Chapter 462

A devout believer fell into a pool of blood.

However, the knight holding the blade, which should take the guard as the faith, raised the butcher's knife to the ordinary people!

Ye Yu looked at Sean Lancelot coldly and said scornfully, "this is the knight of the Church of light? The knight who killed the Lord? "

Sean Lancelot's eyes did not waver, and his voice was cold. "It's his honor to die under the knight's sword!"

"Pleasure?" Ye Yu smiled sarcastically. "If I don't give you the Holy Cross, will they all enjoy this honor?"

Sean Lancelot's eyes flashed cold, and he looked proudly at the passengers. "If you don't give me the Holy Cross, they will all die!"

"Tut tut..." Ye Yu smacked his mouth, looked at Sean Lancelot and sighed, "it's really cruel!"

Slowly raised his wrist, Ye Yu untied the Holy Cross and threw it to Sean Lancelot, "don't you want it? Here you are! "

Sean Lancelot's eyes flashed with surprise. Unexpectedly, Ye Yu gave himself the cross so easily!

Reaching for the Holy Cross and putting it in front of his eyes, Sean Lancelot excitedly looked at the beautiful cross in his hand.

"Holy cross! It's really the Holy Cross! The power of the holy light left on it cannot be fake! Ha ha... It's mine! "

Sean Lancelot looked at the cross in ecstasy, reached out and waved at the rest of the knights, "kill them! "

sonorous!

The sound of a series of long swords coming out of their sheath began to ring.

A dozen quiet Knights slowly surrounded a group of passengers.

Looking at the knight's ruthless eyes and cold sword, the passengers fell into despair and shouted at Sean Lancelot.

"Help! I don't want to die! "

"You lied to me! Didn't you say you'd let us go if you gave up the cross? "

"What Knight of light! A group of butchers! Come on! Kill me! "

"You are not trustworthy! The Chinese have given you the cross. Let us go! "

"What to do? How to do it? Who can help me! "

The frightened and flustered passengers looked at Ye Yu's back, and their eyes brightened after a little startle. They had seen this Chinese before, who stopped the knight's long strike!

"Help me, young man! I'll give you everything I have! "

"It's our fault that we forced you to hand over the cross before the young man. Please help us!"

"I don't want to die! Chinese help me! "

Xia Jinshe, standing behind Ye Yu, curled his mouth and said in a low voice, "hum! What a shame! In order to live, Ye Yu was forced to hand over the cross. Now let Ye Yu save you! "

The passengers around showed a trace of embarrassment on their faces. They ignored Xia Jinshe's complaint and begged Ye Yu to help them.

Ye Yu stood there, looking at Sean Lancelot, who was in ecstasy, and said softly, "is life so worthless in your eyes? "

Sean Lancelot raised his head, looked up and said with a sneer," as long as you get the spirit of the angel in the Holy Cross, how about killing thousands of people! "

"Don't dawdle! Kill them all! "

Zheng!

When the sharp sword is up, it will be chopped down towards a group of passengers.

"To tell you that there is the spirit of angels in this cross?"

Ye Yu's voice stunned Sean Lancelot. "You say there is no angel soul in it?"

With a smile on his lips, Ye Yu reached out and pointed to the knight holding a long sword outside the crowd.

"Stop!"

Sain Lancelot let the Knights put away their swords with a high drink.

The pupil contracts, and Sean Lancelot stares at Ye Yu dead. He says in a cold voice, "before you deceive me, Augustus of the church, you saw the spirit of angels hidden in the cross!"