Soon, the commander of the Hospitallers rushed to Lin Mo's side.

Lin Mo's face was ashen, and he gripped the Dragon Slayer sword tightly in his hand.

"Even Xu Chu can't beat me, who do you think you are?"

Roger was so angry at Lin Mo's expression that he almost lost his temper.

That expression was so contemptuous.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Lin Mo raised the Dragon Slayer sword high. "This aura... it's like it wants to devour me alive!"

Seeing this, Lin Mo dared not be negligent.

People driven to the brink of despair will unleash boundless potential.

In the blink of an eye, the swift Crusader steed had already leaped in front of Lin Mo, and then, a spear full of rage struck fiercely!

The shot came too fast and too fiercely, and it was aimed directly at Lin Mo!

Fortunately, Lin Mo was prepared. He immediately raised the Dragon Slayer sword and went up to meet it.

With a "ding".

Guns and swords clashed!

A buzzing sound came from Roger's spear. His expression changed drastically. He felt a tingling sensation in his hand and his body leaned back, almost falling!

"How...how can he possess such combat power?"

Before Roger could react, Lin Mo had already unleashed his second sword strike!

The moment a whooshing sound rang out, a cold glint appeared.

At the critical moment, a long spear swung out from the side and landed heavily on the blade of the Dragon Slayer Sword.

Roger turned his head and saw that the person who came to his rescue was none other than his "arch-nemesis," Grand Master of the Knights Templar: Rigeler!

"Oh, two big shots have arrived at once!" Lin Mo laughed. "Then come back with me to merge!"