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Chapter 170: Unwilling

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    The middle-aged man was slightly panicked for a moment, looking around blindly for something that could be used as a weapon. In the end, he was disappointed because there was nothing around except the stones that had been reduced to ruins by their battle.  An effective weapon.

    "Damn it, there's nothing left to use! I'm not willing to give in! I'm not willing to give in! I've worked so hard and I absolutely can't just let it all go to waste!"

    Suddenly, he looked at his abdomen, and an idea flashed in his mind. He seemed to have thought of some way, but his face was full of confusion. Finally, the expression on his face completely calmed down, looking strange.

    Fang Lang watched the middle-aged man's movements all the time. After seeing the change in the expression on his face, Fang Lang's feeling told him that the other person must be brewing something, so he quickly distanced himself from each other, and the middle-aged man  Human actions also told him that this was correct.

    The middle-aged man's eyes were completely covered in scarlet at this time, and he was completely irrational. He used his nails to cut open his abdomen, and then he pulled out a stick directly from his stomach.  Bloody bones.

    The scary thing is that after the bone was pulled out, it turned into a blood-red dagger. There was always a strange aura coming from the top, and the body of the blood-red dagger was also imprinted with a strange red color.  Runes, if most people don't look carefully, they won't even notice the existence of these runes.

    "Then, the fun begins!" the middle-aged man said in a frenzied manner, then he ignored the wound on his stomach, stepped forward suddenly, and rushed towards Fang Lang.  He came over, and the blood-red dagger in his hand left countless bloody smells in the air.

    Looking at the middle-aged man getting closer and closer, Fang Lang's heart became calmer and calmer, because at this moment he could feel how terrifying the middle-aged man was at this moment, but precisely because the situation at this moment was so dangerous  , so he needs to calm down even more.

    Just when the blood-red dagger was five feet away from Fang Lang, Fang Lang finally moved. His shoulders suddenly pressed down, and then the man on the other side held Destruction and swept directly towards the blood-red dagger.  Sword, then he made a fist with his left hand and rushed towards the middle-aged man's abdomen.

    "Kid, don't be so scheming!" The middle-aged man smiled ferociously, and with his free left hand, he directly grabbed Fang Lang's left hand, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes again, followed closely by the blood-red dagger.  He bypassed Destruction and went straight for Fang Lang's neck.

    Invoking death, every step and every movement contains countless murderous intentions. At this time, Fang Lang and the middle-aged man are undoubtedly plotting against each other, whether it is the movement of the move or deceiving the opponent's defense.  Regardless of the means, they fully reflected the murderous intention in the two people's hearts.

    Seeing that the dagger was about to cut off his head, Fang Lang smiled instead. After seeing Fang Lang's smile, the middle-aged man suddenly froze because he already knew why Fang Lang showed his smile.  Smiling, his hand that was stuck in mid-air quickly moved back, but it was already too late.

    A white cross shield was pressed against his back, followed by a thud, and a huge ax struck directly at the shield. The force of hitting an ox across a mountain was directly transmitted to the middle-aged man's body, and his  He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

    But this is far from over.

    Fang Lang circled around and directly held the middle-aged man's arm with one hand. The hilt of the sword of destruction mercilessly hit his Tianling Cap directly. It wasn't that Fang Lang didn't want to cut off his head, but  It was such a close distance that the long sword couldn't be used at all, so I had to use the hilt.

    This hammer completely stunned the middle-aged man. At this time, the middle-aged man could not see anything else except Venus, and Custer and Kirito had already reached middle age without knowing what they were doing.  Behind the person.

    Dense spider silk directly wrapped around the limbs of the middle-aged man, and the interpreter in Kirito's hand slashed directly on his heavenly spirit cap. With a bang, the interpreter could no longer chop after tearing off his scalp.  Instead, it made a crisp sound.

    Asuna also took this opportunity, and the thin sword in her hand directly penetrated the middle-aged man's chest with a little bit of cold light.

    At this time, the middle-aged man's blood volume dropped rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, he no longer had a lot of blood volume, and it dropped directly to one-tenth, but this one-tenth, no matter how many people used it,  No matter what the means, we just can¡¯t fight anymore.

    After several rounds of shelling, coupled with the coordinated attacks of shields and giant axes, even a middle-aged man who was as strong as a middle-aged man could not hold on anymore. After the last combined attack of ax and shield, his iron-likeHis will finally collapsed and he passed out directly.

    "Stop it now. In this situation, he can't run away anyway." Fang Lang withdrew his disillusionment and exhaled, with a tired look on his face.

    After such a long period of high-intensity fighting, even the inhuman Fang Lang was exhausted. You must know that every time he collided with the middle-aged man, he not only had to use all his strength, but also had to quickly turn his brain to think about the opponent.  next action.

    Even an iron-clad body would never be able to withstand such a torment, but Fang Lang only showed a tired look, which made Heathcliff sigh again, "This guy is not human at all."

    Except for Kaslin, who had been affected and died during the battle, everyone else successfully recovered. However, Caster could not help but show a sad look on his face. Kaslin and Kaslin, who were obviously dead,  She has an inexplicable relationship.

    ????????????????? But no one went into too much detail about this, because if they really pursued it, it would obviously not be of any benefit to either Custer or them.

    "Ahhh! You damn ants! Let me go!"

    Just when the scene fell into an awkward silence, a voice suddenly broke the atmosphere. Who was it if it wasn't a middle-aged man? At this time, he had already been tied to the lord's throne by everyone, whether it was his hands or his hands.  Whether it was his feet or his head, Custer was tightly tied to the throne with spider silk.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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