Chapter 857: What Fist Technique Is This? (Part One)

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Strong bows and crossbows shot out arrows, and these arrows dashed forward, trying to cut off and stop this light beam.

However-

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The warrior energy flames suddenly expanded, and that Moon-Class Elite shattered the arrows that could penetrate iron shields and armor in mid-air, making the arrows look like paper. Then, residual energy continued to move down, striking the ground with great power. As screams sounded, the soldiers were knocked down in groups, and it was unclear if they died or fainted.

This Moon-Class Elite was one of the guardians of the Imperial Senate.

“Hahaha! In the defense battle of St. Petersburg earlier, the Moon-Class Elites of the Royal Family all died or were severely injured. Right now, only our Imperial Senate is guarded by Moon-Class Elites. Hahaha! Arshavin, Dominguez, I want to see how you two merciless b*stards could stop my Moon-Class Elites with ordinary soldiers!”

The President of the Imperial Senate’s proud laughter sounded from the pavilion in the fortress.

“Tonight, I will turn the entire St. Petersburg into a living hell! I will reduce the Capital City of the Andrew Family into history and turn it into a laughingstock! Whoever protects the King of Chambord shall be killed! Including the Royal Family! Just wait and watch all the low-class residents of this city cry in pain and bleed to death! Hahaha!”

As the President of the Imperial Senate continued to laugh viciously, that dash of light moved fast like a flash of lightning and was about to be out of the attack range of all soldiers.

Magic arrows were shot out continuously, but they couldn’t threaten this Moon-Class Elite.

[Red Beard] Granello who was supervising this siege in his silver armor saw this from afar, and he was enraged immediately. “Damn it! This Imperial Senate has had ill-intent since long ago! Zenit was in mortal danger during the defense battle of St. Petersburg, but they didn’t even send out their Moon-Class Elites whom we didn’t even know about! They tried to reserve their strength! They have been planning this for a long time! Humph! Such tumors of Zenit should have been removed already!”

In just a few seconds, this Moon-Class Guardian of the Imperial Senate was about to escape.

At that moment, a golden sword energy flashed through the sky like an impressive dragon.

Bam!

This sword energy penetrated the Moon-Class Guardian of the Imperial Senate, and he was detonated. His body exploded, and his flesh and internal organs fell down the sky like blood rain.

Standing on the pavilion, the President of the Imperial Senate was shocked, and his smile froze on his face.

“What is that?” That golden sword energy shocked him to his core, and he immediately cooled down as if someone poured a bucket of ice water on him.

He wasn’t sure when, but two figures appeared in the sky, only a little more than 300 meters away from him. One of them was tall, and the other one was short.

The tall man was handsome and muscular, and he stood straight with his hair fluttering in the wind. He was high-spirited, yet his aura was steady. In his golden armor, he looked like a demonic sun god, perfect and eye-piercing, making others feel inferior.

He was Golden Sun Knight Chris Sutton, one of the former Executive Knights of the Imperial Knight Palace who had been cultivating in seclusion on the Martial Saint Mountain.

Beside him was a little boy who looked cute yet majestic. He was wearing light armor, and his aura wasn’t weak. He was also looking down at the battle that was taking place.

“Criminal! You are inferior to animals! You are a despicable loser! How dare you insult my master?” the boy shouted with an angry expression.

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