Lu Mingfei, who studied Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

There was a loud collision of metal, and Sanwu stepped back on the black water and stopped his body.

The straight knife in her hand has been cut with several conspicuous gaps. It is a masterpiece from Passi. The "Augustus" is made of high-precision metal smelting, and this short hunting knife is suitable for powerful people. Compared with Shen's fierce blow, the straight knife in Sanwu's hand was far inferior to the opponent in terms of material and weight.

In fact, she is also very familiar with the combat skills of the short hunting knife. She has fought with Caesar's "Dictrador", and although she was defeated, she was not in such a mess. What she didn't expect was that this young secretary from the Gattuso family was far superior to the famous heir in terms of strength and fighting skills. Why was such a person so unknown?

Percy swung the knife again. The hunting knife fell from the sky and turned in a perfect arc. This gentleman man didn't care about the gentleman's demeanor at this moment. The loud collision sound was like the wail of metal. The straight knife in Sanwu's hand was knocked along a path. The most conspicuous gap was cut off, she stumbled on her hind legs, and the black combat uniform on her arm was cut open.

Scarlet blood spilled, dripping along the palm of her hand into the black water splashing at her feet, and vortexes emerged. This indicated that Sanwu's bloodline was already very strong. Seeing that there was still a gap in strength between her and Passi, Coupled with the asymmetry of weapons, it is a matter of judgment.

"You are better than Caesar." Even if the current situation is very bad, Sanwu can still say it calmly, not pretending to be calm, as if the indifference is naturally engraved in her bones.

"This is too presumptuous. I never compare myself with Caesar. After all, I was born for Caesar... and I will die for him." Passy said expressionlessly, his eyes flashing and charming. And Feili.

The small talk did not affect his movements at all. He stepped on the black water and raised the hunting knife "Augustus" above his head. This was a ferocious attack from an experienced hunter. It could even slash through the front. Down a bison!

There was no sign of mercy at all. This polite secretary of the Gattuso family was as cold and cruel as a dummy!

"Augustus" hung above Sanwu's head, and struck at her with the roar of the wind. She could not avoid it, and the broken knife in her hand would never be able to withstand the thunderous blow!

A sharp sound pierced the air, and a long knife shot out from a distance, like a slender bullet, with the tip pointed directly at Patsy's dark golden eyes!

If Percy chooses to drop the knife, he can split Sanwu's body straight open, and no one can stop him, but he will also be penetrated by the long knife that shoots through his head... After hesitating for a moment, he flinched.

Passi suddenly stopped taking the last step in front of Sanwu. "Augustus" instantly changed its trajectory, and the falling knife changed to a horizontal slash. The long knife that was as fast as a bullet was intercepted by him.

But the next moment, 0.1 seconds later, Patsy's eyes were filled with panic. Behind the long knife... there was actually a long knife hidden! The trajectories and routes of the two knives were exactly the same, and they were superimposed. From his perspective, the slightly thinner knife at the back was obscured by the blade in the front, making it look like there was only one!

There was no time to think. At the critical moment, Patsy had no time to wave "Augustus" to stop him. He could barely even turn his head slightly. The long knife cut his cheek and nailed it to the huge stone of the altar behind him. on the block. The blade of the knife piercing the hard stone is like sliding into tender tofu without any stagnation. The blade of the blade couldn't help but tremble and hum, as if it were mocking. Fresh blood fell along the blade and rolled up in circles in the black water.

Sanwu raised her foot and kicked Passy in the lower abdomen. Passy took two steps back. She jumped up and caught the demon sword Murasame that was intercepted by Passy. After landing, she ran quickly, pulled out the sword and inserted it deep into the altar. Here is an authentic view of the world.

Sanmu holds two swords, Kanshi Masamune and Murasame are leaning on both sides of her. Her petite body is not proportional to the slender blade, but wearing a black combat uniform, she is like a black panther ready to attack, every inch of her body There is strength hidden in every muscle, beautiful yet dangerous.

However, the beautiful and dangerous Sanwu was not in Patsy's eyes. His dark gold and ice blue eyes looked into the distance, focusing on the figure wearing a funny big red nose. He wiped the deep crack on his cheek. , a strange light fluttered in his eyes.

"You shoot me once, and I'll shoot you twice in return. It's fair to reciprocate." Facing Patsy's deep gaze, the red-nosed clown shrugged and said calmly.

"It makes sense." Percy replied lightly. A little anger and surprise were taken away by him along with his eyes. He turned to look at Sanwu in front of him, as well as the two alchemy swords in her hands. He was on the weapon. No longer dominant.

Patsy waved Augustus, Kanshi Masamune and Murasame drew exquisite arcs in Sanwu's hands, and the piercing buzzer sounded, indicating that the fight was coming.

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"What a stupid thing to do. There are enemies around you, but you still lend your weapons to others?" The black figure on the altar looked down at the red-nosed clown. She still stopped at the other party's fusion of "Whisper of the Earth" with her. Worried about it.

"Does it have to be an enemy?" The red-nosed clown raised his head slightly and looked at the black shadow.

"Is there any other choice? You should know that 'people' like us are very jealous. There is only one throne, and no one allows anyone more noble than himself to exist!" Black Shadow said coldly.

The clown was silent for a while, then turned on his voice softly: "But I said my goal was never the throne... You probably won't believe it either. I'm serious, I think we can be friends."

"Friend? Friend? Hahahahahahahahaha... What a childish wording. It's hard to imagine that such words would come out of the mouth of a person like you." The black shadow laughed wildly, and the laughter set off a violent storm, Spreading out in all directions.

"We have no disputes over interests, at least we shouldn't be enemies." said the red-nosed clown.

"There is no conflict of interest?" Black Shadow smiled scornfully, "Now that I want to take away this armor, do you want to get out of the way and watch me take it away?"

"Not yet, I can't give this thing to you for the time being. It would be too dangerous for you, and it is not your property now. You have sold it." The red-nosed clown said, "But I can I promise you, after everything is settled, I will personally return this armor to you."

"Guarantee?" There was a trace of ridicule on the corner of the black shadow's mouth, "The word itself is a joke, using a verbal promise at no cost to achieve some kind of deception. This word is just a little better than lying. If you want a guarantee, I can I’ll give you a pound, as much as you want. Please, do you think I’m a little girl in middle school? So easy to deceive?”

"Some things are really difficult to communicate with girls." The clown sighed and gave up. This kind of argument was meaningless, not to mention that women are all natural debaters.

"There is no need to communicate. Now I want to get back what belongs to me, and you have to stop me... Let's have a fight. This is the most straightforward solution." The black shadow concentrated its power on the palm hidden behind her back, and she Moved to murder.

"What a violent statement. It came from a girl's mouth. You really match that guy!" The red-nosed clown started to move. He stepped on the stone stairs of the altar and climbed up step by step. "I can't Arrogant enough to defeat you with bare hands, even in this state."

"It sounds like you know everything about me..." Black Shadow's eyes turned cold, "Who are you?"

"Clown, can't you tell? I don't look good enough with my makeup?" The red-nosed clown pointed at his big red nose, "Or are you asking for my name? Don't you know? You should bring the two knives I brought. We are all familiar with each other. I am not Chu Zihang, so naturally I can only be another person."

The red-nosed clown stood opposite the black shadow. He pointed at Kanshi Masamune and Murasame in Sanwu's hands.

"It's boring." Black Shadow curled his lips, "If you don't want to say it, then I can only kill you."

She lost her patience.

She stretched out the palm hidden behind her back, bent her fingers and thumb, and suddenly popped out a piece of metal. The metal condensed into a shuttle shape in mid-air. She used only her fingers to pop out a bullet as destructive as a sniper rifle!

The red-nosed clown tilted his head slightly, narrowly avoiding the metal bullets fired towards his face. The wind tore in his ears, the ends of his broken hair were blown and rolled up, and the bullets disappeared into the distance. In the darkness, not long after, there was a dull sound, which was embedded in the bronze wall in the distance.

The bullet clearly didn't hit him, but there was still a gash on the clown's face, and blood flowed through the pale paint, making it shockingly red. He knew how the other party did it. The fusiform bullet was wrapped by a circle of wind blades, which seemed to expand the diameter of the bullet's attack cross-section several times. Even if he avoided the bullet, he would still be hit by the circle of wind blades. cuts.

And this... is just a casual temptation from the other party!

Really, is this the power of the Dragon King level? Even if you know the identity of the opponent, the random attacks are inevitable and hard to avoid. It's really difficult!

However, the next moment, the corners of the clown's red mouth couldn't help but twitch, because the black shadow once again stirred up the area that he had stopped before, and countless metal shards flew into the air, and they seemed to be held by delicate hands. Then it was shaped into a shuttle shape, and the densely packed metal blades were pointed at him, blocking the sky and the sun. As long as the master of the domain gave an order, they would fly towards him and beat him into a sieve.

"Is it necessary..." The red-nosed clown watched as the field around the black shadow expanded. The air in the field was penetrated by the flickering current. The current burned the suspended metal blade red, as if it had just come out of the kiln. bronze dagger.

"I hope your dick is strong enough. My life is on the line...Old Tang!" The clown murmured in a low voice. The moment before he was swallowed up by the metal storm, his fingers slid over the blood on his cheek and smeared it. On the black seal next to you.

Before he finished speaking, the domain had already covered him, and the metal flying blades flying all over the sky drowned him!

"Damn it, is this really something that humans can do!" Mr. KFC couldn't help shouting when he saw this scene from a distance.

He tried to put himself into the perspective of the Clown Brothers, imagining the overwhelming heated sharp blades wrapped in wind and electricity shooting towards him, and then he expanded the realm of the Bronze Throne to the extreme, and then...he would be covered by It was full of dark holes!

"Hey, there is a beautiful woman standing in front of you, but you are paying attention to others, how disrespectful!" Mai Shutoku appeared from the "Midzhao", her figure was like a ghost that suddenly appeared, and the straight knife in her hand flashed, A shallow blood mark appeared on Mr. KFC's black arm.

That is the astonishing defensive power of the "Bronze Throne", which means that if the opponent is an extremely experienced killer like Shutoku Mai, an ordinary person would never be able to cut a mark on him even with a large sword.

Mr. KFC twisted his arm and blasted towards Mai Shutoku, but he couldn't catch the other party's ghostly figure at all, so he jumped out and stopped entangled with Mai Shutoku for the time being.

Looking at the altar submerged in lightning and metal, his scalp went numb and he couldn't help shouting: "Brother, are you okay?"

He was answered by a heavy heartbeat.

In the altar submerged by that terrible realm, something came alive, as if it were the heartbeats of a beast awakening, not one, but seven! Seven different heartbeats, pressing seven different beats, some are like loud bells, some are like rapid drums, and some are like crazy strings... Like a violent and ferocious band, they play a rhapsody, Want to roar the whole world!

The light of the cross flashed, and the seemingly unstoppable realm was actually destroyed! The thunder and lightning dimmed, and the metal in the sky once again broke into fine pieces and sprinkled down, like a black-gold rain... The rain gradually subsided, and the black shadow squinted, and a figure holding two swords appeared. shape.

A Japanese rib and an Atkan sword were grasped in his hands. "Lust" and "Gluttony", two of the seven deadly sins, were originally the two most noble dragon-slaying swords, but at this moment they were... Being held tightly by that person, they were as obedient as two children.

The red-nosed clown waved the short knife in his hand, and the air was easily torn apart. He awakened them with his own blood. Holding it in his hand, it was like the body of a dragon!

He inserted the "lust" and "glutton" in his hands into the stones of the altar, and there was no resistance at all like cutting into the air. His fingertips, still full of blood, slid across the dark red vine-like inscription on the knife case, and the remaining five swords inside buzzed, like a beating heart and a manic dragon's breath.

It’s not over yet! He reached out to the third handle. The shadow did not see whether he pulled out "Lust" and "Taotie" easily or with difficulty, but now he reached out and grasped the handle of "Greed" and pulled it out lightly, It’s as easy as pulling out a chopstick from the chopstick barrel!

"Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?...Who exactly are you?" The black shadow's voice was hoarse, as if his soul was trembling.

Even Norton himself could not make the seven deadly sins so... obedient! But the man in clown makeup caressed the seven swords as if he were caressing seven sensible children... seven monster-like children who were both sensible and powerful!