"To kill you!"
Arslan's eyes flashed, and Fielding only saw a cold light flash in front of him. His heart sank, and his body immediately instinctively ducked backwards!
Suddenly he felt a pain in his chest. Fielding was already standing a few meters away. When he looked down, he saw a blood mark on his chest. The wound penetrated half an inch into the flesh, and the blood could not help but pour out. If Fielding hadn't reacted quickly just now, Arslan might have cut him in half with this sword.
"You want to kill me?!" Fielding covered the wound with force and said angrily.
Arslan held her slender sword in his hand, and a drop of blood slowly dripped from the tip of the sword: "Are you surprised, Fielding? Didn't you expect that I would kill you?"
Fielding snorted heavily.
He really didn't expect Arslan to kill him. We are all paladins in the temple, and although their relationship is not very harmonious, if Arslan is going to kill him, it is completely different. Arslan suddenly made a sneak attack, but he was really unprepared at all. Otherwise, with his strength, he would not have been injured by the opponent's sword in the first move.
unless…
Fielding's expression suddenly changed... Unless she was following orders!
Arslan watched Fielding's expression change and smiled coldly: "What's wrong? Have you thought of it?"
Fielding gritted his teeth: "Who asked you to do this? Who is it? Prometheus?"
Arslan pointed her sword at the ground and approached step by step. There was a slight smile on her beautiful face, but her eyes were full of cold murderous intent: "What do you think?"
Fielding roared: "I don't believe it! I don't believe Lord Prometheus would do this! I am a knight of the temple! Even if I have committed any crime, if I want to be executed, I must be publicly tried by the Council of Elders!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Arslan said with a look of disdain and a mocking tone: "Poor guy, are all of you human paladins so stubborn? Augustine is like this, and you are like this... Stupid. !”
Fielding's eyes were full of angry fire: "Arslan, are you not afraid of being held accountable by the temple for doing this? With my identity, if something happens to me, do you think you can cover it up?"
Arslan chuckled and said calmly: "Why cover it up? After you die, Lord Prometheus will publicize the matter as loudly as possible!"
Fielding's heart sank immediately. He thought for a moment and smiled bitterly: "I understand! Lord Prometheus wants to be the pope. However, many kingdoms in the Roman Empire united to oppose it. Even though Prometheus was an elder in the temple, he wanted to be the pope. He can cover up the sky with one hand, but now he is afraid that the attitude of the Presbyterian Council will be shaken by the anger of the various Roland Kingdoms! If... if a Paladin dies in the Kingdom of Sauron... Hum! You will have an excuse to declare war! The knight openly came to the Kingdom of Sauron to handle academic affairs but was assassinated! Once this happened, the temple and many kingdoms in Roland completely fell out!"
"I finally understand." Arslan shook the long sword in his hand gently, and the long and thin blade twisted gently like a soft python.
"Hahahaha!!" Fielding looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. His laughter was full of anger. He stared at Arslan and shouted: "Despicable! Is Prometheus crazy about wanting to be the pope! Even this despicable You can do shameless things! You... and Prometheus are not worthy of being in the temple, you are the sinners who subvert the temple!"
Faced with Fielding's accusation, Arslan was not angry at all. He sighed softly and mocked: "Still so persistent! I am a dragon, and I was not originally a member of your temple! I was just ordered to assist Prometheus... As for whether Prometheus is a sinner, As long as he succeeds in becoming pope, who cares?"
Fielding was so angry that he covered the wound on his chest with one hand and clenched his fist with the other hand. At this moment, he was unarmed, the armor on his body was gone, and his chest was injured. Facing a paladin who was as powerful as himself was really not the best time for a decisive battle.
"What are you thinking about?" Arslan smiled and said: "Don't even think about running away, Fielding. Didn't you notice something strange?" She stretched out a finger and pointed at the wound on Fielding's chest. He nodded and said with a smile: "With your strength, you also know a little bit about the spells of the light system. What you have been talking to me for so long is just to use fighting energy to stop the bleeding of the wound. But after you have tried for so long, the wound Has the bleeding stopped? Haha..."
Fielding's face changed slightly! Indeed, from just now, he had secretly used fighting energy to try to heal the wound. Although he is a knight, as a paladin-level person, he still knows a little about Guangmingxi's healing magic. But after trying secretly for so long, the wound on his chest not only did not heal, but the blood seemed to flow faster.
"You... your sword!" Fielding gritted his teeth.
"Not bad, Lord Fielding..." Arslan didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action: "I know that you have been practicing behind closed doors in the temple for so long, and your strength has greatly increased. How dare I fight you so easily? In order to save some energy , I had to secretly put a little bit of our dragon clan’s unique material on the sword... "
Fielding sneered and said: "Humph, the guys from the Dragon Clan are indeed despicable heretics!"
Arslan pursed his lips and smiled, the look in his eyes seemed to be a bit sarcastic: "Don't worry, I know that with your strength, I can't kill you with poison directly. Besides, if you die of poison, it is inevitable that you will be left behind." Evidence. What I put on the sword is a little bit of dragon breath. This kind of thing will only make your wound bleed. Although it is not a precious thing, if there is no high-level magician to save you, with the help of you, a knight. There is no way to save yourself with some poor low-level healing magic!"
Fielding thought like lightning in his mind and suddenly put down the hand that had been covering the wound. Since the bleeding couldn't be stopped, there was no use covering the wound. It was better to let go and take a gamble -
"Arslan, it's not that easy for you to kill me! You might as well give it a try!" Fielding clenched his fists. Staring at the female dragon paladin opposite, the look in her eyes was a bit murderous. At this moment, he finally completely let go of his aura. Unlike in the main hall just now, due to environmental restrictions in the main hall, he could not really fully release his fighting spirit flames. Now I am in the wild, my body is injured, and I can only fight quickly. Fielding's body suddenly erupted with flame-like fighting spirit, shouting: "Come on!"
"Okay!" Arslan didn't hesitate and stabbed him with his sword!
This sword was like a shooting star, with a faint icy chill. Fielding could not resist it with his bare hands. In an instant, a lightsaber condensed with fighting energy was released to block it. With a bang, the lightsaber shattered. Fielding quickly stepped back. He opened his other hand and shot a lightsaber wave towards Arslan.
Arslan sneered, stretched out one hand, and there was an ice wall in front of him.
There was a loud bang, but Fielding took advantage of the situation and continued to retreat. Arslan shouted: "Want to run!" Her body had already shot out quickly.
If it were a complete competition of speed, Arslan, who also had the wind dragon attribute, would be faster than Fielding, not to mention that Fielding was already injured at this moment. In a hurry, Arslan stabbed Fielding in the shoulder with his sword, but she saw a murderous look in Fielding's eyes: "You have been fooled!"
A sudden punch hit Arslan in the lower abdomen. She was so painful that she jumped back with a bow. Fielding's shoulder was pierced, but he became more and more brave. Gritting his teeth and punching him again, Arslan had no choice but to forcefully touch the opponent's fist with one palm.
After a loud noise, energy surged, and the two separated again. Arsland's arm trembled faintly. In this head-on collision just now, Fielding, who had reached the peak of the Paladin in terms of strength and skills, took a slight advantage. But when Fielding was shocked, the wound on his chest began to bleed more and more.
The two of them didn't dare to take action in a hurry, they both looked at each other intently. Fielding had just been deliberately stabbed in the shoulder in order to lure the enemy, and the wound was still bleeding. And is the sword stabbed by the paladin unusual? He didn't have Roddy's invulnerability. Not only did Arslan's sword pierce his shoulder, but the explosion of fighting spirit made his wound even more bloody. At this moment, under the severe pain in his shoulder, he could only feel the arm. It was almost impossible to lift it.
And Arslan was definitely not feeling well. After being hit in the lower abdomen, the pain in his lower abdomen felt like overwhelming pain, and cold sweat fell from his forehead one by one.
Suddenly, Fielding took action first out of desperation. At this moment, he was injured and bleeding from two places on his body. The longer it took, the worse it would be for him, so he could only take the risk and attack first.
Arslan understood Fielding's intention, and she refused to continue to fight head-on. The strength of the two is almost the same. If they really try their best, even if they can kill Fielding in the end, I am afraid that Arslan himself will definitely be damaged. She is not willing to spend such a high price... Besides, she has other plans in mind!
The two of them fought together, and Arslan, who possessed the three attributes of ice, snow, fire, and wind, simply started fighting. Try to avoid a head-on collision with Fielding, just use your speed to dodge left and right, and take the time to attack with a few sneak attacks from time to time.
In the dark night, only two figures wrapped in golden fighting spirit fought fiercely together. The explosions and roars of Dou Qi continued, and the radiating energy smashed deep pits into the ground.
Fielding roared angrily, but blood spattered out from the wounds on his chest and shoulders. Half of his body was stained red with blood. But that Arslan was extremely cunning. In this fierce battle, she had no intention of fighting head-on with herself. But the sword in her hand stabbed out from time to time like a poisonous snake, leaving Fielding in a hurry. If Fielding had a sword in hand, he would certainly not be afraid of her. It's just that he is unarmed now, so he can't use his body to block the opponent's sword, right
"Die!" Fielding shouted suddenly, pushed his hands forward, and a huge golden ball of light suddenly condensed in his palm, and then a wave of light was shot out towards Arslan. Arslan's expression changed, but he still didn't dare to take a hard hit. Suddenly he touched the ground with his feet and jumped up! Fielding's light wave almost touched the soles of Arslan's feet. There was a faint sound of strong wind and thunder in the whistling sound, and the roar was endless, and a deep pit was blasted within a distance of 20 meters above the entire road in front of him!
Arslan sneered, and struck down with his sword while he was in mid-air!
At this moment, Fielding had lost too much, and his body was gradually getting colder and softer. Seeing the sword coming down, if it were normal, he would have many ways to resist and dodge, but he couldn't lift it up in one breath, so he could only do it in his busy schedule. Hands together.
Arslan's sword was caught in the palm of Fielding's clasped hands. The sharp sword edge cut Fielding's palm, and blood flowed down his hand. If he hadn't had the fighting spirit of the Paladin to protect his body, his hands would have been useless long ago.
Both of them tried their best this time, and for a while they were locked in a stalemate, their bodies trembling faintly.
Arslan suddenly sneered, and Shan grasped the sword and pulled hard. The sword that was originally held in Fielding's palm suddenly turned sideways. Fielding felt severe pain in his palm and groaned. He finally let go of his hands and staggered back. Arslan stamped his palm on Fielding's chest!
With a loud bang, this palm, carrying the golden fighting spirit of the dragon paladin, hit Fielding's chest firmly. Even though Fielding was protected by fighting spirit, he couldn't bear it and flew out with a low roar. Several ribs on his chest were broken and he fell to the ground.
Arslan couldn't stop panting. The two of them had just been hit hard in the fierce fight. She also received a few blows from Fielding, especially Fielding's palm that cut her on the arm, breaking the armor. If it weren't for Fielding, Erdin was seriously injured and weak due to blood loss, and he was afraid that one of his arms would be broken.
The fierce battle had been going on for more than half an hour now, with Fielding's chest, shoulders and arms. He was stabbed in many places by Arslan's sword and was already covered in blood.
Arslan looked at Fielding who was struggling to get up from the ground, and sneered: "Fielding, why don't you give up? You keep using your fighting spirit! The more you force your fighting spirit, the faster the blood will flow! I Look how much blood you still have!”
Fielding seemed to be unsteady on his feet. He had always been stubborn and aloof by nature. Now that he was attacked like this, one can imagine the anger in his heart. He coughed violently several times. The ribs on his chest were broken and he might have hurt his lungs. He actually coughed up blood foam in his mouth and gasped: "Arslan, why don't you continue to attack? Come again! Look, it's you today. If you can plot against me, it’s me, Fielding, who can slay the dragon!”
Arslan's eyes were gloomy. She really didn't expect that she would be plotted by her, and that the unarmed Fielding could be so strong. She had just said that she was going all out, but she was actually seriously injured.
It seems that this guy is still a Paladin after all, and his strength cannot be underestimated. If you really want to kill him, you may have to pay a high price.
Fielding sneered: "Aren't you going to take action anymore? Or are you running out of strength?"
"Bah!" Arslan gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She had just received several heavy blows from the opponent, and there was already a trace of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth.
"If you don't do it, then I will!" A strange light suddenly appeared in Fielding's eyes. Looking at Fielding's eyes, Arslan suddenly felt something was wrong.
Sure enough, on the ground around where Arslan stood, clusters of light appeared at the same time, and fist-sized rays of light levitated from the ground!
Fielding reluctantly raised his hands, suddenly looked inward with both hands, made a squeezing motion, and shouted: "Bang!"
The fist-sized lights surrounding Arslan suddenly shot towards Arslan at the same time, and more than a dozen light groups exploded at the same time!
Amidst the roar of large and small explosions, Arslan crossed his arms in front of him, lowered his head and held his chest, and the fighting spirit in his body instantly surged!
The roar gradually subsided, and the surrounding dust dispersed. Looking at Fielding in front of him, he had already taken the opportunity to escape!
Arslan looked at the armor on his body that had become dilapidated in the explosion. He snorted angrily and barely used his sword to support his body to stand. He gritted his teeth and said, "Well, Fielding, you can actually use such dirty tricks!"
How smart Arslan was, he figured out Fielding's trick in an instant!
It turns out that when the two were entangled just now, Fielding had secretly divided his fighting spirit into a dozen fist-sized pieces and secretly spread them around Arslan. With his superb skill in controlling power, the fighting energy that was separated from his body did not explode for a while, but actually lurked there secretly, maintaining a calm state! Unexpectedly, even Arslan didn't notice it. They only waited for Fielding to move in the distance before they detonated one after another!
He actually had already planned it! No wonder that when I was fighting with myself just now, sometimes when I hit him with a sword, the opponent could clearly dodge, but he pretended to be unable to dodge and hit the sword - of course he was setting up a trap secretly!
He is worthy of being a paladin renowned throughout the continent!
Arslan rested for a moment, and his breathing gradually subsided. Looking in the direction of Fielding's childhood, the original haze on his face was swept away, replaced by a faint smile.
Fielding, Fielding, do you think you have a trick? Hum hum…
Poor you, you think you're smart, do you really think I'm here to kill you? With your strength as a paladin, even if I plot against you, how easy is it to kill you? Will I, Arslan, do something I am not sure about? Hum hum…
Besides, do you really think that everything tonight was an order from Prometheus? Although he was arrogant and ambitious, how could he dare to kill the paladin of the temple rashly? Hahahaha... You humans just like to be smart!
You would never think that when I was here just now, I didn’t actually want to kill you! Just to hold you back!
Of course someone is going to die tonight! It's just that this person is not you...
Hum hum, there is another person coming to Sauron Kingdom with you... He is my target, Arslan! !
Thinking about it now... I have already succeeded... You and that person have the same status in the temple. No matter who of you dies, the effect of my plan will be the same, but the process will be much easier.
Killing an elder of a temple is much easier than killing a paladin!
Thinking of this, Arslan coughed a few more times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the sky.
The night is dark tonight, without moon or stars. Arslan murmured: "It's really a good night to do shameful things!"
During the night, her weak wheezing and coughing sounds were heard, but they were also mixed with a proud sneer...