Chapter 31 Attack and Fight

Kabi looked at Jing Chen in the field with a surprised face and muttered, "Artifact? How can that boy have an artifact?!" At this moment, a trace of madness suddenly surged in Kabi's heart. He couldn't imagine that the teenager in front of him, who seemed to be less than 20 years old, actually had an artifact in his hand. For Byron's words, Kaby has no doubt. After all, Byron is a six-level enchanter. Naturally, there will be no mistake in judging whether a weapon and equipment is an artifact.

Byron glanced coldly at Kabi with a surprised face beside him and said coldly, "That artifact is mine." There was a sense of indifference in his voice. At this time, Kaby couldn't help trembling when he heard Byron's words.

"Yes, yes, yes, the artifact must belong to Master Byron." After a pause, Carbi suddenly said, "I just don't know the Roland family and the defenders of Dores..." With that, Carbi's eyes moved to the place where the Roland family and the defenders of Dores were standing not far away. The meaning of his words is very clear. Although I am willing to let the artifact belong to you, I can't control whether those people over there are willing or not. It's up to you to fight for it. This is undoubtedly a contradiction between Byron and those two sides.

After listening to Kaby's words, Byron glanced at him indifferently. Where the two sides were, he said slowly, "If anyone dares to stop my footsteps, I will kill him." This is extremely cold, but at this moment, it makes him a little excited. This is the result he hopes for and the most suitable result for his next action.

Of course, when seeing the arms on Jing Chen's arm, there is not only Byron who feels the surging power in it. Whether it is Kund, the owner of Roland, or the general of Dores City, these people are also slightly aware of it. It's just that there is no greed in these people's hearts. As for the reason why they don't have greed, it's a little different. There is no detailed table here. Let's talk about Jing Chen and the six-level martial artists who fought in the field.

"Come again!" Feeling the surge of power in his body, Jing Chen raised a cold smile at the corners of his mouth and looked coldly at the sixth-level martial artist opposite. When the words fell, Jing Chen's feet kicked heavily on the ground, and there was a loud "bang". Jing Chen's whole body turned into a dark red light belt and rushed towards the six-level martial artist. Every time the soles of Jing Chen's feet fall and step on the ground, the whole grassland seems to tremble with this heavy step. At this moment, Jing Chen is like a powerful ancient fierce beast, bringing a huge visual impact to the six-level martial artists and appearance warriors.

After casting the wild form, Jingchen's strength has undoubtedly been greatly improved. Even if it can't reach the level of the sixth level, I'm afraid it's not far from each other. At this moment, the sixth-level martial artist standing opposite Jingchen suddenly felt an extremely horrible pressure, which seemed to come from all over the world.

At this moment, the sneer on the face of the sixth-level martial artist with a sneer's face has been completely taken back. For the sudden surge in Jing Chen's strength, the sixth-level martial artist only regarded Jing Chen's use of some secret method to forcibly improve his strength. Most of this kind of secret method has a common problem, that is, it does not last long, and once the time passes, it will enter a weak state, and then the strength will be greatly reduced. Of course, he is not the only one who has the same idea as him. Almost all the strong people above level 6 outside the court hold this idea.

"Teacher, why is that guy so stupid? Obviously, he can beat the martial artist without this kind of secret method, and he still wants to use this kind of secret method. Isn't he afraid of any variables? The woman wrapped in a black robe wondered.

"Ha ha." The old voice smiled and said, "Qiong'er, why did you suddenly care about Xiaochen? Do you know each other?" With that, he raised his head slightly and looked at the woman who was covered in a black robe.

"Ah?! No! How come? How could I know him?" Although that's what she said, her pretty face hidden under the hood turned red at this moment.

Seeing that the woman named Qiong'er lowered her head slightly, the owner of the old voice was stunned and immediately looked at the woman beside him with a deep meaning. The old man's vicissitudes seemed to be able to see through the world. It was also a flash of brilliance at this moment. Looking at Jing Chen in the field also became a little different. It is.

In his heart, he knew that Jing Chen was casting some kind of secret method to forcibly increase his strength. In the face of Jing Chen who rushed over like thunder, the middle-aged martial artist would not choose to fight hard. Seeing that Jing Chen had come to him, the middle-aged martial artist's body was lightning flashing, and he wanted to avoid Jing Chen's oncoming attack by speed. Unfortunately, the middle-aged martial artist forgot a little. Even if he did not enter the wild form of Jing Chen, his speed would be much faster than him. What's more, at this moment, Jing Chen's speed had already become extremely horrible.

At this moment, the middle-aged martial artist realized in his heart that he still underestimated the teenager in front of him, suddenly gritted his teeth, clenched his hands and the long gun in his hand. The middle-aged martial artist stared at the chasing Jingchen fiercely, and his eyes also flashed a touching cold light. He knows what this battle represents to him. If he loses misfortune, Jing Chen will obviously not let go of himself easily, and his strength will definitely regress after being seriously injured. In this way, I'm afraid that Byron, who originally favored him, will also abandon himself. At that time, I'm afraid that the bitter masters of those obscene things he did for Byron. I will find myself as soon as possible, and then...

The middle-aged martial artist doesn't even dare to think about it anymore, so no matter how difficult Jingchen is to deal with at this moment, he must defeat him by any means today. At this moment, he has no choice.

"Do you really think I can't do anything about you? Arrogant boy, let you see the strength of the real strong today!" A sharp color flashed on the middle-aged martial artist's face, and the original yellow fighting spirit became more and more intense at this moment. The dark yellow fighting spirit, like the running water of the Yellow River, rushed out of the middle-aged martial artist's body in an instant. Gradually, the dark yellow fighting spirit wrapped the middle-aged martial artist in it. On the surface of the fighting spirit, it was full of the terrible earth fighting spirit.

Suddenly, the dark yellow earth's fighting spirit trembled, and all the people in the appearance battle only heard a shout from it. The long gun wrapped in the dark yellow earth's fighting spirit suddenly stabbed out, with an unprecedented momentum, with the magnificent fighting spirit like waves, all smashing into the pursuit. Jing Chen, at this moment, everyone outside the field has an illusion that what they see is not two human beings fighting, but two fierce beasts from ancient times fighting each other.

"Drink!"

The attack formed by the indescribable earth fighting spirit suddenly stopped in mid-air. A dazzling cold light reflected through the sunlight. The whole grassland seemed to be a sharp flash. The next moment, a residual shadow suddenly launched with this peerless shot, and the sharp sound of the tip of the gun cut through the air, making Many people blocked their ears in pain. Despite this, some weak people were still shocked that their noses and ear piercings flowed blood.

Suddenly, the huge tip of the gun in the air instantly turned into a few cold light. It seemed that every cold light was a gun tip, and every tip of the gun seemed to be real. At this moment, even the man standing behind the owner of the Roland family and the guard of Dores raised his head slightly and looked at the field with flashing eyes.

If he were an ordinary six-level middle-level strongman, he would be in a hurry under the fierce attack of this middle-aged martial artist, but Jing Chen would not. In the past few years, he has accumulated extremely terrible combat experience, and several near-death struggles have made his nerves extremely tough. In addition, the wild form at this moment has given him a reaction speed that others can't reach. Therefore, looking at the flashing cold light in front of him, Jing Chen had no intention of retreating at all. He waved a pair of arms and rushed up brazenly, and then Jing Chen smashed it down in a very simple way.

"Break!" Jing Chen roared.

The pair of arms shining with light golden cold light were smashed down in an extremely simple but rough way. There was nothing fancy in it, but it gave people a sense of heavy weight. At this moment, even the space where the arm armor passed was squeezed slightly twisted and turbulent.