Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The powerful people who had been waiting for a long time around could not help but stare at him, and some were very surprised.

No one expected that this round table paladin Doti would start fighting as soon as he appeared.

Thousands of meters away, in the trajectory of the white Pegasus cutting through the night, it was only a few blinks of an eye.

The long sword cut through the night and chopped directly in front of the door of the villa.

Boom!

The metal door instantly turned into countless fragments and flew in all directions.

When those metal fragments were close to Qin Xuan, they seemed to be pushed away by an invisible barrier and shot in all directions. The sofa, tables, chairs, and wine glasses were all in tatters in an instant.

The Pegasus neighed, the white wings were raised high, and Doti pointed his sword obliquely, as noble as a god.

He looked down at Qin Xuan proudly and said indifferently: "Are you the Green Emperor of China?"

There was questioning and judgment in his voice, as if the person in front of him was a sinner who was about to go to the execution ground.

Qin Xuan's face was calm, and he smiled gently at the white jade-like Pegasus.

This Pegasus was the same as the innate magic of China, which was just a means of condensing matter. However, this Paladin of Light was quite powerful. After all, it was rare to be able to condense such a real creature by means of condensing matter.

It was a pity that such a technique was not worth looking at.

After just one look, Qin Xuan had lost interest.

Seeing that Qin Xuan had not answered yet, Duoti's eyes seemed to have a blazing flame burning, as if the power of God was inviolable.

"Can you be the Green Emperor of China!"

This sentence sounded like thunder, and the whole villa seemed to be trembling.

Duoti's words at this moment were like divine punishment. Even if he was a master, he would probably feel endless fear in his heart under this sentence, and it might even be possible for him to kneel down.

This was a kind of mental pressure, extremely terrifying, and even the spectators around who had been in seclusion for a long time were shocked.

"As expected of a Paladin of Light!" a bald old man said in shock.

"A little trick, only the Holy See of Light likes to be mysterious!" A voice full of disdain sounded beside him, and the surrounding strong men were stunned and turned to look at the person who spoke.

That was a Paladin of Light, how could he be slandered casually?

But when they saw the figure like the night and the dark red pupils like a devil, their hearts were shocked and their faces turned pale.

"Grand Duke Ala!"

This name almost made them feel endless fear in their hearts.

The Grand Duke of Blood Monk, the mortal enemy of the Holy See of Light for thousands of years, no wonder he disdained the Holy See of Light.

Suddenly, everyone was silent and dared not speak.

In front of the villa, there was still no response. This time, the fire in Duoti's eyes was finally uncontrollable.

"Arrogant!"

His expression seemed to be extremely cold, and he stopped questioning immediately. A long voice came out slowly, "Those who dare to despise light are all evildoers!"

"Die!"

His low voice seemed to contain supreme majesty, and the knight's sword in his hand fell down.

The sword light as blazing as daylight instantly swept the entire villa, and there was a faint tendency to cut the entire villa in half.

Boom!

The villa was cracked, and a huge sword mark cut off half of the villa. At the same time, the sword light several feet high passed through the top of the villa and appeared in front of everyone.

The sword light stagnated, as if it destroyed everything, making people in the distance feel cold.

Is this the strength of the top disaster-level strongman?

One sword is enough to cut a villa apart, which is extremely terrifying.

However, everyone soon realized something was wrong. "Why did the sword stop?"

They looked at the sword with terrifying power in shock. With the remaining power of the sword, it was enough to split the whole villa into pieces, but now it was only cut in half?

"That is..."

Someone changed his position and finally saw the original state.

In an instant, this person seemed to have seen a ghost, his pupils almost shrank into needles, and he was terrified to the extreme.

In his eyes, in front of the extremely terrifying sword, a finger, as small as dust, stood still in front of the sword.

It seemed that the sword that was enough to tear the villa apart and split the mountain was blocked by this insignificant finger.

How is this possible?

That was the attack of the Paladin of Light, the top disaster-level strongman!

A finger? Is God or Hades joking?

More and more people discovered this scene, and everyone seemed to be shocked to the extreme.

Duoti was filled with endless rage. He looked at the finger in front of the sword and spoke almost through his teeth, "The Green Emperor of China!"

This was already a naked humiliation to him. He blocked his attack with just one finger. What else could he do?There is nothing that can embarrass a disaster-level warrior more than this.

Duoti has been in the West for many years, and he has encountered powerful opponents before. He has also fought against the so-called Grand Duke of the Blood Clan many times, but never like today, which made him burn with anger and almost lose his mind.

Soon, the Bible and the oracle he had heard before sounded in Duoti's mind, and his heart suddenly calmed down.

"If you try to anger a pious person of light, you will fall into hell forever!"

Duoti's voice sounded coldly, and he regained his sanity.

"Anger?"

Suddenly, two faint words came into Duoti's ears, making Duoti startled.

Since he met the Chinese Green Emperor, the other party spoke for the first time.

But soon, the following sentence almost made him completely lose his mind.

"Are you worthy? How can an ant anger an elephant?"

Qin Xuan smiled and shook his head, and his fingers that blocked the sword light were slightly bent, and then flicked lightly.

In an instant, the terrifying sword light disintegrated into countless rays of light and dissipated.

Doti's hands holding the knight's sword were trembling slightly, and veins on his forehead and neck were exposed. His originally noble and majestic face almost revealed a kind of ferocity.

"Damn pagan, I will cut you into pieces!" Doti roared, and the white Pegasus under him seemed to feel the anger of his master and neighed to the sky.

"I, Doti, am willing to eliminate all darkness for the light!"

He swore an oath, and in an instant, he rushed directly to Qin Xuan.

His figure was like an aurora, and he appeared in front of Qin Xuan in an instant.

Boom!

The knight's sword fell from high, and the terrifying power seemed to be able to tear mountains and rivers apart. In an instant, the whole villa finally couldn't bear such a terrifying force, and began to collapse under this sword.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Doti's eyes showed a trace of disbelief.

He looked at the finger on the sword that was glowing with green light, and his eyes suddenly condensed.

If he had only used three-tenths of his strength in the previous sword strike, he would have tested the Chinese Green Emperor.

He had used seven or eight-tenths of his strength in this sword strike. Now, the opponent still blocked the sword with his fingers?

While enduring the humiliation and anger, Duoti felt more solemn in his heart.

Suddenly, he exerted force with both arms, as if he had lifted a mountain, and pulled the Holy Sword of Light out of the opponent's fingers with difficulty. Even the Pegasus under him could not help but retreat a distance before he could bear the remaining force.

Duoti looked at the figure who had never moved a step, and there was no contempt in his heart.

"Light will last forever and will dispel all darkness!"

"My sword is eternal, and will kill all evildoers!"

Accompanied by Duoti's two low moans, a blazing light suddenly rose from his body.

When the light faded, a giant sword more than ten meters high appeared in the sky above Duoti, as if the knight's sword in his hand was magnified dozens of times.

The vampire Grand Duke Ala, who was watching the battle from a distance, looked at this scene, and his disdainful expression gradually disappeared.

In the shocked eyes of many powerful people, he slowly said four words that shocked everyone's faces to the extreme.

"Sword of the Old Testament!"

One of the ten sacred arts under the Supreme Divine Art of the Church of Light.