The fierce horse galloped wildly, and Hari's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes fixed on what was directly in front of him.

  On the originally empty and uninhabited plain, a solitary and proud figure suddenly appeared.

  In front of the twelve of them, not far away, there was a person with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky with an indescribable elegance and freedom.

  However, Harry's face was extremely solemn, because he had no idea when this person came, as if he appeared in everyone's line of sight in the blink of an eye.

  Under the urging of Old Team Leader, the horse suddenly accelerated, its shiny blade held high. Harry let out a loud cry and charged forward on his horse. Whether it was man or ghost, anything that stood in their way would be cut down by his blade.

  "Hmm..."

  A strong gust of wind burst out with a loud sonic boom, and Captain Harry's knife cut the human shadow in two.

  Unable to conceal the astonishment in his heart, Harry had no idea where that black shadow came from, but years of battle experience told him that this was absolutely a formidable and extremely dangerous super enemy.

  He didn't have any great expectations for his own slash in mid-air, but he never thought that it would actually work with just one knife.

  Even if that person had taken the long knife from his hand with one move and knocked him to the ground with a single slash, he wouldn't have been so surprised. This kind of unexpected feeling wasn't pleasant, but rather made him feel a bit eerie.

  But in the next moment, Harry knew he had misjudged.

  His eyes told him that he had cut the man down with his sword, but his hands felt that his sword had not encountered any resistance, which meant that this sword had actually been chopped into thin air, and what he had just chopped was only a residual shadow of a person.

  What speed is this, actually able to surpass human eyesight? A thin layer of sweat appeared on the old captain's palm.

  Two figures suddenly flashed in his mind, one sacred and noble, the other tall and majestic. It was the leader of the Knights of the Temple and Oben, known as the greatest swordsman in Caesar.

  However, he didn't understand why he suddenly thought of these two people.

  The knight behind him let out a cry of surprise and immediately felt something was amiss. As the sword flashed, he had already counterattacked with a backhand slash.

  "Ding..."

  It sounded like the clear and loud sound of gold and iron clashing, but in Hali's ears, it was no less than a death knell.

  "Ah..."

  A shrill cry sounded behind him, and Harry turned his horse around, just in time to see the man withdraw his finger, which had actually deflected Harry's deadly slash with its own tip.

  A knight came from behind and cut down with his sword.

  That person seemed to be unaware, only at the moment when the flying knife light was about to approach his head, he slightly turned his body, and his sleeve robe automatically rose high, lightly and gently, as if a lover's caress brushed against the knight's chest.

  A strange noise, the knight on horseback slowly fell off, his eyes wide open, as if he still couldn't believe what had happened to him. However, he never got up again.

  Only twelve Temple Knights remained, and now one less.

  "Who... are you?" Harry's anger was burning, and the fierce energy in his chest grew stronger.

  The newcomer smiled slightly, stroking his long mustache under his chin, and even in this perilous battlefield, there was a sense of elegance and detachment.

  Harry's heart skipped a beat at this movement, and it reminded him of someone. He blurted out: "It's you..."

  "Do you know Lao Dao?" The newcomer was apparently quite surprised.

  "You come to challenge me at noon, how could I forget?" Harry turned his head and looked around carefully. There were three people who came to issue the challenge, apart from Lin Jia Hui, the other two were super high-level masters of the Zong Shi level, one had already appeared, so where was the other?

  "Hah... So that's how it is, you don't have to look anymore, they're not here." The newcomer had a smile all over his face, but the words he spoke were absolutely not humble: "To deal with you few juniors, this old Taoist is enough by himself."

  An An let out a sigh of relief, and Harry felt grateful in his heart. If the two masters had come, then these more than ten people might as well have cut their own throats together. To want to escape alive under the joint attack of the two masters, unless it was Team Leader or Master Auben who came personally.

  At this point, he suddenly realized why he had suddenly thought of these two people who were revered in Caesar's position. Because at this time, he was also facing a super master-level expert.

  "You... as a master, shouldn't... shouldn't be hiding your head and showing your tail. Who are you, after all?" Harry asked in a low voice. As a non-Chinese, despite having studied Chinese for over a year, he still found it difficult to perfectly express his thoughts.

  The newcomer smiled slightly and said: "A name is just a symbol, is it really that important? Lao Dao Taiyi Zhenren."

  "Taiyi True Man?" Harry exclaimed.

  Other Templar Knights may not know who he is, but Harry has no reason to be unaware.

  As early as two years ago, Caesar and His Holiness the Pope had already planned to conquer the heathen Chinese Empire. Since then, gathering intelligence on China has been a top priority.

  It took more than a year before he set out for the Central Plains, and the temple had made all necessary preparations. The outstanding figures in the Great Han Empire had been listed one by one, ready to be consulted.

  Taiyi True Man, as the number one master of the Great Han, had been famous for decades and enjoyed a long life. With such a renowned name, how could he not know? However, it was never expected that meeting this centenarian grandmaster would be under such circumstances.

  "What do you want?" Harry took a deep breath and his wildly racing heart steadied in an instant, he asked in a low voice.

  Lao Dao received an invitation from someone and asked the captain to meet with this person.

  Taiyi Zhenren's words were plain, but they had an unshakeable firmness.

  "Are you a captive?" Harry burst out laughing, it was an arrogant laugh, even though he was facing someone who made Oben look inferior by three points, but he still had no fear, only to hear him say loudly: "As long as you have the ability, just come on."

  Having said that, he called out and turned his horse's head around. The group of people then quickly whipped their horses and galloped away, wanting to flee this place as soon as possible.

  There were only eleven people here. No matter how optimistic and confident Harry was, he knew that with this number of people, they couldn't pose any threat to a strong master-level opponent.

  It's absolutely impossible to kill Taiyi True Man. Even if the Captain and Oben Master come together, it's still uncertain whether they can succeed.

  In that case, Harry's only option was to leave quickly.

  Taiyi True Man's body moved slightly, and he didn't see how he made a move, but he had already squeezed into the midst of over ten fierce horses. His body was like a ghost or a demon, and with a reverse swing of his hand, two fierce horses crashed to the ground, unable to get up again.

  His speed was so fast, like a galloping horse, and he intercepted Harry once again.

  Harry's expression didn't change, he continued to ride his horse at full speed while swinging his sword and killing.

  Taiyi Zhenren's body swayed slightly, and the knife edge that was almost within arm's reach passed by his side with a hint of surprise but no danger.

  Harry had long since reached the pinnacle of one-star, and couldn't be compared to ordinary temple knights. With a flick of his wrist, the blade was already slashing upwards in a reverse motion.

  "Not bad at all." The old Taoist praised and snapped his fingers, which happened to land on the blade's edgeless side.

  Harry's grip faltered and the wand almost flew out of his hand, but he managed to regain control just in time.

  Taiyi True Man burst out laughing, he stretched out his arm and swiftly grasped Hari's left arm, circulated the elixir in his dan Tian, exerted a slight force, and pulled him down with one swift motion. He said in a low voice: "Come down for old Tao."

  Once he's been caught by his family, it won't be easy for him to get away, this person has already been caught.

  However, the old Taoist's smile quickly froze on his face, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

  Harry's eyes were fixed firmly on his target, his right hand grasping the knife, and with a swift slash of the blade.

  A streak of moonlight shot down, knife light like snow.

  The blade cut through his left arm without any hesitation or pause.

  Blood splattered everywhere, and Harry's left arm was severed at the elbow, leaving only the lower half of his severed arm in Taiyi Zhenren's hand.

  The fierce horse galloped swiftly, without stopping, carrying away the heavily injured but silent old Harry.

  A rare ripple arose in the heart of Taiyi Zhenren, who had spent his youth traveling the world, seeing and knowing much. His advanced age of over a hundred years gave him ample time to explore even more things.

  Lao Hari's martial arts skills are high, already at the top level of the first grade, and such talents are sought after by all parties wherever they go. However, this skill has never been placed in Lao Daoren's eyes, among the people he has seen, there are many who can surpass Hari.

  Yet, such a resolute and decisive person who disregards life and death is extremely rare.

  Perhaps, apart from Hei Qi Jun, there is only this person left.

  Two figures suddenly jumped up high and rushed towards him fiercely.

  Taiyi Zhenren's face remained unchanged, his true energy surging, his long sleeves fluttering, the large sleeve openings gently unfolding, like a gentle breeze sweeping across those two faces filled with determination. His internal power was everywhere, and the two people in mid-air had already had their five pulses severed, their lives lost to the Yellow Springs.

  "Thud......" The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, two lively lives ended at the hands of the old man.

  The old Taoist was about to continue his pursuit when he suddenly felt a tight grip on his foot, and before he could react, he had been firmly grasped by someone. He lowered his head to look, and his face changed color once again.

  His legs were tightly grasped by two dead men who had already bled from seven orifices.

  At a glance, the old Taoist had already recognized that these two were the two knights he had killed. Although they had died, their will did not decay, and just as they took their last breath, they completed their predetermined goal.

  They slightly trembled their feet, but to no avail. The final embrace of the two was already their last action in this life, and the power that burst out was not trivial.

  Looking at the severed arm still trembling in his hand, and then at the lifeless corpse under his feet, Taiyi True Person raised his head to see off the remaining few riders disappearing into the distance. He let out a deep sigh, but did not pursue them again.

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