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The battered horse neighed and instinctively wanted to run forward, but he lost his balance and fell forward, leaving the rider on horseback from his horse at the same time

As a fifth-order professional, he naturally wouldn't be put down by such a fall, and after a short moment of distraction, both fighters adjusted their bodies in time and landed steadily on the ground.

But what they had to face was not just a simple matter as a war horse stumbling, before they could react, Yang Long had already approached quickly, picked up the Hanzo Blade and slashed at one of the professionals

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The sharp blade subconsciously lifted the professional, cut off the left hand that was blocking the side of the body for protection, and then continued to cut into the flank of its neck, almost completely splitting the head before stopping

The pressure of the heart gushed out a large column of blood, and half of Yang Long's body, who had pulled out his long sword and left, turned red, and another fifth-order professional seven or eight meters away had just taken off the shield behind his back when he saw Yang Long refracting towards him

"Don't, wait! I" Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the tragic death of his colleague, which made the professional tremble with fear and lose all his fighting spirit, and after covering his whole body with an iron shield, he was just about to surrender at first, but was suddenly interrupted by a series of attacks.

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Phew!

In the sound of the air being sliced, a cyan energy the thickness of an arm, with the finger of Yang Long's right hand, suddenly appeared at the front of his palm, and after stopping for a moment, it flew past the center of the middle shield

Click!

The shield worth fifty gold coins could not stop the piercing of the killing force at all, but in an instant, the qi that had slightly reduced the volume passed through the body of the professional, and continued to fly for hundreds of meters before dissipating into the air

"Huh" breathed in vain, and the left hand, left arm, left shoulder, and left chest of the fifth-order professional were completely shattered by this blow

After standing staggering for a few seconds, the vitality of this fifth-order warrior completely disappeared, and the whole person fell to the ground with a snap~, and Yang Long had already run in front of Otero at this time

Months of extravagance caused Otero, a fourth-order warrior, to completely lose the skills and fighting spirit of his youth

When the war horse stumbled, the fat middle-aged man was completely like a civilian, at a loss to pull the reins, and was crushed under the war horse that fell to the ground

It wasn't until nearly half a minute later that Otero calmed down a little and pushed away the horse's corpse and was about to stand up, but a hand grabbed his hair and lifted him up

"Ahh

It's a pity that Yang Long won't stop acting because of Otero's acquaintance, his left hand tightly dragged the fat pig's hair, and his right hand grabbed it and was ready to take off his space ring

Airplanes!

An invisible force field appeared in Otero's hand, shaking Yang Long's right hand numbly, and Vilast, who was already approaching less than twenty meters away, saw the tragic image of his father, and scolded angrily on the spot: "Damn it, let go of my father, if you dare"

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Halfway through Vilast's words, he saw that Yang Long didn't think about it, picked up the Hanzang knot and split it lightly, and in the burst of blood light, Otero lost a hand

"Ah my hands, my hands!" Otero howled as he killed half of the pigs, and with his fat meat, Yang Long had the illusion that he was working in the slaughterhouse

The things he wanted had already been taken, Yang Long glanced at the stunned Virast, and with a shock of his left hand, Otero's whole person flew up in the air and threw himself straight into his son's arms

"Hey, come on!" he sneered, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, Yang Long then threw out the Hanzo Blade, raised his foot and rushed towards the refugee camp

Virast hurriedly stopped the momentum, just caught his father, and before he could ask a question with an anxious face, the Hanzo Blade that attacked then poked Otero through the heart

"Poof!" Otero, who was about to say something, squirted a mouthful of blood into Velast's face

And Vilaste was holding his father's body blankly, his eyes stunned as Otero weakly picked up his shoulder armor, as if he wanted to say something, but finally slowly closed his eyes and lost all the breath of life

"Father, father, father!" Verlaste's eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes were even cracked, and blood quickly filled his sockets, and then dripped down the edges of his eyelids, making people look extremely hideous and terrifying

Like most civilians, Villaste was a hard-working teenager who lost his mother at a young age and was brought up by his father, Otero

For the sake of the child Virast, Otero is willing to do anything, endured the humiliation of the nobles, and narrowly escaped death several times, almost dying in various circumstances

However, perhaps due to luck, Otero finally pulled his son to adulthood, and Velast also showed a rare dual talent, and was favored by a middle-class nobleman, who was quietly cultivated as a secret son

In just thirty-five years, Velaste has become a twelfth-order guardian warrior, as well as a berserker warrior of the same rank, such a cultivation talent can be described as terrifying

After the invasion of the natural disaster, the nobles where Velast belonged suffered a fatal blow, and all the family members who knew his identity were killed, so that he could escape with his old father while he was on a mission

After a few months of wandering, Villast and Otero arrived in the City of the Cold Wind, where the local nobles' recruitment of powerful professionals made Villast abandon the idea of crossing the Alterac Mountains and settle here

Since reaching the high rank, Vilaster has the ability to defeat the enemy beyond the ranks, and now he has become a dual-talent twelveth-order professional, and no one in the entire Cold Wind City is his opponent except for a few top-level mages

The experience of being young made Villaste fully fulfill his desire to love his father, and although he was also a little dissatisfied with his father's unique hobbies, he fulfilled Otero's wish again and again

In fact, as far as Villast himself is concerned, he is not a womanizer, there are countless beautiful women outside the city, he only chooses two or three, and he also gives relative respect to these women, and does not treat them as livestock

Of the dozens of beauties that Otero mentioned, half of them were made up, and the other half were just a means of being selected by Virast to win over other professionals

But he's Velast, and Otero is his father!

When he heard that Otero was humiliated, Vilaste came over with a fierce slaughter, preparing to kill Yang Long and take Xue Ni and sacrifice it to his father, but now the peak has turned around, not only did he not succeed, but his father also died

Hate! All that now pervades Velast's body is endless anger and boundless hatred!

Gently laying down Otero's corpse, Villast slowly stood up, taking out his shield and weapon as he walked forward, his eyes bleeding and tearful, staring closely at Yang Long's distant back

"Adam, Adam, I'm going to kill you!" Velast snorted, slowly closing his eyelids for a few seconds, then glaring wide

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In the clearly visible sound, the muscles of Velast's whole body bulged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a few seconds, he became a muscular man who made people feel frightened

The armor, which was originally quite loose, was cracked by the swollen muscles, and the tiny steel bars that broke into pieces fell to the ground with a clatter~, and were directly and completely destroyed

"Ya.Dang!Whoa!Whoa" spat out two words with difficulty, as if trying to remember the name of the enemy, but unfortunately Verlast was only a twelfth-order warrior, and he couldn't keep his sanity after entering the rage, and began to roar wildly in the sky

The beast-like howl didn't last long, and after five seconds, Virast gasped, glancing at Xueni's position hidden by the wall of fire and ice, and then focused his gaze on Yang Long, who had already run to the side of the refugee camp

"Whoa" A meaningless howl of madness, Velast stomped his foot, and then the recoil force rushed towards Yang Long

Boom!

The force poured into the ground from his feet made the position where Vellast was standing, and instantly formed a large pit with a diameter of twenty meters, and the dirt and gravel up to two meters thick turned up, and shot out in all directions with the tremor force, and even knocked the body of Otero not far away

Because of the expansion of his muscles, Villaste, who was almost **, was like a human chariot, running at a galloping speed, and he could take a distance of nearly twenty meters with every step, and approached Yang Long in just a few seconds

Click-la-la-la

"Well, this is?!" Feeling the violent sound of the ground, Yang Long reflexively looked back, and found that a huge deformed mass of flesh, with a terrifying impact, had rushed to a position less than thirty meters away from him

"Perception is too late to give feedback" Before such a thought could flash, Yang Long waved his right hand violently, shooting out five thigh-thick qi, completely enveloping the two-meter-tall human chariot

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Velast, who was only instinctive, felt the incomparable energy, holding a shield in his left hand in front of his chest, and his right hand was like pinching a straw, swinging his hands out like electricity

Whoa!

Velast, who completely only fights with **, actually emitted an invisible fluctuation that was more than twice that of the "Shun Chop", and spread at a faster speed than the previous Shun Chop, and collided with the five qi forces (to be continued.)