Ronald stood there, a beastly dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold: "You have all the royal law and law, if you let the royal family hear this, no matter how strong your ice wolf mercenary group is, you will be slaughtered!"

Ronald's words made the face of the member of the White Wolf Mercenary Group who was so loud change slightly, but then, a nonchalant sneer appeared on his face: "Where did the bastard come out and dare to go against our White Wolf Mercenary Group?"

The so-called mountain high emperor is far away, this Gregory is located in the border area of the principality, at least a month away from the princely king, which is still riding a fast horse. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt takes at least three months to walk or ride in a horse-drawn carriage......

Ronald's words did startle them at first, but then they didn't care.

What's more, if they really cared about the law, they wouldn't dare to get involved in the matter of the nobles fighting for inheritance.

"I wasn't interested in going against you White Wolf Mercenary Regiment, but if you take my things, that's all there is to it. Ronald looked at the pitch-black two-handed sword in the man's hand, and his eyes became colder and colder.

This sword is different from the average knight's sword, and even slightly different from the usual two-handed longsword style.

The sword is about 1.4 meters long, with two-handed hilts, cross gauntlets, and a straight sword body without any arcs, wide and heavy.

The sword is as dark as ink, and if you look closely, there is still a trace of red thread.

This color and texture obviously appeared after the material of the dark iron was fused.

The mercenary looked down at the sword in his hand thoughtfully, and his face showed a sudden expression: "So this sword is yours?"

"That's right. Ronald responded.

"Great, our White Wolf Mercenary Regiment has taken a fancy to this sword, and when I present this sword to our regimental leader, I will say a few kind words for you. The mercenary grinned with an unbridled smile.

"Hahaha......"

"Haha......"

The members of the three White Wolf Mercenary Groups burst out laughing.

Ronald also burst into laughter, as if he had seen a farce that had never been seen before.

As Ronald's laughter appeared, the three members of the White Wolf Mercenary Group smiled and looked at him with gloomy faces.

"What are you laughing at!"

Ronald shook his head: "I'm laughing at the White Wolf Mercenary Group and raising a bunch of idiots, and if you don't do anything serious all day long, you will get yourself in trouble." The corners of Ronald's mouth curled, and the beastly smile on his face became more and more terrifying.

Originally, he wanted to leave Gregory with the sword, but he didn't expect that he would unite with the white wolf mercenaries because of these idiots.

Ronald lamented in his heart that the world is impermanent.

At the same time, he also had a strong killing intent towards the three fools in front of him.

"Look for death!"

"Kill him!"

The two members of the White Wolf Mercenary Regiment roared angrily, drew their swords and rushed towards Ronald.

"Kill you, I don't even bother to use the hidden weapon mechanism. Ronald looked at the fierce look on the faces of the two of them, and the skillful sword gripping posture, and knew that these were two mercenaries with a lot of combat experience.

But......

The sixth sense didn't alert him to any danger at all.

This shows that the two people in front of them ......

It's too weak!!

Ronald clenched his fists and looked coldly at the two mercenaries who were killing him.

The long sword slashed down, and the sharp blade slashed along Ronald's head, which was ready to kill Ronald with one blow, giving Ronald no chance of survival.

Slow, too slow!

Ronald looked at the long sword that was slashed from the top of his head, and sighed in his heart: "Since that's the case, don't blame me." With a movement of his feet, Ronald dodged the sword.

The person from the White Wolf Mercenary Regiment only felt a flower in front of him, and the long sword was slashed down, but there was no touch of hit on the sword, as if the person in front of him had suddenly disappeared.

Years of mercenary experience still gave him a good reflexes, and when he realized that the feeling of the long sword was different, he quickly swept in front of him, searching for Ronald's figure.

However, before he could react, a dark and heavy elbow slammed into his head.

As if he had been hit by a hammer, a few teeth in his mouth suddenly fell out, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body flew out directly.

Ronald looked at the other stunned mercenary next to him, and without saying a word, he punched him.

His physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, and his fists contain fighting energy, and the power is probably not much better than the hammer that Old Jack picked up to hit iron.

The fist hit the jaw violently, and the members of the White Wolf Mercenary Group didn't even have a chance to react, they passed out directly, and a lot of teeth flew out of their mouths, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to eat in the future.

A dodge, an elbow, a punch!

The two members of the White Wolf Mercenary Regiment had fallen to the ground like dead pigs.

The whole process is clean and neat, and the simplicity makes the onlookers feel incredible.

Even Old Jack, who was kicked to the ground, looked at Ronald blankly at this time, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Dou Qi! You are a bronze swordsman!" The only remaining mercenary subconsciously took two steps back, his expression panicked.

"Oh, am I a bronze swordsman at my level? I heard that your leader seems to be a silver swordsman, I wonder if it's true?" Ronald said nonchalantly, looking at his fist.

"Hah...... Haha......" The mercenary looked at Ronald, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled reluctantly: "Of course, our regiment leader is a silver swordsman, but he is a strong man who is one level higher than you, and a guy like you who is just starting to fight is far behind." ”

"yes, I'm really interested in meeting the so-called Silver Swordsman now. Ronald lifted his feet and walked slowly towards him.

"Uh......" The mercenary watched Ronald walk towards him, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Ronald continues to close.

The mercenary gritted his teeth and threw the long sword in his hand that was infused with dark iron towards Ronald: "You are powerful this time, and this sword will be returned to you." ”

The pitch-black sword was thrown over, and Ronald caught it.

The heaviness of the sword came from Ronald's palm, but it was completely difficult for him.

"Die!"

The mercenary watched as Ronald reached out and took the sword, his eyes flashing with a sinister smile.

The long sword at his waist was drawn, and a slight flash flashed on the blade, and it instantly slashed through the air and slashed towards Ronald.

This sword is faster, more ruthless, and more despicable!

"Beware!" exclaimed Old Jack from the side.

Ronald sneered: "There is still no sense of danger, it's too weak!"

Ronald held the long sword in one hand, blocking it above his head, only to hear a soft groan, and the two swords collided together.

One flickered with a sharp cold light, and the other was pitch black!

The same is only the sword light that flashed on the two swords that were infused with fighting spirit.

This mercenary also has a fighting spirit, and he is also a bronze swordsman!

"Die, dare to look down on our White Wolf Mercenary Group, you can only make up for your mistakes with your own blood. The mercenary sneered, his eyes flashing with blood, and his body was filled with a murderous aura.

"It's all said, you're too weak, you don't even feel the slightest danger. Ronald held his sword in one hand, and the two blades collided, gluing to each other, and there was a sound of metal grinding.

As soon as Ronald finished speaking, he flew up and kicked the other man in the chest.

The mercenary took a step back and jumped out of his body, avoiding Ronald's sneak attack.

"Despicable. A layer of cold sweat oozed from the mercenary's forehead, and he looked slightly afraid.

"And what about this trick?"

Ronald lunged out, holding the pitch-black sword in both hands instead, and slashed head-on at the opponent.

The strength of the whole body was poured together, and it was transmitted to the sword body through the arm.

The whistling sword wind swirls and slashes down!

The mercenary subconsciously raised his sword to block, but felt an incomparable brute force coming from the sword, his wrist hurt, and the long sword was broken in half. The blade flew out with a slam of time.

But Ronald's long sword was still unspent, and the blade slashed through his chest and slashed to the end!

Zi~Zi~

The armor on his chest cracked a hideous sword mark, and blood spurted out along the cracks, making it seem like a rain of blood was falling in the streets.

The mercenary fell to the ground, his body still looking shocked.

Heavy Slash!

Ronald's sword skills drawn from the novice package of the Great Bandit System can concentrate the strength of his whole body at one point and burst out, with his current strength, plus the increase in fighting energy, even the armor has been broken in two!

"They say you're too weak. Ronald looked at the corpse and sneered disdainfully.

Raising the long sword and looking at the blade, he saw that the pitch-black blade was unharmed, flashing with a faint cold light. The blood on the sword's body was slowly dripping along the blade at this time, and it didn't even get a trace of it.

"Sharpen iron like clay, not blood?" Ronald looked at the long sword in his hand, and his eyes flashed.

Although it is not a weapon appreciation, since it can meet these two conditions, even an idiot knows that this is definitely a good sword!

A good sword that far exceeded his expectations!

Old Jack on the side looked at Ronald standing on the street, his expression was shocked, and after a while, he ran over, bent down and picked up the half-cut long sword and put it in front of him.

"Haha, cut off the long sword! cut off the long sword!" Old Jack held the blade of the sword, dancing with his hands, as if crazy: "My old Jack, I have finally forged an iron sword in this life!"

"Iron Sword?" Ronald looked at the pitch-black long sword in his hand, grinned, and also showed an excited look: "This name is good, you will be called Iron Sword in the future!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" said Old Jack, who was as excited as a child, and ran straight through the crowd into the blacksmith's shop.

Several of his apprentices tried to come and help him, but they were all pushed aside by the strong old Jack's backhand.

The blacksmith shop was a mess, and the white wolf mercenaries had already made it look like a garbage dump.

Old Jack rummaged through a messy pile of swords, and before long he shouted in surprise, "Found it!"

Old Jack ran out quickly and handed Ronald what he had found in his hand: "Give it a try and see how it goes." Old Jack handed over a delicately crafted scabbard, which was pitch black, with only polished brass rings embedded in the middle and bottom.

Ronald looked at Old Jack's expectant eyes, and without the slightest act of hypocrisy, took the scabbard and plunged the pitch-black iron sword into it.

The blade rubbed against the scabbard, and there was a soft groan, and then it all went in.

"Just right...... Just ......" Old Jack looked at the sword in Ronald's hand and grinned, looking very proud.