Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Even if you escape death, you will continue to suffer huge amounts of damage.

Kerclough Harris even used this sword to kill a second-stage evil god in the other side of the void.

Seeing the sword light attacking like a shadow, Yu Zhongming didn't dare to neglect, and was about to raise his sword to meet him, but a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

[This sword doesn't seem to be able to harm him. ]

Feeling something in his heart, Yu Zhongming immediately turned the blade of the sword, and Asakura Mayu swung the sword together with him.

Facing his attack, Yu Zhongming didn't dodge or dodge, but went forward head-on.

Kerclough Harris showed a smile at the corner of his armor-covered mouth, and regardless of the sword light that Yu Zhongming slashed, he poured all his strength into the blow in his hand.

In an instant, the radiance cut out by the long sword in Kerclough Harris's hand swarmed into Yu Zhongming's body, rushing through his body with the power of will, but took the opportunity to come down after only a few seconds.

And the sword light of Yu Zhongming and Asakura Mayu also fell on the armor of Kerclough Harris.

Kacha~!

Under the sword light, the bright silver armor was broken inch by inch.

The extremely violent sword energy rushed into the flesh under the armor, cutting it into cracks.

Wow~!

The blood spurted out like a fountain.

The blood of the strong man at the second level on the other side fell to the ground as if he didn't need money.

Every drop and every point condenses into pure white spring water in this other end.

Kerclough Harris glanced at Yu Zhongming's state, and immediately realized something was wrong.

The other party seemed to be fine, and there was no scar on his body.

This is impossible, unless the other party has done good deeds and never done evil, they will not be harmed.

Kerclough Harris was astonished. If it wasn't for the armor covering his face, Yu Zhongming might have seen it clearly.

Even so, Yu Zhongming could sense the violent psychological fluctuations of Kerclough Harris.

An unbelievable feeling filled the heart of the other party.

Although he didn't know the situation clearly, Yu Zhongming didn't intend to delve into it. No matter how much you think about in battle, it's not as good as the moves in your hand are fast enough!

He stomped on the ground with his feet, and the soundless impact broke the sand, rocks and mud. The ground shook violently, and instantly fell several centimeters out of thin air.

In the next moment, Yu Zhongming had already stood in front of Kerclough Harris. Beside him, Asakura Mayu raised a long knife and aimed at Kerclough Harris' head at the same time.

"and many more."

Kerclough Harris suddenly interrupted Yu Zhongming's attack: "I admit defeat."

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Yu Zhongming withdrew his long sword instantly like flowing clouds and flowing water, and Asakura Mayu at his side also stabilized the blade at the same time, fluttering behind him, with his hands wrapped around Yu Zhongming's neck.

"Admit defeat?"

Yu Zhongming turned his long sword, stood on Kerclough Harris' neck, and asked with certainty: "Are you really admitting defeat?"

"Yes. Really throw in the towel.

Kerclough Harris raised his hands above his head, not paying attention to the blade on his head and neck: "I lost!"

"Then go back quickly and carry out my request." Yu Zhongming nodded in satisfaction.

"But I will not implement your request." Kerclough Harris said more than Yu Zhongming expected.

"Huh?" Yu Zhongming frowned, the blade in his hand was a little closer, and a drop of bright red blood slowly oozed from Kerclough Harris' neck.

"Haha~~! Haha~~~!"

Facing the terrible situation of being decapitated, Kerclough Harris laughed out loud instead.

"Mr. Yuzhong, do you know the name and function of the pose I just did?"

"Ok?"

Yu Zhongming was a little puzzled, but said indifferently: "I'm not interested, I just want to punish the loser now. I think the Papal Kingdom will be very sad if it loses a strong man from the second level on the other side."

Following the words, the blade in Yu Zhongming's hand got a little closer.

The wound on Kerclough Harris' neck began to expand slowly, and the blood changed from oozing to slowly dripping.

Regarding this scene, Kerclough Harris still looked as usual, he accepted with a smile: "The move just now is the most proud move I have ever entered since I entered the other side. It is called the perfect cut. It is the Knights Templar The advanced level of smashing evil slashing."

"This move cannot be avoided or defended. It must be based on the good and evil of your own actions. The more evil you are, the greater the damage you will suffer, and the more kind you will be, the less damage you will receive. Sword Master Yuzhong, you have suffered from me. This sword has not been damaged at all, I am afraid that it is usually a very good behavior."

"Threatening me for no reason like this is already your greatest flexibility."

Hearing Kerclough Harris' words, Yu Zhongming remained silent.

He frowned, but did not put down the long sword in his hand: "I haven't done evil things before, it doesn't mean I won't do evil things."

Kerclough Harris shook his head when he heard this: "The persistence of a person's life in daily behavior is a reflection of human consciousness. When it is not at the end of the road, the sword master of the imperial court You're not going to do things that kill people. I can assure you."

Yu Zhongming shook his head again: "No, if something important happens, people will change. From kindness to evil, from evil to admiration, is just a matter of one thought. Human consciousness is Such an easy thing to change."