1163 Black Knights, Trampling the Holy Land
The holy land is not big. The master of Xuanyi Valley and Guo Baoji, who have been searching for corpse worms in various places in the holy land for some time, know very well how small this holy land is.
At that time, when Qu Xihua brought the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen here, they deliberately took a detour through the woods so that the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen would think that the holy land was very large and complicated and that they should not rashly intrude.
Unfortunately, although Qu Xihua was smart, others were not fools either. Even though the meals delivered by the Demon Cult members were cold every day, the breath of those deaf-mute servants could not deceive anyone.
If a few deaf-mute servants who don't know martial arts really walked a long mountain road, how could they do it without getting red in the face or out of breath?
Although Qu Xihua was very smart, he overlooked these details, allowing the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen to have a preliminary understanding of the holy land.
Under the leadership of Guo Baoji, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen's group successfully went around to the exit from the other side, and there...
Qu Xihua had already been waiting there with the remnants of the evil sect.
Seeing the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen appear, Qu Xihua's pale face revealed a bloodthirsty smile: "I knew you would come here. It seems that you have known our holy land very well in the past half month, so..." Qu Xihua paused deliberately, looked at the Ninth Prince meaningfully, and then said: "In this case, I should not let you go."
"With just a few of you, you think you can block our way?" Doudou said with disdain.
Nanling Jinfan's 200,000 soldiers couldn't stop them, and the Demon Cult wanted to keep them with just these few hundred people. They really don't know their own limitations.
"Hmph, you dare to look down on my Holy Church. You will soon pay the price." The flock of crows was burned to death by the Ninth Prince. Qu Xihua was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent. She didn't want to say much at this time. She took a step back and signaled the people from the Demon Church to come forward.
"Go, catch that woman. I want her alive." Qu Xihua cast a vicious look at Feng Qingchen. One can imagine how miserable Feng Qingchen's end would be if he really fell into Qu Xihua's hands.
"Hmph..." The Ninth Uncle snorted coldly, "You really don't know what you are talking about."
When the people from the Demon Cult rushed out, the Ninth Prince pointed at the top and said, "Master Qu, didn't you hear any sound from above?"
sound?
The demon sect members were startled, and immediately stopped and pricked up their ears, only to see...
Dong, dong, dong... There was a faint sound of uniform footsteps, and the sound seemed to come from the temple.
"You... despicable, you actually mobilized a large army." Qu Xihua's face changed, and her already pale face became even paler at this moment.
The Ninth Prince shook his sleeves and said disapprovingly, "One must be on guard against others. I am just giving someone a taste of their own medicine. It's a despicable statement."
The Ninth Prince glanced coldly at the ashen-faced members of the Demon Cult, and said in a very indifferent tone: "Master Qu, the Demon Cult is in this situation because of your own fault. I was kind enough to send your young master back, but you deliberately tried to murder me. If you didn't want to plot against me, I would not even bother to attack your small Demon Cult."
The Ninth Prince is worthy of being the Ninth Prince. At this time, he did not forget to alienate Qu Xihua and the people of the Demon Cult, making these people understand that the reason why he took action against the Demon Cult was all because of Qu Xihua's injustice.
As expected, as soon as the Ninth Prince finished saying this, the expressions of the people from the Demon Cult looked at Qu Xihua differently.
Although their demon sect is overbearing and tyrannical, they have always kept a distance from the imperial court. They have never done anything to offend Dong Ling. Logically, the Ninth Prince of Dong Ling would not take action against them.
The leader...
Everyone looked at Qu Xihua.
Although, when they knew that the Ninth Prince was coming, they also proposed how to control the Ninth Prince and how to plot against him, but at this time they would not admit it. They would only blame Qu Xihua, because of Qu Xihua, the Demon Cult would suffer another disaster.
Originally, the members of the Demon Cult were very dissatisfied with Qu Xihua because of the previous battle. They believed that it was his failure in leadership that led to the demise of the Demon Cult. Now, they put all the blame on Qu Xihua.
"Why are you looking at me? What? Were you intimidated by his few words? Why are you all in a daze? Hurry up and take action, capture him before their troops arrive." Qu Xihua shouted angrily.
The Demon Cult members finally reacted and said "Yes." Then they rushed towards the Ninth Uncle and Feng Qingchen, but...
Too late!
The soldiers coming today were not from other places, but the Black Knights who had fought several battles in a row with zero casualties.
The Black Knights are few in number, but their value lies in their efficiency and speed.
While the Ninth Prince was talking to the members of the Demon Cult, the Black Cavalry had already found the entrance. When the members of the Demon Cult rushed forward, the first group of Black Cavalry had already jumped down and landed behind the Ninth Prince and his group.
He landed silently, like lightning, and before he could stand firmly, he rushed forward.
"Kill!" Someone shouted, and the Black Knight attacked quickly. His movements were so fast that not only the demon cultists, but even Doudou didn't have time to react.
"Puff." The demon cultist, who was still rushing towards the Ninth Prince, was killed by the oncoming black cavalry.
"Swish, swish, swish..." The swords fell one after another, and every time they hit the target, by the time Qu Xihua and the people from the Demon Sect reacted, there was already a row of corpses on the ground.
Groups of black knights jumped down, and without any hesitation, they rushed forward one by one, with a determination to fight to the death, and rushed towards the people of the Demon Cult with swords in hand. Their momentum alone was enough to overwhelm everyone in the Demon Cult.
The Black Knights are not afraid of death, but they simply do not understand what death is. What they need to do is not to consider life and death, but how to kill the enemy.
The fearless are fearless. The Black Cavalry killed their way forward with unstoppable force. Those people from the Demon Cult were simply no match for the Black Cavalry.
If killers are killing machines specially trained by the Killer Hall, then black knights are well-trained killing weapons, like a knife, every strike is deadly.
The Black Knights have no fancy moves; they only have uniform killing moves, the simplest of moves, but every one of them hits the vital points.
Compared with the masters of the Demon Cult, the Black Knights do not know martial arts, do not have the ability to fly into the sky or into the ground, and do not have advanced swordsmanship, but they have the most sophisticated equipment and the most advanced weapons.
The armor on his body weighs hundreds of kilograms. Ordinary swords and knives will not leave even a mark on the armor. Even if a master of the Demon Cult strikes with all his strength, he can only make a cut. This injury is not worth mentioning at all for the Black Knight.
The bodies of the Black Knights have been tempered through countless trials and tribulations, and ordinary external injuries are of no concern to them.
The knife in the Black Knight's hand is made of the finest steel, and the hidden weapons equipped on the Black Knight are all provided by the weapon maniac Zuo'an. It can be said that the Black Knight is armed to the teeth.
Faced with such perverted cavalry, unless they fought one-on-one, the masters of the Demon Cult were no match for the Black Cavalry. Wherever the Black Cavalry went, corpses were strewn all over the ground.
The people in the Demon Cult became more and more cowardly as the battle went on, and they retreated more and more.
This group of black knights said they were soldiers, but on the battlefield they used hidden weapons. They said they were killers, but the coordination and tacit understanding between the hundreds of them was definitely not something killers would have.
Such a group of people is really scary!
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