The howling wind and the sun that lost its temperature stood like a wave, which was as dense as a wave. It was clearly the most chaotic and disorderly representative, but it never made a slight miscellaneous sound. It stood here like the knights who welcomed the return of the king. The silence was filled with terrifying power, and the sound of footsteps that were slight and almost silent in such an environment was like the only sound between heaven and earth, full of silent but suppressed deterrence, Ru. The emperor whispered!

"Huha~" After gasping for a few times, Chen Fei leaned on the long sword in his hand, shaking his arms with force, but straightened his body firmly. The wound broke out with a hint of warm blood, adding a scarlet stroke to the young man's already dyed red leather armor like a small snake, but Chen Fei didn't care at all, his body was straight, looking into the depths of the undead army, his black pupils were full of solemnity.

.Is the leader of the Undead Clan? Finally appeared.

The slight footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally, a figure appeared in Chen Fei's sharp gaze. Even when he was standing in an undying hostile position, a trace of stunning and dazedness flashed in Chen Fei's eyes.

The dark hair, as deep as the night, was casually dispersed on her shoulders, but it would not make people feel distracted. A black dress in the Gesimian dynasty style thousands of years ago wrapped her elegant figure. Her facial features were not as delicate as Franda or the softness of Lin Zixiu, but a kind of ostentatious beauty. Her sharp eyebrows went straight into her temples, making her look like a queen full of unspeakable nobility and pressure. Her fair hands gently held the corners of her skirt, her steps were light and elegant. Even when she was in the battlefield of endless killing, she was full of calm grace and luxury.

"Young man, who are you? Why are you blocking my army's way?" A gentle light flowed in his eyes. The woman who walked to the undead army asked Chen Fei softly, with a gentle voice, but with an indescribable aura, as if the lofty monarch was questioning the subjects who were in trouble, so it was natural!

"Stop your way?" The woman's words almost unreasonable words made Chen Fei's chest boil with anger almost uncontrollably. A sarcastic arc was pulled out of the corner of her mouth. Chen Fei laughed angrily: "It's really funny. It deprives others of their lives and disturbs the sleep of the dead. Such behavior. Your army? Your path? You are really..." As he said, his wrist turned, and the dark golden sword pointed directly at the woman in front. Chen Fei's upright figure kept trembling due to his injuries, but the hand holding the sword was as stable as cast iron under the anger, and his voice was even cold and he was about to freeze blood. "I don't deserve to live in this world!"

The golden sacred fire wrapped around the simple sword, and a sharp and hot breath locked the woman from afar, making her frown in displeasure, but she still said in a gentle voice: "I have not deprived anything, because their lives belong to me, so how can I talk about depriving me? As for the dead..." Her white palm pointed back, and the wide cuffs of the black dress slid down slightly, revealing a piece of arms. The contrast between black and white gave people an amazing beauty. The woman paused and chuckled softly: "Fighting for me is a great honor for any dead, boy."

"You are simply crazy! Today." Fire flashed between the dark pupils. Chen Fei looked at the elegant woman in front of the Undead and said word by word: "Don't think of taking another step!"

Almost arrogant and arrogant words were spit out from the figures standing with difficulty, causing the black-haired woman to gently raise a curve, revealing a gentle smile, as if facing an unknown fool, mixed with a faint disdain, but this disdain suddenly stopped when she saw Chen Fei's eyes, and then was burned into nothingness by the flames of admiration.

"Ha~ What a firm will. Even if you die, you will not retreat at all. Is this pure heart still there in this era? It seems." As if you saw the most precious treasure in the world, the woman looked at the warrior who was standing alone in trauma in front of her, patting her hands and exclaiming, "In this turbid era, humans still have such a hero. It's just a pity." After pausing, a complex look flashed in the eyes of Chen Fei's color, and she sighed softly: "Heroes are always just abandoned people. Death alone in battle is the tragic song and fate of the hero."

"You have been abandoned, are you? Fighting for others to draw their swords, such beliefs are destined to be unacceptable to others."

boom!

At this moment, a huge explosion sounded from the open space between Chen Fei and the Undead. The flat stone ground directly turned into fine stone powder and flew around. A cold and indifferent sound slowly fell, and the respectful words were deeply ridiculed.

"I'm really sorry, Ms. Dead, you seem to have guessed wrong."

The giant sword was held slanted, and Aisai, wearing heavy armor, stood in front of Chen Fei. On the sword edge, the mysterious rune power appeared and a trace of hot flames slowly rose up.

Cross Church Rune Sword Technique - [Elemental Furious - Fire!]: The flame of will will walk with you, allowing your enemies to feel the burning pain of light and justice!

He turned his head slightly and looked at Chen Fei, who was almost covered in blood. A soft look appeared on the adjutant's originally expressionless face. He looked unexpectedly handsome. Aisai said apologetically: "Sorry, Chen Fei, we are late, let us leave the rest!"

Step, step, step ~

Amid the voices of words, familiar footsteps suddenly appeared. The human warriors wearing heavy armor walked out from the ground one by one, forming a steel fortress to block Chen Fei's face. The leader was wearing a thicker steel plate armor, holding a giant sword almost the size of a door panel in one hand, but his ordinary face had a heart-warming demeanor. It was Laurenter, who smiled at Chen Fei with a heroic smile. The giant sword in the tall Paladin captain's hand penetrated straight into the ground. The shining runes appeared on the giant sword almost instantly and covered the surrounding ground. The flashing golden lines spread around from the place where the giant sword landed, and reflected each other with the giant swords inserted into the ground by other knights, forming a huge golden rune slowly rotating, and directly adding a layer of hazy light shield outside the originally fragile magic barrier.

Paladin combination rune - [Standard]!

"Ba,ba,ba"

At this moment, a crisp applause sounded. In front of the Undead, the King of the Dead, who was quietly watching Chen Fei and others' actions, clapping gently, with a look of admiration on his beautiful face.

"Heroes who draw their swords for the weak, and brave men who fear death for their companions. Really."

“...the perfect collection…”

Thanks to the sword man, the god of death who believes in God, and Han Mingx's reward, thank you.

Please collect it, please recommend it~
Chapter completed!