Duke of Grief

The old man jumped in his heart, but he saw that the black dragon leaned forward and kicked hard with his feet.

Seeing this, the old man frowned deeply, stomped his feet, took a stone from the waist bag, and threw it forward. After the stone fell to the ground, it bounced from the ground, but turned into a stone wall in the air. Fall between the old man and the black dragon.

Cervantes jumped up and kicked his body in the air, kicking the surface of the stone wall into cracks, but failed to break the stone wall.

However, at this time, the charged cavalry had already arrived in front of the stone wall, but they did not react at all, and their bodies directly crashed into the stone wall.

The old man clenched the long stick in his hand and began to prepare the next spell, but suddenly a hissing of horses came from his ear. He suddenly looked up and saw that the two cavalrymen passed directly through the stone wall and appeared in front of him.

The old man subconsciously struck one of the cavalrymen in the front row with a wand, but he swung empty.

fake! This is a phantom!

The old man's eyes widened, thinking that the black dragon had deceived them once with phantoms, but now he is doing it again?

An anger rushed towards the Tianling cover, but the stone wall in front of him burst and the black dragon's figure reappeared in his eyes.

"Cervantes Doig Wind of Sorrow!!!"

Hearing a roar, Cervantes grinned, "Ha ha ha, old guy, have you been tricked again? Is it fun?"

The sky above them was still dark. The old man was wondering if the armor and weapons of the cavalry were too expensive, so he could resist the power of the Nine Rings Divine Skill, but he did not expect that this black dragon was again Played him.

After being played with the same trick twice by the same person in a short period of time, even the good old man will be angry, not to mention, the old man is never a good person!

The old man allowed two cavalrymen to rush past him, because the black dragon in front of him rushed towards him again.

Cervantes slammed his fist, lingering in the fists and the red flames, the fire mist drifted behind him, like a red scarf.

The corners of his mouth were widened, and the smile on his face became more and more ugly, and the black dragon shouted: "Hahaha! Die!"

The old man roared upward in the sky, and his brilliance lit up suddenly.

——!

The gold-like skin blocked the punch for the old man, but behind him came several screams.

"what!!"

"Sir messenger saves--"

The old man looked back, but saw that the two knights who had left the illusion team had just pierced the bodies of the two congregations with a spear in their hands, and hung the two of them high on the barrel of the gun, like a blood banner. !

At this moment, there was a chuckle from Cervantes: "Soldier, sophistry..."

Unexpectedly, the old man's eyes were split, and a roar came out: "Ah!!!"

For the third time! For the third time!

Cervantes slammed his fist and hit the old man's head.

"Go to hell! Hahahaha!"

A huge force drove the head of the old man, dragging a thin body like a burden, and flew to the side forest.

boom!

The old man's body hit the hillside and was firmly embedded in the mountain.

With a step on both feet, the wings slapped suddenly, and the black dragon rose into the sky, turning into a meteor and hitting the direction of the old man.

After the two church members were killed, the magic weapon that could only be relied upon by the power of the people suddenly turned into flying sand, and the northern night, the ancient darkness also disappeared instantly, and only the frost remained. On leaves and branches.

Feeling this, the old man struggled to stand up, his eyes widened, his teeth clenched tightly, staring at the black dragon that was flying fast towards himself.

"Cai! Wan! Ti! Si!"

Cervantes didn't answer, his body fell with the help of flapping wings.

The old man angrily took a branch out of his waist bag and threw it up, towards Cervantes, who was falling fast.

"Wind of Vengeance!"

The staff storing the Nine Rings magic was activated, and a strong wind suddenly appeared, holding the old man and flying towards the sky.

The old man waved his long stick at the black dragon, and the strong wind rushed upward under the old man's control and collided with the black dragon in the air.

The old man let go of his long stick and left him suspended, but he clenched his fists and manipulated the wind to bombard Cervantes.

The black dragon and the old man's arms slammed at a rapid speed, the wind and flames collided with each other, and the burst of air made a loud noise.

Boom Boom Boom!

Cervantes frowned, flapped his wings, and flew backwards, avoiding the old man's subsequent attacks.

"Are you scared?!"

Seeing the black dragon turn over and fall to the ground, the old man made a roar and drove towards the black dragon with the gust of wind supporting him.

Standing on the ground, Cervantes took a deep breath, the fire element gathered in his mouth, the high temperature enveloped his body, and the light quietly bloomed.

After seeing the old man chasing after him, the black dragon grinned and let out the breath of the dragon brewing in his mouth.

The flames rose suddenly, and the gust of wind condensed into a giant hammer. The head of the flaming python was smashed by the hurricane hammer, but the flame circled around the gust of wind, and slammed on the gust of armor beside the old man.

The tornado cast by the flame swirled around the old man's body, and the high temperature burned the dry skin and hair, instantly igniting the linen robe.

"Ah-" The old man let out a roar, the violent wind armor suddenly burst on his body, his body fell from the sky, and all the flames around him dissipated.

Cervantes stepped forward and punched out with a punch~www.NovelMTL.com~ A powerful boxing style rolled the flames on the old man's body, and the old man raised his arm to resist, but at this time, the old man's face changed.

Several strengths were ferried into the old man's body and burst instantly.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from the old population, but in the blink of an eye, it was evaporated by high temperature in the air, and the flames were burning the body, and the situation turned sharply.

Cervantes grinned, punching one punch after another, without giving the old man a chance to breathe.

"enough!!!"

The old man roared, and at the same time his body shook, and he drove Cervantes out.

The ferocious and violent gaze fell on the black dragon with a sneering face. The old man had a terrible face and took a breath of breath. "My Excellency, you are really strong, and you are worthy of being able to fight the gods!"

Listening to this sentence, Cervantes sneered: "However, although I am not a monk, but a human druid wants to fight head-to-head with a proficient fighting dragon? Are you stupid? Do you want to say'but' in your next sentence?"

"but!"

The old man ignored it, grinning sternly, "You are too careless!"

Heilong tilted his head, and the contempt in the corner of his mouth became more obvious. "Oh? Then?"

"I was ordered by my Lord to spread the plague and spread death."

The old man's eyes are deep, "No one can stop, and no one can resist."

"Even if you are, Cervantes Doig Wind of Sorrow, Grand Duke Black Dragon!"

"My Lord is the shadow of death, and the plague is synonymous with death. This is the world's most unbreakable golden rule, but you are trying to challenge this rule!"

"You successfully angered us!"

"Are you ready to die?"

Unfolding, the skin quietly turned into dry bark, and the old man said in a deep voice, "No one can save here!"