Chapter 1380 Lancelot vs. Chilidogan
The appearance of Qilidoan made everyone at the scene feel a pressure for no reason.
Perhaps this is the unique feeling between strong people. That kind of momentum is not something ordinary people can have.
Except, of course, for a certain guy who has been working hard to make himself harmless.
Chilidogan stood in the street like a giant statue.
He looked coldly at the large number of corpses of Three-Eyed Tribe soldiers on the ground, and then looked at the members of the Knights of the Round Table standing on the corpses, frowning in disgust.
"Did some powerful individuals actually emerge from the insects?"
"I have long said that these ugly guys should be killed and should not be allowed to live!"
Qili Duo'an raised the giant sword in his hand and slashed directly forward indifferently!
This sword was mediocre and had no dazzling supernatural power, but it caused a terrifying sonic boom, and a mighty wind swept through the air, blowing the surrounding houses upside down to both sides.
The power of a sword is so terrifying!
Lancelot's face immediately became solemn, but his eyes could not hide the joy, "Finally someone with some strength is here, haha!"
He roared, and a long black sword suddenly appeared in his right hand.
Black flames swirled up from his feet, spiraled into the sky, and enveloped his whole body like a demon from hell.
The knight swung out his sword with both hands and collided with the giant sword that was several times bigger than Lancelot himself!
"boom!!!"
The majestic force burst out violently towards the surroundings, and the houses in several surrounding streets were pushed by the terrifying force and flew out in all directions.
Even the members of the Knights of the Round Table changed their expressions and fled the place immediately.
Qili Duoan, the great general of the Nash Kingdom, is a top warrior with a superpower index of 19000 points.
Lancelot, the deputy leader of the Knights of the Round Table [Knight of Judgment], has a power index of 18000 points.
The members of the Knights of the Round Table fled here quickly. It was impossible for them to intervene in the battle between the two powerful men.
What's more, at this time, the men led by Qilidoan have also surrounded this place.
A centurion who was more than ten meters tall, wearing silver armor and carrying a giant battle ax slowly walked over, blowing hot air from his nose.
"Now, it's pest control time!"
On the battlefield here, the Ypsilon-class stranger from the Nash Kingdom finally appeared.
The men on both sides also started fighting fiercely.
But what really determines the winner is the battle between Qilidogan and Lancelot.
Qilidogan's face was stern, looking at the little Lancelot as if he were looking down at an insect.
But even if it was an insect, he would show no mercy in his attacks. The huge sword swept through the air, and the terrifying sonic boom could shatter a person's eardrums, and the rocks that swept across the earth would penetrate the air.
Lancelot jumped up, dodged his attack, and landed on a ruins.
If you look closely, you will find a stream of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Just a head-on collision, Qilidoan's powerful force caused his mouth to bleed.
The three-eyed tribe's naturally strong physique is unmatched by humans, and Lancelot paid the price for it.
But there was no trace of fear on his face, but a bright look of excitement.
He is a natural war maniac and loves to fight against powerful opponents.
And it was the first time in my life to fight head-on with the mysterious race in the underground world!
This kind of joy from the heart, mixed with a tremor deep in his heart, made him so excited that he almost wanted to shout loudly.
"Insect, who allowed you to look down on me?"
Qili Duoan looked at him coldly, and the war sword struck again, easily leveling the ruins in front of him with one sword.
The raging wind stirred up due to his sword, and the air current wrapped around Lancelot, making it difficult for him to stand firmly on the ground.
But he still dug his feet into the ground hard, leaving two deep ravines.
"Conger, Grad!"
The protective shield Grad appeared in his left hand, and the dark sword of conquest Kanger appeared in his right hand.
This is one of his abilities [Sword and Shield].
As a knight, this symbolizes conquest and protection, which is his glory.
As the name suggests, Kanger has strong lethality, while Grad has extremely strong defensive power, which can maximize the power of frontal attacks.
Facing the huge white giant in front of him, Lancelot laughed and rushed towards him.
It was like an ant charging towards a giant, but the speed of this ant was astonishingly fast.
So much so that Qili Duoan also frowned, angry but not daring to be careless in any way.
He understood that the bug in front of him was extraordinary, definitely not comparable to those bugs in Nash Country that only knew how to steal food from the trash can.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
His giant sword slashed down like a hurricane, the sword energy enveloped all the surrounding space, and even the pressure of the sword wind caused the earth to shatter inch by inch.
At the same time, his big feet stepped down mercilessly, trying to crush Lancelot with one kick.
Lancelot's eyes became deeper and deeper.
"Is this what hell looks like? Lord of my faith, I saw the hell you predicted!"
Dark flames rose from the "666" tattoo on his right cheek.
Endless flames spread like a black storm near Qilidoan.
"Fallen Ember Flame!"
What Lancelot believes in is Satan in hell, and the fire he uses is also the fire of hell that can burn people's souls.
Faced with all this, Qilidoan's face remained unmoved. In the blazing black flames, various complex illusions seemed to have occurred, allowing him to see incredible things.
But his eyes remained firm, and he just slashed at Lancelot with his sword.
Human beings on the ground have various convenient services from birth.
If you want to travel, you can take a car.
If you want to hunt, use a pistol.
The people of Nash Country are still living in a primitive way. They advocate force and believe that absolute power is the most important thing in the world.
Therefore, Qilidoan has been wielding a sword every day since he was sensible.
He is a cold killing machine.
The jumping Lancelot was just a flashy insect in his eyes, unable to affect his mind in the slightest.
The giant sword chops, sweeps, pokes and chops, it's simple and unpretentious, but every move is extremely deadly!
As long as Lancelot is hit, even if he is wearing the most advanced combat uniform, his body will be broken!
Even if it is rubbed, some parts of the body will turn into pulp.
Qilidoan, who has an absolute advantage in strength, simply disdains those fancy fighting methods.
Defeating ten guilds with one force is the simplest royal tactic!
