readx;? For a long time, Roy and the little keg still had the same expressions. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Slowly, Osmond sensed that something was wrong, "What do you two mean? Do you agree with the words of the Grand Duke?

Roy and the keg looked at each other, and they both burst out laughing. Roy smiled and said, "Little keg, I want to ask you a question, is this Grand Duke Odin stupid or stupid or stupid?"

The little wine barrel nodded, and he thought intently for a while, "I think, this Archduke Odin is a stupid, well, or stupid, I have to say that he is really a stupid!"

Watching the two sing and harmonize, Osmond was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, "You, you, good, good, good, I will definitely let you enjoy the rest of the time, wait for you!"

And those guards are naturally not stupid, Grand Duke Odin said so, and they naturally attacked again. And the three of them who took the opportunity to rest for a while regained a little physical strength again.

Brandon struggled to support himself, but the other two guards didn't notice that although Brandon had many wounds on his body, they were all minor injuries. And Grand Duke Odin's mind was all on Roy and the little keg, but he didn't notice Brandon's abnormality. Brandon squinted at Roy and the keg, but this time there was no struggle in his eyes.

Roy and the keg stood together, two dragons, one black and one white, swirling around them. The little wine barrel also put away the bow in his hand and took out a sword to fight. It's just that his melee skills are much worse after all, so Roy has been helping him defend.

"Ang ......"

The black and white twin dragons groaned in pain, two junior fighting spirits, one suppressing a giant dragon. The veins on Roy's arm flared up, and he frantically injected the dragon's spear with gold-based fighting energy. The dragon spear also roared, and the sharp qi was also suppressed by the two junior fighting spirits.

Roy's arms shook, but the two dragons were still suppressed alive and unable to move. The others slashed at the black and white dragon again, and the black and white dragon finally dissipated in pain.

Roy coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and the golden dragon and the black and white dragon were broken one after another, and he was also greatly injured. A mid-level Grand Fighter slashed at Roy's shoulder, and Roy grabbed the broadsword in his left hand, but shot the guard through the chest with his right hand. The guard looked at Roy incredulously, this is an injury for a life!

And the little wine barrel looked at Roy's tragic situation, he also went crazy, and he was seriously injured, and he killed the two guards of the intermediate big fighter. At this time, Roy also pierced the neck of another intermediate master when he was slashed in the leg.

The scene became extremely tragic, and with the death of the four mid-level Great Doushi guards, Roy and the little keg's injuries became more and more serious. The barrel's eyes were blurred, but he was laughing, laughing out loud.

Roy and the little keg were both covered in blood. Their clothes had long since turned red, not only their own, but also those of the guards. Roy also laughed, it's worth it, with so many people to accompany the funeral, everything is worth it.

On the other side, Brandon's situation was also dangerous, but strangely, he didn't suffer any fatal injuries. Brandon still had time to see Roy and the keg, and there was a hint of unbearability in his eyes.

"Little keg, it looks like we're really going to die together!" Roy said weakly. He only felt that the dragon's spear was getting heavier and heavier, and the hands wielding the dragon's spear didn't seem to listen to him very much.

"Ahem...... Yes, little Roy, let's die together!, but unfortunately I'll never see Sissi again, and I haven't harvested her as a handmaid!" replied the little keg coughing up a mouthful of blood, and replied weakly.

"Haha...... How is it? How does it feel to face death? Do you feel the great fear between life and death? This is what will happen to you if you offend the Grand Duke, but the Grand Duke will not let you three little animals live and die so happily!" Osmond said happily on the side.

And those guards looked at Osmond helplessly, if it wasn't for Osmond not letting them kill Roy and the little wine barrel, then those guards might not have died. In a life-and-death battle, they could only seriously injure or cripple Roy and the little wine barrel, which stiffly weakened their combat power.

Roy and the keg are the opposite, and now they're completely letting go. Killing one is enough, killing two earns one. The combat power of the two is also super high-level, even those two high-level fighters have many wounds on their bodies.

"Little Roy, I'm going to use my talent for fighting, but it's a short time, and you need to kill them as quickly as possible. It's been a long time, and I can't help it. At the critical moment, Jin Jia's voice reached Roy's ears.

A bright light shot out of Roy's eyes, he knew the golden armor's natural fighting skills, and he thought it would have a big effect, "Little wine barrel, get ready, you kill the senior great fighter guard on the left, and leave the rest to me!"

Hearing Roy's words, the little keg nodded despite his doubts. The small wine barrel poured all the fighting energy of his whole body into the sword in his hand, and he had already done his best with this sword.

"Talent Fighting Skill - Dazzle!"

"Gifted Fighting Skill - Shield!"

The four guards suddenly felt their movements slow, as if they were stuck in a swamp. At that moment, the keg also sent out the sword with all its might, and he stabbed it in the heart of the guard. The senior fighter guard on the left, die!

Roy also let out a loud roar, and he stabbed a shot into the chest of a junior fighting spirit. And the knife of the junior fighting spirit was also slashed on Roy's shoulder, and at the same time, the senior fighting master next to him also slashed at Roy's head.

It's just weird that neither of these two knives of theirs worked, as if Roy had become invulnerable. Roy fiercely pulled out the dragon's spear and stabbed the senior fighter in the neck again. That's it, the senior Dou Master guards and the junior Dou Ling guards, die!

The other junior fighting spirit didn't make the slightest move, and he looked at Roy in horror. I saw that a large hole was opened in the center of this junior fighting spirit's eyebrows, and blood gushed out of it. At the critical moment, Roy mobilized the holy spear in the dantian. As soon as the holy spear came out, this junior fighting spirit died!

The situation on the field changed suddenly, and no one could react. Osmond watched all this in amazement, it was really beyond his imagination!

"How is it possible? How can you kill two Dou Lings with one Great Dou Master? And depending on your rank, I'm afraid there are only junior Dou Lings, right? Junior Grand Dou Master killed two junior Dou Ling, this is incredible. Osmond muttered.

After the barrel struck with all its might, it stood still with its sword in hand. He didn't know why Roy had suddenly become so powerful, but none of that mattered. As long as Roy is still the same Roy, and his keg's best friend.

Roy gasped heavily, these three moves seemed to be extremely fast, but they actually took a lot of his energy. These three moves have to be calculated with great precision, and if he miscalculates one step, he is in danger. Similarly, in the case of injury, killing those three people also consumed a lot of his fighting energy.

Roy felt pain all over his body, and he struggled to hold the dragon's spear, but he stood upright. How can I say that he is worth it this time, even if he dies, he will be buried with so many people. Roy walked over to the keg, but the two stood together.

Roy smiled at the small wine barrel, "It's not a loss now, right? There are two fighting spirits to accompany the funeral, I think it's a good deal, right?"

The little wine barrel also smiled, "Yes, it's not a loss, anyway, our lives are not worth more than others." ”

"Hmph, joke, how can you die if the Grand Duke didn't let you die? The Grand Duke said that you can't survive, you can't die! Not to mention that you have now killed these guards in the Grand Duke's palace!" Osmond also recovered from the shock and said angrily.

Brandon and the other two mid-level Dou Ling guards also looked at Roy with shocked expressions, they really didn't expect that the two junior Dou Lings would be killed by Roy so easily. This is really incredible, is the gap between the ranks of the Dou cultivators fake?

"The day when the beloved son of the Grand Duke is buried will be the time when you will perish! You are really a genius among geniuses, but it is a pity that you are now going to be strangled by the Grand Duke of Ben. A genius is a genius, but it's a pity that your age is still too young, if you are given a few more years, this Grand Duke may really have no choice but to take you. ”

Osmond was surprised in his heart, could it be that the Manichaeans were really so strong, but then a perverted smile appeared on Osmond's face, "Hmph, what Archduke likes most is to stifle geniuses like you." No matter how talented you are, before you grow up, you're just an ant!"

Roy glanced at Osmond indifferently and said with a smile: "With your kind of heart, you will not be able to become a strong person in this life! Even if we die now, you will be killed in the future." What about the King of Dou, dare to fight!"

Even in the face of Osmond, Roy was not the slightest fear. Life is going to be gone, what is there to be afraid of? Now don't say it's facing the Dou King, even a Dou Shi can kill Roy. His injuries were so severe that even if his recovery ability was perverted, it wouldn't be able to heal in a short period of time.

"Haha...... That's right, the duke on the other side is coming, I'm here, you dare to fight!" The little keg stood with difficulty, but still spoke loudly. The keg is more seriously injured than Roy, and he's not as perverted as Roy.

Looking at Roy and the little wine barrel's reaction, Osmond's lungs really exploded, "The tiger is not powerful, do you really think that the grand duke is a sick cat?"

Osmond took a step forward, his hair windless and his robe puffing up. Osmond looked at Brandon but showed a sneer, "Two waste, you two flashed away! For so many years, the Grand Duke has really raised you for nothing, two fight one, and they can't even win!"

Hearing Osmond say this, the two mid-level Douling Soul guards looked embarrassed, but they also did as Osmond said. And Brandon looked at the two people who flashed to the side, and his expression became solemn. Even if there are two more intermediate Dou Ling, they can't compare to one Dou King.

Osmond didn't give Brandon much time to react, and in Brandon's stunned gaze, Osmond punched Brandon in the chest. This punch carried a monstrous momentum, and it was directly punched out at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. Brandon didn't react at all, he didn't even get a chance to shoot at all.

"Grand Duke Ben doesn't want to take your life, or you'll die with this punch!" Osmond said coldly.

"Ahem......" Brandon was directly knocked out by this punch, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment. Wisps of blood flowed from the corners of Brandon's mouth. Brandon struggled to get up, but couldn't get up.

"Big brother!" Roy looked at Brandon's situation but exclaimed, "Big brother, how are you?"

Brandon opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. It was not Brandon who answered Roy, but Osmond, the Grand Duke of Odin, "Hmph, your eldest brother's condition is fine, he can't die anyway." This Grand Duke is still very measured, and the next step is the two of you!"

Osmond walked towards Roy step by step, and instead of playing that unbeatable speed, he walked very slowly. Osmond looked at Roy and the keg coldly, he wanted to see the frightened looks of the two men.

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of Osmond's footsteps, as if a magic sound, struck Roy's chest. Roy only felt that the air around him seemed to repel him. The repulsion grew as the distance between Osmond and him grew shorter and shorter.

In fact, it wasn't the air that repelled Roy. Osmond used his momentum to squeeze Roy hard. Osmond has been a duke for so many years, and naturally has an imposing momentum.

But Roy didn't compromise, his face was already red. Although Osmond's momentum was mainly directed towards Roy, some of them still beckoned to the small barrel. Under this pressure, the little wine barrel could no longer stand, but he sat directly on the ground.

Looking at the small wine barrel sitting on the ground, Osmond's eyes flashed with a hint of pride. However, seeing Roy's reaction again, Osmond was dissatisfied. He continued to press his momentum and continued to squeeze towards Roy.

Roy only felt as if a mountain had pressed on his body, and it was as heavy as ever. The tip of the dragon's spear was also stuck in the ground, and Roy held the spear and stood with difficulty. He looked at Archduke Odin stubbornly, but it was impossible for him to give in.

"Da Da Da!"

Osmond continued to walk towards Roy, and in the face of the indomitable Roy, he was also on fire.