Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

The sword energy gathered under his feet, forming a walking chariot.

Yu Zhongming was sitting upright, eyes closed.

Four women transformed from dripping water stood around him, and a huge transparent canopy floated on the chariot.

The rain falls and is blocked by the canopy, dripping and pulling to form a continuous line of water droplets, just like a roller blind.

Yu Zhongming nodded in satisfaction.

"So, you can move on."

Say a word silently, the sword energy surges under the chariot, the storm turns, and the chariot soars upwards.

The ladies followed closely behind, flying around the chariot.

One is holding fragrant flowers, the other is holding jade and willow branches, the other is holding a sword, and the other is holding a bronze mirror.

Start in the rain and fog, do not avoid pedestrians, do not hide from sight.

Along the way, there is a strange fragrance from the sky, and prosperity is everywhere.

In less than 10 minutes, he arrived at the wall of the established city of Dral.

There, the enemy is already waiting.

Yu Zhongming and the four ladies just stayed quietly in the air, confronting many knights on the city wall.

He didn't speak, just stayed there.

But the rich aura has spread to the point where it drives away all the surrounding holy factors, and invisible coercion visible to the naked eye accumulates over the entire city.

After about a quarter of an hour or so, the rain became more and more dense.

Some of the eroded knights were already fatigued, panting heavily, their eyes wide open, and they looked like they were lacking in oxygen.

At this moment, Yu Zhongming nodded secretly.

From the moment he made this ostentatious situation, it was to create an invisible deterrent.

Looks like it's about time.

Thinking this way, the woman holding a fragrant flower in front of Yu Zhongming's chariot came forward, and her voice was as weak as water: "The names of the Knights Templar of the Pope's Kingdom, I have already known the name of the Knights Templar. I don't know if you are here today. To block the Grand Master's way, or to listen to the Grand Master's words?"

"Familiar?"

Without answering the lady's question, Macdonald Peters, the captain of the First Knights Squad of the Knights Templar, raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. Yuzhong, if you want to have a good talk, please talk yourself. Isn't it impolite to let the familiar behave like this?"

"It seems that you haven't adjusted your position yet."

The lady holding the fragrant flower shook her head slightly, she took two steps back and returned to the queue.

A lady with a bronze mirror in both hands stepped forward.

"This is the Yata Mirror, the treasure held by my lord Yuzhong. It has the ability to absorb all attacks and double the rebound. You should also know that such treasures have the limit of absorbing attacks. If you can use this mirror If your ability is broken, then my lord lord will retreat on his own, and will never disturb your Papal Kingdom again, and will even satisfy one of your requests; if not, you will carry out the order of my lord."

"Can you?"

Many knights on the city wall looked at each other, undecided.

In the end, all eyes were focused on the captain of the first team, Macdonald Peters.

The middle-aged alien frowned and said softly, "Mr. Yuzhong, can you give us some time to discuss it?"

"good."

Yu Zhongming didn't open his eyes, but just nodded.

Immediately afterwards, a sound-proof barrier unfolded.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the 13-year-old Nahum St. Michael took two steps forward, took off his knight helmet and stood in front of Yu Zhongming.

He hugged the helmet and bowed slightly, his long silver-gray hair was shining in the rain, and his jasper-like eyes were full of inexplicable excitement.

"I am [Eli of Armies] Nahum St. Michael, the first knight squad of the Knights Templar. Please advise."

St. Michael?

Yu Zhongming nodded in mid-air, and asked casually, "Are you alone?"

"Of course, just to challenge your familiars and treasures, it would be too bullying for our entire team to go up." Nahum St. Michael scratched his hair and said with a kind smile.

Feeling the same heart in words, Yu Zhongming nodded again in approval.

"what ever."

As soon as the words fell, the Yata mirror in the lady's hand flew up into the air, and a ray of fiery red light flowed on the mirror surface, evaporating the nearby raindrops.

Nahum St. Michael slowly pulled out the saber in his hand, a majestic milky white radiance radiated from his body, and strips of white fluorescent streamers naturally appeared on his back.

A pure white beam of light descended from the sky and landed on him, hymns sounded from nowhere, and baby-like angels played horns around his body.

[Power? The Eye of Wisdom]

The power was activated, Nahum closed his eyes, and two slits appeared above his eyes.

Suddenly opened, jasper-like eyes appeared in the cracks.