There were three standing figures in the crowd of people kneeling down and worshiping, Aya, Xiaoai, and Xiaona. This was a duel, but only the three of them were just watching this duel.

Dakor glanced at Aya from afar. She was still so beautiful, so charming, so cold and desolate. She frowned when she looked at her, and then turned her head. This girl from the Three Leaf Crocodile Women's Magic Academy was so cold to herself from beginning to end.

"Second sister, he's looking at you." Xiaonae, behind her, tiptoed. She saw Roger playing with the golden knife in her hand leisurely and said angrily: "That guy is so hateful when the duel is too. I hope that the knight teaches this despicable guy a lesson."

In the finals, she was cheated by Roger and she still missed her.

Aya said: "Compared with the Mad Dog Archbishop's policy of fooling the people, that bastard Roger is more pleasing to the eyes."

"Hey, second sister, the first time I heard you say so much,"

"snort",

Dakor beats his horse forward while the people's kneeling. The place where he duels with Roger is not a martial arts platform, but this square. There is no rule. Either life and death are decided, or the winning party chooses to end, and there is no other way.

The sound of horse hooves came, and Roger wrapped the handle of the golden knife into the steel wire and looked at him and said, "Maybe your mad dog father thought I was injured and destined to lose this duel, but unfortunately, I was not injured, and there was no suspense in this duel, you will lose it."

Dakor was unmoved, but he raised his light barrage with a sad face.

"Roger, I have no grudges and you. This duel is left to fate."

Roger held the steel wire and golden knife and sneered on the ground, "You have neither the strength to win me nor the determination to die. Why do you still have to stand here?"

"Even if I win this duel, it doesn't mean anything. My purpose is not to you. Tell me to make public the crimes of Duras, tell the people who kneel down to you, how he humiliated Sangelu, and how he forced me to accept this duel, say it out."

The people who were kneeling and worshiping looked at each other. What kind of duel is this? What kind of right and wrong is it contained?

Duras in the carriage lifted the curtain, and he saw Leana standing high at the top of the church at a glance. She also looked down at herself with a smile on her lips. Both sides of the duel have been arranged. It depends on who will win.

"Dakor's Knight's bravery must be proved with blood, not words." He spoke indifferently. His son was notorious before joining the Knights Templar Reserve. He was not worried at all. Now he suddenly found that Duras was a little disappointed.

If you want to cover the sky with your hands in a dirty world, you must be cruel and poisonous enough. Conscience is something that is destined to be thrown away. Dakol looked at Roger silently, holding the light cavalry in his hand tightly.

"Roger, let's fight to the death." His eyes changed sternly, and four horses came from his crotch, and the light cavalry spear in his hand stabbed straight.

A little girl in the kneeling crowd smiled and quietly took out a pin and poked it into her arms.

"Well", Dakol suddenly felt a piercing pain in his chest. The light cavalry rifle in his hand almost couldn't hold it firmly, and this was just the beginning of his bad luck. Roger swung his golden knife and flew around the front hoof of the horse. The golden knife rotated around the horse's hoof twice, and the steel wire was wrapped around the horse's hoof.

"laugh",

Roger suddenly pulled the horse's hooves and broke. The horse's hooves broke and fell to the ground with a wail. Dakor also covered his chest and threw it off his horse's back with a "pen". The armor on his body knocked a crack on the ground. He tried his best to get up, but for some reason, the pain in his body kept coming, and pain in his body, legs, arms, and every part of his body.

"kindness?",

Duras, who had been deliberately arranged all this, never expected that it would become like this. Without any warning, Dakole would lose so easily.

Roger walked forward with a sneer and inserted the golden knife into Dakol's back. He looked at Duras in the carriage and sneered: "Duras, the farce you arranged is almost over."

With a sound of wind, Leana bent her knees and jumped down from the top of the church. She ran down the walls of the church and the windows, like a storm, like a thunder. Several black shadows behind her swiftly towards her, but just a touch was broken and thrown down by the broken bones. In just a moment, she had turned and landed.

The crowd of kneeling and worshiping looked at the change that caught them off guard in shock. Knight Dakor was defeated in just a blink of an eye, and a shocking woman appeared at the top of the church.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

Duras sneered and waved his hand, one-eyed standing beside him strode towards Roger, and the dagger was poked out in his hand. At the same time, the sound of "swooshing" continued to sound. People in black clothes and short swords surged from all directions of the church square. They rushed out of the church, the crowd, and the corridor. The square that seemed empty just now turned into black.

A man also walked out of the middle of the square. He was tall and handsome, and walked to Roger with a thousand thorns in his hand.

God of War Oga, the strongest spear of the Groot family

"When", when he saw his appearance, one-eyed speed was speeding up at the first time to kill Roger, but Oga's speed was faster than he imagined. As soon as his knife was slashed, it was separated by Thousand Thorns. Thousand Thorns came with the flow, and he was shocked and swept out immediately.

"Sweep", Qian Ji Thorns rubbed his forehead and stabbed into the heart of a man in black. In just a moment, he saw a terrifying scene. Not only the tip of the gun, but also barbs were standing up and pierced into the body of the man in black. In an instant, his blood was empty. He retreated again and again in horror.

"Hahaha, Duras, isn't you giving the Groot family face so much?" Oga stood in front of Roger alone, and the Thousand Thorns in his hand pierced into the body of the man in black behind him, and then another sound of a long spear entering the body. Thousand Thorns penetrated the body of the man in black and pierced into the chests of the two men in black behind, and came out from the back, shooting three people in one shot. The God of War Oga was merciless when he killed someone.

Duras walked out of the carriage and sneered: "My people, all retreat, and these rebellions that are disrespectful to the Holy See will be punished, but I will only kill the evildoers and others will not pursue them."

"Dulas, they are the people of the Holy See, not yours",

A voice suddenly sounded, and a red robe walked slowly. He walked slowly past the kneeling crowd with his hands behind his back. The guards beside him opened the way. The soft light outside his body seemed to be shining from an angel. He walked step by step to Duras.

Duras's eyes became cold.

"Safield, are you still involved in this matter?" (To be continued...)

Chapter 144 The Great Oryx (Part 1:
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