Strong winds whizzed across Yang Dashuan's forehead, and the broken stone slabs rubbed against Lao Yang's forehead and hit the stone wall behind him one by one.

The broken gravel and powder fell wildly from the wall, and none of them could hit Yang Dashuan.[bsp;   'Boom!'

Even though Greg, who was lying on the ground, had twice the strength, he had nowhere to exert force. Yang Dashuan didn't even feel how strong Greg was in struggle. Greg supported his hands, which were not trapped in the ground, and a palm-shaped pit appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a human-shaped huge pit appeared on the neat stone floor.

Before he could even punch again, Greg, who was lying in the deep pit, twisted his legs strangely and swept out a semicircle. A bunch of broken stone fragments hit Yang Dashuan, and then Greg jumped out of the human-shaped pit.

Can this survive?

Yang Dashuan's brows jumped wildly. After being attacked by his own heavy force, even if he was half-dead, he would be considered light. But Greg was like a ok person, with a fierce expression. Although he was extremely embarrassed, he still did not hurt any vitality.

Although it was shocking, Yang Dashuan still did not relax.

Poor Greg just jumped out of the pit, but because he was too close to Yang Dashuan, he jumped out of the fire pit and immediately fell into Yang Dashuan's palm.

Greg was handsome, and a carp jumped high from the pit. But he was still in the air, not ready to fight back, and before he even had time to stand firm, a hand suddenly stretched out from below, and suddenly grabbed Greg's bare feet with great force. Greg's body, which was flying in the air, was pulled back. In the blink of an eye, Greg saw Yang Dashuan's smiling face again, and this guy almost fainted.

Just as he was about to break free, Yang Dashuan's fierce punch hit Greg's brow. Greg wanted to reach out to block it, but his hands were already blocking his face, and even grabbed Yang Dashuan's fist. However, even though he used the fighting spirit, his strength had obviously increased by more than twice, he could not block the fist. Even his palm was hit on his eye socket by Yang Dashuan's fist!

Even with steel eyelids and rock's head could not hold up Yang Dashuan's fist. Greg only felt that the sound of his head suddenly exploded. As soon as his eyes were dark, his body could not help but fly backwards.

This is not the end. Yang Dashuan's speed is really too fast.

As soon as Greg's body flew backwards into the air, Yang Dashuan rushed out. It was faster than Greg's backwards.

I have to say that Greg is indeed very outstanding. When his feet were pulled down by Yang Dashuan, he had already twisted his body away, twisted his waist flexibly in the air, ready to use his legs to clamp Yang Dashuan's arm. Greg has absolute confidence and can easily break Yang Dashuan's arm. Then he can instantly use a top-down slashing leg to hit Yang Dashuan's head.

But all this did not happen.

Yang Dashuan rushed to the other party when Greg retreated.

A split with his legs raised, and the iron boots of King Adida were covered with iron nails stepped on Greg's stomach from top to bottom. With a bang, Greg fell directly under the ground - Yang Dashuan's legs were also very powerful.

The stone slabs on the ground were broken, and Greg's limbs unconsciously closed to the center.

Greg grew up with his mouth, and no matter how hard his soft abdomen was, he could not resist such a strong attack. If Greg had no protection from fighting spirit on his body, he could even declare his death directly. However, the strength of the senior presiding judge had offset most of the damage!

But even though most of the damage had been offset, the pain had instantly spread from Greg's lower abdomen to his whole body, and even to his soul. Greg was like a salmon on the verge of suffocation, and he could not even make a sound.

Backed back and followed, with a big step, Yang Dashuan was already standing in front of Greg.

Yang Dashuan suddenly began to miss his destruction.

Kochishi has introduced this weapon to Yang Dashuan countless times. For an ordinary person, this axe is just a better magic prop - magic annihilation. As we all know, the most powerful weapon against a magician is only bow and arrow. Before they recite the spell, a single arrow piercing the throat is the most correct behavior. If a wizard with deep strength, he will use magic to subdue the opponent when the enemy walks to him. For ordinary warriors, the Destroyer is only suitable for sneak attacking magicians.

But it is different for Yang Dashuan. As long as he wears the Destroyer, his own mana can be automatically rotated and strengthened without the control of consciousness.

Moreover, the Destroyer also has an additional attribute - Dou Qi Annihilation.

This was secretly told Yang Dashuan by Old John. The training method of fighting qi has always been preserved in the church, which means that only the clergy in the church can learn fighting qi. Now the Judicial Office has set his sights on Yang Dashuan. As his future son-in-law, Old John naturally wants to give Old Yang some means to deal with these guys.

If the Destroyer was in hand at this time, no matter how strong Greg's fighting spirit was, he could still chop him into two pieces with an axe.

Without any hesitation, Yang Dashuan lifted King Adi and kicked him again.

boom!

The ground sank down with Greg's lower abdomen as the center, and a large deep pit appeared. Spider-shaped cracks spread out wildly, and wherever the power reached, the stone slabs turned into powder. Suddenly, a burst of dust rose everywhere, and the sight was blocked in an instant.

But this is not a problem. Yang Dashuan just stomped his feet.

The sound in the alley was deafening, and cracks extended from the ground to the corner of the wall, climbing upwards frantically.

The crack on the stone bricks was visible at first, and then it expanded rapidly to be able to insert a finger. After just a blink of an eye, the crack was already the size of a fist. The 'rumbling' sound continued, and the fashion that was broken into pieces fell off the wall. At first, it was just some area next to the crack, which gradually affected the entire alley.

Seeing that the entire alley was about to collapse, Yang Dashuan stopped his feet in time.

He frowned and suffused, and the choking dust was blown away. Yang Dashuan's feet had already sank nearly one-blade-five levels than the ground in Gothic City, while Greg is still underground.

The fighting spirit on this guy's body is no longer as dazzling and thick as before, and is so thin that it is simply unaware of it. His entire chest has sunken, and the broken ribs have been inserted into his lungs. As he breathes, he continues to cough out large mouthfuls of blood. The blood has spread throughout the pit and is soon sucked by the soil.

Greg's eyes widened, seemingly unable to accept it all.

As the senior presiding judge, his strength and identity are enough to look down on most of the intelligent races on the continent, but today he was beaten here by a young boy so hard that he had no power to fight back. The pain was gradually eroding his last trace of reason. Greg wanted to speak, but he vomited blood again.

Greg stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Yang Dashuan, who was so tired that he sat down on the ground. However, his strength had quickly dissipated with the blurring of consciousness. Greg trembled his hand, his head tilted, and his breath was dead.

Seeing this scene, Yang Dashuan breathed a sigh of relief.

This girl was so resistant to beating. She almost hid for seventy or eighty feet, and her legs were numb. If he didn't die, Yang Dashuan would have to choose to apply oil to the soles of his feet. Sitting at the bottom of the pit and taking a few breaths was considered to be regaining his strength. No one noticed the movement in the alley. After all, this place is already the most remote place in Gothic City, and few people will come here. Greg's body was probably discovered at the earliest, and it would have to be three or four days later.

After pounding his thighs, Yang Dashuan kicked open the pile of gravels and turned the Destroyer out. At this time, a shiny dagger snatched into his sight - Greg's thing.

I picked it up and it was quite heavy. A dagger the size of a palm actually looked like it was about 70 or 80 pounds, which no one could have imagined.

Because she had felt the power of this thing before, Yang Dashuan raised her head at the VIP store.

My day!

Yang Dashuan saw the introduction in the VIP store and immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

Fish Intestine Dagger - a thirteenth level item in the VIP store, a total of three. The permanent magic is blessed by three magicians - the ‘automatic navigation device’, which can lock in enemy pursuit and stop when blood is seen. A single attack equivalent to the magician level can be used once a day. You can continue to use it until the sun rises the next day.

The power equivalent to the level of the magician!

When Yang Dashuan saw this line of words, he felt scared.

I have seen the speed of the fish intestine dagger, at least it will not be slower than the bullets fired from the Moradin musket, and I can't escape it with my own foot strength. And the permanent magic that comes with it is really immortal. If Greg had thrown out the remaining two fish intestine daggers at that time, he would probably have given his life here. The magic shield badge has entered the cooldown time, and he would not have thought of resuming the second shield until the early morning of the next day.

After several breaths, Yang Dashuan calmed down.

After touching Greg's body, two other fish intestine daggers were also met. With a skin sheath and a coat covered, Yang Dashuan crawled out of the pit.

I don’t know when there was one more person at the entrance of the alley.

Yang Dashuan followed the look. The guy looked about fifty years old, with an extremely old face and a very thin figure. He looked no different from the beggars beggars in Gothic City, but when Yang Dashuan saw him, he noticed an unprecedented threat. This threat was something that Greg could not feel even if he threw out the fish intestine dagger at him...

The old man's clothes were quite worn, and the black base had been washed white. Many places were sewn with cloth of different colors, and patches were all covered with patches. Almost all of the gray hair was tied neatly behind his head, looking delicate. His eyes were a little calm, not as sharp as Greg, giving people an indescribable smell.

Yang Dashuan has only seen this kind of look from Cochs and Old John.

This is not the most important thing. The old man's clothes are inlaid with a unique golden cross badge, which looks extremely conspicuous on the patched clothes.

Senior Presiding Judge!

Yang Dashuan straightened up and his pupils suddenly shrank.

This time, two senior presiding judges came to the court, one of which was Greg, but now he was dead at Yang Dashuan's feet. The remaining one is naturally the old man in front of him - this old man is at least much more powerful than Greg!

The old man was carrying a silver spear nearly two-edged, almost a foot taller than him.

After quickly judging the strength of both sides, Yang Dashuan felt it was a bit tricky.

When dealing with Greg, Manner consumed too much and looked a little overworked. Even if he was fighting this old man with all his strength, he might not be able to win so easily.

Yang Dashuan took a deep breath, held the Destroyer in his left hand and pinched the fish intestine dagger on his waist with his right hand. Suddenly, the confidence in his heart came up again. Male Gobi's - Even if the head of the jury came, Yang Dashuan had absolute confidence to kill him here.

"Alsace?" The old man stopped at the entrance of the alley and asked in a questioning tone. "The Son of His Majesty the Church?"

Yang Dashuan nodded.

At this moment, the old man moved. Almost as soon as Yang Dashuan's head was lit, the old man rushed out. After a few small steps, the silver spear behind the old man had already been pulled out. By the time Yang Dashuan raised his head, the old man had already run halfway through the alley.

Just as he was about to throw out the fish intestine dagger, a golden light of fighting spirit suddenly burst out from the old man's body.

The speed suddenly became nearly twice as fast as possible, and there was almost no hesitation. Yang Dashuan gave up the idea of ​​using the fish intestine dagger and quickly raised the destroyer in his hand and stood in front of him.

An ordinary straight stab, the silver spear stabbed the Destroyer's axe hard.

With a crisp sound of the "clang", Yang Dashuan suddenly felt like he was hit by a giant Komodo beast crazy after taking aphrodisiac. His hands trembled, and the Destroyer almost flew out. Before he could make a move, the old man's silver spear played a beautiful spiral in his hand, and he slashed hard from top to bottom as a stick and smashed it directly on Yang Dashuan's forehead.

Hold it in a hurry.

Yang Dashuan's eyes suddenly became wet. How could this old guy have such great strength! Even though his hands were numb after taking the recoil force, his feet were sank directly into the stone slab. The pair of King Adi's iron boots that Edward patted his chest to ensure that even a giant dragon could be kicked to death also collapsed the iron wire in an instant. Yang Dashuan's big toes were directly exposed to the air, and the scent of the "scented" feet instantly filled the entire alley.

The old man's offensive is not over yet.

In this alley with a horizontal width not even a yard wide, the old man played a silver spear with two edges very well, without any slashing the wall, slamming straight, sweeping across, slashing down, and picking. The super fast hand speed made Yang Dashuan feel anxious and confused.

It was not until this time that Yang Dashuan understood Old John's concern for him.

It turns out that there are so many guys on this continent who can have such strength without relying on external forces. They can only rely on their own tricks to deal with some people, but they can never stand up in front of their real opponents.

With a "clang" sound, the old man's silver spear swung slightly, and a seemingly casual blow swept Yang Dashuan's Destroyer.

The axe surface suddenly made a low dull sound. Before Yang Dashuan had time to remove this force with Mana, it had instantly reached his hands. "Dingdengdeng", Yang Dashuan took four steps in a row and was directly forced to the corner of the wall. But it was not over yet. The old man's silver spear hit again, and Yang Dashuan, who had not yet stood firm, was immediately hit into the wall with a stick.

After two fierce battles, the fragile walls collapsed down like dominoes, spreading to both sides with Yang Dashuan as the center, and a burst of dust rose.

The old man stepped forward, raised the silver spear in his hand and stabbed it at the figure scattered in the dust.

At this moment, the feeling of danger came in an instant.

The old man subconsciously stopped and turned his head away.

A gunshot, and a red flame suddenly gushed out from the black and black muzzle of Moradin's angry muzzle. The dust spread out was immediately dispersed by the huge fire. The flames flying in the air rushed out like a tiny feather arrow, and it rubbed across the old man's temples.

With a bang, another stone wall collapsed.

However, the end of this stone wall was even worse, completely shattered... The old man turned his head mechanically, and the fire snake had not stopped yet and rushed forward. But the house he passed by did not collapse because of this, but only a small black hole was exposed. The stone bricks next to the hole had melted, and the hot liquid was flowing downward mottled and quickly condensed.

The senior judge who was shocked by the power of Moradin's rage shot, then remembered that the boy from the stone wall was still lying behind the stone wall.

I quickly calmed down and hurriedly passed through the fog made of dust, but after looking at it, the person was gone.

The old man smelled the bloody smell in the air and frowned. His mental power spread out quickly, but after scanning the circle, he found no traces of Yang Dashuan. It was not until after a while that he put away his silver spear and turned his eyes to Greg, who had completely died in the deep pit.

Shaking his head, the old man turned around and walked out of the alley.

I don’t know how long it took, but the collapsed stone wall slowly began to twist, and stone bricks were gently pushed away. A pair of eyes stared outside cleverly, and it took a while before a dirt-faced head appeared.

"Fuck!"
Chapter completed!