Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Fall (Part 1)

"How dare you!?"

The angry voice sounded from behind, and the old man slowly turned around and smiled coldly.

"This is just charging some interest, and the capital has not been calculated with you!"

A bamboo pole, which seemed to be used for drying clothes, suddenly appeared in the old man's hand, and went directly to the deck.

Bang la blah.

Like a drop of water falling into a whole lake.

The entire bamboo pole actually broke down into countless small insects and frantically burrowed into the deck.

Thousands of cracks spread apart, and the deck of the so-called division of the third floor of the Rouge Dock with the inner five pavilions cracked on the spot.

As for the iron sheet below, it is also being frantically bitten by the insects, and dozens of small holes have appeared.

"Ghost?!"

At this scene, the old bustard's eyes were split, and he was furious, and he shouted angrily.

"Who the hell are you, do you know what the end of this will be!"

"Even the old man doesn't know, so he dares to imprison the old man's personal disciples, who gave you the guts!"

Disciples?!

Ma Lao Bustard's face changed.

"Are you...... Master of the Spellless?! ”

"Humph!"

A cold snort is enough to identify yourself.

"Now that you know the name of the old man, you still dare to go against the old man? Are you dying too long? ”

The appearance of the old god made Ma Lao Bustard slightly stunned.

Could it be that this unspelled master is a very famous master?

It's impossible, it doesn't make sense.

As the ruler of the world's first green building, Ma Lao Bustard is still very well-informed about the news on the rivers and lakes.

And the vision is not ordinarily high.

The second-rate masters circulating in the rivers and lakes have long been unable to enter her eyes.

Her level has already come into contact with the realm of ghosts!

Many of the people she knew were strange people who could slay ghosts.

It's also focusing on collecting all kinds of ghost weapons to increase its strength.

Due to the wide range of contact, Ma Lao Bustard is very sure that the Master of Spellless is not a big man at all.

At least in the rivers and lakes, they have never heard of this person, and those strange people who can kill ghosts don't know any uncursed masters at all.

Even Ma Lao Bustard once suspected that this uncursed master was a lie made up by Guo Li, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

That's why Ma Lao Bustard dared to detain his own disciples and ask about the whereabouts of the ghost.

But the current situation is completely beyond her expectations and out of control.

Taking a deep breath, Ma Lao Bustard calmed down and said coldly: "Master of No Spell, I have to admit that some of the things I did before offended you. But these things can be resolved through negotiation. As long as you stop now, and compensate for the loss of my Rouge Dock, I can consider letting your personal disciple leave. Otherwise...... At one's own risk! ”

"At your own risk? Ok, good, good! A mere mortal would dare to talk to me like this! It seems that people in the secular world still haven't changed at all, and they will always be so ignorant of life and death! ”

Two spears suddenly slipped out of the Curseless Master's sleeve and were firmly grasped by him.

Raised high, and just as he made the action of preparing to throw, the body of the unspelled master suddenly trembled slightly, and the movement paused.

A trail of blood slowly spilled from the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't that he was attacked, but that his injuries had flare-up.

There are not many places where Master Uncursed lives, and the reason why he lives near Jingxin Lake now for several months is because he has been injured and needs a suitable place to recuperate and recuperate.

Unexpectedly, the disciple who was responsible for taking care of his daily life had an accident.

Let's not mention the attitude of the master of the unspelled master towards the disciple of the personal lineage, just the fact that the disciple of the personal disciple was arrested, but the master did not come out, was known by other peers, and it would definitely become a joke among peers!

Both fame and prestige will be greatly reduced.

That's why the Master of the Unspelled Master hurried over after noticing the anomaly and inquiring about the news.

Although the physical injuries are not yet healed, there is no need to exert much strength to deal with such an inaccessible organization as Rouge Dock.

"He's hurt?"

Ma Lao Bustard's heart flashed with secret joy.

Since the arrival of the Master of Spelllessness, the pressure in Ma Lao Bustard's heart has been very great.

The strength of the other party is unfathomable, and the ghost weapons are one after another.

Although she has collected a lot of things over the years, she has raised the foundation of Rouge Dock to the level where she can contact ghosts.

But against such a guy, there is still no bottom in my heart.

Now that I saw that the other party was not in a good state, I suddenly had some thoughts.

However, Ma Lao Bustard still did not rush to make a move.

After all, the longer the time drags on, the better it will be for her.

If the Son of Heaven commits a crime at his feet, the personnel in charge of guarding it will not turn a blind eye.

Stomp and tread.

The sound of dense footsteps in the distance has sounded.

Rows of moving fires, from far to near, gradually approached the microwave lake.

If the Master of No Spell can't solve the matter of Rouge Dock in a short time, then what he has to face will not be as simple as Rouge Dock, but the garrison force of the entire capital, which is to challenge the authority of the Son of Heaven!

But the Master of the Unspelled didn't seem to notice this, or rather, he didn't care.

Wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth, clench your guns, and throw the Uncursed Master hard!

Sou!!

Two spears, whistling, lightning fast.

The others scattered...... Minoan Shield! ”

The quaint and old wooden pier is held in front by the Ma Lao Bustard.

As if it has a locking function, it swings from side to side, one will automatically aim at the spear on the left, and the spear on the right.

"Great!"

As far as his mind went, the wooden shield suddenly increased, enough to cover the whole body of the Ma Lao Bustard.

Looking at the spear, which was already close at a short time, her mood became nervous.

Over the years, although the number of ghost weapons collected by Rouge Dock is quite large, the number of actual battles is very small.

She doesn't have much confidence in how far she can use the ghost weapon, and she can only ...... after actual combat

Bang!

Bang!

Thoughts are forcibly interrupted.

It was the sound of a wooden shield colliding with a spear.

But the sound only lasted less than a second......

Boom!!

Wooden shield, split on the spot!

Yikes!

Yikes!

Blood splattered from his eyes, staining the ground red.

Two spears, piercing through the chest, stuck in the body of the old bustard.

It was only a moment for Ma Lao Bustard to realize that this was a ghost artifact that was too far from the grade.

Her shield couldn't defend against the two spears at all, and it was shattered on the spot, which is why she ended up like this.

This shot ...... How can it be so sharp......

Poof.

Ma Lao Bustard fell to his knees, blood gushing out.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his hands trembled, as if he wanted to take something out of the ring.

"Mom!"

"No!!"

The girls in the Qinglou behind Ma Lao Bustard rushed up one after another in surprise, and the other guards of the Rouge Dock all rushed towards the Master of the Unspelled.

Whew.

The Master of the Spellless is not in great shape either.