A golden round shield appeared on his arm, and there was a beast head in the middle, which looked extremely ferocious.

Li Wenfeng raised his shield and just blocked the ghost's fist. With a thud, the ghost was shocked and retreated repeatedly. There were several injuries on his fist, with bright red blood flowing, as if he was injured by the beast's head.

"Brother..." Yun Xiaotian exclaimed, his face full of worry.

"How could this happen?" Ling Shuiyao was also surprised.

"Sister, do you know when he equipped this shield?" Yuwen Xingjian asked with a frown.

Concubine Yuwen Luo shook her head and said, "I don't know, I never knew that he still has this shield."

"It's too deep to hide." Yuwen Xingjian sighed.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations. At the critical moment, Li Wenfeng used his shield, not only blocking the ghost's attack, but also in turn injuring the ghost.

"Master, that is King Arthur's shield, I didn't expect it to be in his hands." Jian Ling shouted excitedly.

"King Arthur's shield?" Lin Tian looked at the shield and found that the style of the shield was somewhat similar to that of the King's Sword, both of which were golden, as if representing the supreme sacredness.

The sword spirit quickly explained: "King Arthur is the leader of the Knights of the Round Table. In addition to the King's Sword, there is also the sacred shield and the spear of glory."

"Damn, there are so many equipment, why don't you tell me or take me to find it?" Lin Tian was so angry that he cursed. How many secrets did this guy keep?

However, the sword spirit said aggrievedly: "Master, you misunderstand me. The spear of glory was broken a long time ago. Later, I was also sealed. Naturally, I don't know the whereabouts of the Holy Shield. I guess my fate is similar, but I didn't expect that it will see the light of the sky again today."

"That ghost is a little dangerous." Lin Tian's heart sank slightly. The situation was a bit unexpected. Li Wenfeng is worthy of being the inheritor of King Arthur. He lost the King's Sword but obtained the sacred shield.

Such a great name is no worse than the King's Sword at first glance, and the ghost is unarmed and it is really a bit unlucky to have tried Li Wenfeng.

"Well, Master, don't worry, the Holy Shield was severely damaged by the Spear of Glory and sealed for so long, probably worse than me. As long as the ghost doesn't fight head-on, there is still a chance to win." Jian Ling explained in a low voice.

"Severely injured?" Lin Tian was stunned for a moment, puzzled: "The Holy Shield and the Spear of Glory are both King Arthur's equipment, why did they fight each other?"

The ghost did not answer immediately, as if it was difficult to speak, but at the end he said: "This... is a bit complicated. It was King Arthur's love rival who stole the Spear of Glory and was discovered by King Arthur. The two fought and the Spear of Glory was broken at that time."

"Damn, the matter in the palace is really complicated." Lin Tian was also stunned.

On the ring, Li Wenfeng seemed not in a hurry to counterattack, but looked at his shield and sneered: "Yuntian, you are really surprising. You can force out my sacred shield. Originally, this shield was left for the final."

"One side breaks the shield, the tank I smashed is ten times more than yours." The ghost said disdainfully.

Li Wenfeng didn't refute, but said lightly: "It's great if you think so!"

"Knight collided!" Li Wenfeng shouted softly, and a golden light flashed on the shield. The man pushed the shield and rushed towards the ghost.

He was like riding a heavy horse, wrapped in heavy armor, and hitting the ghost. The ghost narrowed his eyes slightly and let the strong wind blow the corner of his clothes. The moment the shield rushed, he drew a semicircle under his feet. The man turned slightly, like Tai Chi, and turned to the side of Li Wenfeng.

At the same time, the ghost punched Li Wenfeng directly under the ribs and armpits. Under the ribs, he was also a human weakness. As a fighting expert on the battlefield, he knew more about how to attack the most effectively.

The steps under his feet were accompanied by the Wang family's Tai Chi body technique, but the attack on his hands was close-fitting fighting technique, which was the ghost.

"A little trick!" Li Wenfeng snorted disdainfully, and his forward rushing stopped, like he grabbed a crazy horse, and at the same time, he used the power of his forward rushing to shake the shield and smashed the ghost's head.

If you hit me under the ribs, I will hit you on the head. For the ghost, this change is definitely not worth it. The head is the key to the key. If the shield hits it, it may break like a watermelon.

The ghost's hand was pulled back, and his arms were bent to resist the Holy Shield.

With a loud bang, the shield flashed again with golden light, and the ghost's sleeves hissed, all shattered, and the person was even more shocked and retreated.

Just one attack showed the power of the Holy Shield. Moreover, Li Wenfeng's shield, martial arts, and martial arts all came from King Arthur, which complemented each other and had great power.

The scene turned around again, at least so what the audience thought, it was impossible for the ghost to break through Li Wenfeng's shield.

Situ Yufeng and others frowned when they saw the power of the Holy Shield. They even thought about how to break through the shield if they were themselves.

Li Wenfeng looked at the ghost and had already looked down on his face. At this moment, he was like King Arthur wearing armor, invincible.

The ghost felt the numbness of his arms, but his heart was surprisingly calm. He could clearly feel the audience's thoughts, ridicule, sympathy, disdain, gloating, and various arguments filled his ears.

Obviously, these chaotic messages and noisy sounds kept coming, but he felt that his mind was quieter, as if external objects were not added to his body.

He thought of what his master said, the wonderful state of Xuanwu Ding, and it seemed like this.

The ghost stood up slightly, his hands were naturally lowered, placed on both sides of his trouser legs, looking straight, his expression was peaceful, his eyes were unrestrained, like a wise man thinking, or like standing on the street, watching people coming and going.

The previous bravery, bursting, and coldness disappeared in an instant, replaced by tranquility, and the changes of the ghost made the audience a little confused.

"Isn't it because I was beaten up?"

"Maybe it's giving up"

"That's right, he is unarmed, how can he break through Li Wenfeng's shield?"

Everyone started to talk, and more people were not optimistic about the ghost and felt that he had given up on himself.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Yun Xiaotian asked worriedly.

"It must be because of enlightenment." Lin Tian thought for a while and found a suitable word.

"What does enlightenment mean?" Xiao Manxuan also asked curiously.

Neither of them are ancient martial artists and cannot understand them. In fact, many ancient martial artists cannot understand them.

Lin Tian had a light light in his eyes and said lightly: "It's just that the anger has accumulated, so you have to use your ultimate move, right?"

The eldest lady shook her head speechlessly. It was time to joke, but she subconsciously believed it if it was so unreliable.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Li Wenfeng snorted coldly with disdain.

As soon as he held the shield, his aura grew gradually. The sacred shield shone with dazzling golden light. In the golden light, the beast's head seemed to come alive, with sharp fangs spreading everything in front of him.
Chapter completed!