Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

"There are enemies!"

The young girl Amaterasu didn't even think about it, she just pointed at it, and the Yata mirror resting on Yu Zhongming's head immediately flew into the sky.

An invisible door opened from the mirror surface of the Yata mirror, swallowing the sun and the giant sword silently.

In the next second, sixteen suns illuminated the sky, and the silent giant sword shot out with distorted light and shadow.

The young girl Tianzhao nodded her head in satisfaction as she looked at the scene she had created.

Turning his head, just as he was about to show off, he saw Yu Zhongming sleeping in his dream.

An indescribable feeling of terror emerged from Yu Zhongming's body, turning into some incomprehensible existence and covering the entire forest.

The young girl Amaterasu suddenly came back to her senses, and hastily hung the Yata Mirror over Yu Zhongming's head again, letting drops of the sun's light soothe his consciousness.

The incomprehensible existence slowly withdrew its body and returned to Yu Zhongming's body.

"It's over!" The young girl Tianzhao stuck out her little tongue, she got into trouble and tried to get away with it.

But Asakura Mayu is obviously not the type to follow this pattern.

She stared at the young girl Tian for a long time before saying unhappily: "Let it attack those attacks, and it is impossible to break through here anyway. If the seal of Yata Mirror is not maintained, the whole spirit world will be finished by then. You don't want us When the master wakes up, he will become a wanted criminal in Great Britain. Although he is not afraid, it must be very troublesome."

"Well, I was wrong!" The young girl Tianzhao obediently bowed her head and admitted her mistake.

In the gap where the young girl Amaterasu lowered her head and couldn't see, Asakura Mayu flashed a triumphant smile on her face.

She looked at the direction of the attack full of worry, and sighed: "Although it was only for a moment, the warning sword energy released by the master must have undergone mutations under the influence of the breath just now. The trace of breath...although it shouldn't kill anyone...but...hey~! I hope those who attack here tonight will ask themselves the best of luck."

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This is very wrong.

This thought flashed through Russell Pendragon's mind for the third time.

He cut through the sword energy that wanted to attack from behind him with one sword, and the red armor on his body was densely covered with scars.

Around him, except for the knight Newman Campbell, the other knights were exhausted and collapsed on the ground, life and death unknown.

This is absolutely not right.

The sword qi in front of him seemed to have a life of their own, capable of sneak attacking, cooperating, and deceiving.

It was so agile that it made him feel terrified.

Less than 2 minutes after the encounter, except for him and the knight Newman Campbell, all the people were powerless to fight again.

It appears to have failed.

He looked at the nearly thousand sword qi neatly arranged in the opposite sky, and he was constantly thinking - at such a moment, he was no longer impatient.

Russell Pendragon had a calm mind and judged the current situation very seriously.

Things can't be done, and tonight's attack has completely failed.

Even if he could repel the sword energy, he would not have the strength to fight Yu Zhongming.

Unexpectedly, several knights in the alien state would be defeated, and it seemed that Yu Zhongming hadn't used his full strength yet.

This kind of power is so terrifying that it is not in the same dimension as them.

No matter how tough it is to move forward, it is unwise to retreat in time to avoid loss expansion is the best choice for the king.

But not reconciled.

So much preparation, so many plans in mind.

Simply because of the voice of the heart, he retreated for a long time?

He is not reconciled!

[Are you going to retreat?His Royal Highness Russell]

Seeming to see his hesitation, the voice of Cavalier Newman Campbell came from his chest.

[Yes I am. ]

He hesitated for a second.

[What a pity!Hey~! ]

Knight Newman Campbell sighed, turning into a purple streamer, shuttled across the battlefield, holding the collapsed knights in his hands.

Russell Pendragon held the sword in the stone with both hands and did not move. He just confronted the sword energy in the sky quietly.

During their confrontation, knight Newman Campbell calmly led most of the knights away from the area where the two confronted and put them in a relatively safe direction.

Looking at the last injured knight being taken away by Newman Campbell, Russell Pendragon heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked into the depths of the dense forest, where the Sword Master Yu Zhongming should be.

Unexpectedly, with our ability, we can't even see his face, so we will retreat here.

The idea of ​​not being reconciled and unwilling to admit defeat burned in his heart.

Wow~!