“Ouch!!”

Feeling this powerful pressure coming from the sky, Fang Zheng's body also shook. He felt as if an invisible hand suddenly fell and hit his body heavily. Even so, Fang Zheng still did not give up his action, but still gritted his teeth and stabbed Connie's chest with the Broken Sky Sword!

"presumptuous!!"

Just as Fang Zheng's sword was about to pierce Connie's chest, a roar of anger suddenly broke out, and at the same time, Fang Zheng felt as if he was hit by something, and flew backwards with a muffled groan, falling heavily to the ground. When he stood up again, he found a man with a sullen face blocking Connie, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, staring at him coldly.

"How dare you kill someone in broad daylight?"

"It's really strange. As a Knight Templar, you should be upright and honest. Why can't you kill people in broad daylight? It's not something shameful!"

Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and glared at the other person fiercely.

“Father, father…”

Seeing the middle-aged man appear, Connie finally seemed to react. Just now, she really thought she was going to die under the sword of this hateful cultist. But now, with her father by her side, Connie suddenly felt as if she had found her backbone and stood up again.

"He, he is a cultist..."

“…”

After hearing Connie's words, Brand was silent for a moment, then looked at Fang Zheng.

"Do you have any explanation?"

"explain?"

Facing Brand's question, Fang Zheng snorted coldly.

"I suspect Connie is a cultist, and this is the explanation!"

“That’s enough!”

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Brand roared, stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword at his waist, and stared at Fang Zheng coldly.

"Someone, take him away! I want to interrogate him myself!"

"Lord Brand!"

"You want to catch me?"

Facing Brand's order, Fang Zheng snorted coldly.

"How ridiculous! It was clearly that woman who started it first, and she actually wanted to arrest me? You are all birds of a feather. It seems that your whole family is no good."

"Fang Zheng!"

Hearing this, everyone around turned pale, and Knight Stone hurriedly tried to persuade them.

"Shut up! That's Lord Knight Brand!"

"Oh, he's the Knight Commander? I thought he was the God of Creation. Whatever he says is true. Does he really think he is a god?"

Fang Zheng grinned and slowly drew out his sword.

"I'm going to kill this woman today. No one can stop me, not even the Knight Commander!!"

Fang Zheng was furious. This woman had only met him twice before, and she was biting him like a mad dog. It would have been fine if she bit him, but she actually dared to attack Nymph? In the past, Fang Zheng would probably have considered how to kill her, but now, after experiencing the training in the Cicada World, Fang Zheng had let it go.

Strength comes from fighting! Not from talking! It is useless to look ahead and behind. The one with the biggest fist is the truth!

More importantly, I'd be happy if I could kill that woman!

Oh my God, is this young man crazy?

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Even Karl and Shi Dong looked at each other in bewilderment. It was the first time they saw Fang Zheng so bloodthirsty that he didn't recognize any relatives. Although they didn't know what had just happened, it seemed that Fang Zheng was determined to fight to the death!

“How arrogant!”

Brand's face darkened at this moment. He had never liked Fang Zheng in the first place. He had put pressure on Fang Zheng before, intending to make Fang Zheng stop. But he did not expect Fang Zheng to kill Connie regardless of anything. This already made Brand quite angry. And now seeing Fang Zheng not even taking him seriously, Brand was even more furious. He had been the Knight Commander for so many years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a lunatic!

"Die!"

Brand roared, then suddenly pulled out a long sword from his waist - the sword was golden all over, exuding endless sacred aura. It was the holy sword that once fell from heaven to hell, the Blade of Justice!

"call!"

As Brand drew out the holy sword, a beam of light descended from the sky and landed on Fang Zheng, pressing him to the ground. Fang Zheng held the Sky-breaking Sword tightly in both hands, staring coldly at Brand. His clothes began to tear and burn, and an invisible pressure mixed with flames descended from the sky, enveloping Fang Zheng.

"This is the fire of justice... Any evil demon will reveal its true form before it!"

Raising the Blade of Justice in his hand, Brand stared at Fang Zheng's figure.

"Even the cultists and the Knights Templar... it's the same!"

"hehe……"

However, contrary to Brand's expectations, even though he was engulfed by the flames of justice, Fang Zheng still showed no fear. Instead, he raised his head and stared coldly at the man in front of him.

"Your justice can't stop me... because... no one can stop death!"

"bite."

As Fang Zheng finished his words, a shining soul stone quietly emerged in front of his eyes. Around it, strengthening stones shattered and scattered. At the same time, a system prompt flashed before Fang Zheng's eyes.

[(Masaiel) Breakthrough of awakening state, strengthening +3 completed]

"not good!"

At this moment, Brand suddenly realized that something was wrong, because at the same time, he sensed an extremely powerful aura from the young man opposite him, which made his face change immediately. Then Brand suddenly raised his sword, and the pure white fire of justice instantly ignited, covering the entire sword. Then Brand roared angrily and swung the sword in his hand forward! !

"boom--!!"

With an almost deafening roar, in front of everyone's eyes, a pure white flaming dragon roared and flew out, it opened its bloody mouth and turned into a wild raging wave to pounce forward. In front of it, even Fang Zheng was just as small as a mouse. As long as the pure white flaming dragon pounced down, it would be enough to burn Fang Zheng in front of it to ashes...

But the next moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared.

The indifferent mist condensed into a wild and cold storm, and collided head-on with the giant dragon condensed by the fire of justice. Under the blowing of this cold wind, the pure white flame dragon gradually began to weaken, its flame began to extinguish, and its body became smaller. With a wailing, the flaming dragon disappeared in the cold storm and was completely torn into pieces!

What kind of power is this?

At this moment, all the people watching around were shocked. That was a full-strength attack from Knight Commander Brand just now, but it was blocked by the opponent?

No, it's not just blocked, it looks like... it's simply vulnerable!

And this power...

“What kind of power is this?”

Bishop Karl frowned and stared at Fang Zheng's direction. As a vampire, he could feel that the cold wind contained the icy power of death. However, this was different from the power of death used by the undead, but a purer... power.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

"Um?"

It was only then that Brand realized that the young man in front of him had changed. His tattered clothes that were burned had disappeared, replaced by a silver-black robe. He just stood there quietly, staring at him coldly. Not only that, what surprised Brand even more was the tall figure floating behind Fang Zheng.

It was wearing a dark robe and armor. It held two sickles in its hands. Under the hood, no one could see its face clearly. All they could see was darkness.

"As expected, you sold your soul to evil and darkness?"

Brand also felt the pure breath of death, and at this moment, his face became more solemn. Obviously, he thought he had discovered the reason why this young man attacked his daughter. Obviously, it was because his daughter discovered the other party's true identity, so he attacked his daughter!

"Fang Zheng, you..."

After hearing what Brand said, not only did the surrounding Templars cast hostile glances at Fang Zheng, even Shi Dong frowned and stared at him. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He didn't think Fang Zheng was the kind of person who would betray the Holy Light and order, but the strange existence behind Fang Zheng and the pure cold breath of death could not be faked.

Could it be that he really...

However, just as everyone was thinking about it, they saw Fang Zheng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

"Evil and darkness? You are the Grand Knight Commander, but you don't even understand the nature of order and holy light. I really don't know how you got to this position... Never mind. I'm not in the mood to lecture you. As the saying goes, seeing is believing, hearing is not. I'll let you see with your own eyes how foolish your ideas are!"

"Humph, you are making trouble!"

Brand was too lazy to bother with Fang Zheng anymore. In his opinion, this young man must have reached an agreement with some evil dark being. Perhaps, he came to destroy the temple. A dangerous person like this must not be allowed to stay!

Thinking of this, Brand clenched the Blade of Justice in his hand.

"My fellow officers, evil is before us. We cannot sit idly by. Let us unite and destroy this dark existence! In the name of the Holy Light, we will never retreat!"

"Yes, Knight Commander!"

Hearing Brand's words, several Templar Knights rushed out from the crowd. They came in front of Brand, raised their swords and stared at Fang Zheng. At the side, the bishops also raised their scepters and began to chant holy prayers in a low voice.

And just at this moment...

"clang--!"

The bell rang.