"It's useless!", Cohen Thrace couldn't help but have these words in his heart, only to see that the owner of the Colosseum, Enbu, even tried to pull out the long sword stuck on the iron cage, just in this short period of one or two seconds, let the hateful mountain werewolf secretly claw twice, the victory or defeat has basically been decided, no matter how much tossing will not have a good result

Not many people could see the attack just now, but Cohen Thrace's eagle-like eyes had already looked at the werewolves of the Night Beast tribe differently. www.biquge.info In an instant, the werewolf with a broken leg actually got into the iron cage, and bent the iron cage over, just in time to meet the long sword that slashed over, no matter how great Enbu's strength was, he couldn't cut off all the sides of the iron cage, which won the opportunity for the werewolf to claw without any suspense

The time was too short, and even Enbu, who launched the attack, didn't know why he had a long cut on his stomach, and it wasn't until the blood donation came out that Enbu found that there were two or three bloody paw prints not only on his stomach, but also on his thighs and sideways, and the bones were visible~

Enbu was already in pain and couldn't speak, he just wanted to retreat quickly, at least this would save some face, and let the other guards cut this hateful mountain werewolf into pieces, the pain of losing a child was interspersed with the heart and lungs, and the pain of the skin was unbearable, so Enbu was clever, holding his stomach and jumping out of the back~

But this is the one that made Cohen Thrace in the stands gnash his teeth angrily

"Fool! if it is a battle, maybe you can still fight and burn all the jade, but isn't this a chance to attack the night beast in vain?"

Sure enough, before the seriously injured Embu could escape halfway, the werewolf Pascal had already pounced and bit the defenseless Embu to the ground in mid-air with his bloody mouth, and the ensuing scene was really hard to see, at least everyone in the stands waited silently for the werewolf to tear Embu's chest into strips of flesh little by little, until someone cried out loud, and the cold silence was broken

Cohen Thrace angrily tapped his sword and shield from the stands and shouted loudly

"Wangcheng is out of the ranks! Avenge the two warriors just now!"

However, no one applauded the royal city heavy horsemen who rushed into the Colosseum, and the spectators had gradually left the Colosseum one after another, which was supposed to be a gorgeous show, but it became a night of human abuse in front of the night beasts, so that the people in the stands no longer had the intention of continuing to witness the boring ending, at least the rain that was pouring down in the sky was also the reason for all such people leaving, but Cohen Thrace had no expectations for these hypocritical and stupid spectators, anyway, after the royal city inspectors arrived in Fira, they did not cause some trouble, whether it was buying and selling in the flower street, or occasionally bullying and bullying the nightcrawlers in the iron cage of the Fallen Lands, could not make Cohen Thrace happy. If you can't catch the princess, at least bring a group of imprisoned Gordon old and young people back to the royal city to restore their lives, so that these guys can at least play a role in the next royal city fire festival

But who would have thought that the old and young people of Gordon Town, which should have been used to lure Lance and the princess and others, had not yet played, and the atmosphere of the Colosseum was confused, and it was a mess, so that the beasts of the third game could only be strangled in the cradle, and those heavy riders who had already been impatient rushed to the Colosseum rhythmically one by one, and after a team of seven people, they began to slowly get closer after a distance of a mile from Pascalio, the werewolf of the mountain

And Cohen Thrace also jumped from the stands, this is close to the five-person high stands, if ordinary people fall down, they will definitely stumble, most of them will be fractured, not to mention the heavy cavalry with heavy armor, but who is Thrace, it is also the first combat power of the Cohen family, so this height naturally can't embarrass him, but after rolling on the ground several times, the somewhat embarrassed Thrace also began to understand that the gorgeous performance before the Colosseum was really not a joke, because after Embu jumped off this platform, the rolling distance was much shorter than Thrace。 However, even a good player like Enbu was defeated in the palm of the hand of the mountain werewolf who was killed by the sky, who can say for sure what will happen next?

At this moment, Pascal, the werewolf who had already eaten with a bulging belly, actually pulled out the long sword stuck on the iron cage with all his might, and after holding it in his hand for a while, he actually threw it on the iron pipe where Lance and the others were, and the long sword fell directly to the location of Lance and the others, so frightened that Vic and the others hurriedly leaned against the wall of the iron pipe, and almost directly pierced Vic with a sword through the heart~

Without waiting for the people under the iron pipe to complain, Pascal the werewolf nagged in the tribal language of the Night Beasts that only Lance could understand

Is this really a coincidence?

"Lance, what is this guy shouting about?", Haven and Manson asked in unison

"Don't speak, let me listen carefully!", Lance said in a deep voice

.........

"Phew, I can't make a deal with the Nightcrawler!", although Lance's first conclusion was like this, everyone asked, what the hell was the guy with a broken leg on top of his head talking about~

"He said that he had given me the [scabbard] of this sword and asked me to give him a way out~"

"No, Lance, you really understand~", even Fat Jett, who has never liked to talk much, was speechless, but after all, Lance is Gordon's son, and his well-informed image has long been established in the center of the crowd, so a few brothers will not ask Lance

"What's the good of letting him go?", Vic asked in a low voice as he pondered the strange long sword, for fear that his voice would be too loud and let the heavy horsemen of the royal city attack in advance

"To be precise, not to let him go, but to fight with him!", Lance said as he asked Vic to raise his long sword high, only to find that as the mountain werewolf said, there was another groove in the hilt of the sword, and this groove~~, it was just enough to stuff the iron rod in his hand~~

"!", the clever ghost Manson became angry, after all, this kid's father was captured by the Night Beast and never came back, so at least Manson didn't agree with this matter~

And Lance said resolutely~

"Okay, then I'll go alone! You guys go help old John, that's it!"

Everyone, all collapsed~~