After all, he is a modern person who has crossed over from the afterlife, and in terms of physique and kung fu literacy, he is very different from a serious punishment knight.

Dai Lan was able to hold on to Griff for dozens of rounds, which was much more than he expected.

Once Griff regained some of his senses and used a very ordinary knight's swordsmanship routine, wearing blue eyes was not enough. I saw countless sword tips up and down, left and right, like thousands of white flowers.

Although the two daggers separated Griff's iron sword from the diagonal slash, his chest was still blown away by a sudden slap. Qi and blood rolled all over his body, his stomach contracted, and a stream of hot blood gushed out of his mouth, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air like slow motion.

When Griff rushes forward, it's too late for the others to come to the rescue.

The eldest lady opened her pink lips to form an O-shape, her eyes glistening with tears, and her brain went blank.

Wang Fatzi was even more shocked, and began to scold his mother in his heart, and his thoughts flashed: If Dai Lan dies, I won't be able to live......

Dai Lan also knew that it was not good, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back. He concentrated his energy, using every cell in his mind to find a way to escape.

Suddenly, the exclamations around him stopped, and Griff's figure stopped in front of him as if frozen in frame.

OK, old friends are back!

Dear Time Freeze Frame!

Dai Lan didn't know how long the magic would last, and he used every millisecond to find the flaws in the other party.

Griff's stabbing sword, both in terms of angle and speed, was perfect. Even at high speeds, his feet are ideally positioned. It seems that there are no flaws in all places.

Dai Lan began to have a trace of regret just now. Mom shouldn't be reckless.

Seeing that the time freeze technique was about to disappear, Dai Lan found a problem: perhaps because he was too big, his iron sword leaned forward, and even his body was put in front of him, which meant that he had done his job in one battle. In this case, it will be much worse in terms of shifting the center of gravity and changing moves.

Dai Lan had just thought of a way to escape the blow, and the time freeze technique was over.

Lying on the ground, Dai Lan unexpectedly used his toes and shoulders as fulcrums, and his whole body quickly rushed towards Griff. Then his right foot blocked the calf bone of Griff's left leg.

Griff laughed in his heart, this stupid move is useless! Although he can lose his center of gravity and fall forward, the iron sword in his hand just inherits the weight of his body, and no matter how much Dai Lan resists, his head will be crushed.

However, he found that the superior, cold look in Dai Lan's eyes didn't look like he was going to suffer.

I saw Dai Lan's arm swing slightly, and the blade of the thunder god was close to the blade of the iron sword.

"Smack!"

Unexpectedly, the huge force actually broke the iron sword in Griff's hand!

Dai Lan swirled his wrist and slammed the dagger straight down Griff's throat.

Griff had no idea of the sudden mutation, and he was terrified to see Dai Lan's dagger coming at him. He had already given all his focus to Dai Lan, and it was too late to change at this time.

However, Griff is a punishment knight after all, and he has been fighting on the line of life and death for so many years, and he has a lot of experience in battle. Dai Lan's tricks are ingenious, and even use the principles of Newtonian mechanics, but after all, the strength and speed are insufficient.

Out of the instinct of survival, Griff mobilized the strength of his shoulders and threw the iron sword forward, gaining a small amount of regurgitation, while twisting the side of his neck and opening his neck.

Instead of stabbing Griff in the throat, the blue Thor's blade slashed a long cut from left to right on his pretty cheek, and thick, blackened blood rolled down.

Griff stood in the open space in the middle of the chamber as if he didn't feel any pain at all, blood pouring from his open mouth, making him look like a living zombie.

With a "dang", Griff's half-iron sword fell to the ground, and he couldn't believe everything in front of him.

"Lord Griff, you've been defeated!"

"Dai Lan's tricks are really strange, why is he so fast anyway?"

The knight in the room began to whisper.

"Dai Lan, I lost, you can kill me." Griff came back to his senses and said disheartenedly.

James gasped, mumbled, and stopped.

Dai Lan glanced at James and said in his heart: This old brother is too soft-hearted. How did you forget that he had avenged him?

I didn't succeed in the first blow, and I was a little annoyed. But at this time, according to the rules of the duel between knights, take the Thor Blade and stab a few times, Dai Lan can't do it anyway.

If this matter is given to Wang Fatzi, there is no doubt that he will have to go up to make up for the knife, because he is thick-skinned enough.

Dai Lan shook his head and stretched out the dagger full of blood, but rubbed it back and forth in front of Griff's chest a few times, wiped away the blood, and said lightly: "You go, I don't want to see you again." ”

With no one to stay, including a few elders, Griff walked away with his bleeding face on his face, leaving Celtic Castle.

Dai Lan looked at his back, and had a bad premonition in his heart: he would come back in the future, and when he met again, it might bring a lot of trouble.

"Haha, my dear Blue Knight, your swordsmanship has really opened my eyes. Are you using oriental swordsmanship? Grand Elder Galero suddenly stood up to round the awkward atmosphere, "I've been looking at that Griff for a long time, is it up to you to sit in his seat?" ”

The other two elders kept rubbing their beards, looked at the young man from the East with a smile, and said in unison to Count Jonad, "He is indeed suitable for the head of the Order of Intelligence. ”

Dai Lan sneered twice and walked up to the Great Elder, his face pale because his qi and blood had not yet calmed down. He patted Elder Gareiro on the shoulder and said with disdain, "I heard that you are in charge of the iron sword of the Robertson family, right?" Looks like you're going to have to change the recipe. If it were me, I would be embarrassed to hand over a sword of this quality to King Keller. ”

After that, ignoring the surprised faces of the room, Dai Lan pushed the door and walked out, leaving a tall and deep back for the people in the room.

Earl Jonad's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: This kid is a character!

The old gentleman touched Dai Lan, and then looked back at his precious daughter, whose face was crimson because of excitement, and seemed to think of something. Shaking his head, he said to himself: "No, resolutely can't ......"

When Dai Lan came out of the secret room and returned to his temporary residence in Celtic Castle, he was almost out of breath. Griff's palm nearly killed him. All he could feel was pain in every bone joint.

He lay on the bed for two hours, and when he was about to fall asleep, the door creaked open, and the obscene and huge figure of the fat man came in.

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