The noise from far and near, and the flickering firelight that accompanied the noise, woke Rowe from his resting state with his eyes closed.

"Whew-"

Rowe exhaled deeply, then stood up.

The moment to face the final boss is finally coming...... Is it?

"Heh, this kind of thing really doesn't fit my personal habits. Luo Wei muttered, and he turned his gaze in the direction of the noise and firelight: "I hope that the swear of Ko Luowen in the name of the goddess of the mountains is the truth of real gold without discount......"

After muttering the above two sentences, Luo Wei glanced into the endless darkness behind him.

Perhaps it was not right to say that it was endless darkness, because in the direction leading to the eleventh underground cavern, hundreds of hungry wolf-like eyes could clearly be seen in the darkness with a shadowy green light and the unique color of the Dead Soul Fire.

In the darkness, there seemed to be an invisible cage, so that those undead who had originally gathered from the deeper caves and the surface because the ninth Extreme Yin Gathering Spirit Array had also been completely destroyed, were all wrapped up and could not advance even half an inch.

If it weren't for that, Baron Ferrodo's private army would never have been able to rush over so quickly.

Turning his head, Rowe watched the light of the torch approach, and then he saw the tired faces of the privates clapping in battle formation, sword clenching in hand.

There were probably more than a hundred private soldiers when Luo Wei passed by harmlessly, but now they came to this ninth cave alive...... There are probably thirty or forty of them.

The flint sparkled, and the sparks ignited the torches, which were held tightly by Tyrant.

The roaring light of the fire reflected Luo Wei and his undead minions, the elder of the four figures dragging behind them, and finally intertwined, looking so ...... Alone.

"Stop, keep going, you're all going to die. ”

Luo Wei looked at the private soldiers who had seen him and said, although there was no pity in his eyes.

It was not the private soldiers who stopped and retreated, but a few crossbow arrows that came with a strong wind.

Oh, as the old saying goes, must there be something hateful about the poor man?

Looking at the crossbow bolts nailed to the self-activated ice shield, Luo Wei shook his head slightly.

"Who are you?"

Probably sensing that physical attacks could not hurt Luo Wei, the aristocratic young man who seemed to be Meng Lingcha passed through the battle formation of the private soldiers and walked in front of Luo Wei, who was only ten meters away.

"I should ask you this question. Luo Wei smiled at the other party: "You, who are you?, don't you know that the thirteen-fold Extreme Yin Gathering Spirit Magic Array that constructs this magic mystery lock, the more it is destroyed, the greater the rebound?"

"These people—" Rowe nodded at the weary privates with swords in hand, "and they're all going to die because of your greed." ”

Luo Wei's words stirred up the already disgruntled private soldiers.

"Shut up, you pigs, if you don't want to die now, shut up for me!"

The aristocratic young man became irritable again, although this time he did not kill people, but the commotion of the private soldiers quickly shut up because they had already learned a lot.

"What do you know? You...... Nothing, know, Tao!"

After intimidating the private soldiers, the aristocratic young man locked on Luo Wei with an angry gaze.

"You're wrong, I already know a lot of things, such as the Eagle's Horn, like the Heart of the Mountains, like ......" Luo Wei smiled at the grumpy aristocratic youth, "a certain great shaman named Montlingza, and the story of this great shaman who betrayed his clan and the queen's adoptive mother. ”

Luo Wei originally guessed that after he said this, the aristocratic youth suspected of being Meng Lingcha would go berserk and smash all kinds of witchcraft in the face.

But Luo Wei guessed wrong, because instead of being furious and furious, the aristocratic young man suspected of being in Montencha returned to a calm state little by little.

"As a final word of advice, what you see and hear is not necessarily the truth. The aristocratic young man said to Rowe, and he turned back to the people around him and ordered, "Combein, kill this fool." ”

A middle-aged warrior walked out from among the private soldiers in response, he pulled out the stabbing sword hanging from his waist, and the light of the torch reflected the lion pattern on the gauntlet of the stabbing sword, which was already a little awkward How to look at the starting style of the lion rain meteor swordsmanship.

Rowe's heart moved, and he waved his hand to eliminate the ice shield that had been standing in front of him, and then also drew the bayonet sword hanging from his waist, the bayonet called the lion's fang.

"Lion's Fang?!"

The middle-aged warrior saw Luo Wei's bayonet, so he froze when he had already put on an attacking stance.

"The descendants of the Brolane family, you still have a little vision. ”

Holding the lion's fangs in his hand, Luo Wei posed the most original lion rain meteor sword technique.

Dang Chang -

The eyes of the middle-aged warrior named Kangbein widened, and he didn't even notice that the imitation lion's tooth in his hand had fallen to the ground because he was too surprised.

"How can you be a Thousand Strikes Lion Rain Meteor Sword Technique?How can you be a Thousand Strikes Lion Rain Meteor Sword Technique?!"

Combein exclaimed, his voice full of disbelief and palpable ...... Surprise.

"Sons and grandsons of the Brolanes, are you still going to oppose me?"

Instead of answering Combein's question, Rowe asked a rhetorical question that was either friend or foe.

This question made the middle-aged warrior named Combein obviously hesitate for a moment, and then he made a final decision.

Combein leaned over and picked up his stabbing sword, and then said word by word: "Even if you hold the lion's fang, even if you master the Thousand Strikes Lion Rain Meteor Sword Technique, it still can't change the fact that you are not a descendant of the Brolane family. You're an enemy!"

Before the words fell, Combein had already pounced.

But only in terms of the speed of the pounce, Combein at least has the strength of the silver level or even surpasses the silver level, and his pounce speed is even fast enough to leave a visual afterimage in Rovi's retina.

Burst!

Combein, who stabbed with his sword, succeeded in one blow!

The stabbing sword that was clenched by Combain easily pierced the chest of his target!

However, it was not Luo Wei who was impaled in the chest, nor Luo Wei's three corpse servants, but ...... A young man of the aristocracy who is suspected of being a Lingza.

"The Brulane family organizes training, the lion's tooth is pointing at the sword, no matter the strong or weak, old or young, they are all the enemies that the Brulane family must eliminate!"

Combein drew his sword and retreated to where Rowe was.

Combein had to retreat, because the aristocratic young man suspected of being Moningza did not clutch himself to his chest, but instead fell on him with a serpent-like gaze.

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