Chapter 462 Cruel Lancelot

A devout believer of the Lord fell in a pool of blood.

But with a sharp blade in his hand, the knight who was supposed to believe in protection raised a butcher's knife to ordinary people!

Ye Yu gave Sean Lancelot a cold look and said disdainfully, "This is the knight of the Church of Light? The knight who killed the believers of the Holy Lord?"

Sean Lancelot's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he said coldly, "It is his honor to be able to die under the sword of a knight!"

"Honor?" Ye Yu showed a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth. "If I don't give you the Holy Cross, will they all enjoy this honor?"

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

"Tsk tsk..." Ye Yu smacked his lips, looked at Sean Lancelot and sighed, "It's really ruthless!"

Slowly raising his wrist, Ye Yu took off the Holy Cross and threw it to Sean Lancelot, "Don't you want to? Give it to you!"

Sean Lancelot's eyes flashed with surprise. He never thought that Ye Yu would give himself the cross so easily!

Reaching out and holding the Holy Cross in front of him, Sean Lancelot excitedly looked at the exquisite cross in his hand.

"Holy Cross! It's really Holy Cross! The power of the Holy Light left on it can't be faked! Haha...it's mine!"

Sean Lancelot looked at the cross with ecstasy, stretched out his hand and waved casually at the remaining knights, "Kill them!"

Clang!

The sound of a series of long swords unsheathed sounded.

A dozen or so silent knights slowly surrounded the group of passengers.

Looking at the ruthless eyes of the knight and the icy long sword in front of them, 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 that you will let us go by handing over the cross?"

"What light knights! It's a bunch of butchers! Come on! Kill me!"

"You are not trustworthy! That Chinese man gave you the cross, let us go!"

"What to do? What to do! Who will save me!"

The panicked passengers looked at Ye Yu's back. After a slight start, their eyes lit up. They had seen it before. It was this Chinese who blocked the attack of the knight commander!

"Young man, save me! 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 save us!"

"I don't want to die! Chinese people save me!"

Standing behind Ye Yu, Xia Jinse pouted and said in a low voice, "Humph! It's shameless! I forced Ye Yu to hand over the cross in order to survive, but now I let Ye Yu save you!"

There was a hint of embarrassment on the faces of the passengers around, ignoring Xia Jinse's complaints, and still begging Ye Yu to rescue them.

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

Sean Lancelot raised his head, looked at him and said with a sneer, "As long as you get the angel's soul in the Holy Cross, what if you slaughter thousands of people!"

"Stop dawdling! Kill them all!"

Zheng!

The sharp long sword stood up and was about to slash towards the passengers.

"Tell you that there is an angel's soul in this cross?"

Sean Lancelot was stunned by Ye Yu's voice, "You said there is no angel soul in it?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yu's mouth, and he pointed at the knights holding long swords outside the crowd.

"stop!"

Sean Lancelot shouted loudly, causing the knights to put away their long swords.

With his pupils shrunk, Sean Lancelot stared at Ye Yu and shouted coldly, "You are lying to me, Augustus of the Church saw with his own eyes that there is an angel's soul hidden in this cross!"