"Hey, what a loud tone." Scarface looked very surprised, "Newborn calves are really not afraid of tigers. You, a little brat with no hair on your head, dare to talk to us like this. It seems that we have to take you away.
Go back and tidy up properly."
"Big brother and second brother, you don't need to take action, let's see how I educate him." A man came over with a wicked smile, "Boy, your anus is going to be ruined tonight."
Chris didn't talk nonsense to him, and urged him to rush towards the man.
"Roar!" Long Xiao waved his hands and let out a deafening roar, and the man's body visibly stagnated.
Chris raised his sword and dropped it. A human head flew out and landed on the ground more than ten meters away. His body ran forward a few steps with inertia and fell to the ground. Blood gushed out like a fountain.
Instant kill!
In just one round, a knight died tragically under Chris's sword.
Those people opposite finally realized that the young man in front of them was not talking nonsense. The short and fat man waved his hand and said: "Don't be stunned, let's come together."
Seven people drew their weapons with a clang. The short and fat man used a thick black sword, and the others used long swords.
"kill!"
The fighting spirit flashed alternately, and seven people rushed over from all directions at the same time.
"Magic, thunder and lightning!" Chris pointed the dragon roar forward, and a blue lightning as thick as a baby's arm shot out, hitting the scar face, causing the second-level knight's body to twitch.
The magical properties of the Dragon Tooth Sword are better than ordinary wands.
"Magic warrior?" The short, fat man looked horrified, as if recalling a certain memory of being dominated.
Taking advantage of the moment when Scarface's body was paralyzed, Chris grabbed the horse's belly and rushed over quickly, the dragon roaring and stabbing him in the chest.
"Qiang!" The short, fat man used a large black back knife to swing the dragon roar away, saving his second brother's life. At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked the horse's belly.
"Hiss~" Tugen let out a long cry, stood upright, and kicked the short and fat man with his front hooves.
The short, fat man took two or three steps back.
After pulling the root back five or six steps, it dropped its front hooves and was able to stabilize its body in time.
The short and fat man shouted: "Don't be careless anymore. This person is not simple at all. You all should be very alert."
If he hadn't reacted in time, even his second brother would have almost capsized in the gutter.
Both the boy in front of him and the horse under his crotch showed quite impressive abilities.
As the short, fat man spoke, sparks flashed on Draggen's forehead, and a red fireball flew out in an instant, smearing his face.
"Ah!" The short, fat man felt a burning pain on his face, and two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes. Suddenly, his heart felt cold, and he instinctively squatted down.
There was a "whoosh" sound piercing the air above the head, accompanied by the dragon's roar.
The short, fat man was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. If it weren't for his long experience in the battlefield, he might have to explain it here.
The cooperation between one person and one horse is simply impeccable.
Chris ran forward on his horse for more than ten meters, and at the same time, he used his backhand to throw out four or five wind blades with the Dragon Roar, hitting the short, fat man with his back turned to him.
At this time, Scarface had also recovered. He appeared beside his elder brother and defeated the flying wind blade with his long sword.
At this moment, the short and fat man could barely open his eyes, and his vision was still a little blurry.
"Brother, this kid is difficult to deal with!" Scar said with a solemn expression.
The two looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
Who would have thought that two second-level knights would be forced to this point by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy?
"You have to use your fighting skills on me, and I still don't believe it. He can take the attacks of so many of us at the same time?" The short and fat man shouted angrily, and thick silver-white fighting spirit spurted out from his body.
"Wild Hunting!" The short, fat man held the big back knife high with both hands, his fighting spirit wrapped around the knife, and he quickly stepped towards Chris with his short legs.
"Phantom Sword Dance!" Scarface followed closely behind his elder brother, and the long sword in his hand danced rapidly, forming afterimages.
"Dazzling Sword, Flowing Cloud Slash..." The other five first-order knights also used their own methods.
Chris held Long Xiao tightly, a strong fighting spirit emerged in his heart, and his blood boiled.
"Dragon form!" He tore off his clothes and stuffed them into the space ring. His body suddenly swelled, red scales instantly covered the surface of his body, and a pair of red dragon wings spread out from behind.
The dragon roared out a foot-long sword light, as if it were covered with a light sword, matching the owner's body shape.
Chris flapped his wings and flew into the air. At the same time, the dragon screamed and pointed forward, and the surrounding fire elements gathered at the tip of the sword.
"Magic, bursting fireball!"
In the blink of an eye, there was a huge fireball with a diameter of one meter and two in front of Chris's eyes, and the high temperature twisted the air.
The dragon form has been strengthened twice, and this time, the dragon tooth sword, which is highly magical, assists in casting spells.
Therefore, the power of this magic is far greater than before.
"Go!" The tip of the sword tapped lightly, and the fireball instantly flew in front of Scarface and landed in the sword dance.
Scarface's fighting skills cut the exploding fireball into countless fireballs and scattered them in all directions. The flames fell on the ground and burned fiercely. Some even flew to nearby companions, interrupting their prepared fighting skills.
With just one spell, the fighting skills of six people were interrupted at the same time, and Scarface had to retreat because of the extremely high temperature. His hair was still burnt, and there were large burn marks on his face and body.
The short, fat man rushed over alone.
Chris flapped his wings and rushed forward. The dragon's roaring lightsaber was raised from bottom to top, and collided with the broad back sword.
"clang!"
The swords touched each other, sparks flew out, a clear circle of air vibrations spread, and a large area of weeds growing on the ground was cut down by the sword energy.
The short and fat man stepped back more than ten steps in succession. He looked shocked. He knew that his strength was already the best among the second-level knights, but he was still severely suppressed.
What kind of monster is that guy opposite?
It's obvious that the fighting spirit of a first-level knight only fluctuates, so why is it so powerful?
Now, the pudgy man already regrets provoking this young man, but the fierce fighting between the two sides has reached such a level that peace talks are completely impossible.
Moreover, the young man also had a fast horse, so even if they wanted to escape, they couldn't.
"Thunder and lightning!" Chris pointed the dragon roar at the short and fat man, and the thick lightning flashed away.
The pudgy man was well prepared. He quickly rolled to the side and avoided the lightning attack.
But before he could get up, a long sword as white as jade stabbed at it.
The short and fat man could only pick up the big back knife and block in panic.
But Chris's attacks were quite fierce, and he targeted the vital points every time. The pudgy man was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat, and he was in danger several times.
"Quick, hurry up and save brother!" Scarface shouted loudly in the distance, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a red shadow passing quickly past him.
Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream came from my ears.