Sean and Helen looked at each other in shock, they couldn't see that this kid was quite ruthless, such a fragile part, such a heavy blow, they both panicked for Crazy Jack. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sure enough, with a scream like killing a pig, Crazy Jack threw away his two-handed sword and fell to the ground in pain while clutching the root of his thigh.

The winner is decided.

With a sword in his hand, Victor walked over to Crazy Jack, who was rolling on the ground in pain, hesitated, and turned his head to look at Sean behind him.

Sean hugged his shoulders and looked at the crazy Jack who was wailing on the ground and sneered, stretched out his hand and made a throat-cutting gesture around his neck, and shouted at Victor: "What are you hesitating about, this is a life-and-death duel, kill him." ”

Victor hated Crazy Jack to the bone, thinking of this guy's vicious slander of his mother's reputation, thinking of the shameless bullying that their sister and brother had suffered over the years, anger quickly filled his heart, and now with Sean as the backbone, Victor was even more confident, so he simply didn't do anything, raised the forbidden blood sword high and chopped it towards Crazy Jack's body.

But at this time, a black shadow swept over, the speed was amazing, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to Victor's side, stretched out his hand and gently picked it up, and the sword in the boy's hand flew into the air, and then pushed Victor backwards for more than ten steps, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The black shadow didn't continue to attack after a blow, but grabbed the wailing Crazy Jack on the ground with both hands and threw it behind him, and a few more people rushed over to catch the little fat man who was in a cold sweat and held him aside.

Then the black shadow dusted off the shiny hard iron ring armor on his body, straightened the bright yellow copper horned helmet on his head, pulled out a big cross sword from behind his back with both hands and put it on the ground, raised his face and looked at Sean and the others with his big nostrils full of nose hair, and said in a tone of extreme contempt:

"The Father of All Gods is above, and I am the chief of guard under Viscount Daleman......"

Before he finished speaking, another black shadow appeared in front of him, and the speed was several times faster than that of him, and he only felt that the big sword in his hand was snatched by the other party.

The big nostrils were shocked, and he broke out in a cold sweat, soaking almost the clothes lined with the armor, after all, since his debut, he had never encountered such a strange thing as being taken away by someone inexplicably with just a weapon that he relied on to become famous.

Fortunately, after the other party took away his big sword, he just threw it aside casually, and did not immediately turn his hand back and slash him.

When he looked at it with his big nostrils, he saw that the person who attacked him had long flowing blonde hair, his appearance was very handsome, and the lines on his face conveyed a resolute and tough temperament like a sculpture, coupled with the high nose bridge and lake blue eyes, which was enough to make the celebrities and noblewomen in Qingquan Town and even Silver Fox City who were drunk and dreaming all day long crazy.

And the other party's dress is also very fashionable, the outside is a very popular brown low-necked long coat, the chain mail exposed inside is shiny, at first glance, it is very diligent, and the long wolf skin boots on the feet are estimated to have been oiled several times, and they can almost reflect the figure of the person.

With such a face and such an outfit, he did look heroic and handsome, but in the eyes of the big nostrils, he always felt that the attacker who was close to him looked something wrong.

However, the other party's expression is very normal, the dress is normal, and there is nothing abnormal in the movements.

What's wrong?

When the other party raised his hand, the big nostrils suddenly realized.

I saw that what this extremely fast guy was carrying in his hand was a nondescript-looking mace, with a slender hammer handle and an octagonal hammer head, which was not at all like the special weapon commonly used by samurai to deal with heavy armor, but more like a half-staff.

Such a strange weapon, which doesn't match this face and this outfit at all, what use can this weapon be for when it comes to war?

The thought of doubt flashed through Big Nostril's mind, as his thoughts were soon interrupted by a loud "bang" and a sharp pain in his head.

"The Iron Horseman, let's try to see if the hammer in the master's hand is hard or your head is hard. ”

Sean relied on his speed, shook his big nostrils and grabbed the nail under his neck, picked up the hammer that Helen handed him, and hit the head of the big nostril.

Bang!

The hammer head cast by dragon steel and the helmet forged from brass slammed together, making a muffled sound like ringing a bell, accompanied by an unyielding howl from the big nostrils: "I am the Knight of Steelheart!"

The guards behind saw that it was not good, and when they put Crazy Jack down, they rushed over to help their leader relieve the siege, but before they could take two steps, they were all put down by a binding sigil that Helen had secretly held for a long time.

The big nostril that lost his aid ended up even more miserable, his melee strength was originally a lot worse than Sean's, and he was caught off guard and received a hard blow on the head, and he was directly knocked dizzy, almost losing the ability to resist. Sean ignored him, holding on to his neck, the hammer in his hand rained down on his head, and he was still babbling in his mouth:

"The iron-headed knight, right, let you help the cubs of the noble family bully the poor, come and try whether your head is hard or the hammer in the master's hand. ”

Bang! Bang Bang!!

The explosion was so loud that Rebecca blocked her ears as if the church in Eternal Winter was ringing the bell.

"I'm the Knight of Steelheart!"

"The Iron Horseman, right, I let you iron, let you iron ~~~!"

"I'm Steelheart...... Woo woo woo~~"

The big nostrils suddenly couldn't speak, and he could only keep muttering from his throat, and it turned out that his visor was knocked down by Sean and just gagged his mouth. The chief chief of the guard, who was extremely embarrassed, had no weapon in his hand, and could not fight, and he could not run away because he was caught in his armor, and now his mouth was stuck in his visor, and he could not even make a protest, so he had to reluctantly wave his arms in a futile resistance.

On the other side, Victor, who had just fallen to the ground, rolled over from the ground and got up, picked up the forbidden blood sword that had been knocked down from the pile of fallen leaves, spat on the ground, and walked behind the group of guards who were unable to move under Helen's bondage charm.

Behind the men, Crazy Jack, who was still in pain from holding his thigh, was leaning against a small tree, watching in horror as Victor approached with a sword.

"Dimension...... Victor, what are you going to do? I'm the eldest son of Viscount Daleman, the future Lord of Springs, you...... Don't mess around! Do you want to kill a nobleman? Think about the consequences!"

"We're in a duel, Jack, you lose, and the winning side has the right to kill the losing side. And you don't need to leave any last words for a scoundrel like you, wait until you go to hell to confess. The fourteen-year-old boy's face was full of fierceness and determination, and he raised the forbidden blood sword in both hands and slashed downward.