Just when Sawyer was depressed, he didn't realize that the sword-de-sick maniac was also entangled.

Although this Hante is a swordsman and a rustic guy, it does not mean that he doesn’t know anything. At least he has traveled to the entire Great Six years ago, and some basic experiences are still very rich.

Although I have never heard of the natural elves, the race of the ancestor elves, because of the insufficient level of information sources, I have never seen the race of the ancestor Shenzhou, which has been famous all day long, and so this guy has decisively misconceptions.

(Elf King? Now these elves are qualified to be king. It seems that only the ancestor Shenzhou is the only one? I heard that there are many strong people in this ancestor Shenzhou. Since this kid can have the sword given by the ancestor Shenzhou King, he must be very close to that ancestor Shenzhou. If he offended this kid, would he anger those Somos?)

Hante frowned. Although he was proud, it did not mean that he would have a hobby of committing suicide. Hante was still very afraid of the consequences of angering his ancestors.

Not to mention anything else, just taking advantage of his position on the front line and giving him some shoes is enough for him to feel uncomfortable.

(If you can't get into evil... would you still want me to please this kid?)

This idea just came to Hante's mind, but Hante denied it, and his face became extremely abnormal. He asked him, a legendary strong man to please a little guy who had just awakened and had not even reached the threshold for a second awakening?

He can't afford to lose this person!

The atmosphere between the two became strange in an instant. Soya was depressed and cautious, thinking about a way to escape, and was also careful that the legendary strong man suddenly got fucked and gave him a ruthless move, but Hant was helpless and a little afraid. What should he do when facing such a guy who could not be beaten and touched?

Just as Sawyer and Hant were stalemate, a figure suddenly rushed out of the bushes, and as soon as they showed up, they shouted: "Military Master! All those Somos are done! There is still one Alanwen left, you are ready... Uh, who are you!"

But it was Dave, the "Snow Wolf" of the Demon Army. Due to angle issues, he didn't see Hant opposite Sawy at the beginning. After almost shouting a few words, he noticed the strange atmosphere between the two. After asking casually, he habitually stood behind Sawyy's side.

"A friend I just met, you can clean up the battlefield first and watch the guys from the guards by the way, so don't let them make any trouble."

Sawyer waved his right hand lightly and then put his back behind him. While speaking, his eyes were still staring at Hant opposite him.

"Yes! Army leader!"

Dave glanced at Hant with a little surprise, responded and retreated.

"Military Master, Somo?" Hanter murmured a few words and stared at Sawyer suddenly: "You are lying!"

"Ah? I'm lying?" Sawyer was stunned: "When did I lie to you?"

Hant snorted coldly, drew his sword and pointed it at Sawyer: "You are clearly Somo's enemy, why do you say that the sword on your waist is a gift from the Elf King! This is clearly that the treasure just came out and you took it first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hante slashed the long sword in his hand, and an invisible sword energy instantly cut through the space and slashed towards Soya.

"I'll go! I'll have some shame! I'll start if I don't agree!"

Sawyer exclaimed, and heard a muffled sound. His body forced three steps to the left, and then he could barely avoid the sword energy and immediately cursed: "You are just a little bit of reason! When did I lie!"

"You are still quibbling!" Hanter snatched his backhand, and another sword energy slashed out, and asked sternly: "You are clearly Somo's enemy, so how could you get the Sword given by the Elf King? If you are not lying, what's the point!"

After hearing Hante's questioning, Soya gritted her teeth and kept silent. Her attitude made Hante even more annoyed. Three sword energy slashed out in succession, forcing Soya back more than ten meters, and leaving several cracks on Soya's clothes.

Dong, Dong, Dong!

After avoiding a few sword energy, Soya's steps were indeed constantly, and he stepped on it three times like a drum beat. He was in a daze and hid behind a giant tree for more than ten meters. Then he gasped and replied, "You are so panicked! Can't you leave me some time to speak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Soya felt a numbness in his scalp. He quickly turned over and rolled out on the spot. Before he could stand firm, he heard a thrust behind him, followed by a thunderous sound. When he looked back, it was the towering giant tree that was actually cut off by a sword and was pressing towards Soya!

Sawyer didn't even have time to breathe, so he hurriedly rolled and rolled out, and then barely avoided the range of crushing the giant tree. However, the dust caused by the collapse of the giant tree still made him look dirty.

He let out a breath of turbid air, and before he could change into a breath of fresh air, he saw a sword tip hanging in front of his eyebrows. Needless to think about it, it must be the rustic sword snail who chased him!

Sure enough, Sawy's gaze looked back along the tip of the sword. Before he could see the master holding the sword, he heard Hante's angry voice: "Since you are not lying, why don't you answer my question head-on! It must be that there is a ghost in your heart!"

Suoya suddenly felt tens of thousands of alpacas running by in his heart. How could I not want to answer your question? It was obvious that you were forced to do nothing to talk? It’s OK!

Seeing that Hant was about to take action again, Sawyer hurriedly raised his right hand and uttered five words in the fastest words in his life: "Give me three minutes!"

The sword beam stopped when there was a thread between Soya's eyebrows. Hante held the sword in one hand and said in a cold tone: "Say!"

Sawyer then breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "First, when did I say I was from Somo?"

"This..." Hanter then remembered, as if the guy in front of him had never said that he was a member of his ancestor Shenzhou, but he still said stubbornly: "You all say that it is the sword given by the Elf King, but who is it if it is not Suomo!"

"Grandmaster, rusticmaster!"

Sawyer has the intention to cry, but it is really hard to explain when facing such a rusty man.

But the next second, the sudden chill in his eyebrows forced him to quickly explain: "Don't move! I said it was the sword given by the Elf King! In this world, in addition to the natural elves' demigod-level king, there is also the one who dares to call himself the Elf King!"

"Demigod?" Hanter was stunned: "Which Elf King is this incarnation of the Holy Spirit?"

Upon hearing this, two lines of clear tears slid down Soya's face. Facing such a guy who doesn't even know what kind of realm of a demigod is, even if he has everything he says, he is helpless.

A rustic bully!
Chapter completed!