Chapter 327 The Lord of Tunisia

"Parker, I think you are a prisoner and a fool. How dare you question the viscount. As a member of the Hall of Masters' Association and a disciple of the Viscount, I'm really ashamed of you. A cloaked man said sarcasticly.

Parker was already an impatient man. He was so sarcastically by the cloakman that he was suddenly furious: "Bastard, what do you two know? Lord Colin's strength is unfathomable. Even the fifth-level and sixth-order mage can't resist it. Only viscounts can advance to the fourth level, which must be more or less auspicious for Lord Colin. Come on, take me to the city. I'm going to plead with Lord Colin.

The two cloaked men were stunned and then a little surprised.

Parker was annoyed and didn't care about the two of them. He put an acceleration on himself and ran quickly to the gate of the manor. As he flew under his feet, Parker saw the corpses of warriors lying around him, and his heart was suddenly cold. He knew that the two cloaked men were dead anyway this time.

"Viscount, I hope you haven't met Lord Colin now, otherwise you are really dangerous. I haven't reciprobled your kindness. Don't die anyway." Parker was anxious and quickly swept out of the manor under his feet and went to the city of Tunisia.

Behind him, the two cloakmen thought for a moment in surprise, and immediately left the manor and chased Parker's figure. The sudden departure of the two made the temple knights in the manor shout angrily and chased them out. Morley Riley took the lead, and dozens of temple knights faintly formed a formation to chase and kill. It's only a minute, and there are only Pastor Bill and Miss Lee left in the manor.

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"Drink!" The angry shout exploded in the front yard of the city master's mansion. The huge fighting flame rose several meters, and countless shadows of knives, guns and sticks were formed in the air. Tens of thousands of arrows were stabbed. Countless weapons broke through the space and made a sharp roar, besieged Viscount Mingsen from all directions. The murderous intention is awe-inspiring.

Viscount Mingsen smiled indifferently. As soon as he stroked his chest with his right hand, a purple light rippled, forming a three-meter-wide light mask around him. The sound of "ping-pong bang" suddenly rose like rain. Those fighting blades hit the light mask and splashed purple and golden sparks, but they could not break the light mask.

"Hmm, little trick, also want to break my purple cloud mask. Stop dreaming."

As soon as he finished speaking, Viscount Mingsen's face changed dramatically, his body twisted violently, and moved two meters to the left. Just as he moved across, a white electric light swept through his original place in a tenth of the wonder. Because it was moved horizontally in advance, it just hit the edge of the shield.

"Stab!" The harsh sound exploded at the edge of the shield, and Viscount Mingsen's face changed wildly. He was shocked to find that his shield had been cut open by this electric light.

"Damn it, it's this little beast again." Viscount Mingsen gritted his teeth and cursed. At the same time, he was also helpless. Originally, according to his strength, he could quickly kill the fourth-order sky base, but every time there was a chance to seriously hit the sky base, the strange creature came out to make trouble. Although the strength of this strange creature is only at the third level, it is super fast. For such a long time, he can't even touch the shadow of the monster.

After a long time, Viscount Mingsen was a little anxious. You know, the master he came to look for this time has never appeared.

At this moment, Viscount Mingsen suddenly felt a strong breath approaching here. He suddenly looked up at the eastern sky. In the dark rain, a cyan escape light flew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The last glance was still dozens of miles away, and the next moment he arrived at Tuoni. Si. A few breaths came over the city master's mansion.

Before the escape man arrived, the vast voice resounded through the whole sky.

"Bold, who dares to attack my city of Tunisia?"

With the loud spread of the voice all over the city's mansion, everyone looked up in surprise. Whether it was Viscount Mingsen in front of him or the Holy See in the backyard, they were shocked. There was a brief pause in the two battlefields. The referee and Elder Mu Han looked up together. When they saw the blue light, their faces changed and obviously recognized the man.

"Lord, you are finally back!" A surprise cry sounded from the backyard, and it was the leader of Fenglin.

When Fenglin saw the man, he immediately gave up his opponent, the referee, took off into the air and went straight to the cyan escape light.

The cyan escape light dissipated, revealing the people inside, but he saw a middle-aged man in his fifties. The man had a national face and was very majestic. At this time, he was frowning and looking at what happened in the city owner's mansion, looking unhappy.

Seeing Fenglin flying, he immediately asked, "Fenglin, what's going on? Who are these people?

Fenglin swept around and looked at the attic where Wang Fan lived. Seeing that no one came out, he immediately came to the side of the national character face and began to talk. With the narration of Fenglin, the face of the Chinese character changed dramatically.

And when Fenglin spoke to Guo Zi's face, Viscount Mingsen's men and Tianji's men retreated one by one. They circled the attic where Wang Fan lived and blocked the mages out. The body lay quietly in the rain, and the scene was solemn. And Fenglin's men in the backyard also retreated one by one and confronted the people in the temple. People on both sides almost converged in the middle courtyard. When they saw each other, they were also a little surprised. They didn't expect that there were other forces attacking the city's main house today. But the enemy of the enemy is a friend. So the people on both sides did not say anything tacitly.

The referee and Mu Khan got together and looked awe-inspiring.

"Your Excellency, that man seems to be the lord of Tunisia."

"Don't worry, just wait and see what's going on. It seems to be strange inside."

Their conversation also fell into Viscount Mingsen's ears, and suddenly the viscount's face was also difficult to look. Just then, there was a roar from the sky.

"What? That's not the reason. This kid bullies people too much. The city owner roared furiously, and his body rose with a violent fighting luster, and he was about to go down to kill people.

Fenglin pulled the face of the city owner and said urgently, "Lord, don't be impulsive. Get out of here quickly and find Lord Haishen. Only Lord Nephen can beat that man.

As soon as Feng Lin finished speaking, he suddenly screamed "ah" and covered his head with a painful howling. His face was twisted, and he must have suffered severe pain. He twisted his body and suddenly fell from the air. The city owner was stunned and hurriedly flew down to catch Fenglin.

Feng Linqiang endured the pain and said intermittently, "City Lord... Hurry... Get out of here... Go... Find Lord Nepity... Hurry!"

The owner of the country's face trembled his hands, gritted his teeth fiercely, and his body soared up and was about to leave here.

However, a white figure somehow blocked his way. The white figure hovered leisurely in the air, and his eyes flashed across the faces of hundreds of people in the front yard and backyard. A faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Very good, it's all here! It's time to harvest!"

[Sorry, I apologize. I'm not at home these days. Excuses can always be found, and I don't want to talk about it anymore. But I'm sorry to all readers. If you have an apology in your heart, you can only make up for it with your actions.]