Above the Seven Towers

Crete withdrew the long sword from his hand. Although he was breathing heavily, his hand was steady. A large amount of blood poured out from the wound on Luke's chest, which exacerbated the stench in the air. The assassin mumbled something low, not knowing whether to confess or curse, but eventually twitched a few times and died silently.

"Good job!"

"Crete, good way! You have avenged your father!" The onlookers cried out.

Xiao Chen patted Crete's shoulder and said: "Your father not only saved me, but also saved a lot of people around us. If this assassin kills people indiscriminately like another, many people will die in his hands. He Although he is not capable of martial arts, he is able to pounce and fight masters. He is a true warrior. You must understand why he did this, and do n’t live up to his expectations. "

Crete knelt heavily on the ground, "Master, please let me follow your learning skills, I will fight those slave traders to the end."

"Why, don't you already have revenge?" Xiao Chen asked him deliberately when he lifted him up.

"No!" Although Crete was slender and thin, his good voice made his voice very penetrating. "These killers are just the tools of the real executioner. Those slave merchants never wanted to let us go, always thinking Let ’s go back to the most painful life and sell us to all kinds of terrible places. You saved us, so they want to assassinate you! But we ca n’t let them do it. Although I have no power, I also Willing to fight with them to make you die! "

Xiao Chen nodded secretly. Although the child was young and uneducated, he quickly grasped the center of the problem. He saw that the people around him had already been thinking of the enemy, and was once again said by Crete. He nodded again and again, so he took the heat and hit the railroad: "Everyone, this assassin has told us that two teams of slavers have blocked us back and forth! You have all dealt with slavers and know what they are like. Man! Even if today ’s assassination failed, tomorrow and tomorrow, they will still use other methods to attack us. In the end, try your best to capture you back to that camp. Do you still want to go back and be a slave? Are you willing to rotten in those In the smelly cell? Are you willing to fight for the food that the pigs and dogs do n’t eat every day? "

"No! Never!"

"Kill them all!"

"Revenge! Revenge!" The people around roared.

"As a friend, I will never allow someone to ruin your life again! As a magician, I will never allow anyone to trample my dignity in this way! So, I am going to teach those slave traders a lesson! accomplice!"

"Teach them a lesson!"

"Kill all the running dogs!" People shouted.

"Old Chen, we need a combat plan now." Xiao Chen told Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng glanced at the soldiers who were already in place because of the riots in the camp and said: "Speed ​​is the best plan."

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Edgar and his deputy Fedro leaned against two adjacent trees and smoked. The smoke was the color of the southern city of Liberty, and it tasted spicy. Federo was obviously a little bit uncomfortable, and after a few breaths, he coughed several times.

"Is this guy a man? Smoking is choking, drinking is drunk, it's really useless." The white temples, and the somewhat old Ed, took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke.

"It just doesn't suck. It's up to the woman to decide whether it's a man or not. In this respect, you really can't beat me." Federer looked in his early thirties and was quite handsome. He took the cigarette in his hand and took He proudly said: "From the desert beast **** the North Island to the Shanghai demon on the south, there is no woman I haven't tasted."

Edgar sneered, "Dogs who are hungry for food. Tomorrow when catching a slave, take care of your **** and the following group of people, stare at me. The boss said, plus two gold coins for each virgin , If you spoil a woman, you spoil my gold coins. "

"Fifty." Federo slaps out.

"Fart, selling your idiots is not worth a hundred gold coins." Edgar threw the cigarette **** at Fedro's face. This part was mixed with fighting spirit, and there was a roaring sound like a bullet.

Federo flashed silently, his cigarette **** nailed to the tree beside his ear, he raised his thumb, and pointed his finger to the camp below the hillside behind him, complaining: "Old guy, don't give those boys a good time Who will sell our lives for us? "

Edgar looked serious: "This time the work is different from the past. The loss of the boss is too great. If we can't do this, the family's business may be sluggish."

"That's so serious?" Federo also put his playful look away. "We're better than slaughtering a clean family by slaves."

"You think that the vacated share of the slave market, we can easily take it? The lords around don't want to take the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity? I'm afraid someone will bring a new slave in a few days. So the boss will rush us to take back the slave, Everyone is empty-handed now, whoever has more slaves in hand, and whoever comes early, will have confidence. "

"Well, I will remind them to be alert tomorrow. But in this case, we can take the opportunity to raise the price with the boss." Fei Luo threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped out.

"Seize the people first, but we only brought more than a hundred people. Thousands of slaves are not easy to deal with." Edgar left the trunk and jumped down the mountain.

Federo was also prepared to follow, but suddenly heard a few sounds. The middle-level fighters like him had very sensitive five senses. He could almost distinguish the source of the sound from two hundred meters away.

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He just wanted to look back to see what happened, and he felt like he was hit by a heavy punch in a row, an unknown object that came from behind, broke through the defense of the leather armor, and hit his body.

He felt his skin punctured, his muscles pierced, and even his bones were bruised by this thing.

Federro endured severe pain and propped it against a tree. He knew he was n’t hurt so badly. He pulled out his long sword to find his opponent to counterattack. Then the banging noise came again. Those strange Hidden weapon hit him in the chest again. This time, because he was prepared, he raised his spirit and defended, so the skin damage was much smaller. But the pain is still unbearable.

Who calculated me! I'm going to peel his skin. Federero knew that in the dark forest, he couldn't please himself, he quickly fell down and fled behind the tree, and he roared while fleeing: "There is an enemy attack! Edgar, come and help me!"

However, there was no response from Edgar.

He fled behind the tree, and before he could catch his breath, he saw a sword light cut in the head. He tried to resist it with a sword, but because of the injury, he could not use his full strength, and the sword was taken off.

He had lost sight of the battle at this time and rushed towards a steep **** on the side of the mountain. Jianguang came again, passing under his jaw.

Circling around.

He saw his headless body and a tall, fit woman.

His last thought was that it would be worthwhile to die under such a beautiful sword ...

Edgar did not respond to Fedro's call for help because he was not far from death.

At this time, there were three big wounds on his lower abdomen, under his ribs and thighs. Even if he was driving a grudge, he could not stop the blood. His face was pale and he had to use a sword post to keep his body from falling.

In front of him, Roger, the adjutant Jacob, and the young warrior Hart were waiting in line. Blood was also on Jacob and Hart's body, and the right arms of the two were each cut a half-inch deep wound and had to be replaced with a left-handed sword.

Against a fighter like Edgar, even at the end, he can't be careless, who knows if he has any desperate tricks?

"Huh, slaves are slaves, and they only use sneak attack methods that are not on the table." Edgar spit out a blood foam and stared at Roger with hungry wolf eyes: "Hey, tell me, how do you think , Ambush the two of us first? "

"Some of us recognized you, Edgar" Blood Eagle ", the first master of the Balt family." Roger replied.

"I didn't expect me to be so famous." Edgar smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Bah, that's how much you did bad things!" Hart said angrily, covering his right arm.

"Hey boy, if it's a face-to-face contest, I can kill you in five moves. Only he is my opponent." Edgar pointed at Roger.

"Damn it!" Hart was going to finish his sword. But he was stopped by Roger, "Be careful of fraud!"

"Coward! I didn't expect to die in the hands of the coward at last." Edgar groaned breathlessly. "Presumably my camp will be over?"

"Did you not hear? It's over. Your people are in their sleep, they can't stop the assault of 400 soldiers." Roger said.

"What? What are you talking about? I can't hear clearly." Edgar stepped forward with his ears sideways, as if trying to hear each other.

Suddenly, Roger sensed that the other party's momentum increased sharply in the chaotic pace, hurriedly flew his feet to kick away Jacob and Hart, who were not in the know. .

I saw that Jianmang hadn't reached Edgar yet. He exploded into a haze of blood himself, and countless blood swept toward Roger with a sharp cyclone.

Roger did his best to dance the Thundermark Sword in his hand into a disc, and let the vortex of electricity break up these blood waters, which barely blocked Edgar's mortal blow. When the cyclones disappeared, Roger's face and hands were covered with fine wounds, and behind him, a small piece of grass and woods had disappeared, leaving only scratchy land.

"My God. This guy is so powerful ?!" Hart climbed up from the grass in the distance, stunned.

Roger adjusted his breath for a while before saying: "Fortunately, Master Xiao and Master Chen decided to raid these people, otherwise how to get them to the dark place, then this is our ending."

Jacob and Hart looked down the hillside with his eyes.

Fighting and screaming, accompanied by **** fire, sounded from the camp of the slave squad, like purgatory.