Under everyone's gaze, the procession slowly walked into the imperial capital of Caesars, and in the middle of the procession, there was a luxurious carriage.

The carriage was much larger than a normal carriage, and was decorated with all sorts of gorgeous things, each of which was very eye-catching!

"Oh my God, look at this guard, right! The lowest level also has the strength of the fourth order!" exclaimed a passer-by with some strength.

"Look at the leader one! That's a ninth-order high-level warrior!" another person with good eyes recognized the leader by looking at the badge on his chest.

Nalal sat on a tall horse, wearing a huge broadsword at his waist, and the badge of a star on his chest shone brightly!

After leaving Biansai, Nalal bought a particularly gorgeous carriage, and insisted that Fu Xi should sit on it, saying that it was a noble status and could not be seen by those ordinary people.

The Wind Saint Wizard is a magician, and he has also been stained with Fuxi's light, and he has done it in the gorgeous carriage together, but his heart has never been calm.

On the way forward, Fu Xi occasionally ordered it, and the Wind Saint Demon Guide would feel that the mouth was suddenly opened, and he had even touched the edge of the god level, and he was almost able to step into the holy step!

Nalal used to be the head of the Knights, but now he has done his old job, so he is naturally handy, riding a horse, and raising his head to the sky, as if others don't know about him!

As a guard chief, the most successful thing is not how strong your strength is, but that the person you are guarding must be powerful, that is, you have provoked a big basket. He can give you a fight!

And Fuxi is exactly such a person. In the past, he used to be a guard for a prince. Although it is usually very breezy, when you see the emperor's guards, you will immediately be half a head shorter.

Now that the time has come to run, I have met the owner of the ox fork, and there is the great god Fuxi in charge, who would dare to come to the wilderness? I don't want to pretend to be forced, so I can pretend to be forced?

Who is sitting in the car? It's a god-level figure, and he can defeat the goddess of ice and snow alone. Even the Dragon Valley was wiped out in one life, and millions of orcs were refined by this great god, what else could stop this great god?

"The people in front, get out of here!"

At this moment, a team even more arrogant than Nalal appeared, a team of more than a hundred people, each of whom was dressed in delicate armor and wore a silver shining sword.

In terms of equipment alone, these equipment are much better than those of the Royal Knights, but the thin blade and the large gems on it. It shows that these swords are used for decoration, not for killing!

Because the value of those items is far greater than the lethality of the objects themselves. Such a saber Nalal even doubted that it would break when walking.

There are not no teams that dare to be so arrogant in the imperial city, but there are definitely not many, and this team in front of them is one of them.

As the most veteran nobles and the bodyguard of the Duke of Bath, who is also the best among the nobles, these guys have arrogant capital, because their masters are rich enough, and even the emperor sometimes borrows some money from the duke to spend it!

The Duke of Bath's guards are no longer arrogant for a day or two, even prince-level figures in the imperial city have to give way to the Duke of Bath!

But obviously today they have encountered a hard stubble, Nalal used to be the prince's guard, and he is used to no one in his eyes, and now he has the great god Fuxi covering, who else will he be afraid of?

"Son, who are you talking about? Get away from Uncle Ben, or Uncle Ben will castrate you!" Nalal shouted even more arrogantly.

"We are the Duke of Bath's team, you feel out of the way, otherwise you won't be able to bear the Duke's anger!" The guards on the opposite side clearly saw Nalal's team, and the strength of the two was much inferior.

That's why they took the initiative to show the name of the Duke of Bath, wanting to scare Nalal away, they already regarded Nalal's side as a general-level figure who dominated the party!

That kind of character is the most difficult to mess with, most of them have no culture, they will cut people when they see them, they are also a little afraid, they are just some small minions, even if they are cut by a general, the emperor will not say anything, and the duke will not offend a general because of a guard.

As soon as Nalal heard that the other party had raised the Duke of Bath, his mouth crooked and said: "Hmph, Duke of bullshit, I haven't heard of it, hurry up and get out of the way of Lao Tzu, otherwise I'll give you all a click!"

When he said this, the murderous aura on Nalal's body also came out violently, don't look at Nalal's usual jokes, but killing people is not ambiguous at all, otherwise he wouldn't dare to chop off Beamon's little brother by himself.

Where have the leading guards seen such a scene, they are all just showboys, and there is no way to compare with a real soldier, and his face turned pale when he was suddenly shocked by Nalar's murderous aura.

Although he was afraid, but when he looked back at the duke in the carriage, his courage grew again, he believed that as long as he did not leave his own team, the other party would not dare to make a move, this is an imperial city, and the fight is rigorous!

So the leading guard pretended to be bold and said: "What's the big deal? They are dressed in tatters, as if they are asking for food, and their subordinates are so poor, and the master must not be much better, just a group of dirt buns who have never seen the market!"

"Boom!"

While the leading guards spoke, all the iron-blooded members neatly drew their swords from their waists, and a strong murderous aura burst out in an instant, and even the surrounding temperature dropped a lot.

The members of Iron Will are not vases, but real soldiers, who have experienced real battles and have grown up in war.

They don't believe in God, they obey only the word of one man, who is supreme in their minds, and others can insult them, but not their God!

"Huh!"

A light and shadow flashed in the sky, Nalal who was originally sitting on horseback was gone, Nalal with ninth-order high-level strength was the top powerhouse even in the imperial city of Caesars, how could a small guard be able to resist it?

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and a bowl-sized head flew out, and the head made a blood-colored arc in the air, and landed exactly on the Duke of Bath's carriage.

Nalal slowly put his broadsword beside him, blood was still dripping on the sword body, Nalal said coldly: "Scold me, how can you insult my lord?"

If it is said that Nalal was still a scoundrel just now, then Nalal now is the cold ice in hell, full of murderous aura.

The Duke of Bath's guards were used to acting pretty, and when they had seen such a scene, many of the guards were so pale that they fell to the ground.

After killing someone, Nalal swaggered back, not even glancing at the leading guard, as if he had killed not a man, but a pig.

"Isn't it a little too arrogant for you to kill someone and just walk like this?" Just as Nalal dared to take a step, a majestic voice came from behind Nalal.

Nalal didn't reply: "Kill it, kill it, Lao Tzu even dares to cut Beamon's little brother, what's the point of killing a piece of garbage?"

As if sensing Nalal's ignorance, the person who spoke was also angry and said, "In that case, you should leave your life here!"

"Whew!"

A sound of breaking the sky came from behind Nalral, and the speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was behind Nalal.

"Drink!"

Nalal is not an easy person to deal with, and the battle between life and death for many days makes Nalal's feelings much sharper than that of ordinary people, and in a hurry, he didn't turn his head back, but stabbed a sword in the rear.

"Bell!"

There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, and Nalal's body retreated a long way forward, and the man finally revealed his face.

"It's the Wade Sword Master!"

"That's right, it's the latest advanced Huade Sword Saint on the continent!"

"The eleventh Saint-Rank powerhouse on the continent!"

Huade Sword Saint also took two steps back, he didn't think that the other party actually didn't care about his own life and death, and acted like himself, if it wasn't for Huade Sword Saint hiding quickly just now, he might have been stabbed out of a big hole now!

As soon as Nalal stood up straight, his body had already turned around, and he scolded angrily at the Huade Sword Saint: "Damn, what kind of play are you? You are still worthy of being called a Saint-level powerhouse? You can also sneak up behind your back!"

"Yes, yes! It's a shame that the Holy Rank powerhouse still sneaks up!"

"You see that the Holy Rank powerhouse is still so embarrassed, and the sneak attack was unsuccessful!"

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The surrounding crowd whispered earnestly when Nalral's words were finished, and they were very disdainful of the behavior of the Huade Sword Saint, the Ernos Continent is a country where the strong are respected, and they all like to fight with open swords and guns, and they don't like to sneak attack from behind, which will make people look down on them.

The Walter Sword Saint was invited by the Duke of Bath, and his ability to become a powerhouse of the Holy Rank is inseparable from the financial resources of the Duke of Bath, so it can be said that he was forced out by the Duke of Bath with money!

People have always been skeptical of his strength and do not recognize his strength, and today there is finally a ninth-order powerhouse for him to experiment, he is a little anxious, and he is afraid that the Duke of Bath will be damaged.

That's why he made a move, he wanted to kill Nalal with a sword, but who knew that not only did he not succeed, but let the other party take an army and fall into the inferior.

With Fu Xi's support, Nalal was not afraid of the so-called Saint-level powerhouse at all, and then scolded: "Look at your bear-like, one eye is big, the other eye is small, and the root is impotence, just like you, my family master, one finger can knock you away!"

Huade Sword Saint was already angry, and was scolded by Nalal again, and his mood was naturally not better, and he said angrily: "You are a guy with a good tongue, and your master is no better, and he is also a waste!"

"Who is the waste scolding?" a faint voice.

"Waste scolds you!" an angry voice. 909090909090 (To be continued......)