The broken line bounced on the ground with an electric arc. The three-meter-high lamp post was carried upside down from the street to the middle of the road. Opposite him, three tall figures were also walking forward. In the light of the street, each holding a weapon. The man in his head was burly and sturdy, holding two keys on one side and a shield with a scepter and a scepter emblem in the middle was pierced on the asphalt road.

Among the other two, one had short hair holding a knight's spear, and the last one had long golden hair hanging down, and his hands were folded and pressed on the hilt of the sword. The wide sword body reflected the light from the surroundings like a mirror.

It just forms a holy shield, holy gun, and holy sword.

Wang Ruhu stood at the alley with his hands in his arms and watched from a distance, without any intention of going out. He probably heard about his cousin Xia Yi's affairs, and he happened to take this opportunity to see it, but he somehow got involved in the Holy See.

Just the moment I was thinking about it.

On the long street, the cold light of weapons, the lights in the distance, and the figures walking on both sides interlaced in the blink of an eye. In his vision, Xia Yi waved the street lights like a dragon dancing. Every time he waved, the sound of wind and thunder rose, hitting the shield, pressing the shield to the paladin behind him, making a loud bang.

The man behind the Holy Shield stumbled and retreated to the street, and leaned against the street lamp. The lamp posts were instantly knocked toward the other side.

The holy gun and the holy sword attacked together. Xia Yi did not move around. The turning lamppost in his hand swung into several large circles, and the afterimages drawn all blocked the two weapons that were stabbed.

The Holy Shield Knight was hit by a blow, and the weapon in his hand flashed. Just as Xia Yi turned the lamp post and hit back with a blow, the Holy Knight rushed over in the sky. A shield-like shadow stood up, and a loud bang, the shield-shaped light and shadow dissipated, and the sound of metal explosion resounded throughout the long street.

The waving lampposts were all folded into two sections in this heavy blow, and the three paladins on the opposite side flew backwards in a group, landing on the street, and ripping on the ground and slashing for several meters before stopping.

But it was nothing. He got up from the ground again. The shaking waves of air just now tear through the three-person training uniforms. The exposed skin had their own weapon patterns.

Wang Ruhu vaguely felt that the qi and blood of these three people began to rise up at this moment. If we compare the values, it was sixty before, but now it has been mentioned one hundred and twenty.

"The extraordinary ability of weapons..." He frowned and looked at the siege of the three people in the distance. He still had no choice but to deal with Xia Yi. "Their abilities are all similar, and Xia Yi is the same."

Just there, Xia Yi jumped to the street with the help of pulling a lamppost and rushed over, his subordinates rushed over at the end of the street. Wang Ruhu recognized some of them. He had seen them at the banquet before, but some of them didn't know them, such as the bald middle-aged man who operated metal and fell from the sky.

‘It seems that my cousin is quite powerful.’

Over there, the three Paladins of the Holy Seen Many People, and even a lot of people came, muttering a few Latin words, and didn't know what they said, carrying weapons toward another long street, quickly disappeared into the darkness.

‘It seems Jayden is here too.’

Wang Ruhu looked behind his cousin's group of people, and several cars drove here. He was not interested in continuing to look, and his eyes immediately followed the direction of the three people's disappearance, with the corners of his mouth wide open, revealing white teeth.

On the long street, Xia Yi, who was talking to Jaden, seemed to notice something. She turned her head and looked at a dark alley in the distance. Then she turned back. The young man in the wheelchair said a few words coldly and took the people away.

.........

Los Angeles, immersed in the night, is filled with lights and quiet streets, with few pedestrians, and occasionally passing by, mostly in a hurry.

Living in an unfinished apartment in the suburbs, there was a slight light coming from the dark and dilapidated window frames. The three figures knelt against the wall and put their hands together, silently chanting the holy words in front of them.

This was precisely because the three church saints who had just intercepted Xia Yi and attacked Xia Yi, who were not aware of it, and received an order from Europe to take Xia Yi back to the church. However, after a face-to-face contest, I realized that the other party's strength was much stronger than what I knew when I came.

Fortunately, the holy weapon in my hand can escape safely.

The man in the lead finished praying. Seeing the traces on the mottled shield had faded, repaired Ruxin, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and got up and walked to the house inside. The two of them were left focused and didn't care much about their companions leaving. However, the next second, they heard a loud bang and came from the other side of the room.

The two of them all opened their eyes and stood up. The broken wall was covered with dust and rushing out, blurting out in Latin.

"Xia Yi?" "Not him..."

The dust drifted away and filled the dust. Gradually, a tall figure was revealed. He pinched the burly paladin with one hand and lifted it in the air. When he walked to the door, he stepped on a brick on the ground. His palm twisted and a crisp sound of "bang" sounded. The paladin's head was tilted, and his struggling limbs hung straight down.

The corpse was thrown to the ground with a slam. Wang Ruhu's extremely oppressive body walked over, "What's the idea of ​​hitting my cousin?"

"ah--"

Seeing that his companion died, the remaining two paladins took their own weapons and attacked them together. However, two "典" sounds came from, with the tip of the sword and the tip of the spear nailed the opponent's chest and abdomen, and even the flesh was not in the slightest.

The two of them raised their faces, and what they saw was the thick and ferocious face, which grinned at them.

In the deep night, two shrill screams rang out onto Yeyun.

......

As time passed, the east turned white, and the morning sun pushed the dark outline and wrapped the quiet city in.

The silent guild halls rose with the sunshine, and the empty venues and audience seats gathered in the crowds of people talking, shouting, and whistling. Some people held banners and waved flags to cheer and encourage the contestants who were optimistic.

In a noisy situation, Xia Yi, who was sitting on the gatekeeper's platform, looked at the three different weapons on the red carpet in front of the sofa.

The big gold-edged shield with the church emblem, the wide and long silver-white holy sword, and the last one was a cone-long Western-style cavalry, which was the weapon that attacked the three of them last night.

Originally worried about causing trouble for the US military and the organizer, he gave up the pursuit. Unexpectedly, someone had already solved the problem for him.

What worries him is the person who solves the enemy for him.

On the brown and red coffee table, there was a note written in Chinese font, which was probably to let Xia Yi not thank him and talk to him when he had time.

Xia Yi held the note and kneaded it into a ball. Seeing his subordinates looking at him in confusion, he smiled and leaned against the sofa, raised his arms flat, hit the backrest of the sofa, raised his face and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Originally, I didn't want to see my cousin so early, it seems that he can't wait."

Below, the referee's whistle blew, and the third day's rematch began again.
Chapter completed!