"If possible, I definitely don't want to confront you head-on." The "Iron Fist" possessed by Sellers looked down at Durand and said seriously.

This is completely from the heart and does not contain any false or complimentary elements.

On the bank of the Full Moon Lake, Durand faced the attacks of two Yonghui Knights who had blessed the "Holy Spirit Blessings" at the same time, and he acted at ease from beginning to end. He even let Bruge shoot the keys on his head, but he was unharmed. After that, Bruge and Bruge fled in panic, but Durand threw a gun and knocked down one of them, followed by the shocking battle spell - Shenluo's left hand.

The palm collapsed the lake, slapped Bruge, and slapped heavily in the heart of Sellers, who was able to witness Shinra's left hand because of shared vision!

At that moment, Cyrus clearly realized that he had met the strongest opponent in his life.

However, at that time, Cyrus still thought he was stronger than Durand.

Although in order to trick the magic crystal wall into the ranch, Cyrus had to cut himself into a knife and cut himself from the peak of level 9 to the ordinary level 9, he had no reason to lose. However, after encountering Durand's battle head-on, Cyrus understood that he still underestimated Durand. In fact, he still didn't understand until now, how did Durand burst out with such terrifying combat power when he was trapped in the Palace of Sky?

He was defeated by the fact that he enjoyed a reputation in major planes, but was in the unknown state of selflessness.

The realm of selflessness is the full release of combat instinct. At that time, Durand was a combat weapon that was extremely pure and terrifying!

At this moment, the "Iron Fist" was carrying a musket and a red hammer in one hand and a female warrior named Perry in the other hand. Although she seemed relaxed and comfortable on the surface, she had already raised her twelve-pointed caution in her heart.

Who knows when Durand will take action?

Sellers, who had seen the Orange Flame Ghost Slash, knew very well that the distance was meaningless to Durand, who held the Orange Flame Sword.

So, hold Durand down until the six clans of the royal court successfully leave the ranch. This is Sellers' only goal at present.

Durand looked at Sellers on the outer wall of the royal court with a slightly deep face, pondering without saying a word.

Sellers is afraid of Durand, so Durand is also troublesome and difficult.

The various methods of the Holy Eternal Warlock are not very strong in frontal attacks. But under the current situation, they are really useful. And the usefulness to Sellers is a big trouble for Durand! For example, now, Sellers occupies the body of Iron Fist and stands on the outer wall as Iron Fist, which forces Durand to carefully consider whether to take action and how to take action.

"Iron Fist" looked at Durand who was silent and couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't be so entangled. Things are actually not as complicated as we imagined, right?"

He paused and said sincerely, "To be honest, I don't plan to be an enemy of you. I just hope Durand, you can wait patiently here for a while, and wait until I take the people of the six clans of the royal court out of the ranch. In this way, you and I don't have to fight, and your friend Iron Fist can regain control of your body. Everyone is happy, isn't it great?"

Durand's face moved slightly when he heard this. He said, "So, the soul will of the Iron Fist still exists, but has it been temporarily suppressed by you?"

"Iron Fist" nodded and admitted.

Durand said "yes", his eyes flashed repeatedly, as if he was really moved.

Wang Ting was quiet, and the wind and snow were blocked by the dark purple night screen released by the black mages before. Durand thought silently, while the "Iron Fist" was waiting patiently. Neither of them spoke, but the four tribes outside the court were completely stunned.

What possession, what enslavement, what Yonghui stares...

What are these and what are they?

Also, what did these two guys just say... take the six clans of the royal court out of the ranch? Is this the real reason why the royal court is empty and there are only the elderly and children left?

Poli was still struggling in the rough big hands of "Iron Fist". When she heard that the six clans of the royal court were being taken away from the ranch, she couldn't help but be stunned.

For all the aliens in the ranch, this is really tempting. Just thinking about it makes people feel infinite longing.

However, Poli knew that with her strength, she could not do anything at this time. Whether it was the musket dwarf beside her or the human in the distance, her strength was unfathomable. The level seven strength she once proud of was nothing in front of both of them.

Even the strongest of the four tribes outside the court felt so powerless, and the people of the other four tribes were even more at a loss. The only thing they could do was stand there stiffly and look at Durand and the "Iron Fist" in the confrontation. Those who were injured by the "Iron Fist" before did not even dare to let out any moans, they could only grit their teeth and endure the severe pain.

"How is it? Have you considered it? Do you want to accept my suggestions?" "Iron Fist" spoke again.

Durand took a deep breath, then vomited it out for a long time, his face somewhat helpless. He slowly put down the musket Heiser, who was originally aimed at the "Black Fist".

"Iron Fist" was so happy when he saw this, but Durand's next words made his face frozen on the spot.

Durand said helplessly: "Your suggestions... are actually quite good! It's a pity that I don't have the habit of accepting threats from others. More importantly, accepting your suggestions will make me very, very unpretentious, and I myself want very, very, very, very, very, very much!"

Durand is the car of the ranch. Sellers, a man of Yonghui, mingled into the ranch and then took the six clans of the royal court out of the ranch. This was completely slapping Durand in the face! Durand could not accept it anyway.

"Iron Fist" frowned and said, "Do you want face or your friend's life?"

Durand smiled slightly and said, "Of course, you must."

"Only one!" "Iron Fist" said with some angrily: "I don't mean to threaten you, you don't have to do this. I just need you to stay here for a short time, don't do anything, don't interfere with me, and then do whatever you want. And I will let your friend Iron Fist."

Durand seemed to not want to waste his words anymore. He shook his head gently and said, "Sorry, I don't believe you."

"Iron Fist" wanted to say something else, but suddenly his face changed suddenly. Durand's wrist slightly turned, and the orange flame sword aimed at the front and stabbed it flat.

Seeing this scene, all the hairs on the body of the "Iron Fist" instantly stood up! Under his gaze, the tip of the orange-flame long sword quietly sank into the void until the middle of the blade.

The next moment, the red light suddenly appeared in front of the "Iron Fist". The void not far ahead suddenly cracked open, and endless orange flames shone out from it. Then, a thick, huge, incredible flame blade shuttled out from it!

The Orange Flame Ghost Slash can not only shuttle through space, but also automatically adjust the size after the blade is shuttled through.

If you look from a distance from the side, the flame blade is like a giant boat flying in the air, crashing into the western exterior wall of the royal court!

"Damn it! Durand, you crazy!" "Iron Fist" screamed strangely. Without thinking, he raised his hand and threw Perli, who was still limping in his hand at the blade.

Poli was in the air, his eyes were full of dazzling orange light and the terrifying heat coming. Under the pressure of the Orange Flame Ghost Slash, the female warrior could do nothing or even think of nothing. Her mind was blank, and only a monstrous fear was left. Then she watched the huge blade approaching her and swallowing herself completely.

Nata's voice immediately screamed: "Sir, why are you..."

In her opinion, Poli, who has the bloodlines of the Night Elf and Moon Elf, is not only of considerable value, but also has great potential. It would be a pity if she killed her like this.

Durand remained motionless and said, "I made some adjustments and that night elf chick is fine."

Nata said "Oh", somewhat skeptical. With the power of the Orange Flame Ghost Slash, Perry was hit head-on, so how could it be fine?

In the air, after the giant fire blade engulfed Perry, it did not stop at all and continued to stab the western outer wall of the royal court with an unstoppable momentum. A figure wrapped in flames suddenly "falls out" from one side of the blade, and then slowly lands under the entrusted flames. Among the flames was Perry. She didn't seem to have suffered too much damage.

The female warrior was still in shock. Before she could land, she heard a earth-shaking noise in her ears! She turned her head and saw a giant fire blade hitting the outer wall. With just one blow, a huge gap was poked on the wall. The four tribes outside the courtyard who were originally standing on the outer wall were howling wildly and fleeing around. Before they could escape a few steps, the city wall under her feet suddenly collapsed and collapsed. Countless broken stones fell down. There were also people from the four tribes who were busy falling down the wall.

In the chaos, a solid figure hugged his head with his arms and rushed out of the scattered orange flames in a mess. It was an "iron fist". Others leaped several times in the air on several falling broken rocks, and then staggered to the ground. Above the head, huge rocks were connected with aliens, and they were still falling densely like dumplings.

"Iron Fist"'s face was extremely gloomy and he ran wildly, trying to run out of this chaotic area.

However, as soon as he moved, he suddenly realized from the corner of his eyes that the huge fire blade in the air suddenly retracted and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. He screamed in secret, and the "Iron Fist" quickly turned his head and looked in the direction where Durand was standing, but only captured a trace of the afterimage that was about to dissipate.

The next moment, a figure flashed out of thin air on the side of the iron fist, holding an orange sword in his hand, and slashed without saying a word!

"Iron Fist" roared low, and turned around and punched. The force was domineering and strong. However, the long sword turned slightly, and the blade suddenly changed, becoming delicate like spring rain, and gently wrapped around the arm hit by the "Iron Fist". The blade light flashed several times without any loss, and then it was withdrawn. "Iron Fist" howled, and countless tiny blood columns suddenly burst out from the arm. In just a short moment, the entire arm actually suffered a delicate slash of no less than a hundred times!

"Durand! Don't you want your friend's life? Go back and let me back! Otherwise I will destroy his soul immediately!" The "Iron Fist" lowered his arms softly, while avoiding the falling objects in a mess, yelling loudly.

Durand's figure loomed in the falling rocks, and a low laughter came: "Kill the soul of the Iron Fist? Humph, it's simply shameless! Sellers, only part of your soul has entered the body of the Iron Fist. With this incomplete soul, if you could kill the Iron Fist, you would have killed it long ago, and you would have waited until now?"

The face of "Iron Fist" suddenly stopped.

Durand's body was like wind and lightning, and was still in front of him the moment before, and appeared on the oblique side of the next moment, and then flashed to the side of the "Iron Fist" the next moment.

"As far as I know, although 'being' and other abilities are domineering and powerful, the risk is not small..." Durand's faint voice seemed to be coming from the Netherworld Hell: "Will your original body feel every knife I slashed on the Iron Fist now? I am really curious... If I slaughter the iron fist in front of me, what will happen to your original body? Will it also die? Or will it suffer a heavy blow? Of course, it is possible that there is nothing. No matter what, try it!"

As the words fell, dense orange sword light poured out, completely submerging the figure of the "Iron Fist"!
Chapter completed!