Chapter 57 What kind of dwarf is this

"Rock, when do you think we can catch up with the army?" A dwarf with silver hair hit two hammers on the shoulder with one hand. On the one hand, hurrying on the road.

Another blonde dwarf said, "Let's slow down and leisurely. Why are we walking so fast? Are we waiting to die? I heard that those foreigners are very strong.

"Strong, no matter how strong it is, there is no eternal Thor." After saying that, the silver-haired dwarf could stop and shake the hammer in his hand, signaling the strong weapon in his hand.

"The eternal Thor is the supreme existence in the universe, and the light god of the Yi clan will always be sincerely convinced at the feet of Thor." As the blonde dwarf spoke, he waved the hammer in his hand excitedly, and the muscles in his arms also appeared from under the armor.

In the view of the swords sitting above, the muscles of this group of dwarfs are actually quite strong. At least the beauty of the biceps looks quite visually striking. The butterfly dance held the tree in one hand and jumped down, and the silkworm soft sword in his hand cut down.

As soon as the butterfly danced, Yi Jianchen and Zi Jian Wuya also fell down. The two men's positions happened to be on both sides of the butterfly dance, and the remnant sword was broken, which was a sword net. Of course, it is undeniable that this is a strong visual impact. As for the specific attack power, it depends on how high the attack power of the two men is.

The butterfly dance long sword was handed out, and the target was fixed on the blonde dwarf, and he said, "Sword clan, you stay alive."

The sword clan suddenly felt a headache. Obviously, the butterfly dance was going to die, so they told themselves to keep a living mouth. The speed of the butterfly dance is very fast, but it is indeed not as fast as before. The speed of the butterfly dance that got the silkworm soft sword obviously decreased by much. Previously, it completely surpassed the speed of the sword clan. At this time, it could only be the same as the sword clan. However, the butterfly dance is the first to act, and the goal of the silkworm soft sword is naturally very fast.

Countless leaves flew down from the tree, and a man in white rushed down from the tree. The soft sword did not move, but this motionless sword did have extremely deadly lethality. In the blink of an eye, a stream of blood floated into the air.

When the silver-haired dwarf just found that it was not good to turn his head, his companion had fallen down. Then there was a net of swords, and the dwarf who fell to the ground was torn apart by the dust of different opinions and the purple sword in the blink of an eye. This method really made the swordsmen ashamed. Obviously, there is only one way to live at present. The ice blade in the hands of the sword clan had to be biased from the ears of the silver-haired dwarf to the shoulders of the silver-haired dwarf. Originally, according to the budget of the sword clan, this sword had to remove one of the other's shoulders anyway, but when they saw the butterfly dance without mercy, the sword clan had to offset the tip of the sword three points.

The sword clan did not think that the silver-haired dwarf under the tree was not slow. He bent down and rolled on the ground. The broken hammer in his hand, which could not be compared with the previous dwarf village head, waved to the sky, which could block the blade stabbed by the sword clan. The silver-haired dwarf rolled to the other side at this time. Two hammers in front of the chest. When the dwarf's two hammers were in front of his chest, he first looked around.

Such an action fell into the eyes of the sword clan. The sword clan has felt that it is not strange at all. It was experienced once last night that the dwarf clan is a group that yearns to live in a very much. No matter what they fight or do, they will maintain a certain contact with the rest of the dwarfs, and the sword clan are very difficult to wait for two today. Single opportunity: "Little dwarf, don't look, your companions have gone far."

The dwarf also found that what the swordsman said was indeed true, and two hammers slapped: "Who are you?"

"Have you never seen it?" The butterfly dance took out a white cloth and wiped the blood.

"Chinese? Are you Chinese?" The silver-haired dwarf carefully looked at the Soege sword clan. The sword clan nodded in disbelief: "Yes, we are Chinese." As soon as the sword clan finished saying this, he immediately saw the silver-haired dwarf opposite him clamping two hammers under his armpit, took out a piece of paper from his waist bag, spread it out, looked east and west, and muttered even more.

"What is this?" Purple Sword Wuya kicked away the dwarf on the ground. His eyes were full of doubts. Not only the Purple Sword Wuya, but also the sword clan and the different people were confused. The dwarf didn't care about the death of his companions. Unexpectedly, he was not afraid at all and did not run away. At this time, he did take out a messy thing to study there. The doubts of the sword clan did not last long. The silver-haired dwarf opposite shook the paper, folded it and put it back in his pocket: "You are not the wanted people on the portrait. Who are you?"

The sword clan is in tears, and there is a feeling of being played by the other party's IQ. The rest of them are not like this. After wiping the blood, the butterfly dance shook the soft sword of the silkworm and pointed to the other party's nose: "I want to ask you something."

"say." The silver-haired dwarf looked at the butterfly dance without fear.

The swordsman privately pulled the clothes of the butterfly dance: "Why do I feel cheated?"

"Let me ask first." After the butterfly dance said, the software tilted and leaned against the other party's shoulder: "Throw what you just saw here."

"Are you also looking for these two people?" The silver-haired dwarf took out the paper and put it in the hand of the butterfly dance. Unexpectedly, he took a step forward and unfolded the paper. Several people took a cold breath. Who else could be on the white paper besides the sword flute and Shun'er?

"Master?" Zijian Wuya was a little excited to hold the portrait. There has been no news of Jian Xiao for more than a month. Since the other party has a portrait, naturally the other party must have news about Jian Xiao.

"Where are these two people?" Butterfly dance took the portrait and shook it and asked.

"It's more than 300 miles away from here. Everyone is on their way there. The silver-haired dwarf answered the butterfly dance question quite honestly.

"Have you caught it alive?" The butterfly dance looked nervously at the dwarf opposite, with a little expectation and panic in his heart.

"I heard that these two Chinese are so flexible that we can't catch them at all." The sincere answer of the silver-haired dwarf made several people feel somewhat strange.

"Do you believe it?" Butterfly Dance turned her head and looked at the three men around her. Butterfly Dance believed this. After all, she would not look at the thousand-mile eagle, but she did not see the dust and the purple sword. The current information and the information transmitted by Qianli Eagle are still quite accurate.

"Why did you give up resistance?" Looking at the butterfly dance, I chose to believe that the doubts of the swordsman had not been eliminated.

"Take the money, a hundred legal coins."

"Why?" Yi Jianchen was alert to his wallet, and several people were also very surprised by the dwarf's request in front of them.

"I sent you a message, which is 50 legal coins, with the exception of 50 paper fees. Don't forget the pagans. The portrait in your hand is mine."

Several swordsmen fell to the ground. Today, they finally saw what a strange thing is. The dwarf in front of them is. Naturally, the swordsman has to pay for this money. Jimo Villa is rich, and he also has a lot of tickets.

The silver-haired dwarf continued to hold the broken hammer under his armpit, took the money kicked by the sword clan, and pulled the paper ticket in his hand with saliva. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't see the problem. Then he stuffed the ticket into his arms and took two broken hammers in his hand: "Come on, let's have a good fight."

The swordsmen came to see each other's good, so they decided to let go of the silver-haired dwarf in front of them. So what the silver-haired dwarf said made the swords feel unreasonable, selling the information to the enemy and then duel with the enemy? What kind of game is this? They don't know the swordsman, not to mention the butterfly dance.

"Why should we fight with you?" Butterfly dance is angry and funny. What was the blonde dwarf just now? When the butterfly dance stabbed down with a sword, she already knew a high ground. Her group of people planned to let go of the other party, but the enemy actually did not appreciate it, which made Butterfly Dance feel a little lost face.

"Because I'm your opponent." After saying that, his legs jumped into a bow, and the hammer in his hand crossed his chest.

When Butterfly Dance heard this, she felt contempt. The cold blade in the swordsman's hand removed the butterfly dance software: "Let me leak two hands for him."

"Can you do it?" Butterfly Dance withdrew his sword: "This guy's face has not changed in the face of his companion's death. It's really suspicious."

"Give it to me first. If I'm in crisis, how about you helping me?" After saying that, the sword clan held the ice blade, stood in front of the butterfly dance, and said to the silver-haired dwarf: "I'll be your opponent."

"Okay, I won't beat women all my life. If I really change a woman as an opponent, I can't do it." The two hammers in the silver-haired dwarf's hand smashed each other and made a heavy impact sound.

The butterfly dance was so angry that the silkworm soft sword in his hand and the steps under his feet were about to rush out, but they were held down by the two people, Yijianchen and Zijian Wuya.

The swords naturally know what's going on behind them and really don't care: "You come first. I won't bully people with martial arts."

Hearing this, the silver-haired dwarf was not polite. The two hammers in his hand waved, just like Cheng Yaojin waving two half axes, as fast as the wheels, and the steps under his feet were even more trotting, and the high-frequency running sound made the whole ground vibrate.

The sword clan's waist twisted, and the cold blade stabbed out. The sword clan's eyes were naturally very human. The two hammers of the silver-haired dwarf looked like two windmills from afar, which were full of flaws in the eyes of the sword clan. The sword clan can be sure that they would stab the sword casually and absolutely put the long sword first to the other party's throat. Above the throat.

This is the move of the swordsman. The waist and limbs are twisted in the wind, and the long sword sticks out obliquely, quickly and lightly sticking the sword to the other party's neck. The whole world stopped abruptly, and two hammers in the hands of the silver-haired dwarf slowly fell, and their eyes were fixed on the sword stretched out by the sword clan.

The eyes that stay on the ice blade of the sword clan are not only the dwarf, but also the eyes of the butterfly dance and the different vision. The sword of the sword clan seemed to be quite casual, and the whole sword was then stabbed out of the twisted waist.