"Slash!"

A middle-aged man named Thero grabbed the hilt of his sword with both hands and slashed at the dwarven king's head. The dwarf king did not dodge or dodge, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of disdain, and the fighting aura that exuded a fiery aura surged from him, causing the strength of his arms to increase rapidly. I saw that his long hammer quickly lifted up and grabbed the long sword......

"When~"

The sword slashed against the hilt with a loud crash, and although Tello jumped with the help of gravity, he was still inferior to the Dwarven King in terms of strength. The huge impact force made him almost unable to hold the sword, and the whole person fell back again and again after landing on the ground.

Tello retreated nearly ten steps before stopping the retreat, he couldn't help but feel slightly bitter in his mouth, the dwarves have always been bullied by the Rothschilds, which made him despise the dwarves, but he didn't expect that this dwarf king, who has always been inconspicuous, is so powerful, he is not an opponent at all.

The Dwarven King didn't intend to stop, and he quickly rushed towards Tello with a hammer taller than himself. The body was constantly colliding with the air due to its speed, and Thero's eyes couldn't keep up with his speed, so he had to close his eyes to sense the other party's position through the flow of air around him.

"Kill!"

The Dwarven King let out a loud cry and slammed his hammer down on his head. Tello didn't dare to make a hard connection, his feet staggered, and he moved more than a meter to the side. The dwarf king castrated non-stop, and the long hammer in his hand turned sideways and smashed into Troll's waist.

Tello didn't expect the dwarf king to be able to change his moves at such a high speed, but it was too late to dodge, so he had to hold his right hand on the shoulder and press his left hand on the sword to block in front of him.

"Dang!"

The hammer head smashed against the sword, and the sword body was bent inward with great force, forming a bow. Tro's legs form lunges, and spider web-like cracks form in the ground beneath his feet.

"Die!"

The dwarven king used his whole body fighting energy, and the fiery breath came to his face. The muscles on his body bulged, and the meridians above erupted from the increased speed of blood flow. A tremendous force was poured into both arms.

Tello had been extremely reluctant to block this blow, but now that the Dwarf King suddenly increased his strength, Tello was suddenly unable to resist. The big sword in his hand also shattered because he couldn't stand the huge power, and the hammer head passed through the big sword and hammered his stomach, and the huge force made Tello's whole person fly upside down, if he hadn't used his fighting spirit to protect his abdomen in an emergency, I am afraid that he would have been directly penetrated by this hammer.

"Bang!"

Tello rolled on the ground a few times and then crashed into a tree, and at this time, Trona was still calm, only to see a large hole in the clothes in his abdomen, and a huge bruise formed on his belly. Several fragments of the great sword pierced his body, blood spilling from the wounds and staining his clothes red.

"Hiss~"

When the people on the coalition side saw this result, they immediately gasped. Tello is one of the five god-level peak masters in the coalition army, although his strength is not the strongest, but it is not too bad, he didn't expect to be defeated in just a few tens of seconds. Looking at the dwarven warriors cheering at the victory, the leaders of the coalition looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes. At the same time, they all nodded, and then whispered a few words to the guards beside them. The guards were a little dissatisfied at first, but then nodded in agreement.

The Dwarven King looked at the coalition forces and said with a murderous face:

"My Dwarf King Garrot? Limal? The furnace gives you another chance, leave or fight! ”

None of the leaders of the coalition answered, but let the surrounding coalition forces begin to retreat. When the Dwarven King and the Dwarven warriors saw the coalition retreating, they burst into cheers, cheering for their victory

"Frozen for a thousand miles!"

Suddenly, a deep and old voice sounded from the coalition army, and suddenly layers of thick lead clouds appeared in the sky, and snow began to fall, and the temperature of the area with the dwarf king as the center for nearly a mile instantly dropped by dozens of degrees.

"It's not good, it's the magic of the human race, everyone run away!"

The dwarven king immediately felt bad when he saw this strange situation, and hurriedly beckoned the dwarven warrior to leave. It's just that it's a little late, and I saw a thin layer of ice appear on the ground in a blink of an eye, and it is constantly thickening, and more than a dozen dwarven warriors are frozen because of their lack of strength, and in the blink of an eye, they become a lump of ice.

The Dwarven King unleashed his fighting spirit, raising the temperature around him to prevent him from being frozen, and protecting several weaker dwarven warriors around him. The rest of the dwarven warriors followed suit, using their fighting energy to raise the temperature around them, and then quickly rushed outward.

Due to the small range of magic, they quickly rushed out, only to be in danger again before they could rejoice. I saw that four or three god-level peak masters with more than a dozen god-level masters were constantly rushing to kill among the remaining dwarf warriors, and those dwarf warriors were the opponents of these people, and most of them were killed in the blink of an eye.

The dwarf king was a little slower because he had to protect several clansmen around him, and when he rushed out of the magic area and saw the scene in front of him, the corners of his eyes suddenly cracked, and a rush of blood rushed to his brain.

"Ah~"

The dwarven king let out a roar of rage, and the whole person was like a mad demon, and the evil aura rushed towards the sky.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The dwarven king rushed into the crowd with his hammer, like a wolf rushing into a flock, and no one could stop him. Those god-level masters were killed by him like chopping melons and vegetables, and bright red blood sprayed all over his face. Seeing that the people around him were shocked, those ordinary god-level masters were actually killed by him, but no one dared to step forward around him.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, four cold snorts came, and I saw three swordsmen and a magician come out, and the three swordsmen surrounded him with horns from each other, while the magician stood on the periphery and chanted the incantation.

The dwarf king looked at these four god-level masters, and his heart was also stunned. Although he is strong, he can easily deal with any of them, even two can be tied, but three have no chance of winning. Coupled with a magician at the peak of the god level, he is likely to be killed in seconds. Mages have always been a nightmare for the dwarves, whose fighting talent ranks extremely high among many races, but they do not have the slightest magical talent, and they cannot sense the existence of mages by sensing the fluctuations of magic around them when fighting mages.

The Dwarf King looked at the four god-level peak masters surrounding him, his anger gradually subsided, and the blood red in his eyes slowly faded. He squeezed with disdain on his face and said:

"You people are arrogant masters at the pinnacle of the god level, and it is really shameless for four people to besiege one person, and even kill the juniors!"

The four god-level peak masters were blushing when they were said by the dwarf king, originally they didn't want to besiege the dwarf king together, but their young master issued an order, if they didn't carry it out, then what was waiting for them would be worse than death. In the face of life, what is the use of frugality!

Those four god-level masters had to abandon the dignity of their masters in order to survive, and they slowly narrowed the encirclement and prepared to attack. (To be continued.) )