Lu Ming nodded, not commenting on Phil Xilu's words, but the next moment, something suddenly happened in the field that surprised the blonde princess.

I saw that the long sword in the old man's hand suddenly flashed with a strong magical light, and he took advantage of the momentum to blow the long sword in Bewa's hand directly, and stabbed the young warrior's arm with a sword.

"His strength is still above Bewa?!"

Seeing this scene, Philshiro was a little shocked.

Who is Beva? Those are the warriors of their holy clan, the warriors of the holy clan, but they are generally more powerful than the warriors of other clans.

And the Beva in front of her is still one of the most powerful, otherwise she wouldn't have let Beva make a move again and again, the reason is not that she believes in his strength.

Unexpectedly, now Bewa was injured by an old man in his sixties who looked tired, which made Philshilu a little difficult to accept for a while.

Fortunately, after Bewa was stabbed by the old man, he was not slow to react, and quickly retreated, dodging the opponent's next fatal blow.

At the same time, the battle on the other side of the field has brought about a earth-shaking change in the situation.

I saw that after Rodara rushed in front of the lord, he swung his sword down on the spot, and the other party hastily defended it, and fell into a situation where his arms were shattered.

"Ah!!h

After the middle-aged lord's arm was shattered, he immediately bent down in pain, covering his right hand, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he looked extremely painful.

After all, Rodara is a warrior of the Holy Clan, an existence with a status far higher than that of a warrior, how can the lord of a small clan resist the magic in his hands.

After a flaw appeared in the middle-aged lord's movements, Rodara did not hesitate to pierce the opponent's chest with his big sword.

After all, if two clans are at war, once the lord is dead, then their clan is undoubtedly the loser, and the territory will face the fate of being annexed by the enemy.

Therefore, when the clan is at war, taking the lead in killing the opposing lord is the most common routine in war, and when he sees the opportunity to kill the opposing lord, Rodara will naturally not hesitate at all.

And after that lord was pierced by a great sword in his chest, he naturally did not continue to live.

He looked down in disbelief and glanced at the great sword pierced into his chest, as if he didn't expect his life to end here, and before he could raise his head, his body slowly fell to the side, losing his vitality.

"Your Lord!!"

After the lord fell, the old man who looked like a butler on the other side noticed the scene.

Then, as if he had gone mad, he dropped his rapier and rushed towards him.

So much so that he didn't care about Beva, who could have been killed by him.

After Bewa escaped from the old man's sword, he also had an incredible feeling, and then couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lord, lord, lord......"

On the other side, the old man looked at the lord who was already motionless under him, and slowly squatted down, his eyes were still a little stunned, and his lips trembled, as if he didn't want to believe that the scene in front of him was true.

He didn't expect that the lord of his family would die at the hands of the other party in a single moment.

The old man slowly covered the lord's eyes, his face filled with grief and disbelief, making his wrinkled face look a little worried.

In just an instant, he burst into tears, hugging the corpse of the lord on the ground, and couldn't help crying:

"I'm sorry...... My lord, it's the old body that didn't protect you, if the old body can help you resist them for a while......"

After a pause, he didn't know what came to his mind, and suddenly he burst into tears:

"I'm sorry old lord...... Before the old lord died, he entrusted you to me to assist you as the new lord, but you never liked to manage the territory......

"I originally thought, then give up the territory, after all, you are the descendant of the old lord, as long as you can live happily, the old body will be satisfied, but I didn't expect the end ......"

"Even you couldn't hold ......"

When the old man cried to the end, he buried his head deep in the chest of the corpse, and sobbed silently, it seemed that he was really heartbroken.

Lu Ming, Phil Xilu and the others watched this scene and did not speak, but on the other side, Bewa, who was injured by the old man, took the opportunity to walk back.

Seeing his return, Phil Shilu's expression revealed a hint of seriousness, and he asked:

"Beva, what level is that old man's strength?"

She really wanted to know about this issue, after all, this person was able to hurt Bewa in a few rounds with an old and decrepit body, indicating that there was probably a big gap between the two.

She had a vague guess about the old man's strength in her heart, but she was not sure, waiting for Bewa's confirmation.

To this, Bewa smiled bitterly and replied:

"That old man's strength is definitely above me, I'm afraid that when he was young, he was undoubtedly an elite warrior......"

"Warrior Elite ......"

Hearing Beeva's confirmation, Philshiro couldn't help but look surprised.

The so-called elite warriors are elite warriors who have surpassed the ordinary level, and they are the strongest among the warriors, and these people are further up, that is the level of warriors.

"If you didn't feel it wrong before, the magic power on that lord's body should also be at the elite warrior level......"

Saying this, Philshilu's face couldn't help but become cautious.

Although in the battle just now, the old man's magical aura was not exposed too much, so that she didn't notice the true level of the other party, but the lord who burst out of magic at the beginning of the battle she felt clearly.

That is undoubtedly the strength of the elite warriors.

Thinking of this, Phil Shilu couldn't help but show regret on his face, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and the old man who was holding it and weeping bitterly, and said to himself:

"It's a pity, such resources are enough for this clan to develop into a large clan......"

"It's a pity that it's all destroyed in the hands of this useless lord."

Fil Hiru said, shaking his head, he didn't like this kind of person who had mastered great power but didn't know how to use it well.

However, when her words reached the ears of the old man who was crying bitterly, she provoked the anger of the other party, and even clenched her fists tightly.

But after a while, he suddenly sighed, gently wiped his tears, and said a little dejectedly:

"Forget it, I'm not qualified to say anything more now......"

"Think of it as my punishment for indulging you for so many years......"

The old man looked at his lord's corpse in distraction, and then slowly drew the dagger from the lord's waist.

"For this reason, the old body can only apologize for his sins by death."

With that, he closed his eyes, slashed his dagger at his neck, and fell in a pool of blood with his lord.

When he was dying, he didn't resist anything, after all, the lord he was loyal to was dead, and there was no point in what he did.

What's more, the person who can kill his lord in a single face, he also knows that he can't beat it, so he chose a better way to die.

As soon as the old man died, it meant that the clan in front of him had completely lost its combat effectiveness, and at this moment, he was waiting for Lu Ming to plant his flag here.

In this regard, Phil Shilu first turned her head and forgot about what was behind her, and then she looked at Lu Ming with a smile and said to him:

"From now on, then, this territory will be yours, my lord."

The corners of Phil Shelu's mouth had a hint of playfulness.

There was another meaning in her words, that is, to abide by the previous agreement, from now on, she and her attendants have also successfully joined Lu Ming's clan.