The Dragon King is released from prison

The moment Chenfeng fought with his opponent, Qi Tian could see clearly.

In a short duel, Chenfeng changed his moves three times to confuse the opponent, and then used the most direct method to deliver the most powerful blow.

Otherwise, if they fight head-on, although Morrowind can win, it will not have such a good effect.

The most important thing is that Morrowind didn't show any contempt.

As the saying goes, a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. Underestimating the enemy will only put you in a dangerous situation. This mentality is still very good.

Qi Tian had already observed Chenfeng before. Judging from this man's demeanor and the way he spoke, he looked arrogant. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he felt like he didn't take others seriously. It came out of him.

Even now, after winning, Morrowind also looks proud.

But this look of arrogance was all Morrowind's disguise to confuse others.

"How dare you make such a noise with such strength?" Chenfeng snorted coldly and looked at Edith with disdain, "That's all your Holy See? Is this the method of your Holy See? It's too vulnerable."

Edith covered her mouth and smiled: "You are indeed a talented player trained by the Dragon King Palace, but it was just an appetizer. The main course must be served bit by bit."

As Edith finished speaking, two more figures walked out from behind Edith, obviously trying to outnumber them.

Facing the two enemies, Morrowind didn't care at all, and even mocked: "The trash fish are just trash fish, and they can't be related to the main dish."

Edith did not speak. The two figures behind her responded to Morrowind. The two figures stepped forward at the same time and attacked Morrowind.

"Two pieces of rubbish." Morrowind mocked, while showing a look of disdain.

But Qi Tian observed that Chenfeng's eyes became serious, and he did not look down on any master.

The moment the opponent's attack came, Morrowind responded and changed his moves continuously to confuse the opponent. Finally, he delivered a blow that directly forced the two of them back.

The two men flew out and fell to the ground.

Two losses in a row, but Edith's expression did not change at all. All this was within her expectation. Those who just came on the field were all masters trained in batches within the Holy See. For Tian-level, these batch-trained experts Masters are invincible, but in front of the truly strong, such masters trained in batches are not enough.

But as Edith said, it was just an appetizer, and the real main course was about to be served.

As the two powerful men from the Holy See were knocked to the ground, a figure suddenly rose from the wine table in the corner and headed straight towards the morning breeze.

Almost instantly, the two were fighting together.

But this time, Morrowind no longer had the overwhelming power he had just now. He changed his moves one after another to confuse his opponent. However, the moment he actually took action, he was still seen through by the opponent. The two of them went back and forth with dozens of moves in a row.

The place where the two of them fought was in a mess. The expensive tables and chairs were kicked to pieces. The priceless wine on the table fell directly to the ground, and the bottles shattered.

In the center is the battlefield between the two.

The only exception was Qi Tian who had changed his appearance.

Qi Tian sat there, drinking wine and watching the two men fight. During this process, neither of their attacks affected Qi Tian.

This seems to be a tacit understanding between masters. If anyone cannot control his power and it is affected, his skills are inferior to others.

The two of them were going back and forth, and the fight was fierce.

The old man on the side, the former Prisoner Niu, narrowed his eyes, looked at the person who took action from the Vatican, and slowly said: "This is not a person from the Vatican."

"Ah?" The young woman next to the old man looked surprised, "Not from the Holy See?"

"Yes." The old man nodded, "I have been dealing with the Holy See for too long. It can even be said that when I was young, I fought with the Holy See almost every day. We know very well how powerful the Holy See is. Their middle level is stronger than the Dragon King Palace. They are much stronger, but they have very few top experts, just because their internal system cannot cultivate top experts in large quantities, but now this person's approach is not right. This is not the action of any system within the Holy See. The Holy See has come for foreign aid, otherwise it would be impossible for the Holy See to be Morrowind’s opponent simply by relying on the Holy See’s methods.”

When the woman heard this, she said worriedly: "Can Brother Morrowind win?"

"We can win." The old man nodded.

Hearing this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief: "It would be great if I can win."

"But we can only win this game." The old man continued, "The opponent is obviously trying to dig up Morocco's trump card. This person is very strong. If Morocco wants to win, it must show its trump card. Once the trump card is revealed, it will It’s hard to handle. Although Morrowind is strong enough to get out of the island, he still lacks combat experience. The sparring partners on the island don’t have life-and-death battles.”

The woman said: "Then after this fight, can't we just stop fighting?"

"There is no way not to fight." The old man sighed heavily, "This is why I just told Chenfeng not to let him take action. Either we don't fight. If we want to fight, we must finish the fight, or we must kill everyone." We must defeat them all, otherwise our skills are inferior to others and we lose today. This is the price we have to pay for standing in the position of dominance."

"Keep beating!" The woman's eyes widened, "Grandpa, this is simply impossible. Who can keep beating like this?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "So, not everyone can claim to be the overlord. If you want to get anything, you have to pay the same price. There are very few people who can fight all the time, but it is not non-existent. That Qi Tian in Yanxia, ​​he Isn't it that he can achieve his dominance with one punch after another? Next to the Dingxiang Tower in Yanxia'an City, he made bold statements. If anyone wants to challenge, let's join together. If Morrowind wants to have that strength, he can do the same. .”

Hearing the name Qitian, a look of disgust appeared on the woman's face: "Grandpa, why are you mentioning him? That Qitian is the enemy of our Dragon King Palace. If it weren't for him, how could we lose such a big person? Now there are people everywhere It is said that two of our candidates for successor to the Dragon King Palace died in the hands of Qitian."

"Objective understanding is something we must achieve." The old man said, "Although you are unhappy with Qi Tian, ​​you have to admit his strength. If you encounter him in the future, don't act out of emotion."

The woman looked unhappy, but she couldn't say anything.

While the two were talking, the result of the fight over there had already come out.

The experts on the Vatican side retreated continuously, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and their faces turned pale.

Looking at Moro Feng again, he was panting but not vomiting blood. Judging from this scene, it was obvious that Moro Feng had won.

But winning is not easy either.

Just now, Morrowind had used all his tricks and even revealed a lot of his trump cards.