Supreme soldier king

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

It has been a long time since there have been any conflicts between Yan Kingdom practitioners and blood clans or werewolves. Even if there were, they were low-level conflicts. It has been a long time since the last conflict happened, so it naturally attracted the attention of interested people.

One side is the official of the Yan Kingdom and the five great family masters dispatched by the official, and the other is the elders of the Assamai clan of the thirteen clans of the blood clan. They are both very powerful forces, and the results are naturally paid attention to. A chance for strength.

The names of Sun Lihai and Li Lanjiang became famous after this battle. Sun Lihai smashed the blood dragon and devoured it with one sword, and broke Harik's arm. The terrifying strength of the cultivator is fully revealed.

Dirk is very powerful. He is well-known in the entire werewolf world. He is not the most powerful in the werewolf world, but he is also a very strong one. At least Chesima is much worse than him. Otherwise, Chesima would not have to make a special trip to invite Dirk as a mysterious reinforcement.

But now Dirk actually told them to give up and admit defeat?

Sheep into tiger's mouth?

Send to death?

Chesima looked at Dirk very unwillingly. So many people died in her family, and now she finally has the opportunity to confront the opponent head-on, avenge Amos and others, and show off for the family, but Dirk But he said that he and others are not the opponent's opponent at all?

Before Qiesima could speak, a middle-aged man next to him said unconvincedly: "Even if they are powerful, but there are only two of them, and we have more than ten, I don't believe we can't kill them together!"

Chesima's eyes were burning. In fact, he also thought so in his heart. There were only two people from the other side. Obviously, the two old men must be very strong, but no matter what, there were only two people on the other side. With so many people, they flocked Come on, can't you tear the opponent into pieces?

No matter how powerful the opponent is, if I wait for others to sacrifice one or two people, entangle the opponent's long sword, or even use the body to jam the opponent's weapon, can the rest still win?

Dirk looked around and found that all members of the Farrell family had the same expression in their eyes, that is, the desire for fighting and the doubt and unwillingness to what he just said.

Dirk sighed, knowing that nothing he said would be able to change Chesima's decision. After all, more than one member of the Farrell family died, and it was impossible for them to swallow their anger. After all, the Farrell family Although it is not considered the most powerful family in the werewolf world, it is still quite powerful. If you endure it like this, it will indeed make people laugh if you say it.

Dirk sighed. After all, we are all of the werewolf lineage, and our opponents are practitioners. We are all in the same hatred. Since I can't persuade them, I can only try my best.

In fact, Chesima's idea is not completely impossible to implement. After all, there are only two people on the other side, and I can hold at least one of them. Qiexima's strength is not bad, and there are so many people who are slightly weaker but definitely not too bad. Members of the Farrell family, everyone worked together and rushed forward. As long as they are not afraid of sacrifice and bloodshed, victory is not impossible.

Dirk stared at Chesima's face and said softly: "If you want to win, you have to entangle the opponent's sword and use our physical advantages to gain an advantage. Practitioners from the Yan Kingdom are very powerful, but their physical fitness is inferior Once we have no weapons, our strength will be greatly reduced, and then we will have a chance to win."

Chesima nodded without hesitation: "No problem, we understand this."

Dirk stared at Chesima seriously and said: "This requires sacrifice, bloodshed, and even many deaths, and it may not necessarily lead to victory. Are you really ready to do this?"

Chesima was taken aback by Dirk's solemn inquiry, and didn't dare to answer for a while. He turned his eyes and looked at the people in his family. From their eyes, Chesima's slightly hesitant The heart became firm again.

"Fight! Whether it's for the dead Jacob Amos and others, or for the honor of the Farrell family, this battle must be fought. Even if bloodshed and sacrifices are required, it must be fought. Not only must it be fought, but We must win the final victory!"

The surrounding werewolves also shouted loudly one by one, "Fight!"

The movement here also alarmed Yang Hao and the others in the distance. They glanced at this side, then looked away, and roughly guessed that this side should be doing the final pre-war mobilization.

Dirk sighed softly again, and said sincerely: "Chesima, since you have all decided to fight, I am here too. No matter how strong the opponent is, I will naturally not back down. I will fight later. I will do my best to delay Sun Lihai and buy you time. I don't know how long I can last, but I will definitely try to delay the time. You attack Sun Lifeng with all your strength, kill him as quickly as possible, and then surround and kill Sun Lihai together..."

Hearing what Dirk said, Chesima breathed a sigh of relief. He was still worried that Dirk would retreat because of his opponent's strength.

"Okay, Mr. Dirk, as long as you drag Sun Lihai, we will kill Sun Lifeng as soon as possible. I don't believe that he is made of iron and can withstand the attacks of so many of us!"

Dirk looked at Chesima who was full of confidence, and couldn't help but sighed in his heart: "Mr. Chesima, I promise you to help, and I will try my best, but if it is true, I can't resist it." , I will not hold on to the end, of course, I will tell you at that time, if that time really comes, I hope you will make a decision early."

Make a decision early?

Isn't that an admission of defeat?

When Dirk said this, Chesima's confidence weakened a bit. Dirk's strength was so pessimistic. It seemed that these two opponents were really strong!

But up to now, no matter what, there is still a need for a battle, and from the bottom of her heart, Chesima still believes that she and others will definitely win.

Dirk is so strong, he can match at least one, and his own strength is not bad, and there are so many family members, it is impossible not to win!

Yes, it will definitely win!

The time gradually approached the nine o'clock of the two sides' appointment. Fred, as the middleman, asked the people on both sides whether they were ready, and then asked the people on both sides who were ready to play to enter the planned competition venue.

This arena is wide enough for both sides to use their full strength, while the rest of the people are far away from each other for fear of being accidentally injured. After all, this is not a street hooligan fight. The battle between the two!

Sun Lihai and Sun Lifeng stood up from their positions and walked onto the stage with their weapons in hand. On the other side, Dirk Chesima and a group of werewolves from the Farrell family also stepped onto the stage. And unscrupulously transformed into a strong werewolf.

Each werewolf held a huge and heavy warhammer in his hand. These warhammers were all made of refined steel, each of which weighed at least one hundred catties. It is impossible to swing this heavy war hammer as lightly as a feather.

Each werewolf is more than two meters or even three meters tall, and the war hammer in his hand is at least one meter. They look extremely burly, with hideous faces and hair all over their bodies, making them look more like ferocious monsters.

More than a dozen burly werewolves standing in a group like this, dragging long warhammers in their hands, the formation is indeed very scary, while on the other side, the two old men are only about 1.7 meters tall, thin and thin. There were only two people. Compared with the group of werewolves here, they were completely two extremes, like two children surrounded by a group of strong men.

Both Sun Lifeng and Sun Lihai also had a fighting spirit on their faces, and they were not careless. After all, the other party knew their background and dared to fight. The other party must have some confidence after all. That white-haired Dirk must be strong Should be very powerful too.

"Fourth brother, that Dirk is mine, and you have to worry about the rest."

Sun Lifeng shook the shining big knife in his hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, leave it to me, I haven't killed for a long time, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty!"

Sun Lihai warned in a low voice: "These guys must be planning to fight us and take advantage of their bodies to beat us. Be careful not to be entangled by them."

Sun Lifeng snorted coldly: "Only relying on them? I'm afraid only that Dirk is still an opponent. Although that Chesima is also very strong, but the strength is at least one level behind ours. The physical advantage can make up for this huge The gap between them, watch me kill them!"

Sun Lihai nodded calmly: "Be careful, there is no big mistake, don't capsize in the gutter, or you will be laughed out of the mouth by other old guys in Yan Kingdom."

When Sun Lifeng heard this sentence, he took heart instead, and agreed: "Okay, I won't give those old guys a chance to laugh at me."

Sun Lihai said in a deep voice: "There are so many of them, let's kill them directly, and use all our strength to kill them as soon as possible!"

Sun Lifeng clenched the broadsword in his hand, took two steps forward, took a deep breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole body suddenly exploded, covering the entire arena like a wind and clouds. Even the momentum of a group of ferocious werewolves on the opposite side was suppressed.

Sun Lifeng opened his eyes angrily, and the eyes in his eyes seemed to be solid. He raised the long knife in his hand and pointed it straight at a group of burly werewolves opposite him. The sound of thunder resounded in the air, causing everyone's hearts to tremble violently. .

"Who will die first!"