After Scott performed this spear skill, his face suddenly became extremely confident, as if he had seen Cowen dripping with blood under the spear and falling to the ground with heavy blows. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Cowan's expression was abrupt, and he only felt that the shadows of the guns in front of him were all over the sky, like a torrential rain, and there was almost no gap in his vision, as if no matter how he dodged, he would be pierced by this move.

Taking a deep breath, Cowan's chest bulged, and the muscles of the two arms holding the dragon slaying spear swelled and tensed, and the veins coiled beneath the skin, as if crawling with black snakes.

Cowan felt pressure, even danger, under Scott's move. Without carelessness or sparing, Cowan tried his best to lift the dragon slaying spear and slash it down towards Scott, who was rushing towards him.

Since you can't see the flaw, you can just go all out!

Rumble!

The dragon slaying spear did not encounter any obstacles, the axe blade slashed into the ground, the snow was stirred up by this amazing brute force, and it rolled around Cowan's body, and the ground under the snow was split by the dragon slaying spear A deep crack was made, and the crack extended out, and it was even a meter long.

It's winter, and the ground is as hard as iron!

The snow rolled and obscured Cowan's surroundings, and Cowan felt a sense of danger in his heart.

With this axe, he split the air......

"Big man, I didn't expect it!"

In the snow, a pitch-black spear slammed in diagonally, smashing between Cowen's legs, and Cowan was caught off guard, his knees instinctively weakened, and his body fell to the ground.

Holding the pitch-black spear in his hand, Scott jumped up from the ground, and jumped into the air three meters high, holding the spear with both hands, the tip of the spear was aimed at Cowan who tripped and fell to the ground, Sen smiled coldly: "Go die!"

Three meters in mid-air, coupled with Scott's weight, as well as the sharpness of the spear and the fighting spirit infused on it......

As long as this one hit, even the iron block will probably be pierced out of a fist-thick hole.

Cowan fell to one knee, his eyes narrowed, and the terrifying threat enveloped him, making his hairs stand on end and goosebumps all over his skin.

It's too late to dodge.

Cowan roared, let go of the dragon slayer with both hands, and raised it towards the top of his head, preparing to catch Scott's spear with both arms.

Scott sneered in his heart, this spear pierced, even a piece of pig iron would crack, he didn't believe that Cowan could follow with a pair of arms.

Cowen's hands cut through the snow and he grabbed the spear that had been pierced from the top of his head, his hands like iron hoops, gripping the spear firmly in his hands.

Rumble!

Cowen's body was crushed by the force of the spear, and it slammed into the ground like a heavy stone pillar falling to the ground with a thud.

The tip of the spear smacked like the sound of leather tearing, and the smell of blood came from the air.

Scott stood still, holding the spear in both hands, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his expression was intoxicated, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly penetrated into his nose: "The taste of victory!"

The Prescott family has inherited centuries of marksmanship, and they don't know how many powerful enemies they have killed on the battlefield, and today is no exception.

"It's not even close. ”

The rolling snow cleared, and under Scott's spear, Cowen's angry but angry roar was heard.

When Scott heard his voice, he was startled as if he had seen a ghost.

Looking down, he saw that the end of the spear was firmly held by Cowen's hands, and the tip of the spear had been stabbed into Cowan's chest as Scott expected, right in the heart.

"This can't be!" shouted Scott, his eyes widened as he looked at Cowen, whose heart had been pierced by a spear, as if he had seen a ghost.

Cowan lay on the ground, his heart pierced by a spear, but the muscles in his chest slowly squirmed as if consciously, like a monster's mouth, biting the tip of the spear desperately, preventing the spear from going deeper.

Cowan took advantage of Scott's surprise to pull out the spear from his chest with both hands, and blood suddenly shot out.

But in the next moment, the wound on Cowen's chest was already squirming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the torn wound began to close, clamping the wound tightly and preventing more blood from flowing out.

"You...... You ......" Scott's eyes widened, his legs subconsciously fell back, and he stared at Cowen like a monster: "You're not...... Mankind...... ?

Cowan got up from the ground, held Scott's spear in one hand, and looked down at the muscles in his chest, instinctively squirming at the wound: "Is this the Iron Cloth Shirt?" Cowan's eyes showed a look of horror in the depths of his eyes, and then turned into a thick surprise and confidence.

Looking up at Scott's horrified expression, Cowan grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth. He clenched his fist and slammed it into Scott's face.

Cowan's brute force was so amazing that this punch was no less powerful than being hit by a hammer.

Scott spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down, falling headlong on the snow, and his head tilted and passed out.

I saw that Scott's originally heroic facial features were embarrassed at this time, the bridge of his nose was broken, blood was flowing, and he looked extremely miserable, which made people worry about whether he was at risk of disfigurement.

Everyone present stopped fighting in their hands, looking at Cowan, who was still standing, and Scott, who fell to the ground unconscious, everyone fell into an eerie silence.

Cowan raised Scott's spear and clenched his hands so hard that his arms strained and his muscles and blood vessels swelled.

There was a sound of astringent teeth, and the entire spear was bent by Cowan with brute force.

"Hydra!" Cowan shouted, holding his twisted, deformed spear aloft.

"Long live the hydra!"

"Long live the hydra!"

The members of the Hydra Thieves finally came to their senses, brandished their long swords, and shouted excitedly.

On the other hand, the private soldiers of the Prescott family were demoralized to the extreme, and many of them could not even hold the weapons in their hands and fell to the ground with a clatter.

They looked at Scott in disbelief, some of them were far away, not knowing that Scott was just unconscious, and when they saw his bloody face, they thought he was dead.

Defeated!

They were defeated by a group of thieves!

"Not a single one will be left!" Cowan commanded coldly towards these demoralized privates of the family.

The members of the Hydra Thieves were so excited that they waved their weapons and stabbed the enemies beside them to death. Pity these Prescott family private soldiers, one by one they are also well-trained, and at this time they are like lambs to the slaughter, at the mercy of slaughter.

Even a few guys who were unwilling to die wanted to take up arms to resist, but they were strangled by Cullen and his people one by one.

It didn't take long for all the snow on the land to melt away, melted by the hot blood of humans.

Corpses were strewn all over the ground, including those of the Prescott family's privateers and members of the Hydra Thieves.

"Commander, the casualties are out. With an excited look on his face, Cullen walked up to Ronald's side and said respectfully: "We have 9 dead, 7 lightly injured, and 14 seriously injured!"

Hearing this, Ronald took a deep breath: "So many casualties? Half of the stormtroopers are gone." ”

Cullen was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head with some fear: "Commander, these people are very strong, and they have more experience in fighting than our team members." ”

"The bodies were buried on the spot, and all the wounded were brought back for treatment. Ronald thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, Commander. Cullen received the order, turned around and immediately carried it out.

"Wait a minute. Ronald stopped Cullen.

Cullen stopped and looked at Ronald with some confusion.

"Make a note of the names of those who died, and check if they have any close family members. If any, each family will receive a pension of 15 gold coins. 10 gold coins for the seriously injured and 5 gold coins for the lightly injured. Ronald looked at Cullen's look of surprise and continued: "In addition, tell the others that these gold coins are only for the wounded to recuperate, and all those who participate in the battle today will be rewarded with 5 gold coins for each enemy killed." ”

When Ronald said this, he did not lower his voice, and even deliberately amplified the volume, deliberately so that the members around him could hear it clearly.

"Long live the regimental commander!"

"Long live Captain Ronald!"

"Long live the Hydra Thieves!"

In an instant, all the members of the group were boiling!

Ronald looked at the cheering group members, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Power and money are really two artifacts under control, and this principle works the same in that world." ”

Cowan walked over with the unconscious Scott with one hand, threw Scott to the ground, and said respectfully to Ronald: "Commander, this guy is unconscious, but his life is not in danger." ”

Cowan clearly remembers that Ronald was going to be caught alive and then extorted ransom like the Prescott family, and he did not dare to blatantly disobey Ronald's orders now.

Especially after he used the technique of iron cloth shirt hard qigong to clamp the tip of the spear that stabbed into his heart, Cowan's awe of Ronald was raised to a new level again.

Ronald motioned to wake up the unconscious Scott, and without waiting for the members of the team on the side to step forward, Cowan directly grabbed Scott on the ground, slapped him twice, and directly pulled Scott's face into a pig's head.

Scott woke up in severe pain, his nose was broken, several teeth had been lost, and his face was swollen like steamed buns, looking miserable.

The eyes that were huddled into a slit forced them open, and their eyes swept around, and Scott let out a groan and said, "I demand a ransom to be paid, and the news of my capture will be sent back to the family, and you will get a lot of ransom." ”

"Of course, I said from the beginning that I wouldn't kill you. But your family is destined to give you a blood - 100,000 gold coins, one less gold coin, and I will cut off one of your fingers!" Ronald leaned over, looked at Scott, and said with a sneer, "Happy cooperation, Master Prescott." ”