"I've heard that you demon seeds are brave and good at fighting. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Today, let's stop the dispute between the two armies for the time being, and let's compare the strength of each individual first?"

Above the iron wall, a cold, dry and thin man was talking.

His body looked fragile and fragile, but his voice was unexpectedly huge.

Not only could everyone on the Iron Wall Pass hear it clearly, but even the sentries of the Northland army in the extreme distance did not miss a word.

In the beginning, let alone the Northland soldiers.

Even the generals who were considered their own people on the iron wall were a little unbearable.

"General, just let him do this nonsense?" someone whispered to Howard.

"Yes, what did he think of the battlefield? Is it child's play? It is actually like in those legendary novels, and there are really such fools in this era?" The other man was also indignant, feeling that the fool from the Central Royal City had lost their faces.

"Let's see. Howard, however, shook his head and motioned for the others not to talk too much.

Looking at Howard's appearance, some people had already understood what was coming, so they didn't speak, and just watched as Miles, the envoy of Central Kings, continued to provoke there.

Later, what he said became more and more unpleasant, and even the Northland soldiers, who had never cared only about winning or losing on the sword, were angry at this kind of war of words.

"So you demon seeds are such cowardly as rats? When I was in the Central King City, I heard that your demon seeds all grew in the wind and snow, and they were extremely strong, and it seemed that they were all boasting about themselves. Miles sighed as he said this, as if in utter disappointment, and turned to leave.

"I'll fight you !!" Finally, there is a demon seed who can't help it, even if he knows that this violates military discipline, it is more likely to fall for the enemy's trick to lure the enemy.

But the glory of being a warrior in the land of the Northland could not allow him to tolerate such slander from his enemies.

The man strode forward, carrying an incomparably sharp bone spear that he had made from the fangs of a mutated snow dragon when he killed it with his bare hands when he was twelve years old, and he was used to using it in battle, even if the army issued a harder, sharper standard weapon.

It was a symbol of his honor.

"Good. Miles was so excited to see that someone was finally out of the game, and as soon as he stepped on the top of the city, he was about to dive in.

"Lord Miles, please be careful, after all, there are many enemy forces below, if there is any danger, please ask us for help immediately. Howard said lightly at this time.

"No need, thank you for the kindness of the general, although my Miles is weak, but I am afraid that it will not be a problem to retreat with my whole body. Miles paused slightly, didn't look back, and just said.

The faces of the generals around Howard were all dark, and this guy was sarcastic about them both openly and secretly.

Moreover, his public challenge this time was also obviously to show his strength and embarrass them.

"You're not on their side, are you?" said the man with a huge box in the dark, standing with the sun who was watching the farce outside.

"No, although my brain is not very good, I also understand a truth, this world is still the world of the general, and trying to do something else is self-defeating. The sun looked at Miles, who had jumped off the city, as if he had seen a dead man who had stepped into the River Styx.

Oh, he's not even human.

It can only be regarded as a dead corpse.

Miles landed softly under the city pass.

I couldn't see at all that the head of the city, which was at least thirty yards high, actually jumped down, and there was nothing to do.

It's really a bit of strength.

The Northland warriors have launched a wild charge.

His rather large body, combined with his solid plate armor, almost resembled a humanoid snow bear.

The bone spear sliced through the air and slammed into Miles' chest.

Miles faced the high-speed Northland warriors, but he unhurriedly stretched out a hand, as if waiting for the other party's spear to arrive.

He was going to catch the spear with one hand.

The spear arrived.

The spear accompanied the massive size of the Northland warrior, sending a blast that was almost like a small blizzard.

"Poof-" The spear pierced into the flesh.

The next scene is supposed to be that the emaciated Miles is like a rag, knocked into the air, and then smashed into the wall behind him with great force.

However, it didn't.

Miles' arm, the impaled arm, seemed to have an unparalleled elasticity, elongated with the impact, then retracted, and his other hand, along with the impaled hand, lifted the Northland warrior into the air.

The Northland warrior was at a loss for a moment.

He tried to struggle violently, but he couldn't muster his strength at all.

And Miles, holding the Northland warrior who weighed at least three or four hundred pounds, was as relaxed as if he was holding a goose feather.

"You're strong. Miles said as if complimenting, and then he slammed his hands hard.

"Tear--" There was a voice that I couldn't bear to listen to.

The Northland warrior was torn in half from the middle of his body.

His armor was indeed hard, but instead of destroying his armor, Miles destroyed his inner flesh directly from the junction of his armor.

Blood and intestines splattered all over the floor, and then quickly froze into frost by the extreme cold.

Quiescence.

There was silence.

"He's that kind of monster too. After a while, one of Howard's generals said.

"Yes. Howard nodded, nothing too surprised.

On the Northland army's side, the soldiers in charge of the outpost were all wide-eyed, they couldn't believe that the human who looked extremely thin had actually torn the most powerful captain of them in half at once.

"Hey, you guys, are you coming, if you are scared, go back to your hometown to drink milk, maybe I will spare you from death when I fight in the future." Miles casually threw the corpse of the Northland battlefield on the ground and gently wiped the blood that had been splattered on his face.

"Who do you want to spare from dying?" At that moment, footsteps sounded from behind the Northland soldiers.

The man in the dark clothes and the long knife came slowly, and behind him was an iron tower like a mountain.

"You are Su Junyan?" Miles's expression changed rapidly, becoming extremely excited and bloodthirsty.

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The first update.

I've been impetuous lately, and it's inevitable that the quality of what I've written is not good, sorry. (To be continued.) )