The cold and domineering aura suddenly condensed and compressed on Wilev's sword. In an instant, a powerful force burst out. The violently flying air stream rolled up a burst of sand, gravel and dust. The sword edge with silver light shone like thunder and blasted towards Eckhart in a blink of an eye.\\

Holy Strike

Akehart, who knew that he could not avoid, looked solemn and solemn. The sword tightly clasped in his hands burst out with dazzling golden light. When his body moved, the shadow of the golden sword and the violently attacked Wilev violently collided. The huge roar suddenly echoed in the sky. Everyone in the Via Castle was shocked at the same time, and their eyes were focused on the direction of the sound source in the distance.

"Is this kidding?"

Niniluo covered her ears and looked at the collapsed and cracked castle walls in a daze. Two vague figures could be seen in the smoke and dust. She didn't know who would win or lose, but she knew whether she needed to give up her previous idea of ​​taking advantage of their exhaustion. Obviously, the almost cruel destructive power of the two of them completely destroyed her only self-confidence!

Wilev stood in the collapsed ruins and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a pool of dirty blood. He covered his chest, and his pale face showed a look of pain. The violent shock of the breath in his body and the severe damage to his internal organs made him seem to be shaking, as if he could fall down at any time.

Eckhart's situation was also not good. His armor was broken and blood was soaked all over his body. Even the cross sword made by the temple was broken into two pieces, but he still stood like a mountain. No matter how weak the aura he exuded, his pride as a sacred knight would not allow him to fall before the enemy!

"Eckhart. You lost!"

Wielev gasped and said coldly to Eckhart, who was not far away.

The result of the battle was both sides on the surface. But the actual situation was only true that the two sides of the battle knew that when two powerful energy of different kinds collided and converged together, Wilev's power penetrated into Eckhart's body at the last moment. Although he was severely injured by the opponent's efforts to counterattack, at least from the actual injury, Eckhart would only be more serious than his injuries!

It’s not that he doesn’t have the ability to continue fighting, but he must consider a key factor. Even if Eckhart is seriously injured, once he exerts his faith and sacrifices, the situation will immediately reverse, so he cannot take advantage of the victory to pursue Eckhart and force Eckhart to fight to the death. At this time, he can only use words to suppress the other party and retreat!

Eckhart was silent for a moment. He looked up at the night sky decorated with stars. He was thinking and hesitating. Is there a reason for this battle to continue? He was defeated, but this was just a temporary failure. As long as he was willing, he could get the victory back at any time, but is the value he paid for it?

Measuring gains and losses, the balance in my heart begins to fall towards the retreating side.

Wielev was quietly waiting for Eckhart's answer. He was not anxious, especially Eckhart's silent behavior indirectly proved that he was indeed shaking and hesitating. As long as his fighting will no longer be firm, his plan was half successful.

As his tense heartstrings relaxed slightly, his mind suddenly felt a sudden strong warning sign. His instinctive reaction made him tilt suddenly, and a sword light shining with green light suddenly flashed and flew past him!

Wielev slowly twisted his head and looked at the position where the green light fell from a distance. He saw a black figure with his back facing him invisible. The only thing that was eye-catching was the long blue light sword dripping with blood in his hand!

"Who are you..." Wielev said with difficulty in his throat.

The dark shadow slowly turned around, and a young man's face was reflected under the moonlight. The man looked handsome and cold, and his dark eyes were filled with endless coldness.

"Drank Xialan!" Xialan said lightly.

"Drank Xialan...hehe..."

Before Wiev finished speaking, he smiled at himself on his pale face, and a large piece of blood suddenly gushed out of his neck, and his whole body fell down with a bang.

"It's your turn next!"

Xia Lan didn't even look at the fallen body of Wilev, and her eyes turned to the direction of Eckhart in the distance and said calmly.

"I didn't expect that I would see you here, where is Alonsos?"

Eckhart looked at Xialandao, who suddenly appeared and attacked and assassinated Wilev.

"Dead." Xia Lan said.

"How did you die?" Eckhart asked.

"I killed!" Xia Lan said.

"I can't believe it." Eckhart shook his head.

“But this is the truth.”

Xia Lan did not lie. That day, after the mysterious man was rescued, Xia Lan followed the other party's instructions to chase the secret stronghold of the Koloin's Radiance Temple. As a result, he caught up with Alonsos, whose strength had been greatly reduced. In the end, without further ado, Alonsos simply died under his sword, just a sword.

Later, he did not meet with the troops returning to Alvat and Pandillia, but rushed towards Querofi first, because when he killed Alonso, the system's new serial mission forced him to rush to Querofi early.

System: The Lost Princess of Sissinians destroys the conspiracy of the ancestors to usurp the Querofi regime (Stage 6) (Required).

The ancestors' public agreement was ready to move long before he left Querofi. The emergence of a new system task was undoubtedly a reminder that the ancestors' public agreement had taken action. Querofi's situation was at stake. If it was a step later, it was likely that the ancestors' public agreement would have completely successfully acquired Querofi's regime, so he had to go to Querofi as fast as possible to save the situation!

No one knew when he would return to Querofe, but he witnessed Viscount Moroen's death with his own eyes.

For the first time, this man, Wilev, was so profoundly imprinted in his mind.

He saw all the process of Wielev fighting Ekhart. He was secretly hiding in the corner and was waiting for an opportunity until both sides suffered losses. The long-awaited opportunity finally came. At the moment when Wielev relaxed physically and mentally, the combination of quick movement and white wolf sword technique successfully made him cut most of Wielev's throat. If it weren't for the other party's terrifying physical instinct dodging, the sword he had originally attacked should have cut off his head!

"The young man is terrifying..."

Eckhart did not continue to ask. After sighing deeply, he slowly threw away the cross sword in his hand at will. After a last look at Xia Lan, he turned around and left without looking back.

Xia Lan did not chase because there was no need!

He knew the meaning of Eckhart abandoning his sword, and he was unwilling to fight any more, so he finally chose to retreat and leave the center of Querofi, the right and wrong vortex!

Eckhart gradually faded away, and his figure gradually disappeared at the dark end that the moonlight could not shine. A nimble figure suddenly flew out from a certain arrow tower fortress in Via Castle. After several consecutive jumps, the figure came to Xia Lan in the ruins of the city wall!

Xia Lan glanced at the figure, as if the other party didn't exist, but the other party didn't think so. Niniluo hugged Xia Lan and patted his head like an excited big sister, saying, "Little guy! I didn't expect you to really give my sister a big surprise. You, a heartless guy, will never see your sister when you come back. Do you know how much your sister misses you! Come and see if you are injured?"

As she said that, Niniluo's hand touched Xia Lan's crotch, but her behavior failed because Xia Lan's hand grabbed her wrist that was reaching down in advance.

"We still have things to resolve now!"

Xia Lan shook Niniluo's hand away, and held the inscription sword Liefeng and quickly walked away towards the depths of Weiya Castle. Niniluo looked at his disappearing back, and couldn't help but intoxicated on her charming face. This guy was indeed the same, but she didn't expect his back to be so handsome!

When she saw a scene of a sudden black shadow assassinating Wielev in the Arrow Tower Fortress, she screamed because she was so familiar with the back. When Xia Lan turned her head, her excited and nervous heartbeat almost stopped. It was him! It was him!

What she did not complete made Xia Lan bring the curtain to an even more perfect way, just like the plot of a hero saving the princess in a knight novel. How could this not make her smile!

Far from afar, the shouts of fighting resounded again throughout Via Castle.

Every time Xia Lan takes a step, the shining blue sword light will take away a living life. A team of black knights waved their swords and charged towards the stranger who was slaughtering their companions in front of them. Unfortunately, before they could rush to the other party, a flying arc sword energy split them and their people and horses into two halves. The scene was extremely bloody and violent!

Standing in the gray-white tower, Sai'an was watching the battle below, trembling slightly, and his eyelids kept beating. When the opponent was about to enter the inner castle tower, Sai'an immediately turned around and escaped. He was not a lunatic. He didn't want to face the powerful man who killed people like slaughtering dogs. There was only one life for a human being. He would definitely not want to die here without value, so he chose to escape!

The blood stained Xia Lan's black suit red. He walked step by step, and there was no more enemy in front of him, because they were all dead, but there was still one person alive, so his steps would not stop.

Orlandert stumbled and ran away to the gray-white tower in a panic, constantly shouting Sai'an's name and asking for help. However, before he could escape to the tower, he tripped a corpse under his feet. He wanted to stand up, but he was extremely afraid that his legs seemed to have lost consciousness and could not stand up. He pounded his thighs wildly, as if he wanted to stimulate the consciousness of his legs, but it was useless. In the end, he could only cry and crawl towards the tower.

Xia Lan walked slowly behind Orlandert and whispered.
Chapter completed!