The middle-aged man glanced at him very contemptuously, it seems that Wang Shizi is not as weak as he imagined, he does underestimate his ability, and he still has the protection of the magic ring on his body, so he needs to be more careful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wang Shizi also gave him a disapproving look, looking very disdainful, which made the middle-aged man very annoyed.

The big knife in his hand was thrown into the air, and the middle-aged man tiptoed lightly, suddenly rising like a dragon, holding the big knife steadily, and quickly slashing down towards Qi Yurong. Qi Yurong did not retreat but advanced, the long sword in his hand pointed directly at the housekeeper, the swords intersected in the air, and slashed through, only the sound of "Titicaca" could be heard, and sparks were jumping in the Yunjin Tower!

If it weren't for the fact that the Yunjin Pagoda was built with large rocks and built layer by layer, the horror would have become a sea of fire here. However, the three-legged blood crow seemed to like the smell of fireworks very much, and when it smelled the smoke of gunpowder in the air, it flapped its black wings even more wildly, and no one dared to approach it except the butler.

Before he could calm down for a moment, the middle-aged man suddenly jumped up, and a tiger came out of the mountain, the big knife in his hand contained infinite power, and the blade was faintly cold, like an invisible blade, slashing towards Qi Yurong's head.

Seeing that the big sword was about to fall, Qi Yurong's pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand melodiously blocked forward, hitting the big sword. But he didn't expect that this time the housekeeper used a lot of strength to deal with him, Qi Yurong couldn't help but tremble, staggered, and took several steps back.

The corners of his clothes were cut by a big knife, and he almost died, but fortunately he didn't fight hard, but after feeling that the situation was not good, he cleverly dodged it, and only then did he escape. But then, there are not many such opportunities, because the power of the steward is really terrifying.

Even Wang Shizi himself doesn't know where the middle-aged man started, he is already sucking the blood of living people, after so many years of accumulation, now his strength is much stronger than his own, and it will never work to fight hard.

The two fought for several rounds, Qi Yurong gradually got the upper hand, of course the three of Qingli would not stand idly by, they had already said that they would help him get rid of the middle-aged man, and they would definitely do what they said!

The four of them went into battle together, surrounded the middle-aged man, and the three-legged blood crow that fanned out black gas hung directly above the middle-aged man's head, always vigilant against everyone, and became the middle-aged man's "eyes behind the back".

With the help of the three-legged blood crow, the middle-aged man has a clear understanding of the situation around him. Haha smiled, the rough laughter was particularly loud in the Yunjin Pagoda, and it wasn't until a long time later that the laughter dissipated, and the middle-aged man shouted: "You all give me death!"

As long as you defeat them, let them be your own blood slaves, let them be respectful to themselves, say whatever they say, they have to do it, and let them be punished in the most cruel way!

"You don't enjoy the good glory and wealth, but you want to go against me, Lord Qi, you forced me to do this!" the middle-aged man shouted loudly, and the voice shook the entire Yunjin Mountain.

Qi Yurong chuckled lightly and said coldly: "This should be what I said to you, you are the steward of the Yunjin Mountain Blood Clan, the power is only under me, and I haven't interfered too much in your affairs, you yourself don't enjoy the glory and wealth, but you want to make trouble, and now you are embarrassed to count me down, what is wrong with me Qi Yurong?"

Without saying a word, while Wang Shizi was speaking, the middle-aged man hooked his left foot, jumped into his hand, and slashed towards Wang Shizi. However, these actions are only in the blink of an eye.

Wang Shizi had long expected that he would take the opportunity to sneak attack when he wasn't paying attention, but now it seems that it is really good, and a villain like him will only play some small tricks.

Wang Shizi had been prepared for this move, and he deliberately made an unsuspecting appearance. When Daiya was about to fly over like a meteor, he swung his long sword and stretched it forward, coming head-to-head with the broadsword.

The sharp broadsword swept across the sword's body, making a strong metallic grinding sound, leaving a bright scratch on the longsword. The housekeeper's strength was really amazing, and Qi Yurong was shocked in his heart, I was afraid that he was not his opponent.

Looking at Wang Shizi's appearance, it was obvious that he had been hit hard by his own strength just now, but his expression was still calm, and the middle-aged man had some scruples in his heart, after all, he still had a magic ring on his body, and he couldn't take it lightly.

In fact, Qi Yurong was in a lot of pain, but in order not to let the housekeeper discover his embarrassment, he endured it and didn't show it, because once it was exposed, he would attack in an all-out way, so he would at least be a little jealous.

Although Qi Yurong forcibly held back, he still couldn't get through, his body was slightly good, and the blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, dripping on the floor tiles, and blooming into bright red plum blossoms.

"It turned out to be a lie, I want to see how long he can last!" The middle-aged man saw Qi Yurong's reaction and said secretly in his heart.

"Lord Qi, it's too late for you to change your mind, hurry up and hand over the ring to me, I may save you from death. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" the middle-aged man threatened.

Although Qi Yurong was seriously injured, he would never give in like a housekeeper, absolutely not!

Yingrun's lips moved slightly, and Qi Yurong replied loudly: "Don't you think! You want to get the magic ring, unless I die!"

"Do you really think that you are so precious that others have to bow down at your feet and call you Wang Shizi duplicitously? Well, since you want to die, then Lao Tzu will fulfill you!" the middle-aged man said loudly, while the big knife in his hand was thrown out again.

With a snort, seeing that the big knife fell, Qi Yurong wanted to block it, but he was in terrible pain all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to hold the sword.

And at this critical moment, Chen Wenjia stepped forward, and the purple sword and the broadsword collided in the air, cutting the broadsword in two, and falling to the ground with a bang, falling into thousands of pieces.

With blood on his mouth, Qi Yurong smiled happily and said, "Thank you!"

Chen Wenjia also smiled at him and said lightly: "You're welcome!"

Looking at the metal fragments lying on the ground and sleeping, the big knife was actually broken, and now their two magic weapons have been destroyed by them, you say, can a middle-aged man not be angry?

"Ah......h

A beastly roar spread through the Yunjin Pagoda.

The three-legged blood crow gathered its body, screamed strangely, and fell towards the middle-aged man, merging with him. Suddenly, the butler became a half-human, half-bird monster, and he had an extra set of hard armor. The black gas dissipated, and the moonlight shone in, shining with a cold glow.