Chapter 771 Knights of the Round Table
He saw that this was a muscular man with a height of more than two meters. His skin was bronze, his muscles were knotted all over his body, and his long hair was flying wildly.
Seeing this person, Joyce grinned and said respectfully: "Dear King Arthur's Eighth Knight of the Round Table, Francis, you are finally here. This stupid Chinese man frightened me, help me teach him a lesson .”
"What? The legendary twelve knights of the round table under the command of King Arthur?"
Zhang Hongwei was shocked immediately.
According to legend, King Arthur has almost godly fighting power, and he is probably a god. The twelve knights of the round table under his command are comparable to the ten dragon warriors of China's dragon guards, and they all have master-level combat effectiveness.
And Zhang Hongwei is just a support staff member of Longwei, not even a war attendant, and he is a thousand miles away from the Ten Dragon Warriors.
In other words, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of the Eighth Knight of the Round Table named Francis in front of him.
What was even more frightening was that following Francis, two more people appeared, a man and a woman, both blond and blue-eyed Westerners.
The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with tough features, tall and handsome, and his blond hair was shiny and combed meticulously.
The woman was tall and slender, wearing a red leather jacket, which set off a perfect figure with exquisite undulations, and her facial features were as delicate as a porcelain doll.
This is a handsome man and a beautiful woman who look like a fairy couple. Although they look harmless to humans and animals, the aura emanating from their bodies is shocking, and they are definitely not ordinary people.
Joyce checked his head twice, and the identities of the handsome men and the beautiful women were clearly revealed. The man was Rust, the fourth knight of the round table, and the woman was Anya, the sixth knight of the round table.
Facing the three master-level powerhouses, Zhang Hongwei is like an ant and can be ignored.
However, he didn't flinch. He stared at the muscular man Francis angrily and said, "Are you looking for death? You can humiliate my magnificent country?"
Clang!
With a shake of his palm, a wind blade swept out like lightning.
Zheng!
Hearing the sound of steel clattering, Francis's clothes were cut a big hole, but not a drop of blood flowed out, only a shallow mark appeared on his violent bear's body.
His physical body is too strong, it is as tough as steel, and Zhang Hongwei's wind blade cannot cut through it at all.
He was dumbfounded for a second, then retreated violently, smashed the window glass with a bang, jumped out, and fled.
But the moment he jumped out of the window, with a whoosh, a soft golden whip burst out of the air, wrapped around his body, and pulled him back.
It was Anya, the sixth knight of the round table, who made the move. She held a golden soft whip in her hand, like a queen.
With a bang, Zhang Hongwei landed at Anya's feet and fell into a coma.
Suddenly, Aniya kicked, her slender jade legs were full of explosive power, and kicked Zhang Hongwei away again.
"Smash him!" she said to Francis, the muscular man, with a cruel heart.
"You ant, you dare to attack me!"
Francis roared like a beast, then raised the giant ax in his hand and slashed out.
With his brute force, an ax can pierce through the wall, and it can't be chopped into flesh when it hits a person.
At this moment, Zhang Hongwei was in despair.
But in this flash of lightning, a flash of golden lightning came, and with a local sound, the giant ax in Francis' hand was knocked out. The ax made of tungsten steel was punched into a big hole, with iron filings flying and cracks growing, almost shattering.
"who?"
Everyone was shocked.
"The Twelve Knights of the Round Table, isn't that amazing?"
Just heard a voice coming in from outside the door.
It was a boy with an oriental face, with his hands behind his back, and a cold face, walking step by step.
"Where did the kid dare to insult me, the Twelve Knights of the Round Table?"
Francis was furious, and rushed towards him like a violent bear, raised his basketball-sized fist, and blasted the boy's head.
The boy didn't even bother to make a move,
Still with his hands behind his back, two golden flames suddenly shot out from his indifferent pupils, like two fire dragons, the void exploded inch by inch, burning towards Francis.
"Made! Not good!" Francis exclaimed, his pupils shrinking in fright.
But the young man was too strong, the golden flame was like a dragon, and his speed was ridiculously fast, he couldn't dodge it at all.
"Take it!"
In a blink of an eye, a round shield in the hands of the fourth knight of the round table was thrown out, blocking Francis.
This is a shield blessed by King Arthur's mana. It is not only impenetrable to heavy artillery fire, but also resistant to fire, spells, magic and other energy types of attacks. It is comparable to a middle-grade spiritual weapon.
But it's useless at all, such a powerful protective shield didn't block it even for a moment under the chaotic golden flame, it melted into molten iron, and the rune culture turned into fly ash.
puff! puff!
Francis' pupils shrank suddenly, and before he had time to react, his bear-like body was pierced by the flames, and he couldn't even scream.
Moments later, his body detonated and turned into a Pyroman.
After a while, there was only a handful of fly ash left on the spot.
With just one look, he killed a master-level twelve knights of the round table. How powerful is this?
The audience was dead silent!
Joyce was so surprised that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Damn it!"
Anya, the sixth knight of the round table, yelled coquettishly, and flew up, her slender limbs swelled like air, and the power of the prehistoric surged, and the golden soft whip in her hand slammed at Ye Tian, like a sword piercing through the air, The void exploded, and there was a sound of wind and thunder.
"I know who you are now, you are the young demon king of Huaguo, the Golden God of War!" Rust, the fourth knight of the round table, was shocked suddenly, and then yelled at Anya: "Shut up, Anya, He is the golden god of war, and we are not his opponents."
"What? She is..."
In an instant, cold sweat broke out on Anya's forehead, and a touch of fear flooded her whole body.
The Golden God of War, the Young Demon King, the butcher master is like a dog, and the god-killer is like a chicken. What a terrifying existence. If King Arthur doesn't come out, even if the twelve knights of the round table add up, they may not be his opponent.
However, she swung the long whip in her hand, and it was too late to stop.
"Young man, I have no intention of being your enemy." She yelled.
puff! puff!
What Ye Tian responded to her was still two chaotic golden flames, and the golden long whip in her hand broke in response. Then, like a saber, the flame slashed at her body again.
Seeing that Ye Tian didn't intend to stop, Rust, the fourth knight of the round table, made a lightning strike, and slashed at Ye Tian's neck with a long sword in his hand.
"don't want!"
She only let out a scream, and her body was split into two by the slashing flames, and her whole body burst into flames.
At this time, behind Ye Tian, the fourth knight of the round table, Rust, was coming with a sword.
"die!"
He turned around abruptly, his golden palms glowed, and a cloud of chaotic golden energy burst out of the air like a thunderclap in his palm.
Chi Chi Chi!
The chaotic golden energy hit the long sword first, and a terrible scene was seen. The long sword exploded inch by inch from the tip of the sword to the handle, turning into iron filings.
"Ah, damn it, don't kill me!"
Amidst the shrill screams, the chaotic golden energy penetrated his body and erupted from Rust's body.
Seeing a flash of golden light, Rust turned into powder, leaving not even a single cell, and turned into various molecules.