Only more than 10 seconds later, the savage-like man appeared in everyone's field of vision. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Obviously, it was just one step at a time, walking steadily, and the steps were not very big, only more than ten steps before and after, and the big man walked in front of everyone from two or three hundred meters away.

Dahan stopped 20 meters away, looked around, and laughed strangely.

"Hehe, you didn't run, you guys have the guts. ”

Kaphora dragged the long whip, stepped forward, and reported loudly to the door: "Kaphora, the eldest daughter of the 142nd generation of the Moranda family, has seen Lord Martial Saint!

"The Moranda family?" the big man was stunned for a moment, scratching his hair like a chicken nest, and suddenly realized: "You are the nobles outside?"

Kaflan was also stunned, outside, could it be that there are aborigines in this secret realm?

"Hahaha!"

The big man was overjoyed and laughed wildly: "Great! I was worried about getting outside, and I didn't know where to start, so you sent it to the door!"

Ka Blanc frowned slightly, and then said with a sweet smile: "Your Excellency, the Moranda family is the sixth largest family in the empire, with a cloud of masters and amazing power, if you are willing to deign to come to the family to work, no one will dare to stop you from doing anything at that time......

The big man waved his hand impatiently and said proudly: "No need! My demon god Carl, what do you want to do, no one dares to stop you! Today, except for you to live, they all have to die!"

Several people are a little dumbfounded, it's just a second-turn Silver Martial Sect, they dare to call themselves demon gods, the so-called ignorant are fearless, how to communicate with this kind of person?

Caphora gritted her teeth and began her final attempt, speaking incredibly bluntly.

"Lord Karl, there are currently 5 Golden Martial Saints in the Moranda family, and there are more than 600 masters like you, and the annual consumption of just supporting these masters is an astronomical amount. ”

"Believe me, believe in the strength and credibility of the Moranda family, our way of survival is simple - to give the best help to our friends, and the deepest fear to our enemies. ”

"If you insist on being an enemy of Moranda, even if you kill us all, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of the secret realm. ”

"Joke! I, the demon god Karl, are the strongest in this world! A fool who dies at my hands can cover the entire plain of despair!"

Karl sneered, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit, murderous awe.

"After you go out, even if you are not the strongest for a while, then kill slowly, and when you kill all of your Moranda family, it will naturally be the strongest!

Kaphora laughed angrily, knowing in his heart that with such an ignorant madman, no matter what he said, it was useless, he could only fight first.

Immediately shouted angrily: "Temper tantrum!"

"Roar!"

The grumpy stick was already hungry and thirsty, and when he heard this, he roared wildly and rushed forward with his mace.

Karl looked at the grumpy and clumsy pace, pursed his lips in disdain, and stabbed out with a sword in his hand.

Still couldn't see the movement of the sword clearly, only a faint black shadow could be seen, and I saw an extra fluctuation in the air, like a comet dragging its flame tail, straight to the tempered chest.

The air flow was almost instantaneous, and the temper tantrum was unable to dodge, and he didn't intend to dodge at all, allowing the air wave to hit the top of his chest.

I saw that the grumpy skin first sunken, and then the back bulged slightly, and a wave of air that could pierce the boulder disappeared invisibly.

"Huh, it's actually more durable than the rock demon......"

Karl was also slightly surprised, and finally began to look at the giant beast squarely, and after thinking about it, he realized that this was a creature that had never been seen before, and it could not be compared with those waste wood adventurers.

Seeing that the temper tantrum almost rushed in front of Carl, the mace was almost picked up, only to see Carl take a step lightly, and instantly stepped a distance of nearly 10 meters.

turned around slowly, and taunted by the way: "Thick skin, take me a slap...... Hell Instant Sword!"

As he spoke, Karl tied his legs into arrows, leaned back slightly, stretched forward with his left hand, lost his temper with his index finger, and pulled the sword back with his right hand, putting on a stabbing posture like pulling a bow, and then stabbed violently!

This sword was completely different from before, as his stabbing shot out, a black light shot out from the front of the Junhou Sword, silently, but the speed was twice as fast as the air wave?

This is the real energy sword qi!

Fast! Extremely fast! Almost as soon as he saw the sword qi appear, the violent temper over there had already been hit by the sword!

Black lightning pierced through the temper's chest and shot out from the other side.

The sword qi finally hit a boulder, causing a crackling sound to explode all the way through to the end of the boulder, before it exploded violently, collapsing half of the stone wall into a huge hole.

Wen Yuan twitched out of the corner of his eyes, Carl, as an indigenous martial saint, was not worse than the powerful second-turn professional in his memory, and his strength was indeed terrifyingly strong.

However, Kafran was indifferent, just smiled coldly, and stared at Carl's movements.

The vindictive spirit has a high degree of condensation, fast speed, and strong piercing power, and it is naturally invincible to use it to kill people, but it is not suitable to deal with violent tempers.

The temper tantrum was pierced with a transparent hole from front to back, the cross-shaped wound turned slightly, and the blood seemed terrible, but it didn't seem to be affected at all, and with a roar of rage, he turned around and continued to chase Carl.

Karl's two swords in a row didn't work, and he was chased behind by the stupid beast he usually looked down on the most, and his face was a little unbearable.

But after all, his sanity is still there, and he is like a mirror in his heart: there are so many enemies eyeing him, there is no need to fight to the death with a meat shield, kill all the remaining waste wood, and leave a fool who is not kneaded at will?

With a cold snort, Carl took a diagonal step again, put aside his temper, and rushed to the left of the brute bull more than ten meters away, facing the brute bull, and stabbed out with a sword!

"I'd like to see if you're all so durable!"

This sword was just an ordinary high-speed air flow, not an energy sword qi, but for a brute bull, this speed was already too fast to react.

Although his nerves had already tensed, when he saw the qi sword forming, he only had time to deviate slightly from his body before he was hit on the shoulder by the qi sword.

The brute bull does not have the thick skin of a violent temper, although it has a fighting spirit to protect its body, it is still broken through the defense by the qi sword, and a deep hole is shot in the shoulder.

The brute bull snorted, opened his eyes angrily, stared at Karl tightly, the green tendons on his hand holding the war hammer were exposed, and the hammer head flashed with an earthy yellow shimmer from time to time, obviously urging the fighting spirit to the limit.

"Fool, you're far worse than your brother! Why don't you come and smash me?"

Karl sneered unceremoniously, raising his hand and stabbing another sword.

The exact same high-speed air current, pasting the handle of the hammer in front of the bull, hit the bull's chest.

Even though there was another hole in his chest, the brute remained motionless, just holding his hammer to his heart and staring closely at Carl's movements.

The brute bull knows very well that with Carl's speed, he doesn't have any ability to fight back at all, and the hammer of the earth is indeed a powerful profession that is good at attacking a wide range, but this time, the opponent is the Silver Martial Sect!

Rashly shot, there is no possibility of hitting at all, the only thing he can do is to believe in his teammates and wait for an opportunity!

Grumpy didn't give up this concept at all, and even though the speed was far behind, he still persevered behind Carl.

Carl didn't have to look back, the powerful spiritual power clearly sensed everything, and the speed of the stupid big man chasing after him was enough for him to stab three more times.

But he didn't want to play like this anymore, the attrition of the repeated battles was a trivial matter, and the fact that there was always a bed bug following him around made him so annoyed that he was about to lose his patience.

Having made up his mind to make a quick decision, Carl pulled out of his stance and aimed at the hammer head of the Bull Warhammer, a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Fool, you think you'll be fine if you block it, it's time for you to feel the real fear......!

At the moment when Carl's stab was about to strike, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the right side of his body, his eyes were full of disbelief, and the last word "sword" was stiffly held back!