I take the witch with me to conquer the world

In the narrow passage, the two men were like two approaching strong winds, fighting fiercely. After each collision caused by the sound of metal and iron, Donald would retreat slightly and act according to the opportunity. Fang Sheng, on the other hand, continued to attack fiercely, as if his physical strength would never be exhausted.

"Cang!" The cry caused by the collision of swords sounded again. Donald frowned slightly. He could feel the magic effect attached to his blade gradually decaying. At the same time, he felt a burst of energy coming from the tiny wound just injured by the knight. The tearing pain would deepen every time he tried to exert force, making him unbearable.

The swords intertwined in the air, making a harsh metallic sound, and at the same time arousing sparks, which symbolized the fierce fighting spirit and seemed to ignite the air in the passage. Along with this sword fight with sparks flying, the blood in the air further intensified. Fang Sheng felt that his body became stronger, and his arms wielding the knight's sword became more powerful!

It seems that everything is developing in Fang Sheng's favor. Even Aldrich in the private room thought so. Big beads of sweat hung on his face, fell down his cheeks, and dripped on the precious carpet under his feet, leaving a big mark, symbolizing the moment. How nervous he was.

Aldrich couldn't help it anymore and raised his head slightly to look at Ulysses in front of him. He noticed that the corners of Ulysses' mouth were slightly raised and he looked a little happy. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that your Excellency was not impatient. But Donald, come on, you must complete this task.

Aldrich prayed in his heart. He knew clearly that if the chess pieces for big shots like them did not perform well, they would have to pray to the God of War for their next fate. Being ruthlessly abandoned is the best outcome. As long as your life is preserved, it is not a loss.

"Don't panic, Aldrich, he will lose to Donald." Ulysses said with a smile, his words were like a reassurance, and Aldrich's restless heart instantly calmed down.

Gently wiping the sweat on his head, Aldrich smiled and said: "That's natural, Mr. Ulysses. Donald will definitely fulfill your will." No matter what, it's okay to agree. Although the relationship was relatively short, But he also figured out some rules for getting along with Ulysses.

This gentleman has an eccentric and unfathomable personality, but as long as he doesn't disobey him, compared to other war nobles who are moody and willing to kill others at every turn. This gentleman is already considered kind. Aldrich thought this way, and he didn't feel anything was wrong. He had lived in the Ste Empire since he was a child and believed that the strong could dominate everything. The gap between him and Mr. Ulysses was like a chasm, so he had no idea of ​​resistance. .

As for the ordinary people who died in this adult's entertainment, he was even less likely to pay attention to it. It was a very normal thing that the strong could control the lives of the weak at will. This was a deep understanding engraved in his mind. If the weak wants to survive from the strong, they must do everything possible to please the strong so that they can survive, and then improve themselves crazily during this period of survival until they overthrow the strong who originally exerted pressure.

This is what Aldrich thought, and it was also a portrayal of him in the first half of his life. Now, he seems to be on this path again, but it is different from the first half of his life. The previous strong man was very strong, but Aldrich can see a lot of hope, but the current strong man is even stronger, no matter in every aspect, it is extremely powerful in terms of money, power, and strength. It was so strong that Aldrich had no hope at all.

So he was humble, flattering, groveling, and tried his best to satisfy Mr. Ulysses. Only in this way could he survive Mr. Ulysses' fun this time.

Aldrich lowered his head slightly, peeking at the scene where the magic appeared, and prayed for Donald again.

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In the passage, Fang Sheng became more and more courageous as he fought, and even left an afterimage of the knight's sword in his hand. At the same time, Donald on the opposite side struggled to parry. There were several new wounds on his body compared to before, and unbearable pain radiated from every place, tormenting him. At the same time, the red magic power on the long knife he picked up temporarily was very scarce, just like little stars in the endless galaxy.

Fang Sheng, who was wielding the knight's sword, became more and more excited as he slashed. Feeling the almost infinite physical strength in his body, he attacked more ferociously, and more sparks flew out from the collision of the swords. Although Fang Sheng's fighting style was very fierce, he kept a calm head at this time.

Fang Sheng looked at Donald who was resisting him through his scarlet vision, and thought secretly in his heart.

Since the other party is a transcendent person of Ste, there is a high probability that he can do that move. Recalling the past performances of the extraordinary beings under the God of War who were on the verge of despair in the memories of the Gods of War, Fang Sheng's mood gradually sank. At the same time, he secretly accumulated the blood in the air, trying to kill the extraordinary person with one move, or respond to the opponent's move... …

No matter what, it’s not a loss. That's what he thought.

"clang!"

The long sword blocked the attack of the knight's sword, and the next moment a strong force passed along the knight's sword to Fang Sheng's hand, which actually made his right hand numb! His expression condensed, knowing that the other party might be about to use that move.

As a result, the blood in his hands no longer accumulated, and they turned into sharp claws attached to his hands. His five fingers were bent into hook shapes, and they accurately grasped Donald's forearm!

"Stab it!" Fang Sheng scratched the fabric on his forearm easily. The next moment, Fang Sheng exerted force with his left hand, and his blood turned into a sharp weapon, trying to remove Donald's right hand.

But the feeling of steel coming from his left hand made his heart sink. He held the sword in his right hand and swung it out, trying to take back his left hand.

But how could Donald, who had been frustrated for more than ten minutes, let go of Fang Sheng now? He saw the muscles all over his body bulging abnormally, and at the same time his body was glowing red. He actually dropped the long knife in his hand, controlled Fang Sheng's hands with his backhand, and then used force to pull Fang Sheng to his body. In front of him, he smiled and hit him hard on the forehead with his head!

"Peng!" A clear voice sounded. For a moment, Fang Sheng's mind went blank, and he felt a little dizzy. At the same time, the thoughts in his mind were stagnant like fragments. But the strong fighting instinct did not blind him, blood gathered in his hands again, Fang Sheng's eyes turned completely red for the first time, and the next moment, Donald's right forearm was torn off alive!

The skin, muscles, blood vessels and bones were torn apart at this moment, but strangely, no blood spurted out from the broken part of Donald's forearm!

Donald, who was in pain, did not stop his movements. It was just his missing arm. He also had other weapons. I saw his left knee lifted up quickly and hit Fang Sheng's abdomen with unstoppable force!

"Bang!" A muffled sound came, and Fang Sheng, who had just reacted from the brain fog, was hit hard again. His face with blood attached to it instantly turned pale, and he himself flew out directly and fell to the ground.