Chapter 446 Zhisheng

Because while restoring their physical strength, the other party must consume the spiritual power or spiritual power that can launch the holy light impact. As a Templar who focuses on physical attacks, it is impossible to have a strong spiritual power to consume under the condition of strong physical strength! When this guy's mental strength is exhausted, Acon's necromancer can give a fatal blow to this superstitious knight!

In Zhang Fan's eyes, the white blood strip above the Templar's head was not as embarrassed as he did, and the holy light that had just fallen from the sky restored most of his vitality. Zhang Fan knew in his heart that when physical strength and spiritual power are combined, if he added this only life with magic, it would inevitably consume something else. This may be a hidden attribute that cannot be seen, but it really exists. If it can consume life to replenish life, it is a paradox! Therefore, this Templar must have his invisible recovery limit!

Zhang Fan did not inform Aken of the vitality of the knight by means of team letters. He should maximize the ability to let Aken complete the task independently so that he can get the best completion. Therefore, he also informed other followers. Aken did not use his few followers to fight, which was also out of this consideration!

The Templar's martial arts skills are very exquisite, much more powerful than the one-eyed mountain king controlled by Acan. At this time, the Templar also found that Aken's only weakness was that the summoner himself was not strong, so he secretly approached Aken and tried to kill the summoner himself in one fell swoop! Aken sneered at the poor performance of the Templar and did not move. When the Knights Templar, who thought he was calculating, rushed at him viciously, a large number of necromancers rushed out from behind and surrounded him!

"Play with me, you're still a little young." Aken took a few steps back in contempt and emptied the battlefield. More necromancers leaked the water stacked by the Templars.

Without suspense, the Templar had no choice but to consume his vitality and launched the second holy light shock wave, turning these nearly 100 dead warriors who surrounded him into flying ashes! He painfully felt that he seemed to be trapped in a spell contest that he was not good at.

When he stood up again, the One-eyed Mountain King turned his hands into two huge six-tube Gatling machine guns, spewing out countless spiritual bullets and covering him! His cross sword waved like the wind, but he couldn't stop many spiritual bullets. He was only staggered back more than ten meters. Physical strength fell to the dangerous stage of serious injury again!

"Suffering is the burden of the faithful, and bad luck is the salvation of Christ! All glory belongs to the Father!" The eyes of the Templar are as firm as granite, and the standing body shines divinely! He raised his sword with his hands on his chest and staggered his feet, like a perfect sculpture! A delicate cross on his chest emitted a white shadow, condensed behind him into an image of Jesus' crucifixion.

In Zhang Fan's eyes, the vitality of the Templar has recovered again, but the cross on his chest is dim. If this guy sat on the horse with armor, what would happen now!

The spiritual bullet of the One-eyed Mountain King is blocked dozens of centimeters in front of the Templar and is not allowed to enter! The Knights Templar walked step by step towards Aken, his footsteps were heavy and firm, as if he were carrying Jesus on the cross! Aken's pupils contracted, which was what he was most worried about, absolute defense, and then directly attacked his own body!

Dozens of necromancers rushed up, and the Templar turned a blind eye, like a humanoid tank, and bumped into the enemy blocking him! The footsteps are still moving forward slowly but firmly. Those necromancers can only attack in front of him in vain, but they can't hurt the knight a hair! Instead, he was burned by the holy light and hissed fiercely.

"Absolute defense! Then let's see which one is more powerful, the strongest spear or the strongest shield!" Aken shouted and held a blue-gold revolver in his hand.

The bullet fired by the 'Six Sakura Wheel', which was weakened by Zhang Fan's repair of the talisman, was no longer so funny. A light green flashing golden bullet hit the knight's body heavily! Must-kill bullets!

Bullet penetrates the boundary of absolute defense! Sure enough, one blow will kill! One bullet can take a thousand lives from the enemy! The slowly approaching Templar's face turned gray, as if he had been seriously damaged! But a miracle happened. Behind the Templar, the image of Jesus carrying the cross turned into a broken star and penetrated into the body of the Templar, repairing the body of the knight who was injured by the killing bullet, and the face of the Templar became rosy again. Draw! The must-kill bullet consumes the absolute defense boundary!

The Templar roared, "Honor is your wings, courage is your sword, charge!" I saw a male angel figure holding a flame sword, which appeared behind the Templar, and then attached to the Templar. The two overlapped. The Templar seemed to incarnate into a fighting angel, bringing a virtual shadow and rushing straight to Aken not far away!

The necromancer summoned by Aken was scattered by the angels and could not be hindered at all! The one-eyed mountain king roared silently, and the one-eyed mountain made a powerful spiritual impact, but was cut open in front of the angel's flame sword! According to the holy sword, all obstacles along the way were crushed!

Aken hurriedly laid several defensive boundaries around his body, but was smashed by the charge of the Templar incarnate of the angel! The sword penetrated Aken's body and knocked him away like a broken sack!

Zhang Fan's green wing's face changed, and the green wing was about to rush to the rescue and was stopped by Zhang Fan, "Wait! It's useless to go now!"

The holy light on the body of the Templar dissipated, and the image of the angel gradually blurred. He felt that his body was like a collapse, with a cross sword in his hand, knelt to the ground, and gasped. Finally, we won! What a tragic victory! He stood up and was about to greet his followers, put on his armor again, and then bring these infidels to justice. But he found that his companions looked behind him in horror...

"Hey, almost, you won..." A gloomy ridicule sounded behind the Templar, which was the hateful voice of the little young man.

The Templar suddenly turned around and saw Aken standing not far behind him with a smile!

"How is that possible! You..." The Templar was shocked.

"Return to God's arms..." Acan waved his hand and countless necromancers drowned the exhausted Templars. In the distance, Aken's body flashed into a three-inch-high doll, which broke into powder and drifted away with the wind.

This time, the Templar no longer has the ability to emit a strong holy light, and his combat effectiveness has been exhausted. But even so, the ability of the Templar is still not to be underestimated!

"Glory to the Father, and I will sacrifice at your feet!" A sun rises in the pile of necromancers, and all the necromancers turn into flying ashes! Even the one-eyed mountain king wandering not far away was emitted blue smoke from the huge eyes burned by the strong holy light! Aken actually lost his connection with the One-eyed Mountain King, and there was only a light left in front of him!

It's not just him, but even Zhang Fan's green wings, as well as the dark cherry goblin and the heavenly dog Samo, were burned by this strong holy light. Even the companions of the Templar have suffered the same damage!

Only another Templar shed tears in his eyes, drew a cross on his chest, bowed his head and prayed for his comrades-in-arms: "May your spirit be guided by the Father and return to the eternal kingdom, Amen!"

When everything calmed down, Zhang Fan recited the Buddha's mantra, and his eyes recovered first. In the center of the battlefield, the great body of the temple knight was half kneeling, with his hands stationed on the sword, and his forehead leaned against the handle of the sword, as if he were a god of war who was resting. Another Templar is muttering and praying, while others are still groping in a state of blindness.

Zhang Fan's hand shines with the Buddha's light, which will heal all his personnel except Aken and be on guard.

Aken sat on the ground, and his eyes were still white, as if he were snow blind. He shouted, "Did I win?"

"Is that so..." Zhang Fan sighed. The half-kneeling Templar's vitality was zero.