I lived two hundred years

Chapter 459
Paladin's tone was arrogant, and he completely lost the loneliness just now.

It was difficult for Connor to connect his appearance just now with his current posture.

However, his situation is not as optimistic as he said.

He was indeed able to handle the attack of three soldier-level holy emblem envoys with ease, but this was not his strength, but the credit of the person who dragged him.

If it weren't for this person's constant protection, Paladin would have been chopped into a meat paste by the three people opposite him.

"Paladin, you have done a lot of evil, and now you have finally received your retribution. I must cut off your head to comfort my elder brother's spirit in heaven."

A fat man with a mustache suddenly stopped the long sword in his hand, pointed at Paladin, and yelled loudly.

"Paladin, you have today too."

"Paladin, you don't want to leave alive."

The other two also raised their long swords and shouted angrily.

Paladin's face was ugly, and he shouted at the person who pulled him: "Why don't you kill them?"

"I'm afraid." The man sighed, "I'm afraid that Mr. Stryker will accuse me of being nosy."

Paladin sneered, and said: "Don't forget. You are also one of my subordinates. Don't think that you can treat the past as non-existent if you are separated from me. Stryker will not let you go. Come back to my command, for my I will show you a clear way to do things. Otherwise, you just wait for Stryker’s people to find you. There is no second sword.”

It turns out that the person who protects Paladin is the best sword brought back from the Xuanjing Mountains by the ghost stabbing before.

However, he changed his previous image of a slovenly vagabond, not only changed his clothes, but also shaved his beard.

"Paladin, I'm here just for the sake of chanting. Don't think it's the same as before." Fujidao shook his head and said, "I will try my best to help you, but only on the premise of not affecting me."

"You have already stepped into this muddy water, don't even think about getting out of your body." Paladin waited for Fujisao, his face full of gloom.

Fuerdao sighed, ignored Paladin, looked at the mustache fat man, and said, "You go. I don't want to kill you."

"Leave Paladin." The fat man with the mustache was resolute.

"In that case, don't blame me."

Bu Er Dao's eyes turned cold, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, a murderous intent enveloped the three people on the opposite side.

The fat man with the mustache felt cold all over, and only then did he realize the horror of Fu Er Dao.

The fat man with the mustache wanted to retreat, but he couldn't say anything soft.

By the time he wanted to speak, it was too late.

A white light pierced the sky, and instantly came to the neck of the fat man with the mustache.

The fat man with the mustache didn't have time to react, the cold air on the blade of Bu Er Dao almost split his neck.

However, he ultimately saved his life.

It's not that there is no mercy.

Bu Er Dao is not a soft-hearted person. He didn't kill him just now, but he was liquidated because he caused Shen Lang's dissatisfaction.

Now that he has decided to do it, naturally he won't be procrastinating.

The reason why he stopped was because a black thread was wrapped around his long knife.

"You are……"

Fuji followed the black line and looked at Connor.

"The Reunion Hotel, Connor."

Connor walked out slowly, with more and more black lines on the wooden sign in his hand, wrapping his entire hand like a glove that kept growing.

"Does Stryker want to kill them all?"

Paladin looked at Connor and gritted his teeth.

"No. I'm here to protect you." Connor smiled.

"Protection?" Paladin looked at Connor's black thread entangled with the Fuji Sword, with a look of disbelief.

"This is an experiment. Lord Stryker needs you to live." Connor looked at Fujidao and said, "However, it is only alive. Since you have gone, you should not come back. Your appearance has destroyed the experimental data."

"I don't want to be an enemy of Mr. Stryker." Fuji Dao glanced at Paladin and said, "But I can't do it if I want to watch Paladin being humiliated by these people."

"You must save him?" Connor suppressed his smile.

"No." Fuerdao looked at Connor and said, "Please defeat me and give me a reason to leave."

Connor frowned and said, "You think you can stop me like this?"

"I just want to leave with a clear conscience." Fujidao glanced at Paladin.

Connor sneered: "If you really want to have a clear conscience, you should stand with Paladin blatantly. It's just a self-deception."

"It doesn't matter if you deceive yourself or others. This is my choice." Fuji said.

"Don't think that just because you are a general-level holy emblem envoy, you will definitely eat me."

Connor snorted coldly, shooting out countless black threads from his hand, surrounding Fuji from all directions.

With a single turn of the knife, Fuji cut off all the black lines close to him.

But as soon as he finished this action, he froze in place.

Under the cover of the black lines all over the sky, a black line quietly drilled out from the ground and shot into the sole of Fuji's feet.

The power of the holy emblem "puppet" was activated, and Fuji Dao was like Connor's puppet at this time, completely under his control.

Although Fuerdao continued to use the external energy cycle of the general-level holy emblem envoy to impact the "puppet" of the holy emblem power, the effect was still not obvious.

"you lose."

Connor spoke proudly.

Buerdao shook his head and said, "I haven't lost yet."

Connor froze for a moment, and then saw a dazzling white knife light.

"how is this possible?"

Startled, Connor quickly shot a black thread, wrapped around a distant wall, and pulled himself over.

The black thread pulled, and Connor's figure flew away, as fast as lightning.

But the speed of the white knife light is not much less.

Without anyone's control, it seemed to have its own consciousness, chasing Connor to the wall.

Seeing that he was about to be overtaken by the white saber light, Connor quickly shot black threads one after another, entangled with Fuji Dao's long sword swimming in the air like a fish.

The power of the holy emblem "puppet" was activated, and the long knife was immediately controlled.

It's just that Connor lacked energy after all, and when he controlled the long sword, he became insufficient to control Fuji himself.

Bu Er Dao broke free from Connor's control in an instant, jumped up in the air, waved his hand like a knife, and slashed towards Connor with the aura of the knife.

Connor quickly avoided in another direction. At the same time, the black thread pulled the long knife and went towards Fuji.

Connor used the wire to control the saber, as if using his fingers, and easily dismissed the offensive of Fuji Dao.

Bu Erdao looked at the long knife flying in the air in surprise, turned around and returned to the ground.

"You are obviously a newborn Holy Emblem, why can you suppress my resonance with external energy?"

Buerdao stared at the long knife with a depressed tone.

Using the unique method of resonance of the general-level holy emblem envoy to hold the long sword in the air is a unique trick he realized after he was promoted to the general-level. He did not expect that it would be broken so easily by Connor.

This made him a little unacceptable.

If Connor was also a general-level holy emblem envoy, it wouldn't be the case if he didn't use two swords, but Connor wasn't.

He's just a rookie who has just become a holy emblem envoy.

(End of this chapter)