"But I can help you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Michelle has a look of determination on her face.

Winston's face was like a vicious tiger, and he scolded fiercely: "Get out, I still have to take care of you guys staying here!"

Where did Michelle suffer such a grievance, her eyes suddenly turned red, and Muliel hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Thank you for your help!"

After speaking, he dragged Michelle and the other two people into the forest quickly.

"Where did you come from, boy, if you are strong, you will die under the sword of my fierce wolf Dark!" the middle-aged man shouted.

Winston smiled contemptuously, "Now that I've made a move, do you think you can scare me off with just two words?"

"Look for death!"

Duck shouted loudly, and the red light from his fighting spirit shot through the air, turning into an unrivaled edge and slashing at Winston's forehead.

The two-handed sword came with a swift wind and thunder, and the powerful air flow caused the trees to break and the flowers and plants to lurk.

The wild attack rushed in, and Winston didn't dare to be careless, and the true dragon pupil locked on his every movement, and the sword in his right hand slashed upward, pointing directly at Duck's wrist.

"Even with the sword in your hand, you want to stop me, and suffer death!"

Dark's eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, the fighting spirit on his body was three points stronger, and the cloak on his back was also whistling with fierce fighting energy.

"Boom!" Hurard rapier and greatsword touched, and was immediately pressed out of a zigzag arc, and Winston felt an extremely strong force quickly rush through the tip of the sword to his arm.

Frightened, his legs kicked hurriedly, and Winston's whole body spun upside down, and the violent force was also unloaded.

"Where to run!"

The red light on the two-handed greatsword exploded, the flames wrapped around the sword body, and with Dark's volley, several flying flame sword qi shrouded Winston in layers.

True Sight Dragon Pupil stared at the flying sword qi, Winston let out a loud shout, the muscles around his body suddenly tensed, and his toes were fast, if a person resisted the wind and passed through the sword qi in the sky, Xu Lard's thin sword in his hand stabbed out angrily, like a flash of lightning and lightning stabbing at him.

Dark's sword swept away, and under the blessing of the strong fighting spirit, the majestic flame sword qi gushed out, and the rolling waves of fire forced Winston to suffocate.

Winston's eyes were cold, and at this time, retreat must fall into the downwind, and let out a loud roar from his mouth, without dodging or dodging, and stabbed straight up in the face of the overwhelming fire.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the sound of explosions continued, and the surrounding trees and stones instantly shattered under the spilled energy.

The flames gnawed at his skin, and Winston stabbed out with a sword in his hand as he stabbed out with a burst of broken branches and stones.

A little cold light was highlighted in the thick smoke formed by the explosion, and Duck was shocked, secretly screaming badly, and hurriedly blocked the sword face of the big sword in front of him.

I saw that the cold light slammed into the hard greatsword like lightning, and the piercing golden sound sounded, and Hurard's thin sword pierced the two-handed greatsword, and with a terrifying chill it approached Duck's face.

"Damn!"

Winston's sword was so fast that Duck didn't have time to dodge, so he had to deflect his head in a panic.

"Whew!"

The sharp blade of the sword slashed across Duck's cheek, blood gushing out.

Squinting at the wound on his face, Dark's heart burned with rage, and with a wild roar, the crimson light exploded, and the flames rushed madly in all directions like huge waves.

As soon as he wanted to retreat, he was swept up by the violent waves of flames, flying several meters like a cloud and slamming into a giant tree.

After all, the head-on confrontation with the sixth-order powerhouse was a little worse, and he felt that his internal organs were about to shift. Unable to fight any longer, Winston endured severe pain all over his body and jumped up from the ground, unable to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, turned around and fled into the dense forest.

"If you want to escape, it's not that easy!"

Dark's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he chased after Winston.

The dense jungle is a natural ally for Winston, who has the tendons of beasts, bouncing and leaping between a few branches, escaping a distance of tens of meters in the blink of an eye.

"Bastard, how can you run faster than a monkey!"

Looking at Winston's figure quickly moving away, Duck was also a little anxious, and suddenly stopped, the fighting spirit condensed into the sword, and the powerful force dragged the wind around, and for a while the sand and rocks were flying, and the trees swayed rapidly.

The blazing flames were like countless ribbons wrapped around the great sword in his hand, and countless ripples of heat could be faintly seen spreading in the air.

"Scorching Slash!"

With a loud shout, a huge flame formed an arc of light and sent the wind flying out. The branches and leaves of the trees along the way were instantly dried up and fallen off by the heat wave.

The True Sight Dragon Hitomi had already sensed the violent energy fluctuations behind him, and when danger struck, Winston hooked his left foot to the trunk of the tree, and his body spun around, and he was able to avoid this powerful blow.

"Boom!"

With a bang, under the impact of the scorching slash, a scorched black ravine about a foot wide suddenly appeared on the ground.

Winston's gaze shrank, he knew that the strength of each level after the fifth order would be a world of difference, but he didn't expect the gap to be so big, if this blow was realized, he would have to die on the spot. Not daring to linger any longer, Winston quickened his pace and fled into the forest.

After dragging his badly wounded body and forcibly escaping for dozens of miles, leaving Duck far away, Winston turned to chase in the direction where the student had left. I don't know how long I walked, but Winston's body was a little unbearable at this time, and he felt that his whole body was on fire, and his head began to feel dizzy.

Damn, the injury was so bad, and the consciousness actually became blurry at this time. Winston told himself not to fall in the wild, as it meant that he could be eaten by the predators of the forest at any moment.

Unfortunately, this time the injury exceeded the limit of what he could bear, and he finally gradually lost consciousness and fell weakly from the tree.

Hopefully it won't just happen to be discovered by the beasts.

That was Winston's last thought, and he fell into a deep coma.

......

"Ugh!"

With a groan, Winston woke up from his coma, lying on a thin shoulder, with a faint scent lingering on the tip of his nose.

Did Michelle save herself? The scene of the beautiful woman saving the hero seems to be good.

Winston felt the slender curve beneath him, and asked with a little excitement, "Why are you back again?" ”

"You saved us, we can't leave you alone. ”

It wasn't Michelle's voice, it was the handsome Mullier!Winston immediately felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly, and he had forgotten that noble men also had a habit of wearing perfume among themselves, and that he was a little obsessed with the smell.

"Let me go!"

Winston didn't want to stay any longer on his back.

Muliel refused: "Your Excellency, you are badly injured. ”

These injuries had already healed under the influence of the beast's blood when Winston was unconscious, and it no longer affected his normal movements, and with a press of his palm on Mulliel's face, Winston jumped out of his back with extreme agility.

Mulliel, who was sweating profusely, turned his head to look at Winston in surprise, "Your injury?"

After moving his muscles slightly, Winston saw that he had been sweating profusely for so long, and his tone softened: "It's okay, let's go find someone else." ”

Winston's injuries have been examined, and his muscles and bones have been broken in many places, and his internal organs have also hemorrhaged to varying degrees, and it stands to reason that he can't get out of bed for two or three months. But looking at his current figure of flying motion, Muliel thought that he was holding on, and for the first time, he had a sense of admiration for this man's perseverance. What kind of environment can create such a resolute guy? This question is deeply rooted in Muliel's heart.