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The mountain wind howled in the forest, and wild animals quietly emerged in the darkness.

Farther away, wolves barked low.

The Titanson's granite-like body was blocked at the entrance to the small cavern, and in the darkness in front of him, Griffith, armed with a pocket knife, faced him with an indifferent face.

In the second half of the night, the mountain wind blew wildly, and the night in the Hill mountain forest after the beginning of autumn was cold, after all, it was a mountain forest area, and the altitude was more or less - earthworms and unknown creatures chirped, and in the cold night, the dew began to condense. In another three or four hours, they will usher in the dawn of the next day.

At this time, the bright moonlight peeked out of the gloomy clouds and half of his head, and between the clouds and mist, he shone on the vast land, showing a little brightness.

At the same time, under this deep and wide sky, on the narrow ground, in the small caves, fierce conflicts are being staged fiercely.

The rough, hairy arm clenched a long sword the size of a door panel, cutting through the faint light of the night and slashing down in the cold wind. The stone chips in the cave were still floating, and the thin man standing in the shadows slowly raised his arm. In the brightness and light of the night, a great shadow struck the man's raised arm......

Immediately after that, the huge wind sound from the impact poured into the ground of the cave, and the majestic ghost man more than three meters tall wielded an unstoppable giant sword, tearing the person's line of sight and slamming into a small piece of iron the thickness of chopsticks.

The demon's black hair was swept up and down by the wind and waves caused by the impact and friction, and the man raised his head and glanced behind him. When he turned around, a voice came from his throat, and the vision that came out of his body also flashed with a mysterious and brilliant light: the Seven Realms of Lunchi, the first realm - the realm of strength......

Open!!

The words fell, and the sound of the long sword breaking through the air fell. Something seemed to move in the smoke and dust, and for a moment, there was a loud collision and a crisp sound, until the sight was strongly fluctuating and concuzzating, and the upside-down human body and stones were washed away, and then it belatedly squeezed into the five senses of the person.

In the bright moonlight, the breeze came slowly, touching the treetops of the green forest, swaying lazily and slowly. In the stone cave on the ground, the figure flew in the cold light, and in the distorted sound of metal, the unstoppable reflection of the cold light of the Sensen giant sword slammed into Griffith's raised knife like a rainbow......

It was held firmly by the man.

Griffith held the knife in one hand, holding it upwards slightly. The door-like sword was like a hard, primitive lever that connected Griffith to the ghost-man Titanson, who was now muscular, and his male biceps and chest muscles were throbbing, bulging into a hard, thick mass. The small snake-like vascular burst is dense on the outside of the skin, forming a spider web-shaped structure locally.

This muscular hunk who is feared by everyone and is nicknamed a ghost man, but his face is flushed at the moment, his hands are holding the hilt of the sword, and he uses all his strength to press down.

On the other hand, in contrast to the former's strong body, it is like a big demon with slender bean sprouts, with a slender and straight body. He maintained the one-handed movement of raising the knife, his jaw raised weakly and arrogantly, and easily pressed against the ghost's blade. The upward arc of the arm leaked out, looking loose and relaxed.

The image flickered, and then in the shallow moonlight from the shallow rock hole, the man named Griffith raised his hand briefly. The knife in his hand was driven by this, and he gently pushed it towards the forward...... In the next second, the ghost man Titansen, whose face was burned in the eye, felt a torrent-like force, which poured in unstoppably from the node where the blade touched.

He couldn't help but step back, leaning back, staggering almost out of the hole. At the same time, in the swaying of his body, he shook his dry eyes in disbelief and looked at the man, but his head and thoughts had already turned around:

This power ......

What's going on......

No one answered him, because at this very moment, the 'thin' young man with the ridiculous knife in his hand put down his arm and the short knife, shook his head, and looked over. With his eyes in the air, the other party opened his mouth and smiled, and then the whole person kept trotting over.

It was a strange kind of broken footwork, which seemed to follow some kind of law of heaven and earth, and when it moved, it seemed to be slow and fast, and it came to the ghost man almost instantly—and at this time, Titan Sen had just broken free from the upward momentum caused by the huge force of the opponent's sword.

Radiant ......

The tiny body stops at the huge flesh that slowly 'flies' in the air. Beneath, shadows spread in the moonlight, and Griffith drew the ridiculous blade and slashed again—the experience of years of fighting came into play at the most critical moment, and the ghost's broad blade tilted in its way.

The huge and small knives collided again without any fancy fancy, and in the midst of the piercing metal twist and sparks splashing, Titanson's body overturned and his feet were nailed to the ground, his face flushed, and his entire torso leaned forward, unable to retreat.

But the force coming from the hilt of the knife was too great, and he was finally pushed out again, and his leather shoes slid back in the cave of the rock, and finally stepped on a raised stone, and his body had a fulcrum, and he barely stopped.

Blood and qi surge, and a rare strong enemy triggers the unyielding soul of the ghost man. His skin trembled like the bark of a dry old tree, and his burning breath hit the demon's face head-on. Griffith looked at the other and frowned slightly. And at this moment, the hairy strong man who was continuously knocked off was all bearded and bloody, and roared angrily and raised his sword to cut over.

The big demon subconsciously wanted to hold the knife in both hands, and directly slashed it with his great power. Halfway through that action, the left hand followed up to the hilt, and suddenly it occurred to me that the handle of the cheating knife in my hand was not long enough to be dual-wielded......

The big demon who found this matter put away his face a little embarrassed, and he put his left hand back. Above his head, a huge long knife approached his body, Griffith's eyes were faintly narrowed by the reflection on the blade, and then he faintly glanced down at the 'small short knife' in his hand, as if he was about to reach out to stab others, the movement was weak, and he sighed after all. Then, the man seemed to have made a certain decision, and the short knife was reversed in the palm print of his right hand, and he was suddenly grabbed by the backhand: "Force me to make a trick, the beast will take it, the mystery - blind *** slash the ......, let me go to hell for enlightenment." ”

The man's emotional voice came from under Bai Sensen's 'door panel', and in the next second, like a flash flood and a lonely boat in a storm, the ghost man Titan Sen's body was directly spun and flew out of the cave in that torrent of knife intent.

And Griffith, who slashed out a knife, kept at his feet, and the Achilles tendon exerted force, following the trajectory of the human body that was knocked away, and the last shot came first. When Titanson's body was still stretched in the air, and when he leaned back, the big demon had already 'leaped' above his head - the big man below saw the thin figure coming towards him, and when he looked at each other, the other party tilted his head with a serious and righteous face.

Then the man stretched out a foot from top to bottom and stepped heavily on it in the same position that came from above......

Bang~~

The giant human body fell straight down, smashing directly into the ground, revealing a crack.

The ghost Titanson's face was numb and painful, and his head was buzzing and roaring, like ten thousand goddamn bees in his ears. For a split second, he seemed to feel a mountain weigh heavily on his face......

Griffith used the reaction force of the ghost man to move forward a little more in the air before he landed.

He turned around and looked at the man who had fallen heavily on the ground, shaking the ground on all sides, and finally had a little smile - he loved to play with your muscular sticks, walking without turning, everyone didn't use their brains, hey, these little arms and legs -

It's okay to be cute......

The ghost man in front of Griffith is the type with explosive attack power and lack of flexibility. Such a person, dealing with people of lower rank than him, is like a heavy tank, and whoever comes will kill him. Even against those who are not outstanding in agility at the same or high level, they have a chance of winning.

But this strength is far from reaching the upper limit of the crushing level, once the legs are short in the world, the innate divine power will not be able to save you. As long as the enemy has a little common sense, plus a little strength, and a targeted attack, the kite alone can play him to the point of exploding his lungs. It's rare to find someone as upright as Griffith, and a good comrade with him who is hard steel.

In addition, the big demon has always advocated balanced development, although agility is not particularly outstanding, in the same level, with technology and awareness, there is not much pressure to fight these stupid big men. Not to mention those special elders on the earth who are particularly good at agility and have a cheap personality, you have no discussion at all.

In the past, the big demon had fought an enhanced version of the ghost man. He is none other than the Nebuja Cardin on the Genma side who does not hesitate to undergo the transformation of the human body and gain strength. In other words, the strength of others is indeed strong, and it is not at all comparable to the current Titan Sen.

What's more, Mr. Nebuja Cardin, the executive officer on the Genma side, knows his weaknesses, and his priorities are clear, and his personality is also despicable. knows how to fill in front of Griffiths with his little brother's life to consume Griffith's physical strength.

Therefore, when this guy who waits for work is fighting against Griffith, the big demon is theoretically worthy of him. However, the physical consumption is too great, and it is estimated that it is enough to choke the other party to death, and it is true that he was reversed. In the end of that battle, it was the big demon who had no choice but to unseal his Lunqi first realm state, exchange injuries for injuries, and fight violence with violence, and barely win.

However, this guy in front of him is a little less than Nibuja Cardin, and he is stupid to carry out, and half of the combat talent of the executive officer on the side of the family is not bad.

It's enough for the reckless man of the ghost man to fight bravely, but he knows that his legs are short and bulky, and he doesn't want to hide his clumsiness, but he is hard and strong...... This seems a bit unsightly. I really thought I was the protagonist of the novel, and the enemy didn't have a brain.

And after Griffith blasted the Titan Sen out of the cave and stepped on the other party half dead. The battle outside the entire chaotic cave is also nearing its end.

When Liang Qiuzhi heard the sound, he was pinching the neck of a crowhorn elite. When the sound of the ghost man landing on the ground came, he subconsciously turned his head, and the elite in his right hand slowly slid down in the tiger's mouth he let go.

At this time, it has undergone some cleaning. Originally, there were sixteen hawthorns left, and after removing those who had just been choked off their necks and suffocated to death, there was still one last survivor left.

And as the remaining two light-armored knights escorted Princess Didias out of the cave slowly, the last hawthorn was also controlled by Liang Qiuzhi's hands, and he wiped his neck cleanly with a knife.

Speaking of which, Liang Qiu's intellectual methods are indeed weird, and at close range, he can already use brain waves to directly affect the behavior of many people's bodies.

The last guy who was disturbed by his brain waves, struggling with both hands with a sharp scimitar and poking his neck in horror, the shot is really weird. The bulging biceps, the veins, and the expression on his face all showed that the man was trying his best to resist to the death, but the enemy he was resisting was his own hands that had been obedient to him since birth, and the scimitar was stuck between the palms of those hands, and in the frightened cries and palm prints of the other, it was unwavering to the delicate neck - until at last, the poor creature could not escape his fate of disposing of himself.

Captain Liang Qiu, the sunny little white-faced captain of Quan Jichi, had a compassionate face before he started, and he didn't want it with a bitter face. But once you do it, you just turn your face and don't recognize people, how can you see him be a little soft when you kill someone?!

When fighting the ghost man in the cave, although Griffith did not deliberately hit hard, in conscience, with his crushing strength and consciousness, he could be regarded as a Titan who died directly in front of the hard steel, and the total time was less than three minutes. But in the short period of less than three minutes, Captain Liang Qiu kept that innocent face and had been killed outside the cave with a river of blood and a mountain of corpses.

Liang Qiuzhi, who had returned from the state of battle, looked at the complicated and speechless eyes of Princess Didias and her two personal guards, touched his head in embarrassment, and looked apologetic: "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength, and I hit ...... hard."