Seeing that it was Zao Wou-ki, Jian Yong's face immediately turned cold.

When a person meditates, he can easily remember that not long ago someone beat him like a dead dog in front of the princes and nobles.

"Zao Wou-ki, you still dare to appear in front of me, do you think I am generous enough to forget that level of shame." Jian Yong's face was hideous.

"However, if you kneel down and apologize to me today, and lick my shoes clean, I can let you go for the time being. Actually, the last time we were going to make you kneel down and learn to bark in the wave, we were pitiful and pitiful for you to be allowed to follow behind our ass, but you don't know what to do. ”

Jian Yong made a look, and a mage who followed him comprehended, and quietly took out an image crystal ball.

I'm going to record the lowly scene of Dun Yong, and then let everyone in Merlomag see it.

"Hurry up, come on." Jian Yong stretched out his feet.

"Look at you still look calm, you don't think that putting on this posture can scare me away, hahahaha...... Isn't your heart weak, panicked, and I can see through your mind......"

"Come on, come on, I can't wait to see you wag your tail and beg for mercy...... Yes, yes, yes, come over like this, remember, lick it clean, and make me satisfied, or I'll break your limbs, and you say that if you are teleported into the waves, what will be the result, I don't need to say more. Aha......"

Jian Yong's group of five people, in addition to him, there are two men and two women, a girl thief, a female mage, a striker with a heavy sword, and a bearded and muscular man.

They all looked at the man in front of them with disdainful and pitiful eyes.

What a shield warrior, it's disgusting.

The mage held the crystal ball firmly, her face flushed and a little excited because what she was doing was so unusual.

"I am the leader and witness of this event, maybe future generations will talk about this most rubbish brave man in history, and they will also say my name!"

"Bang."

"What is this...... It's fake, isn't it? The female mage suddenly trembled violently, and her pupils shrank to a point.

The magic crystal ball stained with blood in his hand fell to the ground because the owner did not grasp it steadily.

All four of them turned pale.

The mage closest to Jian Yong had a face full of blood, and blood was splattered on her eyes and lips.

The female mage subconsciously licked the liquid on her lips.

It was a mixture of white and red, salty, like tofu brain, but countless times more delicious than the tofu brain in memory.

"Vomit...... Vomit...... Ahem......"

When Zao Wou-Ki walked up to Jian Yong, he raised his hand.

At that moment, Jian Yong seemed to have expected Zao Wou-Ki to resist, and he smirked and drew his sword.

In the next second, Zao Wou-Ki should have hugged his shoulder-to-shoulder broken broken arm and rolled all over the ground, letting out a beast-like cry.

This is Jian Yong's thoughts.

However, as soon as his hand touched the hilt of the sword, the sky went dark, and it was a hand that slapped him on the forehead.

Jian Yong was startled, but not flustered.

With Dun Yong, what can I do if I hit me, but nothing can be changed, he continues to draw his sword, full of confidence, as long as the holy sword is in his hand, he is fearless.

But there is no after......

Zao Wou-ki's seemingly ordinary fleshy palm, but it condensed all his strength, and it was invincible. The moment it touched Jian Yong's forehead, it was like Mars hitting the earth.

Jian Yong's head was like a fragile eggshell, bursting directly.

It's not that the head is bleeding, it's not that it's being slapped into the chest and abdomen, but it's a more terrifying picture.

The ten-ton hammer hammered on a crispy watermelon is a true portrayal of Zao Wou-Ki's palm hitting Jian Yong's head.

A good head was gone, and the skull exploded, as if a fragmentation grenade was installed in the center, and the explosion shattered, and blood splattered in all directions.

Jian Yong turned into a headless corpse, topped by an empty neck that was gurgling with blood.

According to scientific research, human organs have a certain ability to remember.

Zao Wou-Ki saw this scene.

Jian Yong, who had turned into a corpse, did not fall, but continued to maintain the action just now, drawing his sword, the sword light was magnificent, and the power was undiminished.

Split at Zao Wou-ki's arm, leaving a red mark and cutting off two hairs.

Then, slowly fall backwards.

The female mage, who was splashed with "watermelon juice", bent over, put her hand in her throat, and retched incessantly.

Zao Wou-Ki suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been carrying a heavy mountain on his shoulders, but at this moment the mountain became lighter.

"I actually want to talk to you more, I want to see your incredulous expression, it will make my mood even better, but it's a bit boring, after all, I still have several enemies, and I'm in a hurry."

Zao Wou-Ki said to the corpse of Jian Yong who had dyed the land red.

"Ahh What are you doing! Do you know what you did! You devil! The swordsman shouted frantically, his mind in confusion.

He didn't have any thoughts anymore, just holding the sword in both hands, and rushed towards Zao Wou-ki.

Raphtalia met at an even faster pace.

She kills people with much more exquisite beauty than Zao Wou-ki.

A sword light swirled around the swordsman's neck, and his head gurgled and rolled down.

"Ahhhhh......h

The strong man in plate armor came to his senses, he was the man at the forefront of the sword warrior team, but at this time he was intimidated. He turned and ran, trying to escape the forest.

"Ah, Dun Yong is crazy, Dun Yong killed Jian Yong, ahaha, woo woo......"

Raphtalia sighed slightly, jumped up, and crossed a distance of dozens of meters in an instant.

The man who ran in front of him, completely exposing his back, slashed down from top to bottom.

The man ran a few more steps, and suddenly fell to the ground, the steel plate armor on his back several centimeters thick was torn, the clothes inside were torn, and the muscles were torn until the vertebrae were split in half, and the blood gushed wildly, and the man shook twice on the ground, gradually soaked in blood.

The thief girl who collapsed to the ground shuddered, and she crawled towards Zao Wou-Ki.

"Lord Dunyong, please let me go, I, I won't say anything, I haven't said anything bad about Lord Dunyong, I, I can follow Lord Dunyong, whatever the Lord tells me to do, I won't resist, please don't kill me......"

The good-looking girl prayed.

The sound woke up another witch, who looked around.

"All dead, all the partners who have been with us for two months are dead."

She also crawled to Zao Wou-ki's feet on her knees, and a flattering look appeared on her face that had not yet disappeared: "Lord Brave, it is more valuable for you to live my life, there is no magician by your side, and ...... I...... Still a virgin, those two little girls next to you shouldn't know anything......" She stood up for her good capital.

Raphtalia glared at them, she couldn't bear to kill the two girls.

However, are your breasts really unpleasant?

Raphtalia quietly shook her chest twice, and sure enough, she couldn't shake like the magician.

"Lord Dunyong, don't listen to her, she usually keeps saying that she wants to marry Jian Yong......" The younger thief girl didn't expect her companion to say something even more explicit than herself, and shouted angrily.

The female magician retorted loudly: "You are not the same, every day it is said that Jian Yong is the best man in the world......"

Zao Wou-Ki crouched down, his hands running across their cheeks, across their necks, and across their chests.

"No, don't, Lord Dunyong." They stepped back, resisting but somehow feeling extra exciting.

"If you have to be here......"

Zao Wou-Ki smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you. ”

His hands brushed their necks without hesitation.

Two crunchs overlap into one.

The souls of two young girls are broken here.

Before he died, he looked at Zao Wou-ki's eyes, puzzled, resentful, unwilling, and regretful.

If it weren't for the fact that Dun Yong didn't use this kind of thing because he heard someone say it, maybe they would have stood behind Zao Wou-Ki.

"Master, what now?" Raphtalia controlled herself from looking at the corpses of the two girls on the ground, because she couldn't help but wonder if one day she didn't listen to her master, would her master treat her like this?

"The corpses were put together and set on fire."

"Master, the holy sword of the Sword Warrior is gone." Raphtalia said in surprise.

The holy weapon that was still in Jian Yong's hand just now is gone.

"Ignore it." Zao Wou-Ki had already guessed this outcome. I'm afraid that the holy weapons that appear with the summoned brave will disappear because of the fall of the brave, otherwise by summoning so many brave people, there should be a bunch of powerful holy weapons left, so there is no need for them to evolve their own holy weapons.

……