Puff!

The arrow penetrated her shoulders, and blood splashed out from the witch's wound. The light in Xia Zuo's eyes became brighter, and there was a faint flame shining in his eyes. He reached out and pulled out the cross sword inserted between his waist. His whole figure jumped up, and the cross sword swung straight towards her...

The severe pain interfered with her consciousness, especially when the arrows were infiltrated into her body, the mysterious will directly attacked her spiritual consciousness from the arrows, making her unable to resist at all. As the most terrifying witch in the empire's horror was about to be torn apart by an unknown servant with the cross sword in his hand, a sudden silver light appeared in Xia Zuo's blurred vision.

clang!

Two cross swords collided together, and a cluster of sparks burst out on the sword's edge. A huge and vast force surged out from the cross sword. Xia Zuo's figure took several steps back before he could barely pause.

In his perception, a figure that Xia Zuo had never thought of appeared beside the woman and stood in front of him. Because he was too shocked, Xia Zuo couldn't help but open his eyes: wearing chain armor, with a golden armor on his shoulders, and a red cloak on his shoulders, his appearance was no different from when he met the village many years ago!

Without waiting for Xia Zuo to speak, countless chaos and chaos consciousness emerged in Xia Zuo's will again: "Don't be afraid, I am a knight!", "My name is Gao Wen... the son of a farmer!", "You know a lot!", "If you want to be a knight, this is not what you say! Little kid, there is still a long way you want to go!"...

Xia Zuo closed his eyes again, and countless memories were swaying, making him roar, "Gao Wen, what are you doing? Now isn't it time to joke?"

The whole world was quiet, and no one answered Xia Zuo's question. Perhaps, just when he stood beside the witch and slashed the sword at Xia Zuo, he had already told him the answer, but... in countless memories that were surging, Xia Zuo still hoped: this was just an excessive joke that Gao Wen played with him!

Puff!

The witch pulled out the arrow, and the blood sputtered out with the arrow. Then, the wound on her shoulder was healed quickly at a visible speed. Such a strange physique was obviously beyond the scope of a normal person.

The strange sound fluctuated the tranquility that should have been broken. The witch's actions attracted Xia Zuo's attention. Xia Zuo seemed to have thought of something, and the cross sword in his hand tightened again, roaring loudly, "Stupid bitch, are you doing it..."

Without waiting for Xia Zuo to look at her, Gao Wen's body's fighting spirit had already emanated from her body. For a moment, more memories of Gao Wen stumbled into Xia Zuo's mind: the strange expression on his face when he talked about the magician, the rejection, rejection of the Holy See, and the strange behavior of the witch...

Taking a deep breath, Xia Zuo's voice revealed a sense of madness, a madness hidden in peace, "Are you or you?"

Looking at the cross sword in his hand, there was a large gap on the sword edge. This was because when he blocked Xia Zuo's sword, he was knocked down by his sword. Such gap was the same as he and Xia Zuo now. When he swung that sword, he could no longer repair it!

Just under Xia Zuo's crazy gaze, in the soft eyes of the woman behind him, Gao Wen nodded, as if a desperate person had stepped into the abyss. Even if he could only stay silent in the darkness forever, he still stepped out without retreating...

"Haha..." Xia Zuo suddenly burst into laughter. He didn't know what he thought of, making him feel so funny, either smiling at Gao Wen or mocking himself, but there was anger and mockery in the laughter. After laughing, he suddenly raised the cross sword and pointed at the figure opposite him.

Gao Wen's eyes locked on Xia Zuo's figure. It was no longer the gentleness and peace of the past, but only a cold and strange feeling. The two people who were once extremely familiar, at this moment, there was no more words. Xia Zuo's figure jumped up and the cross sword suddenly slashed down...

As Xia Zuo's mentor, Gao Wen is naturally extremely familiar with Xia Zuo's strength. The only irony is that the two mentors and students have now become enemies of the duel!

The fighting spirit emitted from the body and wrapped around the body. The cross sword was wrapped in white fighting spirit, flashing with cold lights. Facing the cross sword that was slashed, Gao Wen suddenly met.

The two cross swords collided, and an extremely sharp sound suddenly made in the space. Gao Wen, who had the fighting spirit, moved his figure and was completely deviated from the scope of ordinary people. As soon as he blocked Xia Zuo's cross sword, his foot had already kicked Xia Zuo's chest.

A huge force instantly poured into Xia Zuo's body. The whole figure suddenly shook, and then couldn't help but retreat. Gao Wen did not pause at all. The cross sword contained the fighting spirit and suddenly cut it down. Xia Zuo's long sword raised high to resist. Gao Wen's cross sword ignored the resist, suppressed Xia Zuo's cross sword and chopped on his shoulder. Bright red blood sputtered from his shoulders, and the pain stimulated Xia Zuo's senses!

Xia Zuo raised his head, looked at the strange eyes, and felt the cross sword that was still tearing his body apart. Suddenly, madness, anger... Everything began to burn in his body. Xia Zuo roared loudly, and his palm ignored the severe pain, supported the cross sword on his shoulder and continued to chop down. He held the long sword tightly in his hand, and suddenly stabbed the other party.

Gao Wen's figure suddenly retreated, and waves echoed from Xia Zuo's sword tip on his chain armor. The flexible figure allowed him to avoid many attacks, but before he could land, Xia Zuo's figure jumped up together, his arms extended, his waist twisted, and the cross sword stabbed out again.

Gao Wen's figure bypassed the sharp sword tip, and the cross sword in his hand penetrated Xia Zuo's waist and abdomen, penetrating Xia Zuo's back. Xia Zuo's figure stood in front of him, his eyes were filled with bloodshots. He ignored the long sword inserted in his stomach and swung the cross sword straight towards his body.

Gao Wen directly pulled out the cross sword and retreated again...

Puff!

The sharp sword edge cut open the muscles of the arm, and blood spilled out from the arm. If it weren't for the rapid dodging this time, Gao Wen's arm would have been cut off by Xia Zuo this time...

Xia Zuo gasped in his mouth, but his eyes were staring at the other party tightly. The passage of blood made Xia Zuo clearly feel that life was flowing away quickly in his hands, but the anger in his heart did not fade or cool down at all. On the contrary, the longer the time, the more violent the flame burned!
Chapter completed!