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Section 42 Hard Fight

The falling star fell very fast and hit the top of the carriage almost in the blink of an eye.

Jane exclaimed, and her face turned pale with fright. At this time, Dulan had no time to think, he could only hug Jane's waist, and then jumped out suddenly.

"boom!"

A huge roar came along with the sound of the carriage collapsing, and the fire ignited. The strong thrust pushed Duran involuntarily further. Duran forcibly controlled his body in the air, and there was a sound from behind.

Burning burning pain.

With two swoops, the two hugged each other and rolled down on the sand beside the official road.

"Jane!" Zina rushed over quickly, and she grabbed Dulan up - it has to be said that the power of the Golden Swordsman is indeed not comparable to the current Duran. Poor Dulan was knocked unconscious

As soon as Basu wanted to get up, Zina threw him aside and fell backwards again.

"Fuck, this woman is unreasonable!" Dulan was extremely depressed. If he hadn't reacted quickly, Jane would have been hit by the fallen star from the front, and her life would have been lost.

After rolling twice on the sand, the skin on Duran's body was bruised and scratched, but fortunately, no muscles or bones were injured, which can be considered a blessing in misfortune.

Zina helped the somewhat panicked Jane up, and the latter calmed down. The first action was to straighten some of the slightly messy bangs on her forehead, and then she forced a smile: "I'm fine."

"By the way, where is Dulan?" Jane bypassed Zina, found Dulan, and said with gratitude: "Thank you, I was almost scared to death..."

Dulan said silently in his heart: Either you were almost scared out of your mind, or you were already scared out of your mind...

However, Duran would not say it directly if he was so harmful to others. After this, Dulan could basically confirm that the golden bird's daughter really did not have any fighting skills. Martial arts and magic were both at the level of scum, otherwise it would be useless.

I won't let an outsider like me take advantage of me.

Zina looked at Dulan with an added apology: "Mr. Dulan, I'm sorry, I was a little anxious just now..."

Dulan patted the dust on his body and shrugged: "No matter what, I don't think those guys will give us time to continue the discussion."

The three of them got together, and the ogres had already surrounded them. This time, with the support of the tyrant Brooke, the ogres were much bolder. Xina's little face was tense and turned white with anger.

In the Archduke Plantagenet's territory, who doesn't know her name, Xena Harmon? Not to mention the Grand Duke Plantagenet's petite Princess Jane. When the two of them travel, they don't need to bring any bodyguards or guards at all.

The portrait has already been spread throughout the world by the hands of bards.

Who would have thought that this time the two of them were invited to Big Pudding City, and not only did they run into the wilderness and meet an ungrateful country bumpkin boy, but they were also unlucky enough to meet a group of even more ungrateful country bumpkin ogres!

"Dulan, Jane is begging you. I'm going to kill all these hillbilly ogres!" Zina gritted her teeth, but the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

She took a step forward, and the ogres surrounding everyone took three steps back. If Brooke hadn't been behind them, they would have taken even more steps. After all, the previous Thunder Sword left a deep impression on the surviving ogres.

impression.

"Jane, go back and tell your old man that if I die today, it will be because he borrowed my [Besolin]!" Zina turned back and smiled brightly, "I fought with them!"

The fire pattern shines again, the magic on the elf sword has been used up, and the only thing Xina can rely on now is her own swordsmanship!

Dulan and Jane stood side by side, their expressions solemn. At this moment, Dulan suddenly felt that Zina was not without merit. Although her upright and arrogant temperament was usually quite unpleasant to people, at certain specific moments

, still somewhat cute.

"Zina, don't worry, we will be fine." Jane suddenly said: "I was in the carriage just now. I used Edigo to see that even if we encounter some danger, we will turn it into a good thing."

Zina shook the tip of the sword disdainfully, and a beautiful stream of light bloomed from it, and finally slowly condensed into a sword flower: "These hateful ogres probably don't want to let us go. Since death is imminent, some

I might as well say it bluntly - Jane, in fact, your prediction magic is not as accurate as my crow's mouth!"

Jane blushed, but before she could refute, the two-headed ogre wizard over there began to chant again. His chanting speed was still outrageous, and countless active runes emerged from the purple spell book in his hand.

Or a spell, a magic apparently soon to take shape.

Zina shouted: "Shut up, damn country bumpkin!"

Her whole body flew out like an arrow from a string, so fast that her shadow could not be seen clearly. The golden power exploded with all its strength, and the wind god Yao gave her the ability to penetrate the enemy's formation instantly.

In just a blink of an eye, Xina rushed in front of the tyrant.

Brooke obviously didn't expect that Zina's speed would be so fast. The black panther under him let out a vigilant roar, but as soon as it opened its mouth, the whole head was cut off by Zina!

A pillar of blood as big as a bowl spurted out from the Black Panther's cervical spine. Zina did not dodge, and her clean clothes were immediately dyed blood red.

Xina was completely ruthless. After killing the black panther, she didn't even pause. The sword went from bottom to top and pierced Brooke's abdomen.

In just two breaths, Brooke immediately stopped the previous magic chant and burst out another two sets of syllables.

"Clang!"

The elf sword did not penetrate Brooke's stomach as expected, and a layer of yellowish-brown color visible to the naked eye enveloped Brooke's body. In an instant, his whole body seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture.

"Rock statue?" Xina sneered: "Since you turned yourself into stone, then I will kill all your men!"

At this moment, she suddenly heard Dulan shouting: "Be careful!"

Zina turned around subconsciously, and the tall ogre suddenly rushed towards her. Bald Bell rushed behind her desperately, trying to take Zina down by force with his height and weight. At the critical moment, Qi Na

It was too late for Na to change the direction of the elf sword. She could only turn sideways and give way, and then punched with all her strength with her left hand.

Xina's fist hit Bell's shoulder as expected, but it only made the bald man grin in pain, but could not stop his movement.

The huge force threw her completely, and the ogre's weight was so shocking that Xina was unable to push it away even though the power of the fire was almost exhausted.

"Pfft..." Zina was pressed hard to the ground by Bell, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. The other ogres immediately swarmed up. They all rubbed their hands and let out excited howls.

They wanted to cut Zina into pieces and eat her alive.

"Mr. Duran!" Witnessing this scene, Jane could only panic and call out to the only person she could rely on, but when she looked around, Duran's shadow had long since disappeared.

Flash!

Duran did not expect that the first time he used his gray iron power was not to kill people, but to save people.

After a flash, Duran's shadow suddenly appeared behind Bell. He raised the stainless steel sword in his hand high and stabbed the bald man in the back of the heart.

Blood splashed, and the long sword penetrated the ogre's back and penetrated his heart. Under the influence of the data flow talent, every move of Duran will be silently corrected, and the attack angle, strength and position will be accurate.

To a very terrifying level. And when he turned on the data flow-master state, in those short few seconds, he was a god.

"You damn thing almost stabbed me too!" Zina, furious, couldn't help but roar. She pushed the dead Bell away and struggled to get up.

Dulan stepped aside, looked at Zina up and down for two seconds, then spread his hands and said, "I don't regret it at all."

The maid, whose brain was filled with shame and anger, realized the ambiguity and inappropriateness of her words just now, but Dulan's words were obviously the source of her anger. Zina puffed up her chest: "Are you sure?

?”

Dulan didn't even look at it: "I'm sure. In addition, what do you mean by this action? I still lack a sword in my hand. Do you have one hidden in your chest for me to get? I'm not a little bit embarrassed about this.

Sorry, I am a very conservative and upright person..."

"Rogue bastard!" Zina's little face turned red with anger. She suddenly raised her elf sword and stabbed Duran on the head.

Dulan was startled and subconsciously stepped aside.

Xina's sword grazed his ear and stabbed him, and there was a painful cry from behind. Duran subconsciously looked back, and saw an ogre who was waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack and fell to the ground.

"I'll settle the score with you later!" Zina took back her sword and said through gritted teeth, leaning back against Dulan.

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