Chapter 29: The Alternative Saint (1)

The domineering of the church can be seen from their alternate saints - Yang Dashuan said so.

Yang Dashuan, who almost got frozen on a snowy night, was dragged into the house by Alice. The permeable fragrance not only failed to make Old Yang fall asleep peacefully, but instead made his physiological habits at a peak all night.

Until the early morning of the next day, Lao Yang almost crawled out of Alice's house.

"It's really a torment from Male Gobi! The meat that comes to his mouth can only be seen, not eaten!" Yang Dashuan stood in the village with dark circles in his eyes. Looking at the church knight who was ready to go, he pursed his mouth. Those armors that were more beautiful than actual effects could be sunk with one fist.

There was also the little hoof who claimed to be the candidate saint who was struggling to wear a half-boobed breastplate, which was not inferior to Alice, making Lao Yang feel excited.

A beautiful girl is wearing a crystal crystal crown on her head. Under the illumination of snow, her dazzling golden hair looks more pure and arrogant. It is said that the alternate saints can only become real saints after completing the tasks issued by the church. At that time, the crown on their heads will be replaced with a pure gold crown inlaid with gems. Thinking of this, Yang Dashuan's first reaction is how much gold coins should such a crown be worth?

The alternate saint proudly jumped onto her little foal. Just about ten steps away, she actually rode her horse to Yang Dashuan.

Her eyes were like a goshawk looking down at the ground, with a disdain that she had no intention of hiding.

"Unpards, I smelled a breath of the dead from your territory. Answer me, is the residual blood smell in front of the village your masterpiece?"

The melodious voice of the candidate saint was full of dreamy smell, but the arrogant tone never stopped. As her words ended, the church knights who were about to go quickly drove the horses under their crotch, spreading like a tide, quickly spreading throughout the village. Three or two knights watched Yang Dashuan from the flanks.

The villagers are still sleeping soundly.

The silent snow sets off the entire village with a freezing atmosphere.

Yang Dashuan shrank his head and looked at the other party with the same gaze. "What do you think?"

"Uncle, you dare to talk to a candidate saint like this! Talking to you is the highest honor for a vassal like you, and you don't cherish it?" The arrogant woman bit the syllable of the saint.

"But it's just a candidate!" Yang Dashuan straightened his back, "Also, you have offended the dignity of the nobles by calling a nobleman like this. I am the lord of this territory and Prince Rog of the Principal of Edfran."

Yang Dashuan's sharp eyes immediately changed to kindness when several church knights drew out their swords.

"Even if the Regent of the Principal of Edfran sees me, he will respectfully call me Lanxia!" The alternate saint gritted her teeth, she didn't seem to have planned to give up. As for the previous question about the breath of the undead, she had already run behind her head. There was nothing more serious than offending the dignity of an alternate saint.

"Derson, give this prince a little color. Let him know that my dignity is solemn and cannot be offended!" The alternate saint turned his eyes to a knight.

A burly knight shook the dragon spear in his hand and drove the horse out of the array. The clothes that revealed the tight armor from him could fully imagine how destructive his complicated muscles had. Desen shook the tip of the gun and shouted in a thunderous voice. "Kneel down, ignorant fools. I can consider spareing you!"

"You are the only one." Yang Dashuan glanced at him, "You might as well go together!"

"Arrogant and stupid guy!" The alternate saint roared angrily. "Derson is the most powerful Silver Cross Knight in the team we accompany. He can tear you to pieces within three breaths. Go, my knight. Show him what strength is!"

The response to the other party was Yang Dashuan's disdainful sniff.

The angry knight inserted the two-yard long dragon spear into the ground and jumped off the war horse. The huge figure made the ground seem to start to tremble. Desen rubbed his palm-like hands and smiled unrestrainedly.

"Ignortic and stupid clown!" The candidate saint also laughed.

The other knights also laughed wildly.

All kinds of ridicule and insults rushed towards Yang Dashuan.

Lyren, who got up lazily, heard the laughter in the room and rushed out of the room. Alice was with her... Seeing the church knights who were facing Yang Dashuan, the two little girls couldn't help but clenched their hands. They wanted to scream, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Because they smelled the extreme smell of gunpowder accumulated in the air, this was a sign that was about to break out.

Although they wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Because Yang Dashuan has already faced the most burly human knight.

Rather than saying that this guy is a human, it is better to describe him as a bewitch with a human appearance. His strong and unimaginable body is a head higher than Yang Dashuan. A centipede-like stitch grows from his eyelid to his chin, which makes the best interpretation of the fact that he has experienced many battles.

The laughter continues.

Especially the voice of the candidate saint was particularly loud.

Desen walked forward slowly and steadily, his strong body as hard as a rock. With a big step, Desen's slap hit Yang Dasun with the sound of wind and thunder. He just wanted to teach this ignorant prince a lesson. Even the king of the Principal of Edfran would not dare to be so presumptuous in front of the church knights.

Because behind them is the entire church!

But something strange so strange that it could not be more strange happened. Yang Dashuan, who should have been slapped away by a slap, not only did nothing, but he easily grabbed his hand.

The laughter suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a sound of swallowing breath.

The candidate saint did not shut up because of this.

She looked at Desen in the field angrily and said in a majestic voice. "My Knight, your game should end here."

Desen's face turned red, Yang Dashuan's hands were as powerful as an octopus under the sea, and he grabbed his wrists like a crab claw's iron clamp. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free. He looked at the other party angrily, but what he saw was Yang Dashuan's extremely contemptuous eyes.

Desen was angry.

But this anger was quickly replaced by horror.

Yang Dashuan's hand quickly grabbed his collar, and the incredible powerful force lifted the big guy up with one hand.

"How is that possible?" Desen's mind was still full of questions. He had not figured out the reason, but the next moment, he felt his body lightening and the whole sky was turned upside down at an extremely fast speed.

In the eyes of the candidate saint, this guy actually picked up the most powerful knight of the Silver Cross and threw it to the other side at an extremely fast speed. The huge force hit Desen hard on the ground. With the harsh metal friction sound, the silver-white armor had changed its original shape. The entire ground was shaken by the trembling sand and gravel dancing on his body, and it took him a long time to stop.

Every knight in the church has many magical attainments. Although the Holy Light Technique has no lethality to creatures, it is the most suitable for driving away. A series of rapid and mysterious syllables were spit out of his mouth, and the light elements that were not abundant on the snow responded the most resolutely to his call.

But Desen's spell was quickly interrupted, and the black-hole Moradin's anger was already stuffed into his mouth. Yang Dashun's sharp eyes made him dare not make any struggle!

Desen's failure made all the knights tremble uncontrollably, and their anger and arrogant mentality made it difficult for them to accept such an ending. Before the alternate saint could stop these impulsive knights, the loud syllables were already singing from the village.

The ground covered with snow in the three-petal thorns suddenly jumped out, biting the war horse that rushed to the front like a mouth. Under the powerful bite of the thorns, the war horse neighed in a sad way, and was squeezed into minced meat. With the sound of the limbs bursting, the hot horse blood splattered all over the floor.

"This is the strongest knight in your Silver Cross, this is your belief? If you can't win alone, you will rush forward?" Yang Dashuan stepped on Desen's throat, viciously sarcasticating the knights who had just laughed at him. "Loyalty, humility, honor... Why didn't I see anything from you?"

The candidate saint gritted her silver teeth, and it was obvious that she was trying hard to curb her anger.

"Bang!"

After the crisp roar of Moradin's anger, a few strands of mane floated in the air.

The knight was frightened. He was about to get the crossbow on the saddle, and then he saw the black muzzle pointing at him. Before he could react, the mane used for decoration on his helmet was broken up.

After this little episode, the candidate Saint discovered a subtle change in the situation.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she found that several elves archers had already completed the string pulling movements. The ugly ogre led the slaves to swarm and surrounded the group of knights. The absolute advantage in numbers finally made the arrogant candidate saint's arrogance finally subsided. Her submissive gaze happened to hit Alice and Leren walking towards her. The beauty of the alien instantly made her hold her breath.

These two beauties who even the alternate saints felt ashamed of themselves, stood beside Yang Dashuan, who was like a thug who walked out of the wasteland. Yang Dashuan was still stepping on the arrogant knight just now, turning the direction again, and the black trumpet mouth made him dare not move.

"Dear Saint Lan Xia, the candidate." Yang Dashuan bit the word "super" and gave a knight's gift to the other party with a graceful manner. "I think we should have a good talk. But what should I call you?"
Chapter completed!