With Miller's move, the remaining seven or eight men in black around him also pressed up, and it was only then that Mark found out that Thorne and Sophia had both been promoted to strong warriors, and Shirley's strength was not low, with at least 40 points of mental power, and her control over the water was simply superb. With the addition of Maria in the late stage of a strong warrior www.biquge.info it is easy for four people to deal with seven or eight men in black.

The strength of the Qi Warrior is definitely worthy of affirmation, the Qi Warrior has been able to form a layer of protective combat qi on the surface of the body, and the effect is similar to that of the wizard's wizard cover, in short, if the protective combat qi is not broken, it will not be able to hurt the Qi warrior.

Even if Mark transformed into a dragon spirit and used the strengthening technique, he could barely block Miller's attack, but the strange thing is that Mark felt that Miller didn't seem to use all his strength, and because of this, Mark barely supported more than a dozen moves.

Watching the remaining men in black gradually lose their combat effectiveness under the attacks of Shirley and several people, and Miller's side has not made progress for a long time, Jeff couldn't help but panic. Jumping to his feet and shouting:

"Why haven't the damn city guards come yet!Miller, if you can't handle this kid, I'll sell your sister to Red Moon Street!"

Hearing Jeff's voice, Miller, who was fighting fiercely with Mark, was obviously in a trance, and Mark took the opportunity to give him a hard blow to the chest.

Miller clutched his chest and spat on blood and retreated, although it was a little strange why this qi warrior didn't go all out, Mark would not let go of this good opportunity at this time, and pounced and pressed it with all his might.

And no one present knew that Miller's mind at the moment flashed several images like a movie.

Picture 1:

A childish little girl is saying goodbye to Miller:

"Brother, he often comes back to see me and my mother. ”

"Don't worry, I will," Miller said with a rare warm smile on his face.

Picture 2:

A dying middle-aged man was lying on the bed, and Miller, who was obviously much younger, was kneeling in front of the bed:

"Miller, you are the only hope for my Snowstorm family......! It's on you, in the Romantis Empire...... We are hopeless, they ...... Those who will not give more advanced exercises to slaves to cultivate, and if they want to break through the spirit warriors, they must ...... Must go...... The only way to enter the Martial Temple is to enter the Martial Temple...... to have a chance to break through the spirit warriors, and even ...... Even knights!"

"Father, I will definitely join the Martial Sanctuary and break through the Spirit Warriors! and even the Knights!

Picture 3:

Three days ago, Jeff and Miller were talking in a dark room:

"Your Highness, I heard that this time the old ancestor returned to the family and planned to select five warriors with excellent qualifications in the empire to return to the Martial Temple, can you let me try it?"

"Do you want to go to the Martial Temple? Hahaha-haha, a lowly slave, you still want to go to the Martial Temple, go back and daydream!"

"Your Highness......"

"Smack-" A slap slapped Miller in the face.

"Get out!" Jeff roared loudly through the hall, "You can't get what I can't get!You lowly slave!Idiot!bastard!"

Thinking at that moment, Miller made a decision, he gritted his teeth and a light burst out in his eyes, facing the surging Mark, Miller's momentum soared, and a strange posture in his hand came out:

"Descend the Dragon's Palm!"

"Not good!" Feeling Miller's rapidly improving momentum, Mark's heart sank, but in this case, there was no other way, except to quickly add three layers of flame shields in front of him, and he could only resign himself to fate.

Seeing that the two were about to collide together, Miller suddenly showed a sly smile on his face, and with this sly smile, the dragon descending palm brewing in his hand suddenly dispersed for some reason, and Miller suddenly screamed and flew backwards in the air quickly, spitting blood foam in his mouth while flying, and he looked like he was about to die.

Mark was stunned for a moment, he hadn't touched him yet, why did he knock a dignified warrior away? And he was seriously injured? Just when he couldn't figure it out, a panicked face entered his eyelids. That's right, this is Jeff, Mark suddenly understood, but his trick was old and could never be recovered.

"Boom-" There was a crisp sound, how could a mere seventh-level reserve soldier withstand Mark's full blow? Jeff's whole person was scorched in the blink of an eye, and he died on the spot.

With this crisp sound, everyone around, including the onlookers, was obviously stunned, and the scene was surprisingly quiet.

"Oh no! Trick!" Mark was the first to wake up, although this Jeff was only a seventh-level reserve warrior, how could he be said to be the prince of the Romantis Empire.

didn't have time to say anything, and before the people around him could react, Mark hurriedly pulled Shirley, Maria, Thorne and Sophia to squeeze through the crowd, grabbed a carriage and ran all the way to the West Gate.

On the way, Mark contacted Lucius again, and met at Simon for a while. Everyone in the carriage was still looking at Mark blankly, Shirley opened her mouth and said with a wry smile:

"Brother, why did you kill that prince, just scare him. ”

"I said I was calculated, do you believe me?" replied Mark, reluctantly.

"Ahh

Seeing Shirley's obvious disbelief, Mark shook his head speechlessly, and then suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out a bat flying puppet and asked:

"Shirley, do you have a flying golem?"

"Flying golems? I know this, but unfortunately I don't. ”

Shirley looked enviously at the bat-flying golem in Mark's hand. She was born in the wild, and although she has a witch book, she doesn't have anything that other wizards should have.

"Here's for you, I just have a spare one here. I'll teach you how to use it, and you'll have to rely on this to escape for a while!" said Mark, who took the time to introduce the techniques of using flying bats.

Just as Mark was riding in the carriage and getting closer and closer to the West Gate, a banquet was being held in the Romantis Palace, and almost all the rich and powerful nobles in the imperial capital of the Romantis Empire had arrived.

Today is a good day for Lord Jonathan to choose disciples, everyone knows that once he is selected by Lord Jonathan, he will be able to enter the Martial Temple for further study, and there is a great hope of advancing to the rank of spirit warrior, and even if he is lucky, he may even become a knight.

What is the concept of knight? It can be said that knights are almost at the top of the world of true martial arts, knights have a long life, powerful combat power, no matter where they are, knights are looked up to by people.

At the realm of knights, the potential of the human body has been greatly explored, and even a fourth-level wizard does not dare to say that he can defeat a knight.

In the huge main hall of the palace, thousands of nobles are chatting and praising each other, and beautiful palace maids are shuttling through the hall like butterflies with delicious food and wine. And in a secret room in the depths of the palace, the Romandean Emperor Berderick was sitting at the bottom, discussing something with Jonathan on the throne with a heavy expression:

"Ancestor, in this way, none of the descendants of my imperial royal family have this qualification to go to the Martial Temple to further study?"

"Well, I originally had two qualifications, but unfortunately I was too indulgent in wine before, and I missed the best basic age, and now it's too late to work hard. Jonathan's face was flat, but his mood could be seen by the occasional hint of worry in his eyes.

"Well—that's only to be found among the royal court's attendants and imperial nobles. Burderick sighed in disappointment.

"Although the life span of a knight is long, it is not endless, if I can't go further and advance to the Knight of Light, I will maintain the empire for more than three thousand years at most, and if there are no excellent juniors during this period, the Romantis Empire will fall apart sooner or later. ”

"Ancestor don't be disappointed, the next time you come back, the kid will definitely not disappoint you. Burderick stood up respectfully and bowed deeply to Jonathan.