Chapter 17 Master 5

Pasley, the captain of the Allen Manor Guard, a seven-level fire martial artist, is tall and powerful, and domineering. He is also the right assistant of the laborious young master and the first master of Alan Manor.

As soon as Paris came, he gave Kowloon a downright. He was a seven-level warrior, but he was humiliated to be a five-level warrior, and he was a slave who had just been pardoned. This was a great shame, but they dared not disoveto the order of the young master.

"Aganu, stand up!" Paris played with a small flying knife in his hand, and no matter how Kowloon reacted, he suddenly snorted coldly, and sharp breaths in his eyes brewed, looking at the crowd angrily.

"Yes!" A burly man shouted coldly and suddenly took a step forward. His eyes flashed with a blue fighting spirit. Zhan Zhan's eyes shot out and stabbed directly at Jiulong. His eyes flashed again. The blue fighting spirit disappeared. He slowly lowered his head and lowered his stubborn head to the angry Paris.

"Why did you attack Roxus for no reason? He is the captain of this operation. What's your intention? Can't you rebel!" Paris's voice was just and violent, like thunder, cutting through the silent night sky.

"Captain Paris, I'm not convinced. What qualifications does a five-level warrior have to lead me? Open your eyes and have a look. Our teammate is a five-level warrior. If you want to lead our team, you don't defeat our strength. That's a delusion!" Although the warrior named Agano respected Captain Paris, he was extremely contemptuous of the fifth-level warrior Kowloon. He sneered at the strength of the fifth-level warrior and did not look at it.

Aganu turned his eyes and stared at Kowloon standing not far away. With a cold breath, he suddenly shouted, "Lockus, I challenge you!"

Aganu's voice is extremely loud, resounding through the world, and the sound of challenge echoes in the night sky. Silence! The scene was silent. With the sound of Agano's challenge, Paris was also stunned and looked at the silent scene indifferently.

"I, Onis, a six-level earth warrior, also challenged Roxas and defeated me. I, Onis will take your lead, otherwise, don't dictate in front of me!" One is a little short, but as thick as a bull. This person's breath is like a rainbow, faintly exuding a subtle connection with the earth.

When Jiulong saw this person, he knew that this was also a fierce character, even more fierce and powerful than Agano.

"How can such a lively scene be without the great Ryan, Roxus, I will also challenge the majesty of the God of War!" A tall and thin figure slowly stepped forward. The man had a black beard on his chin, and his face was extremely obscene, but his eyes were fierce and fierce, and he was not inferior to Agano and Ennis.

For a while, three sixth-level martial artists stood up one after another. They were all fierce and bloodthirsty eyes and stood quietly on the spot, rubbing their fists and palms, as if there was going to be a war at any time.

More than 20 other warriors rolled up the corners of their mouths and hung up as if they were nothing to do with themselves, so they wanted to watch a good play.

"What a bold man, you dare not follow the task assigned by the great laborious young master!" Captain Pasley saw the three team members standing up. The others looked optimistic about the play and narrowed their eyes slightly, as if they were thinking about something, but he showed great righteousness and selflessness!

"Ha! Ha!" Agano laughed, glanced at Pasley's eyes, and then looked at Jiulong. He suddenly laughed and said jokingly, "Captain Pasley, we respect you because you are super strong and lead us. Naturally, we will not complain, but if you want such a hairy boy to ride on my head and shit, brothers will certainly not Agree!"

"Rockus is said to be the son of Grand Duke Titus of the Omael tribe. Grand Duke Ttus is the owner of the triumphant crown of the Omael tribe. It is an undefeated legend. He is respected as a god of war. I don't know how many pounds his son has!"

"Rockus, known as a young genius, is predicted to be the future triumphant winner. He can't become a slave. God's will is unpredictable. Today, I really want to wait for three lives to be lucky, but whether it's a smuggle, come out and let the big guys see it!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" With this strange sound, all the warriors laughed wildly. Their eyes flashed fiercely, like the big gray wolf looking at the little white rabbit, looking down at the single Kowloon.

"Rockus!" Just as everyone was making trouble, Captain Paris, who was silent, spoke. He stared at Kowloon with a loud and sonorous voice, "Everyone disobeys you, show your sword, and let these crazy wild dogs see how sharp your sword is!"

Kowloon stood there quietly without saying a word. Everyone's sarcasm was like an autumn breeze to him, but tonight was an unusual night, a night that determined his fate, but these bastards did not obey the command, which made him a little embarrassed.

Kowloon glanced at everyone and could see their wildness from their cruel smiles. This is a group of people who were hard cultivated by the young master in Allen Manor. If these more than 20 people were put on the battlefield, it would be no less than an army of thousands of people.

"Haha, a timid boy, are you afraid? For the sake of not even growing hair, immediately kneel down and begged the grandfathers for mercy. Naturally, the grandfathers will not feel sorry for the little child and can let you leave here safely!"

"Well, Agano, you bitch, you can really bully children! Roxus, come here and I'll take you home!" Obscene**. The swinging Ryan smiled with an extremely funny look on his face, which made everyone laugh wildly.

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"People are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden!" Jiulong looked at these people getting more and more. His originally calm heart fluctuated a little, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Stabbed——

Kowloon no longer hesitated, stabbed, and the long sword came out of its sheath. Suddenly, a sharp breath burst out, sneer! Sne! The golden true air slowly rippled, and in a blink of an eye, it had wrapped the whole body. With the golden light surging in Kowloon's whole body, this space was illuminated a lot.

"Who dares to say one more word!" Jiulong's voice is like a sigh of hell, which sounds in the bottom of everyone's heart, which makes people have a ridiculous idea that Kowloon dominates their souls. When Jiulong speaks, it seems to make a sound from their souls.

In fact, this is the advantage of strong spiritual power. If Jiulong's spiritual power is stronger, perhaps he only needs one idea to make a person full of illusions and die of depression!

"Hmm?" Pasley's eyes suddenly lit up and became a seven-level warrior. There will be a qualitative leap in physical quality. Although the spiritual power is not the strength of the warrior, the spiritual power of the seven-level warrior is also quite strong. He almost found the way of Jiulong just now. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and Jiulong was able to be silent. Affecting people's will, what a strong spiritual power he has!

"Poor children, only by obeying my orders can you be truly relieved!" Seeing that the spiritual attack really worked, Jiulong used the sound of demagogue again, sighing and rippled in everyone's ears.

Captain Paris was slightly angry when he saw that so many people were bewitched by Kowloon's words. He was a seven-level martial artist. He wanted to complete the task under the leadership of Kowloon, but he was a little aggrieved. However, as a captain, he could not take the lead in coaxing, otherwise it would be difficult for the young master to explain, so he had to count on These men teach Jiulong a lesson instead of themselves, but who wants Jiulong to do so, they don't need to do it. A random sentence will make these hard-working elites addicted.

"Cough!" Pasley coughed fiercely, with an angry expression in his eyes, and a cough like thunder, suddenly woke up all the warriors.

The wireless beauty on his obscene face was awakened by Pasley's cough, and his face began to be confused. Suddenly, his anger surged up, his obscene face became ferocious and terrible, and he was even more guilty and shouted, "Lockus, you are looking for death!"

qiang——

While Kryun roared, Jiulong moved, motionless, moved like a rabbit, and took a step forward. The long sword simply stabbed forward. Suddenly, a golden sword spirit shot out, dazzling and beautiful in the night sky.

The sword is about one meter long, and it is full of a golden sword. A sword shot out, the air was twisted, and the sword gas was pervasive. It cut the air and hit Ryan silently in everyone's stunned eyes.

With a soft sound, the protective spirit on Keren's body was broken, and with a thorn, the golden sword spirit flashed away and cut directly into the ribs of Keren.

Puff——

A stream of blood flew out and scattered on the ground. Immediately after, Ryan sat on the ground. In an instant, he died in pain and sweated out!