin!Can you show some respect!

Joan of Arc holds the Holy Grail and can summon servants. Let alone the quality, there is no limit to the quantity. All that is needed is the accumulation of the magic power of the summoning array.

Although it is impossible to summon dozens of them in a row, two a day is no problem.

Two strange figures appeared in the summoning formation, a berserker covered in black armor, and an assassin in black and white hair.

"Is this all we can do today? Not enough! Not enough at all!"

Although she summoned two new followers, Joan of Arc was not satisfied. The strength of her opponent made her very unconfident. If the twelve knights were real, then she would need several times more troops to defeat them, because None of those knights were fuel-efficient lamps, and even she would care about the prestige of the Knights of the Round Table.

"You two go outside and guard first."

Gil gave the order, and the assassins and berserkers obeyed the order and walked out of the hall.

"Oh~ my beautiful Joan of Arc, are you tired? Please don't be so tired, pay attention to rest, all the difficulties in front of you are just clouds, we still have dragons, and many heroic spirits, don't worry."

Jill walked to Black Joan and bowed.

Black Joan looked at Jill, frowned and said.

"Jill, do I seem false to you?"

"No! No, you are the real thing! You are the unique Joan of Arc!"

Jill shouted excitedly, and Joan of Arc smiled when she heard this.

"It's good to have you in Jill, you are always like this, you are always by my side to support me and help me."

"This is my honor Joan of Arc, please let me continue like this, it is my responsibility to protect you, and go to rest, Joan of Arc, let me take care of the rest, don't worry, when you wake up, you will Good news."

Jill widened her eyes and said, these big Kazilan eyes are somewhat creepy.

"Well, thank you for your hard work Jill, I'll go to rest for a while and leave it to you."

Black Joan did feel a little tired, she turned and walked towards the side hall, where she rested.