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Rumble...... Raymond couldn't stand the pressure, so he simply punched the wall open, and when Gordon and Laura jumped out, he jumped out as well. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jumping from four floors was no problem for Laura, Gordon was a little harder, and Raymond fell to the ground like a boulder, sinking both feet and ankles deep into the ground.

The three of them steadied themselves and immediately looked up, where Dio was still on it, and from time to time tongues of fire poured out of the window frames, proving that the battle was still going on there.

"What's the matter with Dio?" Gordon frowned, "I know he wants to have a real fight with the Extreme Samurai, but...... There's too little space up there for him. ”

"When Dio became a Radiant Warrior, did you see him lose when he fought with the Radiant Warrior?" Raymond said with a grin: "Don't look at Louis who has reached the peak of the Extreme Warrior and fights with Dio...... It really doesn't have to be Dio's opponent. ”

At the same time as Raymond blasted through the wall, Count Louis wanted to kill Raymond with all his strength first, these little bastards, can kill one by one, but Dio suddenly flew towards him by grazing the ceiling, raising his hand and shooting a white light.

The next moment, the white light split into hundreds of wind blades, like a storm from above, Count Louis didn't take Dior's wind blades seriously at first, only to find that those wind blades seemed to have unparalleled penetrating power, and they actually tore through layers of fire tongues of interception in a row, and quickly approached him.

The Count of Louis then turned his focus back on Dio, and the Crimson Dance was unleashed with all his might, finally crushing all the wind blades that Dio shot. However, the room was almost smashed, the tables and chairs were burning, there were countless cracks in the ceiling and floor, and the walls near the outer corners had collapsed, but fortunately this was the highest floor of the Drunken Pavilion, and if there was another floor above, it might have been smashed down by now.

After attracting the attention of Count Louis, Dio once again broke away from the battle, his body went up and down, left and right, Count Louis was fine, and the warriors of the county were already dizzy by Dio, not only could not help Count Louis, but became Dio's cover.

Although the decoration of this room is exquisite, the total area is not large, only about forty meters, it stands to reason that Count Louis can use a little strength to make the whole room in a strong sea of fire, however, Samir and those dozen warriors, make Count Louis feel in the way everywhere, and he can't fight with all his strength.

"Get out of here!" roared the Count of Louise.

"Huh...... Don't leave now that you're already here. Dio replied, and as he spoke, a few bouts of white light shot out of his fingertips.

Just a few months ago, Dio had thought that the Scarlet Dance was a headache, but now he found that the power of the Scarlet Dance was not as terrifying as he thought.

Not because the power of the Count of Louis has declined, but because Dio has broken through the heart chakra!

The vast majority of secret techniques, from unleashing to dealing damage, take time and span some distance.

Dio was fast, so a second to someone else was a few seconds to him, enough for him to react and change his bearings.

Also, what is it that hovers between the two? is the wind! When the Count of Louis's Crimson Dance swept out, the surrounding air was also pushed outward, forming a strong current that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and sometimes, Dio didn't even have to deliberately dodge, just let his body merge with the wind, and he could just avoid the attack of the Crimson Dance.

At this moment, a realization suddenly rose in Dio's heart, if he could really control all the winds freely as Vasily said, then, perhaps, no one could hurt him, and anyone who attacked him would only have the effect of pushing him away, unless there was a secret skill that completely ignored the existence of the wind source force.

Samir suddenly screamed, then fell to the ground with a thud, and the wind blade that Dio shot at him pierced through his left leg and peeked through his right leg, destroying both of his legs in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, one after another samurai let out a wail, after breaking through the heart chakra, Dio was fully adapted to release the wind blade in the high-speed movement, the shot was accurate and fast, every time the wind blade shot out, a samurai fell to the ground, but their surnames were not hindered for the time being, Dio just turned them into wastes.

In the blink of an eye, almost all the warriors of the county fell to the ground, some rolling in pain, some shouting for help from Count Louis, and some struggling to crawl outside.

"Young people...... There is such a vicious heart!" Count Louis sneered: "Do you want to use this method to contain me?

Count Louis was obviously angry, and the power of the True Red Dance was unleashed with all his might, and the already precarious ceiling and walls could no longer withstand the strong pressure, and the pieces collapsed, and as for Samir and those warriors, they were all swallowed by tongues of fire in an instant.

The entire Drunken Pavilion was trembling violently, the rest of the place was better, there was a next layer near the battlefield, and at the same time, it was affected, and countless men and women ran out crying.

The man named Fell, surrounded by the family warriors, swarmed downward, his face had become dead, his steps were extremely stiff, he was almost dragged along, and the movement was so loud that his fate was already doomed.

Who will compensate for the loss of the Drunken Pavilion? It is impossible to find the Count of Louis, to find those young men? They are going to be killed by the Count of Louis, what can the dead compensate for?!

In the face of the Red Dance in full bloom, Dio had no room to hide, his body floated out with the air flow of the explosion, and then turned downward, floating lightly on the ground.

"Still want to escape?!" Count Louis rushed out of the burning drunken pavilion like a cannonball, with a sinister smile on his face, and stared at Dio with cold eyes.

When he came, he thought that cleaning up a few young people was a trivial matter, but he never expected such twists and turns. Now my heart is shocked and angry.

Gordon and Raymond dragged Laura back into the distance, they had already agreed that neither of them would intervene in the battle between Dio and Count Louis.

"You think too highly of yourself, Count Louise, and I didn't think of running away. Dio said lightly: "The True Red Dance alone can't scare me." ”

"It's nice to be an extreme samurai in such a short period of time, no wonder they say you're a genius. Count Louise's tone was cold: "But...... You're going to die as a genius!"

"Really?" said Theo, smiling.

The Count of Louis had already stretched out his hands, and thousands of tongues of fire condensed into a wave of fire, frantically rolling towards Theo.

Dio's figure moved to the side, his hands waved repeatedly, and he blindly released the wind blade in all directions.

Behind the Drunken Pavilion was a large garden full of flowers, covering an area of almost a few acres, but in just a few minutes, the garden had been razed to the ground, thousands of tongues of fire sometimes bombarded the ground, sometimes swept the sky, and the vegetation in the garden had quickly turned to ashes in the blooming sea of fire.

Wu Zun, under the seat of Marquis of Sain, had been observing, and he was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should stop the battle.

Dio's speed is indeed very amazing, although on the surface, the Count of Louis has the upper hand and the initiative, shouting and shouting, and has been chasing Dio, but Dio's movements have always been easy and unflustered, and if it goes on like this, it will not take half an hour, and the source power of Count Louis will be almost consumed, and the momentum is too fierce, and he does not know how to converge, which is extremely unfavorable for a long battle.

It's just that he can't understand why Dio's counterattack is so weak and disorganized, and from beginning to end, he has been releasing the wind blade indiscriminately, just to consume the power of Count Louis?

Suddenly, under the cover of thousands of tongues of fire, Count Louis stretched out his hand and paused in mid-air.

The martial artist who was watching the battle was shocked, and immediately released the source force battle armor, and was about to rush towards Dio, at this moment, Dio's figure suddenly turned around and changed direction.

Airplanes...... A flying blade of wind suddenly turned black, then collapsed, and immediately after, two more wind blades that shot in the other directions turned into a flash of light.

Dio's figure did not retreat, but advanced, and shot at the flying tongue of fire by a fraction of a second, and then turned around and retreated to the other side.

Count Louis's movements suddenly seemed a little sluggish, and he looked at Dio with disbelief.

"Unleash three smears of darkness in quick succession...... Count Louis, you have the potential to be a gambler. Dio smiled, "However, how long can you hold on?" After all, Dio is the first time to really fight an extreme samurai, and the intensity and rhythm of the battle need to be adapted, so if it is not a 100% chance, he will not act rashly.

"Little bunny, do you think you'll win by dodging my Smolder Flame?" Count Louise smirked, "You're still too far away!"

As soon as the words fell, the Count of Louis once again urged the Crimson Dance with all his might, and countless tongues of fire swept towards Theo like a mountain of seas.

Dio shook his head slightly, his body drifted outward with the tumbling air current, he felt that Count Louis was obviously so angry that he lost his mind, the faster the source power was depleted, the sooner Louis would lose!

At this moment, a figure shot out from behind, slapped his hands on the ground, and a white mist instantly enveloped the space within a radius of dozens of meters.

The temperature in the air dropped suddenly, and the drifting mist was composed of countless fine ice slags, while being wrapped in the mist, Dio already knew that something was wrong, the movement speed of his body was greatly slowed down, and even the operation of the source force was affected, and before he could release the grace of the wind, the second mist rolled against the ground, wrapped around Theo's legs, and condensed into two icicles.

"Die!" Count Louis laughed, waving a thousand tongues of fire and slamming into the air.

(To be continued)