An oppressive and wild breath is rolling around unscrupulously.

The rest of the orcs got the call to arms, and immediately rushed to the front of the crowd to stop the temple warriors who came to kill them.
"Ding ding ding ding"
Dozens of golden rays suddenly flashed in the air, and all the well-made weapons in the hands of the temple warriors were suddenly hit by the golden rays. All the weapons immediately like fragile thin ice, turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
The ten temple warriors are one leng, but the orcs have rushed up. Because of this accident, the temple warriors are at a disadvantage in an instant. After they came up, they were very happy to see this accident, knowing that someone was helping them. Excited, they exerted their barbaric strength and instantly beat the warriors of the temple who were unarmed and instantly absent.
Several of them were killed by orcs in an instant because they had no time to protect them.
Chekhov’s face was suddenly covered with frost. He looked up at the nearby corner and found nothing there.
Just when those golden awns flashed by, he felt induction, but when he looked at the past, he found nothing. But Chekhov knew that there were masters at work.
"Hum, Qin Chu, do you dare to do it but dare not show up?" Chekhov said coldly, "Then I will force you out."
"All arrows, shoot them to death" Chekhov homicidal way, the archers have already gained momentum, now got Chekhov’s command, immediately shoot a wave of arrows rain.
Chekhov has just the hand, as the Qin Chu. In Chekhov’s eyes, without Anthony’s shelter, Qin Chu didn’t have the courage to confront himself directly, so he would choose to hide in the dark and cast a sneak attack. Chekhov has concluded that since Qin Chu wants to protect these people, he will not see them hurt. If this wave of arrows continues to rain, Qin Chu will definitely strike again. In that case, Chekhov will seize the trail of Qin Chu, force him out, and then cover him with a charge of treason.
"It’s really vicious."
"Your quan family"
"Ouch, yours, so hard."
"Son, I shot you, your father."
[Dedication]
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Chapter 190
Chapter 190
The following people immediately blindsided when they saw the arrows raining all over the sky, and some people swore in succession. Who can stop the dense arrows coming down? When they were frightened, they also cursed the Temple of Light for countless times.
"No, we can’t resist such a strong arrow."
Its Germany looked at the arrows from the blaster, and the arrows dragged a faint white light at the back end. Obviously, these arrows were infused with the lethality of quarrelling arrows, which was absolutely horrible. Only seven or eight arrows, they can still resist, but this wave of arrows rain, at least thousands, and they are all filled with quarrelling, how can they resist? If they insist, the only end is to become a sieve.
Not far away in Hussein, when he saw the rain of arrows all over the sky, his face suddenly changed: "The Temple of Light is really cruel."
It was Hussein who just smashed the weapon of the temple warrior. Hussein is responsible for caring for Qin mother and protecting the safety of the whole new town. It is his bounden duty to protect those people.
And the reason why he wants to hide in the dark is mainly because of his identity. Hussein was a famous knight of the Golden Dragon in those days, and he had a lot to do with the temple. If Hussein appeared in front of Chekhov, he would certainly be recognized, which would only bring more trouble to Qin Chu. On reflection, Hussein chose to stay in the dark to avoid annoying Qin Chu.
But I didn’t expect that doing so would force Chekhov to make such a frenzied move.
Hussein thought about whether he should make a move, and he also knew that if he made another move, Chekhov would definitely catch his trail, and as a result, he would expose his identity. But if you don’t make moves, although you can hide your identity, so many people will be slaughtered and their responsibilities will not be fulfilled.
Hussein was caught in a contradictory choice. He really didn’t know whether to rescue those people now.
"Let me see so many people die tragically, I can’t do it." Who has never been a dragon rider with a heart full of justice and blood?
As soon as Hussein gritted his teeth, he made up his mind that these people must be saved, but once he made a move, he needed to leave here immediately to avoid being caught in the act.
The force of gold in Hussein’s body suddenly surged, and a bright golden light was instantly diffused around Hussein’s body, which was also mixed with a shocking pang Dawei.
"Give it to me," Hussein growled. With this roar, with his body as the center, the ripples in circles were accompanied by a strange suction. The ripples in the air instantly appeared in the rain of arrows, and the rain of arrows that had gone away from the blaster, under this suction, seemed to be gripped by invisible hands, and stopped fiercely. Then after a little meal, the arrow turned around and suddenly accelerated to the three airships in the air.
At the same time, Hussein quickly collected his strength and left there quickly with the help of the cover of the terrain. A figure also maser out from the airship, pouncing on Hussein here.
"Dragon coercion? Ah, what is this terrorist force? " Chekhov’s face showed consternation and shock.
At the moment of Hussein’s hands-on, he sensed Hussein’s place, flew up and pounced on Hussein’s place, but he was shocked when he felt that the air seemed to be invincible and overbearing.
This special smell is the smell of Jinlong.
Chekhov’s memory gate opened in an instant, and a taboo thing left in his memory reappeared. He also knew in an instant that the special breath just emitted was sacred.
"Qin Chu would never have such a breath." Chekhov instantly woke up from the shock. He already understood that this secretly shot person would never be Qin Chu because the breath of Jinlong is unique in the world.
Chekhov’s body suddenly accelerated. He must find out today who owns this kind of power. Because of this matter, if he is not careful, he will erect a powerful enemy to the temple. If the vengeful dragon knows that the temple blocked Jinlong in the past and eventually led to the fall of Jinlong, they will certainly not let it go.
Hussein’s action is very fast. As soon as he finished the work of saving people, he immediately withdrew and hurried back. Although Chekhov was ready, it was still difficult to catch up with Hussein.
Moreover, Hussein is very familiar with the terrain here. With the help of the cover of the terrain, the distance between him and Chekhov who is chasing behind is getting bigger and bigger.
"God said that everything in the world has a cause and effect, and everything is in reincarnation."
Chekhov’s eyes suddenly flashed a golden light. With this sentence, Chekhov suddenly gave a strange wave to the surrounding space, as if the surrounding scenery had changed in an instant.
"What’s the matter? Where am I? " Hussein was shocked to find that his body suddenly appeared in a strange space, and the surrounding scenery was bizarre and seemed to be pieced together.
"Who are you?" Chekhov flicker, appeared in this space created by himself, he stood quietly opposite Hussein, looking at Hussein.
At the moment, Hussein’s face has changed greatly because of that huge scar, and Chekhov simply didn’t recognize Hussein’s identity.
Hussein didn’t speak, and his eyes shot up. He fiercely operated the force of the gold line, and the condensation in his hands became a golden long thorn with an invincible breath and a sharp breath, and Chekhov stabbed it hard.
"seeking death"
Chekhov snorted. In this space condensed with magic, he is the master here. Hussein’s behavior can’t hurt him at all.
With a wave of Chekhov’s hand, Hou Saiyi suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and then he was amazed to find that a familiar arm was drilled in his chest, and the arm in the front section was still shining with bright golden brilliance.
That arm is your own arm.
What’s going on here? Why is my arm … like this? Hussein found that his arm was obviously thrust forward, but strangely, why did it pass through his body?
Hussein jerked his hand back, and the hand jerked out of his body. A huge hole appeared in Hussein’s chest, and the blood was suddenly left. In an instant, Hussein’s face turned white as paper.
"Tell me your identity, and I can keep you alive."
Chekhov rest tunnel, now the scene, all in his control, as long as in this space, then no one can hurt him.