Hahahahahaha...

The ninth Knight Robert laughed involuntarily, "Do you know, ex-Lancelot." He said in a proud tone: "Our true Knights of the Round Table are absolutely not allowed to take full force before receiving the orders of Her Majesty the Queen, and they cannot even exert one-fifth of their own power."

"What?"

This was a surprising and shocking thing, and a shocking expression appeared on Mr. Necromancer's face involuntarily.

One fifth of the power cannot be exerted.

Then the Ninth Knight who had fought with him just now did not even show one-fifth of his power.

But he quickly calmed down.

“For me, one fifth and all-out is actually no difference.”

"What an arrogant tone." The Ninth Knight Robert chuckled.

"You are the arrogant person, Robert."

"It's fine no matter what you say. Now I'll let you see my true power." The Ninth Knight Robert rushed up quickly, and his speed was like lightning, and he rushed to the front of Mr. Necromancer. Mr. Necromancer did not even react.

"So fast!"

"No, this is not fast enough!" The Ninth Knight's speed was completely different from what he had just happened, increasing by at least three or four times, easily crossing the limit that ordinary people could never reach in their lifetime.

Mr. Necromancer was knocked away, rolled onto the ground, and slid more than ten meters along the ground before stopping.

"I can even faster." The Ninth Knight's speed increased instantly, five times that of just now. It was so fast that the naked eye could not capture it, surpassing the limit of dynamic vision capture.

Mr. Necromancer was knocked out again and was completely at a disadvantage.

On the other hand, the battle between Yan Xiaobei and He Shuangyu has entered a white-hot stage.

He Shuangyu is different from the Ninth Knight. He is not a melee warrior, but a magic expert.

He had a thorough understanding of magic, even above Yan Xiaobei.

In addition to martial arts, there are many magic techniques in the unique skills of Daleiyin Temple. He Shuangyu obviously embarked on this path.

[Purgatory of Fire. Through the Sky]

He Shuangyu slapped his hands, and an invisible wave of fire erupted from the middle of his hands, forming ferocious fire dragons, which roared and rushed towards Yan Xiaobei. The fire dragon was ferocious, and the heat waves rolled, and even steel could melt. The air around him rose sharply, and in the blink of an eye, there was a burning feeling of falling into a volcano.

Yan Xiaobei made seals with both hands and pointed forward, [The water of the north, destroying the city]

A hole seemed to be cracked in the void, and a surging flood poured down from the wound, destroying the flame dragon.

He Shuangyu whispered: "It's amazing. I didn't expect that you are so proficient in magic except for fighting. It's hard to imagine that you are a foreigner."

Yan Xiaobei sneered that he was not a foreigner himself.

However, He Shuangyu regarded his sneer as a mockery. He couldn't help but say, "Are you so proud of your young people nowadays with two brushes?"

[The sound of the dragon. Destroy the world]

He Shuangyu snapped his fingers with his right hand. It was obviously a very small sound, but it burst out in an instant, turning into the roar of the Cangtian Dragon. The surrounding ground and air were all shattered by this huge sound wave.

This force spread all the way, even in hard things, they turned into powder under this sound wave.

"Look at me." Yan Xiaobeihui has countless magical techniques.

[The Singing of the Vermillion Bird, Burning the Sky and Boiling the Sea] Joint [The Screaming of the White Tiger, Transcending the Sky and the Earth]

Yan Xiaobei cast two different magics in a row, uniting them to turn into new magics.

【Two beasts sing, everything capsizes】

With a phoenix sound and a tiger roar, the two sound waves intertwined, the power doubled, crushing all the way, and the sound of the Canglong was no match at all. It was broken by a roar and disappeared without a shadow.

He Shuangyu frowned and quickly used a new magic.

【Swallowing the night, silent】

An invisible darkness spreads out from all directions with him as the center. This darkness is very deep and seems to be able to swallow everything. Even if the sound waves are transmitted in, it is swallowed up and nothing is left.

"In the face of the deep darkness, you can't hear any sound. You are too tender." He Shuangyu's voice penetrated the darkness and clearly penetrated into Yan Xiaobei's ears.

Yan Xiaobei chuckled and said, "The trick of the eagle, see if I can break you."

【The magnificent sun shines on the heaven and earth】

A big sun rose behind Yan Xiaobei, as if the newborn sun had sprinkled endless light, shining everywhere, dispelling darkness and bringing light.

The darkness around He Shuangyu suddenly faded away, as if he was afraid. He met his nemesis and rushed back to him at a speed visible to the naked eye, and refused to come out again.

Yan Xiaobei said proudly: "You dare to use this kind of magic to embarrass you, it's simply ignorant."

He Shuangyu's mouth twitched in anger, and she wanted to slap the guy to death, but she endured it and yelled: "So what if that is the case."

【The Netherworld, Ten Thousand Bones Battle Soldiers】

A gust of cold wind blew, as if the evil wind from hell was coming, with a rotten aura, which was disgusting. The sky began to darken, and dark clouds blocked the light. A flash of giant door appeared behind He Shuangyu. This giant door was very terrifying, about a hundred meters high, and was made of white bones all over his body, with pale bones and evil spirits cried and complained.

"You must die a bad death!"

"You will never be repaid!"

"You die miserably, you will die miserably."

The sound was sad and sad, like a fierce roar of a ghost, which was so cunning that Yan Xiaobei was creepy. Seeing the 100-meter-high bone gate suddenly made a loud crack, the gate actually opened a gap.

Huhu...

A strong cold wind blows, making people feel cold in their hearts, cold in their blood, and stiff in their hands and feet. If ordinary people see this scene, they may be scared to death.

After He Shuangyu cast this spell, he burst into cold sweat on his forehead, gasped and his face turned pale. It seemed that this spell was also a huge burden for him.

However, after completing this technique, he was extremely proud and stared at Yan Xiaobei with sharp eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Where are the soldiers of the Ten Thousand Bones?" He shouted, and the bone door behind him was staggered again. A skeleton with a rusty sword in his hand walked out, and two balls of green ghost fire burned in his empty pupils.

One, two, three, four... ten... twenty... thirty...

After a while, hundreds of skeletons came out from behind the door and slapped them in rows, like a disciplined army protecting He Shuangyu.

Yan Xiaobei snorted coldly, the sun above his head became hotter and many skeletons spontaneously ignited without fire, burning to ashes.

"Look, I won't burn you all to death!"

He activated the sun and took high up, the temperature became hotter and hotter, as if it could ignite everything. Even the air was burned with a burnt breath, gradually twisting, and skeletons were burned to ashes.

He Shuangyu's face changed, and he let out a low whistle, and the power surged out and instilled into the bone sect.

"Bold!" A cold reprimand came from behind the bone sect, with a strong majesty, as if a general was scolding a disobedient soldier, full of majesty.

"Who are you? You dare to kill my soldiers!"

The thin cracks of the bone gate expanded, and an ancient general riding a giant white bone horse, wearing combat swords, and armor appeared.

Unlike ordinary soldiers, he is flesh and blood, and is no longer in the shape of a skeleton.

A face with a national character, thick eyebrows, eyes as lightning, and dense black hair, bound behind his head. His height is about seven feet, which is very consistent with the ancient saying of a seven-foot man.

His hands were covered with calluses, his right hand was tightly clasped, his eyes widened, and he looked at Yan Xiaobei with a fierce look, feeling disagreeable, and he drew his sword to kill people.

He Shuangyu snorted coldly, pointed at Yan Xiaobei, and said, "No need to say more nonsense, kill him immediately."

“Yes, Lord!”

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across the general's eyes, but due to the rules of magic, he had to surrender to He Shuangyu's hand, pulled out his sword, sharp edge, pointed at Yan Xiaobei with a sharp tip, and shouted: "All the soldiers obey orders, killing them without mercy!"

Yan Xiaobei snorted lightly and held up with one hand. The sun rose and was magnificent and fierce, burning all evil things.

For a moment, dozens of skeletons died tragically, burned to ashes, and turned into a pair of ashes.

The general roared, "You deserve to die if you kill me soldiers!"

He roared and slashed into the sky. A black sword light penetrated across the void, shattering the rising sun. The light immediately went out, the temperature fell, and the skeletons roared neatly and charged towards Yan Xiaobei.

Yan Xiaobei snorted lightly and sealed his hands again.

[The scriptures are everywhere, and the Dharma is boundless]

Then, his right palm pressed hard to the ground, and countless scriptures popped out of the void, flashing golden light shining on the sky. These scriptures were like tiny Buddhas, crisscrossing, and a huge palm composed of scriptures that had been enlarged hundreds of times appeared in the void, breaking through the void, pressing down on the air.

Puff!

Countless skeleton warriors were photographed shattered. Except for the general who escaped, all the skeletons died completely and were wiped out with one blow.

The general was furious and roared angrily, and came to Yan Xiaobei.

Yan Xiaobei stretched out his right hand slowly, and the huge palm print in the void made the same move.

Yan Xiaobei pressed it with one finger, and his palm also pressed it. The huge finger pierced the void and crushed it hard on the general. Even if the general was very powerful, it was crushed to pieces, with flesh and blood bursting, and blood was everywhere, and death was very tragic.

But after a few seconds, all the flesh and blood disappeared, and even the ashes disappeared.

The door behind He Shuangyu closed, and a loud bang, then disappeared.

He knelt on the ground with a pale face, looking at Yan Xiaobei in disbelief.

In terms of understanding magic, he is above Yan Xiaobei.

Unfortunately, Yan Xiaobei's power was above him, and he was unreasonably crushed with pure power all the way, and the magic he used was astonishingly large.
Chapter completed!