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

The last Templar who did not move quietly fell below.

He has already set his sights on two battlefields.

Two Templars surrounded the Ten Evil Dragons.

The Ten Evil Dragons are indeed the top powerhouses of the Black Dragon Clan. Facing the surprise attack of two Templar knights, they fired all their firepower for a while, and managed to barely block the attack of the Temple of the God of War.

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

You can stop two people, but you can't stop three people.

This is the number advantage!

Although in this world, strength comes first.

Even more similar to the Three Thousand Dao Court, there are rumors that the number of people is false in the face of absolute strength.

Many people believed it, and felt that as long as they were strong enough, they could defeat their opponents.

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

That is, the strengths of the two sides are absolutely not equal.

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

The resistance of the ten evil dragons fell apart.

The ten evil dragons are a branch of black dragons, and they are best fought. They are extremely difficult to be injured by ordinary Taoists with dragon scales.

The Templars completely followed Qin Yichen's instructions and did not fight any evil dragons.

It is true that they cannot easily penetrate the defense of black dragons of the same realm, but there are many black dragons with unequal realms and strengths, so there is no need to waste time on the ten evil dragons.

For a while, the Ten Evil Dragons were in an extremely embarrassing situation.

They couldn't resist the attack of the two temple paladins, but if they retreated, it would mean that their clansmen would be slaughtered.

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

Either watch the Templar slaughter, or fight back in vain.

Gilgamesh finally came in front of Qin Yichen, and glanced down from the corner of his eye.

"Pass down this king's decree, and the ten evil dragons gather to counterattack the temple."

This plan was originally a means to force the Temple to withdraw its troops when the battlefield was defeated.

Gilgamesh never expected that he would be forced to do this from the very beginning.

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

"This king has brought the people of the Black Dragon Clan as ordered, and I owe you the kindness, and the two are settled."

Qin Yichen shook his head helplessly.

"Is this 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 didn't hesitate, and took out the black and white mad blade, and two auras, one black and one white, condensed behind him.

Gilgamesh looked serious.

"King Arthur hasn't given you the solution to the curse yet?"

This question made Qin Yichen stunned for a moment.

Only now did he realize that although Gilgamesh is not trustworthy, King Arthur is worthy of trust!

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

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

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

Could it be...

King Arthur captured by Gilgamesh?

Thinking of this, Qin Yichen's face changed slightly.

Didn't this silly girl tell you not to fall out with Gilgamesh? Now that she's been arrested, she can't even report the letter.

Qin Yichen is by no means a person full of sympathy. He wants to save Arthur right now because she is the strongest person he can trust.

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

The possibility of cooperation in the future is the greatest.

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

"Let her go, otherwise, I'll chop off your yellow hair and feed it to the dogs."

Gilgamesh laughed out loud.

"My king's things, when is it your turn to protect them!"

With a low growl, golden ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh, like the waves of a lake, and Taoist soldiers emerged one after another, pointing their sharp points at Qin Yichen.

"Chop Suey, die!"

rumbling...

Bursts of roar resounded through the sky.

Gilgamesh's extravagant offensive method attracted the attention of the Black Dragon King and Ares, the god of war, for a moment.

I saw dozens of miles below, already covered by the dust raised by the Taoist soldiers.

In the dark soil, one can vaguely see a little bit of fire.

The violent shock caused the ground to shake endlessly.

It is impossible for anyone to survive such an indiscriminate bombardment, and it is even more impossible for someone to block the power of the Taoist soldiers' self-destructive explosion.

The dust swayed for nearly a kilometer! Turned into a waterfall of flying sand.

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

"readily!"

The sky was full of dust.

There was no trace of Qin Yichen anymore.

The black dragon clan who survived the disaster watched the sand waterfall fall with horror on their faces.

"Is this a miracle?"

"so amazing."

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

Everyone in the Black Dragon Clan was amazed.

And in the temple in the distance, a group of templar knights also noticed the strangeness here.

A few Templars rose into the air, observing the falling sandfall.

All of them had serious expressions on their faces.

"I don't know which monster-level powerhouse the Black Dragon Clan invited out this time, otherwise, there would never be such a devastating scene."

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

Gilgamesh leaned on 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 was raised.

"This cup, to my dear friend."

Looking up at the sky, a bright moon appeared apologetically. Gilgamesh looked back at the ground again, and the people of the Black Dragon Clan had been washed to pieces.

Even if he captures the temple, he can't occupy this star field.

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

Because Qin Yichen controlled the most critical interests too precisely.

As long as the people in the Temple of the God of War are not completely extinct.

It is impossible to expand in the star field casually, but it will make the isolated and helpless temple a burden for the Black Dragon Clan.

The more he thought about it, the more Gilgamesh could understand the importance of sending Templar knights to kill these ordinary black dragons.

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

Gilgamesh called out again, but the familiar voice was no longer heard.

A burst of loneliness welled up in my heart.

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

As the sand waterfall fell slowly, a hint of life quietly appeared in Gilgamesh's lifeless eyes.

The heart that was originally dead still seemed to be on fire!

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

"You're not dead, that's great!"

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

Grinning grimly, his face distorted.

"Come on! Let me kill you!"

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