Chapter 8 Reward 6

The warriors of Allen Manor are mostly third-level warriors, and some of them are fourth-level warriors. Black Fat is a fourth-level warrior, which can make the fourth-level warrior a small warrior, which shows the strength of Allen Manor.

Kill!

Kowloon seized the opportunity and suddenly attacked, carrying the momentum of thunder, like a wolf entering the sheep. The sword in both hands gave him unparalleled power, and the thick true spirit was like the tide, emitting a brilliant golden light.

With a bang, a warrior was kicked to the ground by Jiulong, and then the broad sword attacked fiercely. At one moment, he split the big head in half, white brain plasma, red blood, splashing on the ground, bloody and harsh, cruel and violent.

Boom——

Kowloon suddenly turned over and rose, and the huge sword crossed a secret weirdness. The golden light burst into full of hair. The two-meter-long golden sword spirit split out in the air and directly cut it directly to another samurai. This time, it was fierce and fierce, and directly split the warrior from head toe in half.

Tragic, brutal, weird and vicious.

"Fight it quickly!" At this time, the black fat man knew what fear was. In any case, he did not expect that Jiulong would definitely take action, and he was vicious and violent. He never showed mercy and cautious. He not only wanted to kill himself, but also had to make a righteous appearance, and all the sins were pushed on him.

The black fat man was beaten by Jiulong and hurriedly responded to the battle. At this time, his mouth burst, and his whole body was covered with the blood of his companions. With a bang, he could block Kowloon's sword, but how can Jiulong be so easy to resist?!

With a bang, the black fat man fell directly to the ground, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were panicked. He looked around and shouted, "You! Quickly report to the great young master of labor, the despicable Roxus dares to kill people in the welcoming hall!"

"Yes, boss!" A warrior looked at the demon-like Jiulong and shouted yes and ran away.

"If it comes, rest in peace!" The secluded voice of Kowloon came. His figure was uncertain. The huge sword spread in the air and split down with force. With a stab, another golden sword spirit flew away with a roar. As expected by Jiulong, the warrior could only fall down depressedly until he died. He didn't know how he died.

"Demon!"

"Escape, this man is the devil!"

It was not until this time that all the warriors knew that they had provoked people who should not be provoked. Jiulong's ruthless killing awakened their cowardice, especially when they saw that their eldest black fat man was not the enemy of Kowloon at all. They were so frightened that they were all scattered as birds and beasts.

"Where to escape!" Jiulong didn't care about this. He roared loudly, and the huge sword waved repeatedly. The golden sword spirit penetrated through the sun, with a tearing momentum, and a lifeless shot came out one by one. Every time he hit a sword spirit, a warrior screamed and slowly fell down, and there was no breath!

Boom——

Kowloon split out the last sword spirit, and the same golden sword spirit burst out. With a roar, the big head burst directly, and blood splashed all over the ground.

The last samurai was also blown in the head and fell softly. Jiulong killed fiercely, but his body was not stained with any blood, and all nine warriors died without burial.

Jiulong had no pity in his heart. He looked at the broken limbs of the nine people indifferently, slowly turned around and looked at the black fat man lying on the ground with his arms and slowly retreating.

"Please, take my life!" At this time, the black fat man was no longer arrogant, like a lamb waiting to be slaughter, his voice trembled and begged Jiulong for mercy.

"You have offended me. This world can no longer accommodate you. Death is your only destination!" Jiulong stepped forward step by step, and his hoarse voice slowly rippled, like the messenger of death, declaring the time for the guilty to die.

"Please..." The black fat man could no longer suppress his inner fear. His lips trembling and he was at a loss. He pitifully prayed for Jiulong, who came towards him step by step. Looking at the golden light on the giant sword in Jiulong's hand, his inner fear had reached the peak of his life.

"Die!" Suddenly, Jiulong suddenly raised the huge sword in his hand, shot a sharp light in his eyes, and suddenly waved down, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and directly cut directly to the black fat man!

" Stop it!" At this time, suddenly a shocking shout came. Two figures, an iron armor all over the body, holding a long gun in his hand, tall and powerful, like a god descending to the earth, and his feet were as fast as ghosts, rushing towards Kowloon.

Another figure was light and suspended in the air, with a blue magic robe falling down. His long hair and handsome face all showed a noble atmosphere.

"Hmm!" Jiulong's spiritual power is so strong. He already knew that these two people came, but his movements were not slow at all. The sword in his hand suddenly waved and split down. First of anything else, he cut off this black fat man!

buzz——

Just as the Kowloon giant sword waved and split down, suddenly, the ground shook, hummed, and a strange force acted on its body. With a roar, Kowloon's giant sword fell directly to the ground. The earth was like a super magnet, which actually sucked all the Kowloon and the giant sword in Kowloon's hand. On the ground, Jiulong felt very difficult to move.

"Level 7 earth magic, gravity space!" Kowloon stood on the ground and said slowly, but his heart was a little shocked. "How many masters are there in Allen Manor? Ordinary warriors are third-level warriors or fourth-level warriors. That's it. How precious magicians are. There are seven-level magicians in Allen Manor!"

Kowloon raised his head with difficulty, his face red and his body trembled. This is the result of the action of gravity space. Below the six-level warrior, Kowloon is a super strong man and is not afraid, but Kowloon is not an opponent for a seven-level warrior or a seven-level magician!

Looking at the two from afar, one galloping on the ground and the other flying in the air. Kowloon felt a little miscalculated. Although he felt that two people were coming, he never thought that one of them was a seven-level warrior, and the other was more precious. He was a rare seven-level magician.

"How dare you to keep people under your sword, why do you still kill people!" The warrior in brown iron armor shouted loudly and looked at Kowloon with his eyes.

A trace of light flashed in Jiulong's eyes, and the gravity space was still on himself. There was nothing for the seven-level warriors. Jiulong turned his eyes to the seven-level magician flying in the sky.

"Thirdual magician!" Jiulong looked at the magician like a fairy in the sky and was slightly shocked. The wind magician is an extremely powerful profession. His strange thing is that he meets the enemy in the air, and the earth magician is more powerful. Gold, wood, water, fire and earth are in the center. No matter what it is on the earth, no matter what the earth is, the strength of the earth magician is not powerful. There is no doubt.

The magician floated in the air and had no intention of landing at all. He looked down at the struggling Jiulong, and there was also a trace of surprise on his face. The seven-level magic gravity space is not ordinary magic. Gravity space is an extremely powerful magic. A five-level warrior can withstand his gravity space, such as Why not surprise him?

"This man deserves to die!" Jiulong looked at the warrior and gritted his teeth and said, "He actually tried to assassinate me here. Huang Tian is on the top, as evidenced by the back soil! And the warriors standing guard in the distance can also see clearly and hear clearly!"

"Hmm?" The samurai's sharp eyes suddenly looked at the embarrassed black fat man like a dead pig, as if he wanted to penetrate the black fat man, and his majestic voice sounded: "Isn't that so?"

"The great Captain Pasley is completely framed!" The black fat man died and was afraid in his heart. The horrible scene just now made him unforgettable. From then on, he may no longer dare to insult others.

When the black fat man saw their captain Pasli coming, the tense line of defense collapsed, with a runny nose, crying like tears, crying, very pitiful!

"Useless idiot! You know how to cry!" Pasli looked at the black fat man and originally wanted to seek an answer, but the black fat man cried like a shrew and was angry. Nine brothers were killed by Kowloon one after another, leaving only one who was still so cowardly. How could he be angry!

"Rockus, kill the nine warriors of Allen Manor, and it's time for you to die!" Pasley's voice was like the underworld, squinting his eyes slightly and talking slowly, and hateful and sharp rays came out.