6497-Sorcerer

brush!

Dozens of soldiers came and Qin Yichen rose into the air.

The last Templar who did not act quietly fell down.

He has already taken a fancy to two battlefields.

Two Templar knights surrounded the ten evil dragons.

Ten evil dragons are worthy of being the top powerhouses of the Black Dragon clan. Facing the surprise attack of two Templar knights, their firepower was all on for a while, and they barely blocked the attack of the Zhan Sacred Temple.

At this time, the person left should play his original role.

You can block two people, but you can never block three people.

This is the number advantage!

Although in this world, the admiration is the supremacy of strength.

It is more similar to the Three Thousand Dao Court, and it is circulated that in front of absolute strength, the number of people is false.

Many people believed it and felt that as long as they were strong enough, they would be able to flatten their opponents.

However, according to Qin Yichen's understanding, this sentence actually has a big premise.

That is, the strength of the two sides is definitely not equal.

To put it simply, the number of people is not only useful, but also a very important decisive factor under the premise that everyone's strength is not much different!

The resistance of the ten evil dragons fell apart.

Ten evil dragons are a bloodline of black dragons. They are best to fight. They are extremely difficult to get injured by ordinary soldiers with dragon scales.

The Templars completely followed Qin Yichen's orders, not to fight any ten evil dragons.

They really can't easily penetrate the defense of the black dragon of the same realm, but there are more black dragons with unequal realm and strength, and there is no need to waste time on the ten evil dragons.

For a while, the ten evil dragons fell into an extremely embarrassing situation.

They can't resist the attack of the two temples, but they can retreat, which means that their clan has been slaughtered.

If you can't beat it, you can't save it.

Either watch the Templar massacre, or counterattack in vain.

Gilgamesh finally came to Qin Yichen, Yu Guang glanced down.

"According to this king's order, the ten evil dragons gathered together to counterattack the temple."

This plan was originally used to force the Temple to withdraw troops when it was defeated on the battlefield.

Gilgamesh had no idea that he would be forced out of this method at the very beginning.

After taking care of the things below, Gilgamesh looked at Qin Yichen.

"This king brought the people of the Black Dragon tribe as ordered, and I owe you the kindness I owe you."

Qin Yichen shook his head helplessly.

"This is called Liangqing?"

"You have a way to break the curse, but you don't want to tell me that you have betrayed our agreement and you just want me to die."

Qin Yichen did not hesitate to take out the Xuanbai Mad Blade, and two auras of black and white condensed behind him.

Gilgamesh's face was solemn.

"King Arthur hasn't given you the way to break the curse?"

This question made Qin Yichen stunned.

Only now did he remember that although Gilgamesh is not trustworthy, King Arthur is trustworthy!

King Arthur is almost a model for all knights and will never give up his companions easily.

According to the plan, both of them should know how to break the curse.

No matter how bad it is, King Arthur should bring back the cracking method.

Could it be...

King Arthur was caught by Gilgamesh?

At the thought of this, Qin Yichen's face changed slightly.

This silly girl, didn't she tell you not to turn her face with Gilgamesh, now it's fine, she was arrested, and she couldn't even report the letter.

Qin Yichen is by no means a sympathetic person, and he wants to save Arthur right now because she is the strongest person among people she can trust.

After all, in terms of identity, both sides are the same.

The possibility of cooperation in the future is greatest.

The Xuanbai mad blade raised, Qin Yichen's face solemn.

"Let her go, otherwise, I will chop off your yellow hair and feed the dog."

Gilgamesh laughed loudly.

"My king's things, when is it your turn to bless you!"

With a low roar, a golden ripple appeared behind Gilgamesh, like the rippling surface of the lake, Taoist soldiers appeared one after another, and their sharp tips aimed at Qin Yichen.

"Missions, death!"

Rumbling...

The roar resounded across the sky.

Gilgamesh's extravagant offensive method caused the Black Dragon King and Ares, the **** of war, to be distracted for a moment.

I saw that within dozens of miles below, it had been covered by the dust raised up by the Dao soldiers.

In the black soil, a light can be seen faintly.

The violent shaking made the earth shake more than ever.

It is impossible for anyone to survive such indiscriminate bombardment, and it is even less possible for anyone to stop the Taoist soldiers' self-destructive power.

The dust shook nearly a thousand meters! Turned into Feisha Waterfall.

Gilgamesh took a step back, reached out to take a jar of wine, and took a swig.

"readily!"

Dust was scattered all over the sky.

No more trace of Qin Yichen.

The black dragons who survived the disaster watched the sand waterfall fall in horror.

"Is this a miracle."

"so amazing."

"Is this the power of the divine envoy? This is no longer what the number of people can make up."

Everyone in the Black Dragon tribe was amazed.

In the temple in the distance, a group of Templar knights also discovered the strangeness here.

Several Templar knights rose into the air, observing the falling sand waterfall.

The faces were extremely solemn.

"This time the Black Dragons don't know which monster-level powerhouse has been hired, otherwise, there will never be such a ruining scene."

Hundreds of miles away, you can also see the thick sand waterfall exploding and slowly falling to the ground.

Gilgamesh leaned against the golden ripples, took out the wine glass with his backhand, and poured a full glass.

Raising the wine glass in his hand, the bright red wine raised.

"This cup, to my dear friend."

Looking up at the sky, a bright moon apologized. Gilgamesh looked back at the ground again, and the members of the Black Dragon tribe had been washed away.

Even if he captured the lower temple, he couldn't occupy this star field.

It can be said that this battle was won, but winning is worthless.

Because Qin Yichen is too precise in controlling the most critical point of interest.

As long as the people who fight in the Holy Temple are not completely extinct.

It is impossible to expand in the star field casually, instead, it will make the isolated temple a burden for the Black Dragon tribe.

The more you think about it, the more Gilgamesh can understand the significance of sending Templars to kill these ordinary black dragons.

"Wind! I respect you for this cup. You are a worthy opponent."

Gilgamesh shouted again, but could not hear the familiar voice.

A wave of loneliness came to my heart.

Losing his "best friend", losing his opponent, Gilgamesh's heart returned to the same dead silence in the past, and everything became extremely boring.

As the sand waterfall slowly fell, Gilgamesh's lifeless eyes quietly revealed a touch of life.

The heart that originally belonged to the deadly silence seemed to ignite a raging fire!

Gilgamesh stepped forward and stared at Qin Yichen, who was gradually revealing his figure in the sand waterfall below.

"You're not dead, great!"

Gilgamesh laughed madly, suddenly dropped the wine glass in his hand, and the golden ripples expanded several times behind him!

With a grinning grin, his face was distorted.

"Come on! Let this king kill you!"

"Let you die under this king, the king's treasure house in his heyday!"