At the beginning, I summoned Li Jing, who is very cold, and I will fight against Hawkeye!

"Internal instability?" Peter Saint Paud frowned slightly, his deep eyes full of confusion, "What do you mean?"

Ancient Saint Fegalando Green shook his head slightly, then slowly turned his gaze to one place, and the other four people followed his gaze.

On the side of the hall, there was a huge white ball with deer antlers lying quietly, like a small hill.

The corners of its mouth were slightly raised, as if immersed in a wonderful dream. It looked naive, but there was a strange tranquility in this tense atmosphere.

"At this critical moment, even the slightest disturbance could lead to serious consequences that are difficult to predict."

Ancient Saint Fegalando Green sighed slightly, and that sigh seemed to carry endless worries.

"This adult has already guaranteed that he won't wake up for a while."

Paud ten Peter Saint narrowed his eyes and spoke in a calm tone, but with an unquestionable certainty.

"After all, I still feel that this is not a good idea." Ancient Saint Fegalando Green continued to speak to himself, and his voice echoed in the empty hall.

“The four of you brought her back suddenly and without any warning.

And now, the Terun Adventure Group has launched a full-scale attack on Mary Geoise without any warning..."

Having said that, Ancient Saint Fegalando Green paused, as if he felt that he had said enough.

"Are you dissatisfied with the decision made by the four of us?" Zanbaron V. Nasujuro Sheng suddenly stood up. He was wearing a white sword robe, and the white color was shining with a holy light under the light.

He walked towards the Ancient Saint Fegalando Green step by step, and every step brought a sense of oppression.

Saint Garcia Asatan, Saint Puman Woqiuli and Saint Paud ten Peter remained silent. There was a hint of indifference in their eyes, as if they were watching a farce that had nothing to do with them.

Indeed, Fergalando Green Ancient Saint had just replaced Macas Mas Saint and had not yet established a firm foothold in this position.

He hadn't established a deep friendship with the four of them, so he was so presumptuous. Naturally, they wouldn't give him a good face.

"I'm asking you a question!" Saint Zambaron V. Nasushoulang lowered his head slightly, his sharp eyes fixed on Saint Fegalando Green who was sitting on the sofa.

Compared to the fierce attack of the Tren Adventure Group outside, they are more concerned about this internal conflict.

Because they know very well that the Teren Adventure Group will retreat sooner or later, but the rule of the Holy Land will not disappear overnight.

Facing the threatening tone of Saint Zambaron V. Nasujuro, Saint Fegalando Green simply smiled and didn't care at all.

He even crossed his legs, and the tip of his shoes gently brushed against the white robe of Saint Zambaron V Nasushouro.

Then he looked up at the other person and said firmly, "I was chosen by the Lord himself."

“Really?” Zanbaron V. Nasujuro Sei instantly drew out the First Generation Kitetsu, the blade flashing with a sharp cold light.

His eyes flashed, and he slashed towards the ancient Saint Figalando Green as swiftly as a cheetah. The first generation Kitetsu in his hand made a sound of breaking wind and slashed towards the opponent with the force of thunder.

The ancient saint Fergalando Green also reacted very quickly. The moment the saint Zambaron V Nasujuro made his move,

He then grasped the nameless Western fencing sword, turned his wrist, and the sword body danced in front of him to form an impenetrable sword curtain.

There was a loud bang as the first generation of Kitetsu and the nameless Western fencing sword collided fiercely, sparks flew everywhere.

The powerful impact force seemed to shake the air around the two people.

Zambalong V. Nasujuro Sei's first strike missed, so he immediately changed his tactics and slashed with the knife in his hand continuously like a storm.

His movements were smooth and each strike contained tremendous power, and the sword lights intertwined in the air to form a terrifying net.

Saint Figalondo Green was not afraid at all. The Western fencing sword in his hand was like a nimble snake, accurately blocking every attack of Saint Zambaron V. Nasujuro.

His steps were light, and his body kept moving and rotating, skillfully defusing the opponent's attacks.

Every time the swords collided, there was a crisp collision sound, and the sound echoed outside the hall, as if it was the battle music of two peerless masters.

Zambalong V. Nasujuro Sheng suddenly shouted loudly, and his strength exploded instantly, and he slashed down with the force of splitting a mountain.

The ancient saint Fegalando Green's eyes focused, and he held the Western fencing sword in both hands and resisted with all his strength.

There was another loud noise, and the ground beneath their feet began to tremble slightly, with dust flying all around them.

Ancient Saint Fegalando Green took the opportunity to counterattack, and his Western fencing stabbed out like lightning, with a speed so fast that it was dazzling.

Saint Zambalong V. Nasujuro dodged the attack easily by moving sideways, then slashed at Saint Fegalando Green's waist with his backhand.

Ancient Saint Fegalando Green quickly swung his sword to block, the swords collided again, and the two men fell into a stalemate again.

Their eyes were filled with determination and resoluteness, and no one was willing to back down.

Sweat dripped from their foreheads, but their attention was completely focused on each other, looking for the other's flaws.

This battle seemed to have no end. The two men were equally powerful and neither could easily defeat the other.

In an instant, in a flash, the two of them arrived outside the hall.

The first generation of Kitetsu and the ancient saint Figalando Green crossed their arms with the nameless Western fencing swords in their hands, and the two of them were in a stalemate like two opposing mountains.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed good." Zambalong V. Nasujuro's tone remained calm.

"I can't compare to you. I swung out several strikes in an instant, but I still missed." As the ancient saint Fegalando Green spoke, his left sleeve made a "sizzling" sound and a tear appeared.

The cracking sound was particularly harsh in the silent air, as if foreshadowing the further escalation of the conflict.

"Okay." At this moment, a figure appeared between the two people like lightning. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Pullman Woqiulisheng.

After he stood firmly, he quickly stretched out his hands and placed them on the shoulders of the two men, and said in a deep voice: "This is not the time to fool around in this situation."

Saint Paud ten Peter, who was standing by, nodded slightly to show his agreement, then looked at Saint Zambaron V Nasshoulang and said, "That's true."

“I didn’t expect that even Saint Nasshoulang couldn’t suppress Saint Green for a while.” After thinking about it, he stepped forward and stood side by side with Saint Puman Woqiuli.

At this time, Garci Asatan Saint also added: "The most urgent thing is that we should solve the matter of the Teren Adventure Group first."

Before he finished speaking, he stood up and walked quickly to the side of Zambaron V. Nasujuro Saint.

In an instant, Ancient Saint Fegalando Green found himself surrounded by these four people and trapped in the center.

He pondered in his heart, knowing that it was no easy task to fight four alone, so he restrained his momentum a little, slowly and actively released his strength, and sheathed the long sword in his hand.

Then, he raised his head, a half-smile on his face, and glanced at the four people in front of him one by one.

Finally, he fixed his eyes on them and said slowly, "Haha, it looks like Mary Joa will have to rely on you four in the end!"