“Wow….”

There was a chaos in the audience. There were many strong monks among the nobles watching, and they had some knowledge of "hatred". "Devouring corpses" and "disease clouds" were not uncommon, but the speed of its advancement just now was beyond expectations.

"Haughter" has the strength of its defense ability. It has not been fighting with the monks for a long time. It has been hit dozens of times and is still fighting endlessly. Speed ​​should be the weakness of the monster. If "Haughter" can advance and retreat like the wind, the threat to the border will be greater than that of many high-level undead.

Many monks and nobles have seen "hatred" when they go out to fight against the dead. The opponent is very strong, but they have never seen him so fast. Several strong men have rich experience and vaguely guessed the reason. Monsters may have undergone mutations, far exceeding their similar combat power.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..."

“Go quickly…”

It was a long time to speak, and then the old trick of "hatred" on the stage was repeated. It once again used a strange and fast pace to approach Monk Xiang Xinzhen.

Mingkong came to his senses at this moment, and he could not let the other party succeed easily. He waved the "golden Zen Staff" and blocked his disciples first, and fought several tricks with "Hateful".

My heart is experienced in the face of the enemy and knows that staying will only be a "burden". He immediately dropped his sword and rolled and crawled out of the field.

With Mingkong behind, Xinzhen quickly fled from the martial arts stage. However, in order to prevent the "hatred" from showing his power, the old monk forced his skills to resist it. With the sickle, Mingkong felt powerless.

"Clang! Clang!"

"Wow......"

After taking the other party's sickle, Mingkong felt his chest tightness and opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood. Finally, the old monk was calm in the face of danger, and his heart was really out of danger. Mingkong was moving forward and retreating quickly without distraction, and finally he was not hit by the undead.

"clang......"

With the Zen Staff and the sickles hit each other again, Abbot Mingkong took advantage of the force to retreat, jumped out more than five meters away, and left the range of the martial arts stage. "Habit" roared and rushed forward with his knife, but encountered a barrier formed by the carriage baffle. The aura on it was still strong, and the monster dared not approach it, held the iron hook, and the sickle howled to the sky.

"Vomit...Vomit..."

"Wow......"

Abbot Mingkong fell to the ground and sprayed another mouthful of blood, which was obviously very injured. Several monks quickly stepped forward, took the Zen stick, and handed over the medicine. Some monks glared at the "New God Cult", only to scold.

Ferstein's face was normal, not affected by the monks at all. The ending of Gaotai was expected by the "New God Cult". This monster was affected by some unknown reason, which was very different from the ordinary "hatred".

When the "New God Cult" met the other party, he also suffered a great loss of underestimating the enemy. Captain Lawrence commanded several paladins to surround him, but was "hatred" and broke into the inner circle and slashed and killed. Six priests died on the spot. Later, everyone besieged the monster and killed three more paladins.

In Felsten's view, Monk Mingkong's cultivation is quite solid. Faced with the "hate" show, he was able to save a disciple and escape safely. In the end, he was only slightly injured, and deserved the title of "the number one person in Xichiao Buddhism".

The paladin's mouth curled up and decided to add another fire.

"Abbot Mingkong and Marquis Taywin, the ban of this sect can only last for one hour. After one hour, the divine light on the baffle will disappear. At that time, the monster will definitely rush out and run wild..."

Ferstein didn't finish his words, and the meaning was very obvious. "Jiguang Temple", the Marquis' Mansion would be better to solve the "hatred" as soon as possible, otherwise when the time comes, the monsters rushed out and chopped and killed them randomly, and the number of casualties would only be more.

Taywin's face turned pale. A mere "Three-Star Paladin" dared to be so arrogant in "Triumph City". Although "Haven" is powerful, it is forbidden to perform martial arts in Taichung. As long as dozens of monks, warriors, archers and arrows are mobilized, and the mages are supporting him, any kind of undead will be destroyed.

However, the Marquis' Mansion and the "Jiguang Temple" are very clear. In this way, if you lose all your face, you will become a joke of the "New God Cult".

The "gift" sent by the carriage is unavailable to deal with, so the other party can only rely on the other party to provide ban protection and security. In the end, it has to use the "human sea tactics" to eliminate the undead. The evaluation of "weak strength" deserves its reputation.

If the "hatred" level is extremely high and exceeds the limit of Xique's response, it is understandable to do so. However, although the monsters on the stage are powerful, the level is only similar to Mingkong. It has not known what opportunities it has overcome the defect of slow speed and becomes difficult to deal with.

"His Excellency Tywin, the Third Prince has a say first. If the 'Triumph City' feels it is not convenient, the 'God Cult' can take action to resolve the 'hatred'..."

Felsten smiled and his expression was filled with disdain.

"...But Captain Lawrence is now resting in the 'Millpan Castle', so he would like to trouble Lord Marquis to prepare a book for His Highness White, so that the captain and the others can come over quickly..."

“Hahahaha…”

Tywin laughed furiously. The "New God Cult" is really too bullying. Even if someone is laughed at by the Marquis's Mansion, he will not seek help from Prince White.

He called Lansel, and was about to instruct his subordinates to join forces with the "Jiguang Temple" to jointly kill the undead, but when he turned around, he saw the "Dongfangwu" in the distance.

Viscount Oriental stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the "hate" on the stage with interest, without any fear on his face. Taywin's heart moved. There were many monks present, but only the "Dongfang Wu" had a combat power that exceeded Mingkong, and he was the well-deserved "No. 1 Master".

The Marquis thought for a moment and immediately discovered the opportunity. The "New God Cult" came on behalf of Prince White. If he could persuade Dongfangwu to deal with "hatred", it would be equivalent to "Lion King Castle" and the third prince turning against each other.

The Dongfang family was a local nobleman in Xichhui and might not be very loyal to the royal family. The conflict between our side and the "Lion King Castle" originated from the "Vissue Enthronement". At that time, he did not understand Dongfang Wu's strength and formed a foul in a mess. If he could take the opportunity to ease the relationship, not only would the matter of the Frei family be explained, but Prince White could also be cut off as a strong support.

Tywin weighed the pros and cons and found that the gains of fighting for the "Lion King Castle" were much higher than those of the two hatchbacks. Fortunately, Viscount Oriental was not a naughty man, and just left room for both sides.

Thinking of this, he immediately put down his prejudice, stood up and walked to the right. In order to show his "sincerity", the Marquis did not even bring his entourage and came to "Dongfangwu" alone.

"Visson Dongfang, I heard that you are also from the Buddhist lineage. Letting the "New God Cult" rage the "Jiguang Temple" may be detrimental to the reputation of your sect?"

Jing Hua understood the Marquis' meaning as soon as he heard it. "Hate" has a strong combat power, and no one can deal with "Triumph City" alone. It was really ugly to rush forward to fight, so the other party came to him.

"Marquis Marquis, the 'gift' is specially given to you by Prince White. The 'Lion King Castle' is a rash move, and I'm afraid it's unreasonable..."

Tywin nodded. The other party made it very clear that he accidentally intervened in the conflict between the Marquis's Mansion and the royal family. But the Viscount did not say anything, and the meaning of bargaining was beyond words.

"yes......"

Tywin pretended to sigh. As long as he could discuss it, there would be a chance. What the prince gave was just a document, which was more than benefits and benefits. The Rotrek family had been operating in the West for many years, and obviously had more advantages.
Chapter completed!