"It's boring!" Looking at Sumer, who was already paralyzed on the ground, Lu Sien, who had just found some feelings, was obviously very unsatisfied. But judging from Sumer's current expression, after swinging the sword just now, the young knight's belief was almost shattered by Lu Sien.

Just looking at his current lookless eyes, Lu Sien was like being poured a basin of cold water, and his fighting spirit was instantly extinguished.

Slaughtering unarmed and uncapable of resisting objects, Lu Sien has not done such a similar thing, he is not enthusiastic, and he is not repulsive. The bottom line is that he will not create senseless killings, unless doing so will bring him great benefits, and now it seems that the benefits have been received, and the rest should be to share the risks behind this matter.

Although he is a reckless warrior, Lu Sien will definitely not be the stunned young man in the impression of ordinary people.

Slanted his eyes and glanced at Sumer, and Lu Sien, who had relaxed, suddenly felt a feeling of weakness through his bones, the secretion of adrenaline slowly returned to normal, and a feeling of soreness all over his body was exuded, and the wounds on his body gradually came with a hot burning sensation one after another.

Wheezing a few times, forcibly suppressing the dizziness that gushed out in his mind one after another, although Lu Sien's figure was shaky, he still tried his best to carry that iron-blooded image for this.

Exchanged swords with his left hand, raised his hand and gestured towards the silent stands at this moment.

This battle was beyond the expectations of everyone present, the whole battle was almost Sumer alone to press Lu Sien to fight, at the beginning of what attracted everyone's attention, it was still Lu Sien's seemingly indomitable image, Sumer added the sound and light effects of divine power effects, it does look much cooler than Lu Sien, and the thunderous weapon exchange one after another also shows the fierceness of the battle.

In the eyes of viewers who don't know the truth, after Sumer swung that phantom blow beyond their imagination, Lu Sien's defeat was no longer in suspense, although it was almost a blow with the full strength of the middle knight, but the privilege of being able to make the fighting spirit out of the body and conjure up a phantom attack only belonged to the paladin, or the knight, who was higher than the rank of the big knight.

But it's ridiculous to say that they haven't even seen such a knight, and they can't imagine it.

Although most people didn't see it clearly, the phantom of the black knife that Lu Sien swung out did have a terrifying power, that kind of fear that made people chill to the level of evil, in just a short moment, the hearts of most of the people present were filled with a heartfelt palpitation, and until now, they have not recovered.

Although on the surface, it just seems that they are all stunned.

Black Knife Night, a special effect that can continuously transform the fear of the battlefield into the vitality of the sword-wielder, is not just a casual talk.

After talking to the marquis, Lu Sien thought deeply about it and tried it alone, but with little success.

In fact, at that moment, his own beliefs had gradually taken shape, but he himself hadn't realized it yet, and the power of the black knife was far from being able to control it for him now.

However, it was also relying on the fear of these onlookers that Lu Sien had enough strength to swing the final blow, the last blow of the withered and crushed Sumer, although it was very shallow, but the last straw that broke the camel's back, Lu Sien's, was so heavy than Sumer's.

However, with Lu Sien's raised hand, everything was over, and when everyone subconsciously understood that the inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly disappeared, the cheers for the victor resounded in the sky.

Hmm, now my reputation is in hand!" Lu Sien shook his body, thinking as he fought the waves of dizziness that welled up in his mind.

The sudden outbreak of sound made the extremely weak Lu Sien stumble undetectably, and when the enthusiasm of the crowd subsided slightly, Lu Sien once again held his sword high, and the sunlight reflected on the tip of the sword with a dazzling feeling.

After a few breaths, the environment became silent once again as Lu Sien turned in a few directions, waiting for Lu Sien's declaration as the victor.

"Well, it feels good!" Lu Sien shrugged his shoulders, grinned, and stopped in the direction facing the Marquis, who suddenly instinctively felt a little bad, and subconsciously prepared to let his Buck Knight step forward, but it was too late.

"I won!" Lu Sien shouted as he raised the cracked sword in his hand, and cheers erupted around him. "I won the Sumerian knight's life!I can slaughter him now!" Maintaining a grinning expression, the reflection of his teeth made Lu Sien's slightly distorted expression look a little bloodthirsty.

The marquis is a little square, although Lu Sien's distorted expression is only because it affects his own wounds, but the marquis does not understand this, and is a little afraid that Lu Sien will directly slaughter Sumer.

After all, so many things have happened, he is not sure if Lu Sien will still abide by the agreement with him yesterday, Lu Sien has become what he is now, and he has also contributed a lot to it, judging from Lu Sien's performance in the middle, it is not something that he can't detect, and he can't even suppress his urge to pass on his knights.

Lu Sien spoke unexpectedly again, "However, in order to show my benevolence......"

The Bucks Knights stopped again with a slight increase in pace, and several Knights looked a little embarrassed standing in the middle of the field.

"I have decided to dedicate this victory to the master of Rouse!" the great Marquis!! "Lusin roared, and then a cheer that almost shook the entire arena, and every townsman cheered loudly and proudly, with the pride of heart, except for the Marquis, who did not yet know Lusen's purpose.

The Marquis was now a little caught off guard, at least in his presupposition, and had not yet taken the situation into account, but he did not consider it a good sign.

"As long as the Marquis is willing to pay for the Sumerian knights......" Lu Sien smirked, turned his sword and pointed his sword at Sumer, and shouted hoarsely, "A ransom !! for a peso"

The atmosphere around "Wow, Wow, !!" was completely mobilized by Lu Sien.

"A peso!" "A peso!"

Although they didn't understand the meaning of this, the people around them really thought that this was Lu Sien's respect for the Marquis. And this kind of feeling that they are not aware of, this pleasure of trampling on a noble knight, makes them want to stop it.

Because these townsfolk have so many pesos in their pockets, they think they deserve at least a couple of lims.

Probably only the marquis instantly understood what Lu Sien meant, and his heart was very slumped.

Lu Sien is asking the marquis to help him take responsibility, and he is also forcing him to make a statement, if he is not willing to insult the big man who is far away in the principality at the price of a peso, then because of the marquis's silence, Lu Sien has no choice but to slice Sumer, but the cause of Sumer's death is to blame the marquis's inaction.

This is Lu Sien's scheme, so that the marquis has no choice at all.

The atmosphere was so frenetic that even the Marquis did not have the time, the right environment to raise the Sumerian status through a sincere speech full of honor, and appropriately increase the ransom to a suitable number of Sumerian status.

If he directly raises the price, it will only be a sign of admittance, and it will quickly lower his dominance over the townspeople of Law.

In this time of constant conflict, big and small, anyone wants their ruler to be a strong, mighty man who can protect them. They would have hoped that their tax dollars would be used by the marquis to arm his army, build his own city defenses, and even to maintain his own extravagant pomp, rather than be wasted on a knight from a distant land who has been flying and domineering.

The Marquis was silent, his expression visibly embarrassed, and he wanted to make a final effort, to speak at the right time when the mood of the citizens had calmed down a little.

The position of the marquis has not been reported for a long time, and the surrounding townspeople are a little stunned, but they also inevitably lower their voices, out of the fear of the unknown future.

Of course, Lu Sien also understood what the Marquis wanted to do, but he didn't panic at all, the initiative was in his hands, and before the Marquis made a decision, even the Bucks Knights who had already played had no position to stop Lu Sien's actions.

When the surroundings were completely silent, the Marquis prepared to speak.

"Alas, what a pity!" Lu Sien let out a helpless sigh first, and just as the Marquis was about to make a sound, he slashed at Sumer's throat......

"I do!" the Marquis only realized what he had said after he had shouted.

He shook his head helplessly, feeling a little disheartened. Sure enough, he still didn't have enough tools to offend the duke, and at the same time, he also refused Lu Sien's kindness. If he let Lu Sien swing the long sword in his hand to the end.

The tip of the sword stopped at the position of Sumer's chin, and Lu Sien grasped the strength just right, but his expression was a little weird.

"Wow"

The scarred long sword in Lu Sien's hand turned into pieces in front of the two of them, and it looked as if it was taken for granted, but just now, Lu Sien really felt a feeling of rejection from the sword.

"It seems that the owner of this sword, even if he died, instinctively avoided threatening your life!, Mr. Grand Knight worth 500 dinars. Sumer's body is half-up, it seems that he is not as open-minded as he is for his own life, and when Lu Sien swings his sword, he will still instinctively dodge, but for Lu Sien's sigh, he looks dazed and confused.

"You should be more familiar with this sword than I am, it's nowhere near as fragile as it is now......" Lu Sien shook his head, casually dropped the hilt of the broken sword, and turned to leave.

Of course, he didn't forget to raise his fists high, and roared in a routine, "Honor belongs to Rouse, long live the Marquis!"

Sumer's face was stunned, and he cried bitterly......