C214 (2/2)

That person's appearance was ordinary, but his eyes were filled with golden light. His strange eyes and his tall and sturdy body made him seem like a mountain pressing down on the hearts of the crowd.

”Battle Knight Brooke?” A grave look appeared on the face of the elder in the council.

The Battle Air Knight was the real expert!

On Yan Yun's side, the strongest was the King Wanshang. However, they were only at the edge of Upper Spirit Level and had not truly reached that level.

But this Battle Knight Brooke actually had a solid Upper Spirit Level.

No wonder the Son of Light was able to face everyone calmly. With expert's protection, he was too confident.

Swish!

Brook pulled out the Holy Cross greatsword, and its broad body was filled with a dazzling, resplendent golden light.

”Kill!” With a bellow, the black mist around her body surged as she charged forward.

Boom!

The King Wanshang was even more direct. He took a step forward and appeared in front of Brook, his fist sealing off all the energy in the surroundings. He leaned over and dodged the Holy Cross greatsword, smashing towards Brook's chest.

Swish!

The Holy Cross Sword descended and the King Wanshang's boxing qi charged forward. As it clashed with the sword, the water suddenly soared into the sky, the white waves forming a protective barrier around the two of them.

Under this attack, King Wanshang was forced to take a few steps back. His face flushed red, and his vital energy and blood surged.

Roar ~ ~

Eleba followed closely behind the King Wanshang's attack and drilled into the water curtain, not giving Brook the slightest chance to catch his breath.

And then, with just a single move, he too had been forced back.

The opposing air knight, Brook, had a calm and composed expression. Clearly, he had not been harmed in the slightest.

Neither King Wanshang nor Eleba could hurt him. The only thing he could do was to block his advance.

”Cold-Air Disillusionment, it's time for our battle to begin.” The Son of Light smiled calmly, his expression tranquil.

As the sound of his voice faded, the battle erupted.

The Cold-Air Disillusionment did not waste time, and rushed straight towards the Son of Light.

One of them was the Child of Darkness and the other was the Son of Light. They were the successors of their respective churches, and could be said to be born enemies.

During the battle, Son of Light had changed from his previous amiable look. His golden hair fluttered without wind, and his fierce aura soared to the clouds.

At the same time, Cold-Air Disillusionment let out a loud cry, and his clothes exploded, revealing the black armour underneath. It was a set of armor that belonged to a retro knight.

BOOM!

Son of Light was like a shining sun, his golden fist carried an unparalleled wind as it struck the Qi aura around him, locking it in place, forcing Cold-Air Disillusionment to have no choice but to take on this attack.

It was not the first time that the two of them were fighting, so Cold-Air Disillusionment obviously had a way of dealing with it. Unknowingly, a sickle-like weapon had appeared in his hands.

It was shaped like a sickle, but very short. It was very flexible when used.

The blade emitted a thick black mist and a cold aura enveloped him. At the same time, he did not forget to attack his opponent.

When the two were fighting, the ground knights and Dark Church's troops were already fighting, but only Yan Yun had nothing to do.

It was probably because his strength was too weak, the Dark Church did not expect him to help them, nor did the Church of Light pay attention to him.

This was the situation that Yan Yun was most willing to see. Without batting an eyelid, he gradually approached Son of Light.