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His three comrades backed up a few steps, and the barefoot monk smiled and admonished, "Kid from Asia, Jackson is the most powerful man I know, he can easily smash your bones, you have to be careful ..."

Jackson growled, lowered his left shoulder, and violently charged towards Eric, this was the universal skill of knights - Knight Punch.

A hundred years ago, this move was a Centaur Combination Skill.

Because the times were progressing. Nowadays, no one carries horses with them anymore, so this move was also improved into a single-person skill.

For Knight Squire and Bronze Knight level characters, there was no longer the power of the horse.

The power of the Knight's Charge was reduced by half, but Silver Knights and above who were able to use their fighting qi, were more flexible without their horses.
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With the aid of fighting qi, its power was even far greater than before.

When executed by Jackson, a person whose strength had increased to that of a Holy Knight, the power was even more astonishing.

The air around was squeezed by him, emitting a loud "clattering" sound, and the wind curled in all directions, blowing up countless dust and dirt.

In his right hand, the huge mallet was waving madly, ready to smash Eric's head.

I don't know if it was because they had confidence in the "berserk" Jackson, or they were afraid that the "berserk" Jackson would not be able to distinguish between friend and foe, but the three of them simultaneously retreated a dozen or so steps back from the circle of battle and watched the battle with all their concentration.

In the face of Jackson's ferocious and incomparable charge, Eric is calmly standing in place, motionless.

Jackson's ecstasy, he believed that as long as the contact, with his powerful force, with the man in front of him, that single thin body was bound to be smashed like an egg by his smash and broken!

Jackson's shield and mallet hadn't even arrived yet, the gusts of wind he stirred up had already blown Eric's hair and sash to flutter haphazardly.

Eric suddenly laughed oddly, and his whole body drifted out towards the back as if he couldn't overcome the wind, and a dozen black scythes instantly flashed, enveloping the sky and earth towards Jackson.

Jackson was still too young, he had never fought with oriental martial artists, and naturally, it was even more unlikely that he had ever seen the wind floating which could be called a light skill!

In his more than twenty years of fighting career, all he had encountered were European knights and dark creatures, and among them, the ones with the most bizarre forms and techniques were the vampires of Brujah of the Thirteen Clans.

But where would those guys understand that there was Eric who seemed like he wouldn't be subjected to forceful maneuvers like this?

The knight's fighting spirit focuses on fighting, in terms of attack power the same level of internal strength is slightly better, but in other aspects, the use of skills is far less than internal strength.

Just like now, Jackson's body wanted to stop, but his impact was too fierce to stop in a hurry.

Not to mention the pre-heaven masters of the same level as the paladin, even a first-rate strong master would be able to send and receive his movements.

The inertia of the collision and the force of the stopping body contradicted each other, making Jackson unable to stabilize his stance and staggered a few steps.

By this time, Eric's black scythes had already attacked, and although most of them were blocked by the giant shield, three of them still struck Jackson's body.

Under Eric's precise control, the attack points of the three scythes were the same.

The material of the giant shield was not the same as that of the armor, the giant shield withstood the attacks of a dozen scythes without being damaged at all, while the armor had cracked under a single blow.

Although Jackson's body had already transported protective fighting qi, it could not stop these scythes from attacking one after another, and with a flash of blood, an inch-deep wound was added to his shoulder.

Eric faintly smiled, and his right hand gently snapped his fingers.

As if on command, the wound on Jackson's shoulder violently exploded open, tearing through five or six square centimeters of muscle tissue near him, revealing the white, raw bone underneath.

Jackson screamed in agony, his body doused with oil and fire in excruciating pain. In addition to the injuries on the surface, there was also a powerful dark force inside his body rushing madly along his meridians.

Jackson's blood vessels surged all over his body, and his eyes darted about as if they would burst out at any moment.

The other two Knights of Konoha swooped in, one pouncing on Jackson, who was lying on the ground and flopping around, grabbing him by the shoulders with one hand and pulling his huge body towards the back.

The other raised a huge two-handed sword and slashed across the air, an arcing golden sword blade whistling towards Eric, intercepting his potentially unfavorable actions against Jackson.

Eric stretched out a finger and with a light Qiaoqiao stroke in front of his body, he deflected the Konoha Knight's surprisingly loud-looking sword awn, leaving only a five-meter-long, two-foot-deep crack in the ground.

After the barefoot monk caught Jackson, he immediately utilized his power, and powerful holy light emanated from his hands and shone on Jackson's body, expelling the dark power from his body.

The two Knights of the Close Guard didn't dare to look back for a second, keeping a close eye on Eric for fear that he would take advantage of the opportunity to attack.

Knights had strong wills and strong faith, but at this moment, the two Knights of the Close Guard were feeling their faith begin to crumble.

They hadn't expected that the battle situation would go against their expectations. The paladin who was nearly invincible in their eyes was defeated so quickly ...