Chapter 23 Killing Undercurrent

"It's so strong."

The huge beam of light displayed by King Arthur's Holy Thirteen Sword Array broke through the road and came to the world,

That feeling seemed to be crushed by the whole world. In an instant, the bones broke, and the five organs shifted, resisting the magic power in the sleeves of the chest. He just persisted for a moment, and immediately dispersed the chaos, and the magic power disappeared,

The next moment, the cuff of "Pong" burst, broke from the arm and turned into pieces,

This time column is really crushed on Yi Qing's real body. The power is like a huge palm in the starry sky. Yi Qing is the little ant,

The giant palm pressed down, and Yi Qing was immediately pushed to the ground,

Boom

The stars fell, and the whole ground suddenly trembled. The crazy smoke and dust rose everywhere, and a huge hole was immediately imprinted into sight.

This blow is far more powerful than Yi Qing's sneak attack on the peacock demon with the Qingzhou tripod. Most importantly, Yi Qing does not have the strong body of the demon clan.

"Well, poor infidel."

Under the Holy Thirteen Swords, all the forces in the twelve round table knights burst out with a strong blow. At this moment, a pale color appeared on King Arthur's face, but there was obvious coldness,

Although he said it was pitiful, his eyes were full of murderous intent,

He quickly walked to the pit where Yi Qing fell with the king's sword, and looked coldly into the pit. There was no doubt that King Arthur would insert the king's sword into Yi Qing's chest the next moment.

It's just that when you see the scene in the pit, King Arthur's face suddenly looks bad,

"Dad, where are the people?"

The smoke and dust gradually fell back to the ground again, and King Arthur's sight immediately became clear. At the bottom of the deep pit, there was a huge humanoid gravure,

In the soil with underground moisture, there are clear pieces of red, and a strong smell of blood immediately appeared in the smell of mud,

It's just that Yi Qing, who should have been seriously injured here, has disappeared,

There is no Yiqing at all,

"My king, will this damn infidant be extinguished under the Holy Thirteen Swords?"

With Lancelot, Gavin and other round table knights behind King Arthur, all the power in their bodies was just taken away. At this time, their faces were full of haggard,

Looking at the bottom of the empty pit, Lancelot's eyes also showed a trace of doubt, and he couldn't help asking softly,

"This infidel is called the Dragon God. No matter how powerful the thirteen sacred sword array is, it can never kill this person in one move."

King Arthur's face is absolutely ugly at this moment, gloomy and green, and his eyes are full of anger,

"The magical East, with a spell that we can't know, was escaped by him."

Speaking of this, King Arthur's eyes suddenly burst into an uncontrollable deep kind of solemnity and fear. Yi Qing's strength, if it weren't for the existence of an immortal scabbard, he would have died,

And if there is no thirteen sacred sword arrays, there is absolutely a possibility of defeat,

"He must have been seriously injured. He must mobilize all his strength. Be sure to find him before he recovers and kill him."

"Now you do this and mobilize all the light forces."

After saying that, King Arthur suddenly added another sentence. In the original majestic look, it was cold at this moment,

"Yes, my king."

Feeling King Arthur's dignified tone, Lancelot and others immediately remembered the magic-like power shown by the Oriental in the battle just now.

Thinking of my invincible king being easily defeated again and again,

This sudden memory suddenly made all the Knights of the Round Table shiver with fear. If the devil recovers his injury and comes back to revenge, who can resist it?

In the middle of the moon, the whole city of London fell into a state of tranquility,

Deep darkness gives human beings a feeling of returning to the mother and womb, quiet, quiet and peaceful,

It's just that no one knows that under this dark night, a fierce battle affecting the whole European continent has quietly come to an end, and the endless murderous intent has covered the whole Britain in an instant.

Just to find the fearsome Oriental,

At the same time, a hundred miles away, a young man covered in blood was esting away in confusion under the cover of darkness,

The moonlight above his head inadvertently fell on the young man's face, imprinting a young oriental face, the sword eyebrows star eyes, but the face was full of blood at this moment, and the sword eyebrows were tightened, showing that they were suffering a great pain,

Every step under my feet, there seems to be a kind of magical power, which appears in an instant,

"This time it's really careless. What a sacred thirteen sword array."

Who else is this person? I didn't expect that King Arthur had such a powerful card as the skill of joint attack. He was hit by King Arthur, and Yi Qing was immediately beaten into the mortal world.

He was pushed to the ground fiercely, and it was not the naturally strong body of the demon clan. Yi Qing was suddenly seriously injured.

Fortunately, Yi Qing's heart was tenacious, and he knew that King Arthur would not let go of him. He insisted on the magic power of shrinking into inches, and quietly escaped under the cover of the night.

If he is also a monk, Yi Qing will naturally not be able to escape. As long as the other party searches for a divine thought, he can lock Yi Qing's escape position. Fortunately, King Arthur will not have this kind of divine means belonging to the Eastern monks.

"The body now, like the balloon pierced by a needle, is even more messy inside."

During the escape, the injury immediately made Yi Qing couldn't help breathing cold air for a while. It can be said that Yi Qing has not suffered such a serious injury since he went down the mountain. He didn't expect that he would have suffered a big loss when he came to the West this time.

And for the injury suffered at this time, Yi Qing's heart was even more eager,

"We have to find a place to recover, but the embassy can't go back. King Arthur will definitely search for my traces."

The pain on his face was very painful, but Yi Qing's eyes were surprisingly calm. Dao Ruiguang flashed, and his thoughts turned in his heart. In an instant, he grasped the scene at this moment. In the dark, he could feel that the waves of killing were coming,

"This kind of injury will not last long to stimulate the mana."

The eyebrows frowned, and in the dark, the cold light bloomed in Yi Qing's eyes. It seemed that the lone wolf was injured, resolute and cold

For ordinary people like Mu Xiaobei, all the fierce battles and bloods seem to only appear in movies,

There is already silence around. Mu Xiaobei is lying quietly. Although she is very busy during the day and wrapped in endless darkness at this moment, Mu Xiaobei is surprisingly not sleepy at all.

Big eyes stared at the ceiling above the head, but there was no focus. From time to time, a figure flashed in my mind,

It's a young figure, with a long body, a light and elegant face, and there is always a smell of natural peace on the body,

"I don't know what he will be doing now."

Mu Xiaobei's big eyes suddenly blinked, and finally there was focus and brilliance. An indescribable emotion quietly flashed in the dark, and the figure in her mind suddenly became clear.

That night, the horrible vampire, the desperate girl, the same figure as the god who descended to the earth

The girl's calm heart lake for more than 20 years suddenly seemed to be thrown into a small stone one day. At this moment, there were layers of ripples,