Although he was injured, Strogg didn't seem to care and didn't stop at all. He drew a winding curve in the air, and happened to meet the other three lights that had just escaped from the explosion. They were the other three thin temple warriors. Since Strogg had the upper hand, he did not make any difficulties. He cut off one of their wings with the light-sabers in every move. Strogg had three small explosive light balls on his way forward.

Compared to being completely torn apart by the rules of space, the energy that cut off a wing is naturally much less than the huge energy contained in the body of the thin temple warrior, and the scale of the explosion is also much smaller. However, the result of this series of explosions is that the temple warrior who rushes up behind is much more careful.

Since the enemy was cautious, Strog was no longer so cruel. The next few cullings were to block or hurt the wings of the temple warriors. There was no big move. It was not until another long sword full of patterns collided with the light-saberios that Strog slowed down.

The one who shrines the lightsaber was the leader of the Temple Warrior Order. Of course, what Strogh faced was the leader of the genuine Temple Warrior Order.

"Uh, it seems that I have met the real master!" Li Xinyan said to Stroger in consciousness.

And what Strogg saw was another thing: "Well, this skin doesn't look thick and handsome!"

Only then did Li Xinyan look at the face condensed by light. Indeed, his sword-browed eyebrows and tiger-eyed eyes and cut-out face really exuded a lot of heroic spirit. Half-length hair floated on the armor, revealing a bit of elegance, but also a sense of toughness.

"I'm quite surprised, how did you do it? You can steal this shell and put it on yourself." Li Xinyan said.

"This is a long story. It's not very convenient now." Strogg said, and as he swung his sword to the flower, he tangled with the commander of the genuine Temple Warriors in the air and flew upwards. No matter who Strogg was really, from the outside, the two Temple Warriors were entangled together. The ordinary Temple Warriors naturally knew how powerful it was, so they did not intervene in the battle and circled around to observe.

From a distance, two streams of lights were entangled with each other at an unparalleled speed, while dozens of streams of light were wandering around them.

Although the scene looks beautiful in the distance, the two streamers in the middle are intertwined but extremely dangerous. The Zhenguangsword is a magical artifact in this space, and now two more knives appear together. The space where Strog and the commander of the genuine Temple Warriors became a dangerous area.

After dozens of rounds, Stroger's body had no progress except for some wounds. The leader of the authentic Temple Warriors made no contributions. He added some wounds to Stroger's body. He himself was not much better. What's even more fatal was that his handsome face was pulled by Stroger, which was considered to be a break. The combat skills and strength of both sides were almost the same, and the ordinary attack method was to be evenly matched.

"Hmph, why are the people from the genuine angel group the same as you guys?" said Strog. This time, he said not in his consciousness, but directly to the commander of the Temple Warrior Order. The commander of the Temple Warrior Order seemed to be angry and funny when he heard this. He actually threw his sword moves in a daze and asked, "Since the product is taller than us, why should we wear such a layer of skin?!"

Strog stopped, smiled gloomyly, and did not answer. He suddenly changed direction and collided with a temple warrior who was slowly circling on the side without warning. The light sword directly tore the temple warrior into two pieces, and the sword in the temple warrior's hand fell into Srrog's hand. In the fierce battle, he made a gain in this move, but he also paid a little price. The sword of the samurai commander drew a small hole on his back.

With a long sword in hand, there was an extra small object flying independently in the battle group between the two.

At first, the commander of the Temple Warrior Order didn't seem to think anything about it, but over time, he felt that the battle situation was a little problem. Although this long sword was from an ordinary Temple Warrior, it was not as hard as that of the Town Lightsaber, but under Strog's control, it was also a problem to pass through the two teams unexpectedly under Strog's control. The commander of the Temple Warrior Order had no experience in using weapons like this. Strog seemed to have practiced this kind of combat method. The cooperation of the two swords actually slowly gained the upper hand. The Town Lightsaber in his hand could always reasonably wrap or hit at critical moments, expanding the attack range to a place where the arm length could not reach. In this way, the moves that seemed to be unable to be completed could be completed by the flying sword. After a few rounds, the commander of the Temple Warrior Order lost three or four light feathers and suffered some injuries on his legs.

After the battle, the speed of the commander of the Temple Warrior Order was slowly slowing down!

Regarding this situation, Stroger's words were more aggressive: "Hmph! You were not born yet when I fought!"

The commander of the Temple Warrior Order finally exhausted his patience. He began to open and close his strength, and each force seemed to smash Strog into the galaxy. Strog naturally knew that this was not a long-term fight. For two people who tried too hard, this kind of fighting was when the natural power was exhausted, and he was allowed to slaughter the other party, but he had no good way, so he could only bear it. After all, the commander of the Temple Warrior Order was still extremely lethal before it was exhausted.

"Maybe, I can get better if I replace you. From the beginning to now, I have never fought and I have surpassed him in physical strength!" Li Xinyan said to Stroger in his consciousness.

"No, Your Highness, you are not familiar with this body, it's too dangerous." Strogg objected.

"Hey, what you said, isn't it dangerous if I don't control this body?"

"It seems to be, too."

Li Xinyan said again: "You have been fighting for the past half day. In fact, I have been trained for so long. Are you still worried?"

“That’s right.”

"Then I'll do it?" Li Xinyan suggested.

From the first moment he entered the Mechanical City, Li Xinyan and Stroger's consciousness core were always separated. Li Xinyan could naturally feel this because Stroger was always like a phantom blocking him. Although Li Xinyan could also feel pain since he started fighting with the Temple Warriors, it was transmitted by Stroger's nerves through consciousness, not Li Xinyan's body was damaged.

The hacking technology used by Stroger is actually a transformation of his own body. The shell looks the same as the leader of the Temple Warrior Order, and the same function is the injury Stroger suffered in this world. However, Li Xinyan has been hiding in Stroger's body and has not suffered any harm.

After Stroger figured out this, he naturally felt that nothing was impossible to do with Li Xinyan's suggestions.

"As a Holy Son, if you don't even have this ability, isn't it a bit useless? Maybe I should let him try it." Strogg thought.

However, this idea was not controlled well and reached Li Xinyan's consciousness. Li Xinyan applauded and smiled: "Yes, you always call me Your Highness, then I should see if I have the ability to be called 'Your Highness', right?"

The communication between the two people was naturally extremely rapid on the level of consciousness. During this period, the leader of the Temple Warrior Order had attacked Strogh two heavy swords, smashing Strogh to the surface of a star, and smashing the huge star to pieces.

However, he stopped and looked at Stroger walking out of the mess of the stars bursting, but his hand shook slightly imperceptibly. Stroger's face, which was originally slightly tired, looked a little changed, and was exhausted, replaced by a faint smile! His steps also had an indescribable smell, not a calm and elegant walk, but a slightly regular step. He couldn't tell the specific difference, but Stroger's whole body seemed to have changed his body except for the wound!

"Ah, this feeling is so wonderful. It seems to be easier than that body. Is this a god-like feeling?" Li Xinyan looked at the commander of the Temple Warrior Order in front of him and said in surprise.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!