Dees and the others looked at each other. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

They know Jesice Piefa too well!

Although she looks like a delicate and delicate girl, she is actually soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and her personality is tougher than that of ordinary men.

It stands to reason that Jesitifah's profession is a warrior monk, but in actual combat, she is wild and can even compete with high-level berserkers, so these people are curious about her elders, who have never met before.

"What the hell is sacred, look at what scares you!"

Saron pursed his lips and said, "Fighting the dragon alone sounds pretty violent!" ”

"But it also depends on what kind of dragon species it is!"

"Golden dragon, silver dragon, red dragon or something, I may not be able to beat it."

"But the white dragon ...... That's the weakest dragon, and when it's a year, it's barely a legendary creature, including Jess Tifa, who can't bully you? This is going to be forced to run! What the hell did that elder do to you? ”

Lily said softly, "Tell us about it!" I hope I can help you,

Jessie Piefa shook her head and didn't say anything.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall, from far to near, and when he approached the door, the man deliberately put his steps down, as if he had buttoned the door knocker a few times, and walked in directly.

It was a steward of Ymir's mansion who entered, and as the man entered the hall, Dies's brow furrowed unconsciously.

Because of his familiarity, he immediately sensed that the steward's expression was a little strange.

"Oh no, sir! Young Master Alam has been hijacked! ”

The steward's face was full of anxiety, and as expected, something big happened.

"Now Captain Southlot is with the guards, blocking the man at the door."

Before the steward's words had fully fallen, he heard a faint commotion in the front yard.

Screams were mixed with rage, and it was clear that the guards had clashed with the hijackers.

…………

"Kill you......"

"Belt, hurry up and save the young master!"

"Ah......h

"Belt! You hold on, I'll come to your rescue right away. ”

"Against the enemy...... Matter, I'm fine...... It is...... Rib...... Bone...... Shattered...... Small half a fan. ”

"Dare to beat my brother, I'll fight with you......"

A pot of porridge was broken in front of the door of Ymir's mansion, the axe roared, the sword qi was rampant, and the piercing sound of bone cracking was accompanied by a rapid scream.

"It's said that you can't beat her, don't do it, don't do it......" Aran was tied into a rice dumpling, wriggling on the ground like a caterpillar.

Judging from the scene, the black-clad guards of the Ymir family are besieging a silver-haired woman, but judging from the results, it may be more accurate to say that she was single-handedly hanged.

It is the side with fewer people who hangs and beats the party with more people.

After a while, the ground was full of Imir's guards, either with broken hands and feet, or broken ribs, all of which were hard injuries from heavy hands.

"Every guard is a first-class expert, it seems that my disciple's family background is really extraordinary!"

The silver-haired woman had a good time, although she was under siege, her demeanor was relaxed and natural, she swayed at will, all attacks were blocked, and occasionally she could get a scream.

At this moment, some people tried to rush over to rescue their Arran, but unfortunately, although the black-clothed guards were numerous, they couldn't suppress the silver-haired woman at all, every time someone approached Alan, she could take time to punch in the air, whether it was a middle-level warrior or a high-level warrior, all of them had broken bones and broken tendons.

"Stop fighting! I promise you, can't I be your disciple? Syria cried out hoarsely.

He has a very good relationship with these people in the house, especially these black-clothed guards, who usually take care of him.

This time, when he saw that he had been kidnapped, he killed him without saying a word, and even if he found that the enemy was too strong to be defeated, none of them retreated.

Aran was moved in his heart, for fear that this evil star would be able to fight and cause the life of the black-clothed servant to be ruined.

The silver-haired woman's jade arms are as soft as bones, catching clouds and wind, seemingly gentle and soothing, with a beautiful posture, but in fact, they are shrouded in the vital points around her body, holding, lifting, winding, trapping, and dragging, and her techniques change one after another, almost at the same time, she has won seven or eight long swords stabbed from different directions, different angles, and different times.

Whether it is the timing or the strength, the tool is so wonderful, it looks simple and direct, but in fact, it is a perfect combination of experience and moves.

She rubbed the long swords in her hand into a peacock and said with a smile: "Did you hear that?" I'm your young master's teacher, hurry up and stop, if you want to step forward again, I'm going to make a heavy hand! ”

These black-clothed guards were not deaf, they would believe her nonsense, and those who lost their weapons took half a step back, and the others tacitly stepped forward to fill in and forced up again.

The silver-haired woman's face suddenly turned flat, and the two snow-white little hands that looked more tender than tofu rubbed and pressed, and these long swords made of stainless steel were like clay, and they were crumpled into a ball of iron in an instant, and then pushed forward with one hand, and the iron ball was hung with terrifying wind pressure, and it exploded out like a cannonball.

"Be careful!" Aram shouted.

Southlot was quickly sweeping towards his young master, his face changed when he heard this, his long sword was as fast as lightning, and he slanted towards the evil wind behind him, and his body made dodge movements at the same time.

Click......

The long sword in Soloster's hand was broken into four or five pieces, and his back was scraped off by the raised blade on the iron ball, and a strip of flesh two fingers wide was scraped away, and the blood immediately stained the placket of his clothes.

Thundered......

The iron ball went all the way forward, piercing through the two houses in succession, and finally penetrated the outer wall of the third house, and with a bang, it embedded in the second wall, and the entire sphere was sunk in, spreading countless cobweb-like cracks in all directions.

"It's the strength of the human wrist ???"

Southlot was dumbfounded, sweat instantly wetting his clothes.

If it weren't for Young Master Aran to remind him!

If it weren't for my strain that surpassed the previous limits!

If it's not for luck, the sword just hit the iron ball!

And most importantly...... If it weren't for the other party's lack of killing intent, he would be a dead man by now!

Yes! There is no killing intent, no matter how lucky he is, it is impossible to stab the backhand with a backhand sword directly opposite the back, so the trajectory of the iron ball is originally biased, and it may shatter one of Southlot's arms, but it will definitely not kill him.

Is this all her strength? Southlot suddenly realized, maybe for this stunning woman, just now may not even be a battle!

"Stop!" Southlot shouted.

The black-clothed guards gave the order to prohibit it, and the moment they received the order, they stopped attacking and slowly retreated.

These people stared at the silver-haired woman fiercely, even if they knew that they were invincible, but their momentum was not weak, and there was no fear in their eyes, including the guards who were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and there was only anger in their eyes when they looked at each other.

The silver-haired woman let go of the neck of the guard in her hand, let the other party go soft to the ground, and glanced around at the guards, and couldn't help but have a hint of appreciation on her face.

"Not bad! It's really nice! I'm afraid that the court warriors of the five empires won't be stronger than you! ”

The silver-haired woman looked up at the door beam in front of her, and couldn't help frowning: "Ymir? I don't think I've heard this name somewhere. ”

Southlot glanced around, those who could stand, plus his own less than ten people, all the black-clothed guards, including Hans, who came back from the beginning, were all there, all of them were above the middle rank, this lineup, even if it was twenty times his own heavy cavalry, he dared to charge head-on, and had the confidence to cut through the opponent's line.

But now in less than two minutes, more than half of his subordinates have been lying down, and the opponent is just a delicate woman with bare hands, it is really a fiasco that can't find any justification, and he can't help but feel miserable in his heart.

The silver-haired woman said lightly: "It's not a shame to lose to me, but you can hold on to my hands for so long without being wiped out, you can be proud!" ”

Southlot shook his head and said indifferently: "The strength of the opponent is not a reason for failure, it can only set off the weakness of our waiting." ”

The silver-haired woman's good-looking eyebrows raised slightly, and said, "Since you have such an awareness, why don't you fight to the death?" ”

Southlot smiled strangely and said, "Because we've done the job!" ”

"Look for death!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar swept away, and the doors and windows of all buildings within a few hundred meters were creaked.

The gate of Ymir's mansion violently squeezed out a tyrannical wind dragon, not the effect of any spell, but the pure physical power crushed, compressed the air, and then violently exploded, and the two black-clothed guards near the door were suddenly lifted more than a meter high, three or four meters away.

The silver-haired woman's face changed color for the first time, her waist sank and her horse was tied to the horse, and between a posture, her indifferent and casual temperament became the heaviness of the mountains and rivers.

It was too fast, the word was still dozens of meters away, and death came closer, and along with the word death came a big scary fist.

The silver-haired woman could see clearly that an unusually tall figure was punching dozens of meters away, and when the fist fell, it had already come to her face.

"Open!"

The silver-haired woman's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the whole person went from static to mobile in an instant, and threw a punch forward with all her strength.

Bang......

As if the siege cone hit the city wall, the wind pillar directly hit the silver-haired woman first, and then two fists with a huge difference also collided together, one soft as boneless, the other huge and powerful, and finally made a loud sound that was evenly matched.

..................Bang bang

Immediately afterward, the people present only heard hundreds of violent crashes in a row, and the huge bangs were almost connected, and the frequency was very fast and deafening.

After hundreds of punches in more than ten seconds, the dust and smoke rose, and it was impossible to see the fight inside at all, only the ground shook slightly, which showed the intensity of the battle.

Bang

A human shadow suddenly flew out of thin air from the smoke screen, flying up three meters high, more than ten meters away, with a little silver glow, and plunged headlong into the thick wall opposite Ymir's mansion.

There was a moment of silence.

Bang

It was as if a thunderbolt had struck out of thin air, and the opposite wall exploded violently.

The wall, which was more than three meters high, one and a half feet wide, and more than five meters long, was instantly blown into overwhelming pieces of masonry by a powerful force, and the sound of breaking the air was terrible.

Gravel is flying, as powerful as a crossbow, enough to kill people on the street!

Seeing that the black-clothed guards were about to suffer heavy damage, a huge spell shield Huo rose to the ground, enveloping everyone, and the astonishing kinetic energy of the shard bearer hit countless ripples like the surface of the water, bouncing away from afar, Southlot couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, he knew that his life and that of these brothers had finally been saved!

To be able to instantly launch such a large-scale protection spell, there is only one person in the entire Ymir family.

………… Dees, Lily, and the others stood on the top of the steps, staring solemnly at the smoke-shrouded ruins opposite, as if a terrifying monster was waking up from its slumber.

The smoke screen in the field gradually faded, and the first to reveal an unusually tall figure that seemed to be cast of copper and iron, with a bronze strong physique, and a face as ancient as a rock without sorrow or joy, like a silent god of war.

Aran stared blankly at the majestic figure, and roared madly in his heart: "I knew he wasn't an ordinary pervert!! ”

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Obviously won the victory of the attack, but there was no joy on Salon's face, his indifferent eyes were firmly fixed on the opposite smoke screen, where a shadow stood, faintly visible graceful figure, full of silver hair, moving without wind, like a group of demons dancing, and like a hundred ghosts, the perfect body was like a volcano awakened, erupting wildly, lawless and unruly.

"This person is tricky, and Salons probably can't support it, so we'll see how well we can support it later." Diese said coldly suddenly.