Han Jin pulled Qi Li and walked towards those Knights with a smile. Qi Li followed Han Jin for a few steps, but lowered her head and didn't move. Han Jin didn't find that Qi Li didn't follow him until he reached those Knights. He waved his hand and said: "What are you thinking? Come here, don't make His Excellency angry! "
Qi Li bit her lips tightly, with tears in her eyes. Her face was full of grievances and fear, which made her look very pitiful.
In the Holy Crown City, Qi Li was a well-known lady. Her beauty and her family's wealth were always talked about. But the Holy Crown City was much more prosperous than the West City of the Beitman. The former was the capital, while the latter was only a citadel. Those Knights had never seen a beauty comparable to Qi Li, so they all stared at her.
"Come here!" Han Jin seemed to be really angry, and then he smiled apologetically to the leader and said: "Sir, please don't be offended. My sister is a bit stubborn …"
The leader nodded to Han Jin in a friendly way. He really wanted to promote this sensible young man as a reward. Unfortunately, this young man didn't have Dou Qi, nor did he have magic waves. He was just a good-for-nothing.
Qi Li stamped her feet, with tears in her eyes. She twisted her small waist and walked forward. Although she couldn't control her emotions and got herself into trouble, it was just because her previous living environment was too comfortable and comfortable, which made her a spoiled girl. But it didn't mean that she was a fool. Now she put her heart into acting, and her acting was very good. She fully expressed the helplessness and sadness of a young girl who bowed her head under the power and violence.
The Knights, including the leader, laughed so hard that they couldn't close their mouths. They totally forgot that there was a good-for-nothing behind them.
Han Jin turned his wrist, and a Fire Charm flew out of his hand. The distance between him and the magician was so close that the moment the fire was formed, the Fire Charm had already hit the magician's head. With a bang, countless pieces of flesh and blood splashed in all directions. The headless corpse twitched for a few times and then fell down.
Han Jin retreated as fast as he could, and threw out the Wooden Commander's Charm. With a flash of green light, a ten-meter-tall giant appeared out of nowhere and punched the Knight leader.
Morrisons unsheathed his longsword and rushed toward the Knight in front of him with a roar. With a whoosh, a black arrow flew past his neck. Before Morrisons could understand what was going on, the Knight in front of him had already fallen on his back. A black arrow was still trembling in the bridge of his nose.
Then a second arrow, and a third arrow. Sunier's smooth blonde hair danced in the wind, and her light green eyes emitted a sharp light. Every time she pulled back her long arm, a Knight in front of her would fall to the ground.
Sassoux also cast a spell. Han Jin's retreating speed suddenly increased, and Morrisons was the next to speed up. Although this was the first time they had worked together in a battle, their tacit understanding was not bad. The person in the most danger was Han Jin. First helping Han Jin escape, and then speeding up Morrisons' rescue, Sassoux's reaction was not wrong.
The leader had already unsheathed his sword and blocked the giant's fist. First, there was a loud bang, followed by a series of explosions. The giant trembled violently in the midst of the explosions. People could clearly see that the rings of light caused by the explosions were shuttling back and forth around its body. Then, the leader swung his sword and the three meter tall giant was sent flying like a straw, somersaulting more than ten meters away.
"Fighting technique!" Morrisons roared. He was reminding Han Jin to be careful.
The leader actually ignored the lives of his subordinates and the threat of the opposing Magicians and Archers to chase after Han Jin. It was obvious how much he hated Han Jin.
Although Han Jin was already affected by the acceleration, his retreating speed was still far slower than the leader's. Furthermore, he needed the support of his companions, so he did not dare to leave the battle. He could only move in an arc, and the distance between the two was rapidly shrinking.
Han Jin flipped his right hand, and a ball of black light shot out towards the leader's face. The leader snorted coldly. He did not care about this attack at all. The sword in his hand had already extended to more than two meters long, and he pointed it at Han Jin from afar.
There was an explosion. The sudden appearance of a black curtain of light wrapped tightly around the leader. He staggered slightly, and then quickly rushed out of the curtain of light.
Han Jin's body turned, and he changed the direction of his escape. With a flick of his wrist, another ball of black light flew out from his hand.
The leader of the Knight did not dare to be careless. The tip of his sword met the ball of black light. With a boom, the black light exploded on the tip of his sword.
Han Jin ran forward a few steps and waved his right hand behind him. Three balls of black light shot towards the leader of the Knight in a triangular formation.
The classification of Taoism was very complicated, and there were strict restrictions. A self-cultivator who practiced internal techniques could not practice external techniques at the same time. There were too many conflicts between the techniques. However, Han Jin was different. He could even be said to be a master of miscellaneous arts. He had dabbled in internal arts, external arts, and Taoist arts. Even if it was the Thirty-Six Arts of Strange Arts that were difficult to understand, he could still describe them. Of course, he was not proficient in any of them, because what he practiced was energy, and there was no conflict between them. All of the arts were used to accumulate or consume energy for some purpose.
No matter what other self-cultivators thought of Han Jin, Han Jin always believed that he had the ability to laugh and laugh. To put it bluntly, he was competing with those who practiced internal techniques to see whose fist was harder, those who practiced external techniques to see who had more Taoist techniques to see who had more Taoist techniques, and those who practiced Taoist techniques to see who had a deeper realm …
Han Jin had even come into contact with things that self-cultivators looked down upon, such as Da Cheng Boxing, Tai Chi, and hidden weapons. Although he had only come into contact with them for a short period of time, and had even 'played' with them for two weeks before giving up, Han Jin had already grasped the correct basic skills. His master had never interfered with him. In his master's words, all techniques were one! When one's cultivation was really close to the highest realm, there was no difference between all techniques.
The leader of the Knight swung his sword, and a wave of sword light streaked across the sky. The three magic crystals that Han Jin had thrown out with a special technique were all crushed into powder, and the exploding black light curtain was also crushed into pieces. However, the distance between him and Han Jin had increased by a few meters.
While Han Jin was desperately fleeing, Morrisons and the others had the upper hand. Of the remaining Knights, only two were truly worthy of the title of Knight. The rest were just a bunch of high-grade warriors. Morrisons waved his huge sword and rampaged through the crowd. Sunier's arrows never missed, and Sassoux kept releasing magic. The three of them worked together and killed most of the Knights in the blink of an eye. In the end, only two true Knights were still barely holding on.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the Knight pointed his long sword at the distant sky. The tip of the sword seemed to be inlaid with a pearl, shining brighter and brighter until it was hard to open one's eyes.
"Thunderblast!!" With a roar, a white ball of light about one meter in diameter shot out and chased after Han Jin.
Seeing that the white ball of light was about to swallow Han Jin, a giant rushed up from the side and opened his arms in front of Han Jin.
With a bang, the giant flew back as if it had been hit by a cannonball. Han Jin was hit directly and couldn't help but fall back seven or eight meters before rolling on the ground. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and saw stars in front of his eyes. His hands and legs were a little weak. He struggled twice but couldn't get up.
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