I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

A confused voice came from the mask, questioning.

"The Emperor... Apostle...?"

Shi Lang raised his eyebrows.

And at the moment Shirou absorbed the information, the masked general's hand quietly touched the sword on his waist, but the moment the man's hand touched the sword, there was a "shoo", a sword, an instant Pierced the man's arm.

Blood splattered.

"Woo..."

The man covered the arm pierced by the sharp sword.

"Tick, tick..."

The blood dripped down the blade.

"In front of me, you can't do little tricks. Give up and go with me obediently. I don't like bullying the weak." Shilang folded his arms and said with one eye closed.

"You guy, call me weak?"

"Yes, weak!" Shi Lang nodded: "Although I can't talk about a strong one, but your words...probably even if it is a thousand times stronger, it will not be my current opponent."

"It's really arrogant, Master Apostle! Then let me see, how strong the arrogant Master Apostle is!"

The man endured the pain, drew the sword, gritted his teeth and rushed towards Shilang.

Chapter 5 I don’t want to recognize him, it’s hard!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

The man held the sword high and rushed towards Shilang.

"From just now, you should recognize how big the gap is between us. I didn't intend to kill you, but you still raised a knife at me. This is not courage, but simple stupidity."

Shilang's mind moved, and dozens of replica swords appeared all over his body, like a rain curtain, rushing towards the man.

Upon seeing this, the man hurriedly swung his long sword to resist, but the number of swords was too much. At this scale, even the heroic spirit who has tempered a skill to the depths can hardly resist, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands.

Only Gilgamesh’s "Treasure of the King" and the "Infinite Sword System" of the Heroic Guardian can resist the Shilang copying the sword group.

Therefore, this person is naturally no exception. After flying a few replica swords, he was pierced in his limbs and nailed to the wall.

Shi Lang walked up to this person and asked, "Tell me, who are you, and who is your foreign enemy?"

"Do you think I can say it? I will never say it in death!" the man said firmly.

"I think you will be obedient."

Shi Lang said flatly.

The man looked at Shi Lang's eyes, which were clearly so bright, like fire-like bright eyes, but this person felt a chill, and his heart felt fuzzy.

Perhaps, many people have forgotten. Or, Shirou had protected the people around him too well, so no one realized it.

Shirou is a king, a ruler and a leader.

The king is kind and cruel.

The real king does not have any personality, and will only show the required personality according to the current needs. So it will be soft and cruel.

Because the throne was not spoken out, let alone imagined, but made of sword and blood.

However, Shirou's heart is very soft, so if not necessary, he will not show his cruel side.

Shirou stretched out his hand toward the mask of the masked man, he wanted to take off the other person's mask to see the other person's true face clearly.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of Huo Huo wind, and there was a chill in the back of my head.

Dangerous!

The moment the biological instinct sounded the alarm, Shi Lang followed the instinct and projected a huge sword behind his head. The next moment one leg was brought on by the cold wind, and he kicked that one. On the sword.

"Crack—"

This sturdy giant sword was destroyed by destruction and its immense strength made Shilang seem to be hit by a large truck traveling at high speed, and he was about to be knocked out if he was unable to resist, but now Shilang is no longer Wuxia Amon. , I saw that his body turned, and the bones in his body twisted coordinately, which transmitted this huge force to his feet.

In the end, he stepped on his foot violently, and all the huge force was transferred to the ground. Only hearing a "boom", the steel under his feet broke through a huge hole in an instant, showing the strength of the opponent.

At the moment when he unloaded his power, Shi Lang projected a sharp sword and slashed towards the sneak attacker. The speed is fast, the reaction is fast, the action is coherent, and the masked man who is nailed to the wall is dumbfounded.

"Is this guy the Holy Apostle from the Kingdom of Shadows? But, I heard that the Holy Apostle is a woman...!"

The masked man was so dumb that he forgot the pain of being pierced by a sharp sword.

However, Shirou's reaction was fast enough, but the attacker's reaction was not slow. The moment Shi Lang took out his sword, the body of the attacker dodged strangely, then his right hand stretched out, clasping Shi Lang's wrist, and slammed his back.

Although he was a little surprised by the martial arts of the sneak attacker, Shirou was not at all stunned. When he was thrown back and his cheek was about to touch the ground, his empty hand stretched out with lightning, propped it on the ground, supported his body, and then volleyed around. A whip kick struck out with lightning.

However, the sneak attacker seemed to have anticipated the blow, and his figure had already jumped into the air, as light as a butterfly. At the same time, a red spar was shining in the sun.

That...

Could it be that!

Shi Lang's eyes shrank suddenly, and his subconsciously projected the Sword of Oath of Victory, and then magic power was injected into it, and the Sword of Oath of Victory radiated a dazzling light.

The red spar gleamed in the sun, and then the assailant stretched out his hand clenched into a fist, his thumb slammed like a trigger.

The red spar suddenly turned into a sea of ​​light of the red lotus, like light, like a sea, like a star, like a pillar, and roared towards Shilang.

At the moment when that beam of light was about to come in front of him, the Sword of Oath of Victory in Shirou's hand was already filled with magic power and turned into a pure sword of light.

Facing the setting sun and facing the beam of light, Shiro held the sword of vows and swung abruptly, and saw a flash of sword light flashing by, and the beam of light was directly cut open by Shiro like a cloth cut by a blade. .

After cutting the beam of light, Shiro looked intently, and the assailant had pulled the masked man from the wall, held the masked man, and walked away.

"Want to run?"

Shi Lang raised his eyebrows, and when he was about to chase away, the surviving mecha soldiers around him came forward like a manipulator, surrounded Shi Lang like a wall of despair, and then exposed their muzzles.

"Suddenly—"

The flames were everywhere, and the bullets rained.

Shi Lang raised his eyebrows, and calmly projected a dozen legendary shields, which surrounded him like a shield wall.

"Boom boom boom——"