Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 144 Phantom of the Imperial Capital
The battle continues.

Because it was very close to the Louvre where the banquet was being held, the guards all surrounded them, but they were not strong enough. Facing the turbulent and colliding sword energy, they did not rush forward to join the battle, but surrounded the two of them.

After fighting for a while, Arnold still didn't show up, and far away, the blond knight came out of the Louvre with a group of people and rushed over here.

Zhang Ang knew that those people must be good players, and their strength may not be inferior to his own. If he was surrounded by them, he would definitely not be able to escape.

And why isn't Arnold here?Isn't it in the Louvre?Or blocked?

Without any hesitation at the moment, he mobilized his inner strength and roared again: "Arnuo!"

And following his words, with a bang, a wall on the side of the Louvre was shattered, and two muscular men rolled out of it.

The muscles of their whole body burst out, with distinct blocks, thick and blue tendons bulging on the muscles, and unparalleled strength gathered on them.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom".
Their fists kept waving and smashing at each other.

One of the strong one-armed men was Arnold, while the other strong man was an old man.

None of them had armor on their bodies, their upper bodies were naked, and they wore strips of torn clothes, and they frantically swung their fists like steel hammers at each other.

As the dean of Iron Tower Academy, Master Gustav didn't want to punch his proud disciple.A Nuo is his most proud disciple. In order to get him, he and several other masters of the academy really fought in the dark, sold his old face, and paid an extremely painful price to successfully take him under his sect.

And although Arnold is a bit stupid, it is very difficult to teach, but that monster-like talent is really something he has only seen in his life. Once he is taught, his progress in cultivation can be said to be rapid.And besides eating and sleeping as necessary, and occasionally mentioning his so-called "young master", he spent almost all his time on cultivation.

Talented, diligent in cultivation, and pure in mind, this is really the best student a teacher can imagine.For Master Gustav, Arnold is the most beautiful piece of stone, in his hands, under his chisel construction, the most magnificent palace will be born.

In the past, Arnold was secretly taken away to join the revolutionary army. The mountains were high and the roads were far away, and the soldiers were in danger. He had no choice.This morning, the Viking Pirate King of the Martial Saint level came. He is so powerful that he can kill people without counting, and he has nothing to do.And now, there is another "young master" who wants to take Arnold away.

One by one, all want to take away his most beloved disciple, one by one, all want to take away his hope for so many years.

Violent anger overflowed from his body, turning into unparalleled strength, and constantly swung out with his fists.

That "young master" will naturally be dealt with, and his task is to stop this good apprentice who is beginning to become disobedient.

The lawn was lifted, the big tree was smashed, the railing was smashed, and the two strong men kept rolling and shaking their fists.

Iron Tower Academy does not have boxing skills, nor does it teach boxing skills, and Arnold has never learned boxing skills when he came out. Similarly, Master Gustav has never learned boxing skills.

But Master Gustav gave up the powerful palm technique he was proud of, he just wanted to use this powerful fist to stop his beloved apprentice from doing stupid things.

Fighting with two fists and one arm is of course an advantage, and Gustav's martial arts realm is also much higher. After a while, Anuo's body was bruised and purple, the corners of his mouth and nose were broken, and his body was covered with blood.

But he still struggled, resisted, wanted to escape, wanted to rush to the young master who was also fighting bloody not far away.

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Zhang Ang also fell into a hard fight, and his opponent was no longer Miss Sophie, but a middle-aged man holding a steel rod.

The steel stick was powerful and heavy, and the shadow of the stick was flying, mixed with strong energy, which made it difficult for the short kitchen knife to parry.

Fortunately, Zhang Ang's sword skills are superb, and after years of polishing, he can still hold on.

This is because there is only a long-standing grandmaster on the opposite side, and behind this middle-aged man, surrounded by them, there are still seven or eight grandmaster-level warriors, and there are even a few who are now surrounded by Miss Sophie, which is amazing. His imposing manner, that sharp sense of danger, is very likely to be a master-level powerhouse.

"Catch him, he's going to live, he has very important information!" That was the order that Miss Sophie gave them just now.

Alas, after all the calculations, I never thought Miss Sophie would turn her face. This time it seems that it is really going to be over.

Zhang Ang looked at those around him who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he regarded himself as a general of the revolutionary army who was a turtle in a urn and a bird in a cage, feeling a little desperate in his heart.

Alas, I don’t know if it will involve the Michelin Academy, and little Susan, the teacher will not be able to teach you in the future, Albert, I will not be able to deliver meals to you in the future, let’s chat
Alas, it's just my stupidity!

Forget it, now it's nothing more than death, fight!

The zhenqi in the dantian began to boil, and the surging internal force was surging in the limbs, and the eight meridians were rushing.

The ring on his hand flickered, and various kitchen knives suddenly appeared, and under the blessing of internal force, they attacked in all directions.

"Ah!" Zhang Ang roared wildly and swung the saber, the aura of the saber became stronger all of a sudden, one after another, one after another, frantically slashing at the middle-aged man holding the stick.

Seeing Zhang Ang's sudden outburst, the surrounding people were not polite. They drew out their weapons and rushed over, even a great master beside Miss Sophie also shot.

All of a sudden, saber energy, sword energy, stick strength, hidden weapons, whip shadows, and palm prints continuously enveloped them, like a huge net from the sky, covering Zhang Ang who was crazily swinging the knife in the middle.

Looking at the attacks coming from all over the sky, Zhang Ang waved the knife in vain, but smiled wryly in his heart: This time, it's really over.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed by, then disappeared again.

"Crack" the sword qi shattered.

"Crack" the sword energy dissipated.

"Pa" the force of the stick disappeared.

"Crack" the hidden weapons scattered.

"Crack" the whip disappeared.

"Pa" the palm print shattered.

A series of blows, mixed with muffled grunts and screams, the overwhelming offensive disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Ang looked around blankly, and saw a thin figure in a loose hemp cloth standing in front of him, while the master-level masters who had just attacked were lying on the ground, moaning and howling.

"You, who are you?" Miss Sophie's voice was full of panic, and two master-level masters were standing in front of her, watching this strange phantom that had just appeared with vigilance.

"You are?" Zhang Ang had some guesses and some hesitation.

"Let's go, Susan is still waiting for me." A soft voice came, but what he said was irrelevant.

But Zhang Ang understood immediately: "That one-armed strong man over there is my subordinate, this one."

Before Zhang Ang could finish speaking, the figure suddenly disappeared again, and suddenly appeared again.

And A Nuo with a dazed face also appeared beside him, and from a distance, an old man's unwilling roar and pain came over.

"Okay, let's go."

The three walked forward.

"Stop them! Don't let them go!" urgent orders were issued.

Groups of soldiers surrounded them with long guns, and the phantom was beaten upside down by the groups in a flash and flew back.

Martial arts masters roared and rushed forward, and the phantoms were beaten and rolled back one by one in a flash.

More and more soldiers and masters gathered, but the layers of defense lines and barriers were constantly being broken through.

"Your Majesty, I request you to send the 'Goddess of the Night', they have a big secret, they cannot be let go!" Miss Sophie's face was full of tears.

"Forget it, let them go." After pondering for a while, His Majesty shook his head and gave the order.

The soldiers retreated to the camp, and the masters rescued each other.

In the dim night, four figures, large and small, left the city silently.

(End of this chapter)