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"Hide!" The fat man was Wuzun after all, and at the same time as Dio made a move, he noticed the faint fluctuation of the source power, and rushed forward quickly while shouting a warning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two wind warriors trapped in the thunder light flew back desperately, although they saw the opportunity early, and had already begun to retreat before the power of the thunder light was fully released, but the speed of the arc flow was much faster than their body, and Dio flipped his hands, and two ordinary wind blades shot out.

In the past, this kind of attack would not have worked, and they could easily avoid it by releasing a break at random, but their paralyzed bodies no longer allowed to unleash their secret skills, and they could only watch as the wind blade shot into their throats.

Dio jumped into the woods, and then came Dio's clear laughter in the woods: "I'm sorry, I suddenly changed my mind......"

The remaining three samurai shouted angrily and rushed in the direction from which the sound had come from.

"Give me all back!Who let you chase him?!" The fat man's face was extremely ugly: "The tribe's nearly 10,000 troops have not captured him, just a few of you?"

The eyes of the warriors were almost spewing fire, and seeing the tragic death of their companions at the hands of Dio, they had to avenge this revenge no matter what: "My lord, but ......"

"I know what you think, of course this revenge will be avenged. The fat man interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and glanced at the forest with gloomy eyes: "But we have more important things to do, that person just now is called Dio......, right? Do you really think you can get out?"

"It seems that if I am not running away now, you are not prepared to chase me. Dio's voice came.

"Why am I chasing you? Can you give me a reason?" The fat man suddenly laughed darkly: "Do you think Lao Tzu can't see through your little thoughts? Play with Lao Tzu, you are still a little tender!"

Dio didn't speak, and the warriors looked at their superiors in a daze, a little puzzled by what the other party was saying.

"I've been chasing you for so long, and now I think of counterattacking, isn't it too late?" the fat man smiled a little proudly: "Or ...... You're at the end of your rope, and if I'm not mistaken, you're probably not far from me, aren't you?"

Dio remained silent, and the fat man's laughter became more and more rampant: "Run, you can escape, I see how far you can escape! It doesn't matter if I can't catch you, what's your fiancée's name? Sophia? haha, I've always been a merciful person, don't worry, I'll take good care of her!"

The samurai looked at the fat man with a very surprised look, is this still the guy who usually knows how to drink and have fun? He was able to analyze the situation so clearly in such a short period of time, and it turned out that what he had shown in front of people before was just an illusion! Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat oozed from the backs of several samurai.

"Do you really think you can pass me? Should I say you're ignorant or fearless?" Dior smiled faintly, although the other party's intention to guess his intentions so quickly was somewhat beyond his expectations, but it was also reasonable, it was impossible for the Grand Duke of Montenegro to send a waste to hunt him down.

A disdainful smile hung on the corner of the fat man's mouth: "What else can you do besides a sneak attack?"

"You're right, but...... Can you really ignore me?" Dior shifted his position several times in the course of a sentence, and his voice sounded a little ethereal.

The expressions of those warriors were all solemn, and even the fat man's eyes flickered, the strength of this hand revealed by Dio was far beyond their expectations, and the thunder light just now was obviously a secret technique that they had never heard of, strictly speaking, these are no longer what extreme warriors can do, is there a mistake in the intelligence?

"Let's go!" the fat man snorted coldly, and made up his mind to respond to all changes, no matter how fast Dior was, what could he do? Since he didn't dare to face him head-on, he would never be able to change the outcome.

Of course, Dio would not let them go, he raised his hand and shot out a wind blade, and the fire warrior behind the fat man also released a flame slash to meet it, and the others didn't pay attention to this level of attack at all, but they forgot that Dio released not an ordinary wind blade, but a derivative secret skill, the wind blade burst in the air, turning into dozens of streamers and shooting out, and the fire warrior immediately quickly retreated behind his companion.

There were a few muffled sounds, and although Dio's wind blade failed to cause effective damage to the other party, it extinguished all the torches in their hands, and the fat man and the others suddenly realized that this was Dio's true purpose.

Without the light of the torches, the forest fell into darkness again, only the wisps of moonlight spilled through the cracks in the canopy, but it was only barely able to see, and there was no problem in hurrying, if you still wanted to distinguish the traces left by Sophia and the others, it would be a little difficult.

The fat man took a long breath and suppressed the urge to rush out and hunt down Dio, which would only be a waste of time, and with a few clicks, the torches were lit again with the sound of flint rubbing.

A chuckle could be faintly heard in the darkness, and the fat man pretended not to hear it, and continued to follow the imprints to move forward, the more Dio did this, the more he proved that his judgment was correct, they said that they couldn't let Dio get his way, as long as they caught others, Dio would naturally obediently let them deal with it.

The fat man can already be regarded as a very patient surname, and he is still indifferent in the face of Dio's repeated provocations, but the problem is that Dio's surname is not bad, and now it depends on who can hold on to the end.

The fat man and the others just walked out not far away, and shot out a few more wind blades from the shadows, with the lesson of the last time, the fire warrior did not take the liberty of making a move, but directly retreated, the two earth warriors released the rock guard, and at the same time moved the torch behind him, the fat man waved his hand, and countless ice crystals appeared in the air, like a storm to meet the flying wind blade, what about the derivative secret technique? Under such a large-scale attack, it will not be of any use.

Within the attack range of the ice crystal storm, the stout trees were shot into sieves, and the wind blades released by Dio were like candles in the wind, which were swallowed up in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

This time it's just an ordinary wind blade...... The muscles on the fat man's face twitched a few times, and he couldn't say a word.

Being teased by a young man who has just been promoted to an extreme samurai is undoubtedly a shame in every way, and the fat man keeps telling himself in his heart that he must endure it, and if he can't bear it, he will make a big plan.

"You have to hold back. Dio seemed to know what the fat man was thinking, and he made another voice at an inopportune time: "Hehe...... Don't chase me, I'm so scared. ”

Dio's voice flickered left and right, constantly changing positions, and when he said the last word, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the distance between him and the fat man seemed a little closer.

A fierce color flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he quickly leaned down, pressing his hands on the ground, and a layer of frozen air like a substance spread in an instant, enveloping the ground in a radius of dozens of meters.

"Ah......h

The fat man froze there, as if he couldn't believe this fact, and the three samurai all had joy on their faces and pounced on them.

Intuition told the fat man that things shouldn't be so simple, but the scream was real, and he inevitably hesitated in his heart, so by the time he wanted to stop his men, it was too late.

The three samurai rushed in side by side, and they were greeted by dozens of pale cyan wind blades, and they could vaguely see that behind the wind blade rain, Dio was sitting on a tree trunk stretched out horizontally, and smiled at them slightly: "Another ......"

Several samurai didn't have time to analyze what Dior's words meant, but instinctively took the most reliable approach, and the two earth-type warriors released the Rock Guardian at the same time to move closer to the middle, while the fire-type warrior danced the tongue of fire of the True Red Dance under the cover of his companions and pumped the wind blade in the air.

The wind blades exploded one by one in the air, blooming an overwhelming rain of light, and the tongue of fire of the True Red Dance danced more and more violently, blocking most of the derived wind blades from the outside, and occasionally some fish that slipped through the net hit the light shield of the rock guard, but did not splash the slightest ripple, and the warriors were a little strange in their hearts, it stands to reason that the opponent's attack should not be so weak and powerless.

At this moment, in the chaotic rain of light, a flickering thunder blade broke through the blockade of the True Red Dance and shot straight out, and the angle was tricky to the extreme, just shooting towards the middle of the two earth-based warriors, and the two of them moved to the middle at the same time, both of them subconsciously wanted to block this blow with their bodies, because the fire-type warriors behind them did not have the slightest defensive ability, and such a close distance would definitely not be able to block it.

But in a hurry, the two of them ignored a problem, that is, the distance between the two was too close, and the result of them doing so was that they collided together, and suddenly they all bounced out in the opposite direction, and the fire warrior stood behind the two in a daze, he couldn't imagine that it would be such a result.

At the same time, the wind blade that flashed with thunder also shot closely, accurately shooting into the gap between the two of them, and the next moment, it was deeply submerged into the lower abdomen of the fire warrior.

The fire warrior felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and then the paralyzing sensation from the wound made him scream in horror, and then he felt that his hands and feet had no strength, and his body fell backwards from the softness of the Lord.

The fire warrior failed to fall to the ground, the fat man arrived, reached out to support his weak body, looked at the miserable white faces of his subordinates, the fat man's eyes spurted with anger, and Dio had long since disappeared.

"Don't be so violent all the time. In the darkness, Dio's nasty voice sounded again: "Why can't you sit down and have a good talk?"

Dio's voice sounded very sincere, but when it fell on the ears of the fat man and the others, it was extremely harsh.

(To be continued)