Chapter 928 Liwei End

After seeing the life and death book in Ye Tian's hand, Rafwit's face changed slightly. Although he had protection, he didn't know whether the sacred object could prevent the book. At present, he said awe-inspiringly, "This book is an evil thing. You can't use it anymore!"

"Okay, I don't need it. The three of you, come on!"

Ye Tian has been walking around the world with his master Li Shanyuan since he was a child. He has seen a lot of gentlemen and villains in the market, but he is the only one who is most disgusted with Raftwitt, who is a bitch and still needs to set up an archway. Obviously, he is greedy for his own life and death book

"Anyway, I'm also a Chinese. Those old guys are respectful to themselves. Just do something for the country!"

Looking at the three people who came down from the stands wearing medieval samurai armor, Ye Tian narrowed his eyes. Those who knew him well would know that whenever Ye Tian showed this expression, it also showed that he was murderous.

Put the books in his hand into his arms, Ye Tian went to the table on the side of the venue and signed his name on the long-drafted agreement.

The influence of the three Knights of the Round Table in Britain and Europe is too great. Without this agreement, the identity of the presiding judge of the Ravwitt Holy See alone would be enough to make many fanatical followers of the Holy See look for their own trouble.

"Mr. Ye, I've heard that there are many wonderful people in China for a long time, and I haven't been able to learn it. It's a pity. Please show mercy to Mr. Ye!"

After signing the agreement, the three of Raftwitt stood opposite Ye Tian and surrounded Ye Tian in a triangle. They believed that after taking action, the three of them would become a pinch attack, which was also the way that Raftwitt and his two old friends had applied against the enemy for hundreds of years.

"Jesus Christ has a great reputation in Europe, and I don't know whether it is a false name or a true talent?" Ye Tian sighed and said with a sad face, "I really wish I could give birth a few years earlier and see the demeanor of the sages!"

Ye Tian's words are not pretentious. He is talking about his heart. Today's earth is in the end of the Dharma era, and the aura of heaven and earth is scarce. Except for these old guys who have lived for thousands of years with the power of faith and other secret methods, few newcomers have joined, whether in the monastic

But the era in which Jesus Christ lived was full of strong people. Whether in the Western world or China, there must be many wonderful stories in that era, which makes people can't help but yearn for it.

"Bold, can you call the name of the Lord directly?" After hearing Ye Tian's words, a knight beside Rafwit shouted angrily.

"He is just your Lord. What does he have to do with me!"

Ye Tian smiled. Although the name of Jesus is very big, it is the same as Sakyamuni. They are all practitioners with great magical powers. There are also many such people in China. Ye Tian believes that Zhang Sanfeng is definitely stronger than these two.

It's just that most of the capable practitioners in China live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and rarely manifest themselves in the world. Otherwise, not to mention those ancient practitioners, it is not very difficult to live and die in the people with Ye Tian's cultivation. As long as he wants, he can also create things such as Sakyamuni or Jesus Come to the name.

So to those sages, Ye Tian can only be praised at most, but it is impossible to let him worship. If the practitioner practices against the sky and is not afraid of the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, how can he respect a foreign power?

"Your heart has been eroded by the devil. Let the divine light of the Lord purify you!"

A trace of sharp light flashed in Rafwit's eyes. His left foot stepped forward, and his right hand pulled out a cross sword from his waist. When he left and right knights took a step forward at the same time, pulled out the sword, and the three long swords pointed to Ye Tian. The action was very skillful.

"There are really some ways..."

Seeing the movements of the three people, Ye Tian's eyelids jumped. If the realm of the three people is divided by the standard of monasticism, Raftwit is almost the cultivation in the middle of the innate period, while the other two are in the early innate period. The reason why they can live so long may be related to the power of faith

If it is a one-on-one challenge, Ye Tian can definitely kill any of them in seconds, but when the three of them work together, the momentum has soared a lot, and there is a faint tendency to compete with Ye Tian, and the cold light of the cross sword in Raftwitt's hand is obviously not an ordinary thing.

After stepping into the venue, Ye Tian showed a solemn look for the first time and suddenly opened his posture under his feet. For thousands of years, foreign forces have not been able to enter China, but Chinese monks have not developed overseas, which shows that there is still a certain reason.

"Kill!"

Ralphwitt let out a shout. With a wave of the sword, he hit Ye Tian head-on. Unexpectedly, he used the sword as a big knife. A roar sounded through the air, and the evil spirit overflowed from the sword. Obviously, this sword had drunk the blood of many people.

At the same time, the long sword in the hands of the other two knights was like a poisonous snake, stabbing Ye Tian's ribs, making him unavoidable. In the eyes of outsiders, the three long swords closed all the space in front of Ye Tian's body. Ye Tian had no choice but to retreat.

Before the long sword reached his body, Ye Tian felt a trace of sword spirit coming, and his heart was also awe-inspiring. Even if he had practiced to the fake elixir period, he was also a flesh and blood. This sword with qi can also hurt his life.

It's just that Ye Tian wanted to stand in this battle and didn't want to retreat at all. He didn't move at the moment, and his left and right index fingers were in the same area, as fast as lightning in front of him. The "ddle" made two crisp sounds one after another, and the two cross swords were raised high.

After popping out two fingers, Ye Tian did not retreat and turned back. He bullied in front of Rafwitt as fast as lightning. He withdrew his right arm bent, and an elbow hit Rafwitt's neck. Although the action was not in any rules, it was extremely practical.

"Bold!"

Rafwitt's life in the battle of the south and the north, from cold weapons to hot weapons, he has experienced many battles, and his experience is also extremely rich. On one side of his body, he used his left shoulder to resist Ye Tian's elbow. His right hand trembled, and the empty long sword turned strangely and stabbed Ye

Rafwit's move was so sudden that even Ye Tian didn't expect that the warning from the bottom of his heart made his shoulder muscles slide, and his atrium seemed to suddenly shrink more than ten centimeters. Just as his right elbow hit Raftwitt's shoulder, the long sword also pierced his left shoulder.

With a muffled sound, the bodies of the two were separated at one touch. Ravwit moved seven or eight steps horizontally to the right, while Ye Tian rushed forward to decond the sword spirit that pierced into the body.

After standing in shape, Ye Tian took a deep breath. Dantian really surged wildly, and instantly expelled the sword spirit that invaded the body. At the same time, the back shoulder muscles stretched and closed the wound.

"Okay, good means. One person actually has two magic weapons. I underestimate you. Christianity can have so many believers and have been passed down for so many years, and there is something unique!"

There was a trace of anger on Ye Tian's face. He found that he had actually suffered a loss in this hand, because after Raftwit was hit by the elbow, a white aperture all over his body, which enveloped him. Although he retreated farther than himself, he did not suffer any harm.

"How can you understand the Lord's means?"

Ravwitt was surrounded by the white mask. Against the background of the white medieval armor, it became more and more sacred. He reached out and flicked gently, and a trace of blood slipped from the tip of the sword in his right hand, but it was absorbed by the armor.

"Ye, as long as you hand over that evil book, I think... the Lord will forgive you!"

Rafwitt's words were awe-inspiring, but no one knew that. At this time, Rafwitt was also shocked. The armor he wore and the sword in his hand were very big. It was one of the few holy relics in the Holy See. It is said that it was owned by the twelve disciples of Jesus at that time.

The main attack of the long sword, but when he hit Ye Tian, Rafwit felt like he was stabbed in a ball of cotton, unable to resist, and could only pierce Ye Tian's body.

The armor guard, but under that elbow, the power of faith contained in the armor was almost dispersed. Even with the protection of armor, Raftwit still felt a burst of his internal organs, and a mouthful of blood almost blurted out.

With two sacred relics, Ravwit almost suffered a great loss, which made him retreat in his heart. As long as Ye Tian is willing to hand over the book, he does not want to fight with the other party. The older he lives, the more he cherishes his life.

"It's true that people die for money and birds die for food. Up to now, they don't forget the book of life and death?"

Walking with his master in his teens, Ye Tian suffered such a big loss for the first time when he started with others. His face smiled more and more. He opened his mouth and spit, and a white light lingered around Ye Tian. "You have swords, Ye also has swords. Let's see whose sword is sharper!"

As soon as Ye Tianshen moved, the flying sword of his life drew a shadow in the air. The two knights standing beside Rafwitt did not have time to react, but felt that the throat position was cold, and a bloody smell came from the tip of his nose.

Ravwitt saw the opportunity much faster than his companions. Just when Ye Tian released the flying sword, a dangerous feeling rose in his heart and quickly raised the sword in his hand.

But only a "dang" sound came from his ear, and Ravwit was shocked to find that the holy sword, which had suffered from the power of endless believers' faith, broke from the middle, and then from the eyebrows to the tip of his nose to the chest and abdomen, a coolness spread from top to bottom to Ravwit's mind.

"What happened?"

From Ye Tian's flying sword to attack the enemy and take it back, the action was as fast as lightning flint. The onlookers didn't even see what the white light was.

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