Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

His figure was hindered by this and only slowed down for a moment, before crashing into the city wall uncontrollably.

Boom~!

Wow~!

The sound of the impact and the sound of the city wall collapsing appeared at the same time, and mottled stones buried him under the city wall.

"Not bad~! Come again~!"

Suddenly there was a sound from the ruins of the city wall.

Boom~!

With a bang, the ruins exploded, and white radiance radiated.

In the white light, the figure of Nahum St. Michael slowly floated up.

He stood in the air holding [Michael's Flame] tightly with both hands, posing a gesture of swinging a sword.

There is no need to try, just hit the strongest blow directly.

Having made a decision in his heart, Nahum St. Michael stood in mid-air and remained motionless.

He has already seen that this mirror does not have the ability to actively attack, so he can calmly gather his strongest power together.

Everything is on this blow!

Endless light began to slowly converge towards the broad sword in his hand, whether it was the milky white light sprinkled from the sky or the white light band gathered behind him, they all turned into the most basic white light particles and condensed on his sword .

In the end, apart from the faint white light on the sword, he no longer possessed any extraordinary brilliance.

the next moment.

The broad sword swung down!

Endless white light suddenly appeared and quickly condensed into a line.

Appeared in front of the mirror in the blink of an eye.

And Nahum St. Michael's figure standing in mid-air swayed a few times, couldn't hold on any longer, and fell down.

"Aah~!"

There was a soft cry of pain.

The lady holding the mirror disappeared in an instant, turning into green smoke and dissipating.

But the Yata Mirror flew in mid-air by itself, a small black dot appeared on its mirror surface, silently swallowing that line of white light condensed to the extreme.

Then, it trembled slightly.

Sudden.

A huge black void emerges from its mirror.

The overwhelming milky white light gushed out from the black void, turning into a torrent that swept everything.

This huge white light almost enveloped the entire Bandle City.

Wow~!

Wow~~!

The torrent of white light surged, and when it reached the gate wall of Bandle City, it automatically divided into two halves to bypass it.

Then it crashed into the huge mountain behind the city.

Wow~!

Boom~!

The mountains quickly collapsed in the white light, and the stones splashed and hit the barrier of Bandle City with a bang.

After struggling to regain his senses, [Eli of Armies] Macdonald Peters, the captain of the first knight squad of the Knights Templar, jumped off the city wall and hurried to Nahum St. Michael's side.

After checking several times, I found that the other party's body was not seriously injured, so I was relieved.

He hurriedly raised his hand to Yu Zhongming who was still sitting on the chariot in mid-air.

"Mr. Yuzhong, we have lost."

"good."

Yu Zhongming nodded again.

With a flick of his sleeves, the three ladies dispersed.

The chariot under his feet also turned into sword energy and returned to the scabbard.

Casually stuffed the Yata mirror into his bosom, and took the inscription knife? Bai Wugou hung it on his waist.

"Are you willing to listen to my request?"

Cavalier Macdonald Peters frowned looking at the mid-air, and the pressure exuded by Yu Zhongming, who was all alone, became even stronger.

If it was just a deterrent pressure when riding the chariot, it was already close to killing intent.

This strong pressure made it extremely difficult for him to speak: "I can only guarantee that your request will be conveyed upwards. As for whether it will work or not, the people above will agree or not."