"You actually sent him out!" Flender's smile faded as he pressed the hilt of his sword with a slight force on his right hand, twitching the long sword at his waist slightly.

"Hehe, some people don't even want the final bottom line when they do things?" The cardinal archbishop slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and his robe turned out to be windless at this time, and he even made a grinning sound.

Tart poured a large glass of ale, spewed out a hot breath in his nose, and said: "Hmph, what if I sent it out, that old man only has half a life left now, and at most he can only burst out with the power of a saint-level powerhouse, if those little guys can't even carry this, then they don't deserve to have the wings of an elven dragon." ”

Flender's face changed slightly, but he never moved. He knew very well that he was not like the people in front of him, he represented the parliament, and the parliament was not his parliament alone.

These heads of the family can be shameless, but he can't. These people have no scruples, even the people of the Great Sanctuary are much freer than he came. All he could do now was to stay here quietly, looking at these hateful faces that didn't smile, so that things didn't expand further.

Flender put the sword back into the scabbard, and laughed: "There is some truth in this, let the junior's matter be solved by the junior, that person is just a half-life waste person after all, and he may not be able to kill anyone." ”

Tart laughed, and Flender slammed their glasses, and they both drank their wines in an instant.

The old man not far away sighed and filled himself up.

At this time, among the ruins outside the holy city, a dazzling white light pierced the sky, and in the night, a rickety old man in a black cloak gradually stood up straight, and his skin wrinkled like tree bark gradually became ruddy.

That year, as the personal guard of the second son of the Kefile family, he encountered a strong enemy when he went out to play with the 12-year-old young master, and he fought bravely to kill the enemy, but in the end he was defeated, and watched the little master being brutally killed by a group of gangsters.

When the strong family arrived, there was no one at the scene except him, and he was too seriously injured and left disabled for life. Originally, the strength of the saint level was less than thirty percent left, barely reaching the level of a grandmaster.

However, the second prince did not blame him, but still got close to him, told him that it was not his fault, told him not to think about it, and asked him to protect the eldest young master.

Years later, the same thing happened again. Back then, his strength was not good, and he couldn't protect the people he wanted to protect, but today, in the face of a group of hairy boys who are generally only level 50, he still hasn't protected the people he wants to protect, which makes his brain crash instantly, and his heartstrings, which have been tight, are suddenly broken, so that he does not hesitate to unlock the power sealed by his body, but also to protect the safety of Belloc, which is his only belief now.

It happened so quickly that even Hoyle had a look of horror on his face at this time. Glancing at Ron, who was not far away.

Ron had summoned his summoned beast at this time, and a huge phoenix phantom shadow was like a line behind him, and a pair of fiery red wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

At the moment when the phoenix appeared, a black-robed figure in the well that had not moved suddenly trembled, and the next moment, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face. "Yes

It's it, it's it, there's nothing wrong with it, it's the Skyfall Phoenix. But why did the Heavenly Falling Phoenix appear here, could it be ......" The black figure didn't want to think about it anymore, and at this moment there was only boundless anger in his eyes.

Ron came to Lea and Ivy with one arrow, and without saying a word, he copied the two in his hands, and fled backwards with the two on his left and right. In three or two steps, he had already opened a distance of 100 meters from the old man.

He knew very well that the old man in front of him should indeed be a strong man before, and from his comprehension of skills, he had reached the peak, perhaps because of the relationship between the old injuries, he had been suppressed at the current level, once liberated, with the explosion of strength, the old injuries on his body would naturally also erupt.

If this old man had a few years to live, it was even today as the last round of moonlight he saw.

The green dagger in the old man's hand was slowly getting longer at this moment, and there was still a compelling cold aura on the three-foot-two-inch blade. "Leng Fengjian, my old fellow, I've been waiting for this day for too long, are you also waiting for this day?"

There was a humming tremor on the green blade, as if in response to his master.

Hoyle's face changed suddenly, and although he didn't recognize the old man, he recognized the sword.

The sixth-ranked Leng Feng Sword of the Top Ten Assassins, Beiluo Li, is rumored to come from the eastern city of the distant continent of Terence. There are countless souls who have died in his hands, but one day this person suddenly disappeared, as if the world had evaporated, but he didn't expect to see this person again today.

Hoyle's first instinct was to flee, this kind of strong man who ranks first in the world is afraid that he can crush himself with one finger. So he resolutely retreated, and with him was a colorful tiger.

When Hoyle left, he wanted to take Gina away, but Gina said that he would not leave, and in desperation, he could only leave first, as long as he returned to the city, with the deterrence of the archbishop, the Naxfil family did not dare to go too far.

The other people who stood in the way quietly retreated as soon as they saw the old man's breath soaring, these people are all life-sparing people, they have a life to make money, and they have to have a life to spend it, obviously, if they stay here, not only will they not get any benefits, but they will also get their lives into it.

In just a few moments, only Ron and the old man were left in the Ruined Land.

Ron stared at the old man, facing an enemy who now had saint-level strength, he really couldn't think of any way to save his life.

"Lao Li, don't be in a hurry to kill them, stay alive, I want to torture them well, Young Master Ben has never been so embarrassed as he is today. Belloc adjusted his breath and crawled out of the rubble, followed by his two summoned beasts, a slender wind snake with thorns on its cheeks, and a mouse-like thing that had always been brown and had a long tail like a life-harvesting death scythe, the one who first hurt Ron.

"Yes, young master, you go to the side first, and I will be able to end the battle soon. Lao Li shook the long sword in his hand, and the sword body made a buzzing sound. "Don't stand still, old man, I want to have a decent opponent in my last battle. ”

As he spoke, his long sword stabbed at Ron. Looks like that one

The sword was unremarkable and extremely slow, but Ron only felt that there was sword light everywhere in front of him, and the sword rain in the sky swallowed him like a vast river.

A series of sword light rolled over Ron's body like a sword flower blooming in the void, and in the eyes of others, Ron only raised his arm slightly, and the old man had already walked from Ron's front to the back.

Immediately afterwards, there was a popping sound, and the robe on his body instantly collapsed, and more than ten or twenty wounds appeared in an instant.

The wounds were deep and shallow, high and low, but without exception all avoided the vital point, and the stabs were all insignificant, and Ron even felt that his movements were not hindered, which showed the subtlety of the old man's attack.

Liya's eyes suddenly turned red, the white light of the staff in her hand flickered, and the blades of light continued to attack the old man. It's just that Liya's strength hasn't even reached the grandmaster, and those light blades attacked the old man, and before they reached him, they melted away like spring snow meeting the sun, and they couldn't hurt the old man at all.

Seeing this, Ivy took a deep breath, her strength was only that of Wen Sheng, and her level 58 divine soul power was enough to support her to release a sect craftsman-level magic, even if she couldn't defeat this old man, she would definitely be able to hurt the other party.

She held her staff in front of her and chanted obscure incantations in her mouth. Born in the Walland family, she naturally has no shortage of high-level magic, which is the heritage of a family.

With the chanting of the incantation, the ice elemental between heaven and earth gradually became violent, and countless elemental particles condensed towards Ivy's side, and there was an illusion that heaven and earth were changing with it.

The old man's steps towards Ron paused slightly, and he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's really not bad, it's a pity that the skill of the sect craftsman level can't hurt me, but ...... I don't need you to do it. ”

The words fell, and the old man disappeared out of thin air today, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Liya and Ivy. With both hands into a knife, he wanted to directly slap Liya and Ivy to death under his hand knife!

"Don't!"

Seeing this, Ron's eyes widened, and a beastly roar erupted from his mouth. The staff in his hand stomped heavily on the ground, and it was inserted into the ruins. Suddenly, red runes appeared on the ground, and they instantly spread out to the surroundings.

The old man was suddenly alert, and the movements in his hands slowed down for a moment, that is, in this moment, Ivy and Liya suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and his hand knife fell into the air in an instant.

Ron gasped for breath, the wounds on his body bursting open, and blood gushing out. But he didn't have time to care about the injuries on his body, and as soon as his mind moved, the newly formed phoenix behind him spread its wings and flew towards the old man.

The raging fire on the phoenix's body lit up the sky, and a loud phoenix roar in his mouth made the old man's footsteps stop slightly for a moment.

The old man frowned, as if he was a little afraid of the phoenix. But soon he came to his senses, "It's a pity that your master's strength is too weak, so that your coercion can't affect me at all. ”

The old man was like a killing weapon without emotion, and when he saw the phoenix rushing towards him, the green sword in his hand was raised high, and he slashed down in the direction of the phoenix.

Ron gritted his teeth, endured the pain on his body, and shouted, "Feng Xiang strikes!"