Chapter 108: The Battle between the Priest and the Blacksmith

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There was a hint of disdain on the corner of Liu Qian's mouth and he sneered: "Blacksmith, it seems that you are just like that."

The God of War Kus finally settled his body. When he was about to be proud, he heard Liu Qian call him a blacksmith and shouted in anger: "I am the God of War, don't call me a blacksmith." His hands, full of muscles and blue veins, held the broad-blade long sword tightly and said word by word: "I want you to die."

"Pastor!" Melia also floated up at this time. The airflow generated by Liu Qian and Kus Douzhi blew her black mage robe and brown hair like a fairy, but there was a surprise in her eyes, and she seemed to be unable to believe that it was Liu Qian.

The entire Royal Academy ran from afar to watch the excitement. The duel between the two masters was already exciting enough. But when they saw their dean come out, they screamed. Then Grayson and Rhode, who flew to Melia, both stared at Liu Qian to determine what the relationship between that person and Melia.

"Melia, beloved." When Liu Qian saw Melia, he smiled and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for fifty years, but you are even more sexy and sexy. Do you think I can't sleep every night?"

Melia's face turned red, and her heart felt bitter and sweet. This idiot pastor has not changed at all over the years. She teased her as soon as she met. The sorrow of parting for many years disappeared, and she said coquettishly: "Hey, who would miss you that idiot?"

Liu Qian didn't know that this casual teasing word suddenly touched Melia's deepest secret. He chuckled without caring at all: "I said Melia, you are too ruthless. We are partners who have spent a good time together. For the past fifty years, I have thought of you every night."

Meilia would not believe Liu Qian's words at all. However, when she mentioned that period of time, her mind suddenly emerged. She failed to use snooping techniques and was forced to look at the chun Palace for a night. Then she took the initiative to peep at him every night. A shameful blush suddenly appeared on her face, and her pretty eyes were gone.

Grayson and Rhode looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They have known Melia for many years, but have never seen her shy and charming like a little girl. What's even more annoying is that the guy teased him and Melia seemed to enjoy her.

"Hey, you guy." Kus trembled all over with anger and shouted, "How dare you ignore the provocation of this God of War and flirt in front of me. You're so unfair to take this God of War seriously."

"Uh... I'll say, Brother Blacksmith." Liu Qian deliberately showed a sorry and embarrassed expression, scratched his head and apologized: "I'm really sorry, you look too unconstructive. I can guarantee that you will not ignore you in the future. If you are in a hurry to die, please fight me quickly. I'm still rushing to have a try with my old lover."

The old lovers, Grayson and Rhode, almost fell from mid-air. Melia felt sweet in her heart, but she murmured inwardly, this guy was too good at climbing up the pole. When did she become his old lover? However, deep down in her heart, she still liked the name Old lover.

"You dead priest, I'm so angry. Even the goddess of life you believe in, dare not say such big words in front of me." The war god Kus was so angry that he almost vomited blood, his eyes flushed red. The huge red fighting spirit suddenly exploded. The powerful force forced Melia and the others to retreat fifty or sixty meters.

Although Liu Qian was teasing Melia, it was just a trick to find out. His body and mind had already entered the natural state, waiting for Cus to get angry. In this way, Cus' strongest aura was just blowing Liu Qian's hair fluttering, showing his unrestrained temperament.

"Melia, don't come and help." Liu Qian had already lifted the long sword to drink blood out of the storage ring. After pulling out a beautiful knife flower in his fingers, the blade pointed at Kus from the distance and said disdainfully: "I can just deal with this kind of thing."

Liu Qian actually knew very well that although the strength of this God of War has not recovered, he should be comparable to the spiritual master who was killed by him, and even half a grain of salt. Over the past fifty years, although Liu Qian's skill has improved several times, he still has a certain gap with the spiritual master. However, Liu Qian's skill has been stagnant for more than ten years, and he urgently needs a super master to break through. The appearance of Kus is thinking about Liu Qian.

As the words fell, Liu Qiansha's mind was silent and his face was indifferent. However, as the Jindan true energy continued to inspire, the masculinity and heroic aura filled his chest. The fighting spirit instantly reached its peak and shouted loudly. A afterimage turned into a shadow in the void, and the long blood-drinking blade sucked and spit out the excited cold light, and hit Kus' head like a horse.

The sound of the sword breaking through the air is deafening, and the domineering sword aura almost drains the surrounding air, only suffocating the chest of a person with a radius of 100 meters.

Kus was also shocked. He did not expect that Liu Qian's speed and sword force were so fast. He had only time to hold the sword in both hands and block it in a hurry. "Clang!" The sound of gold and iron clashed, and the energy of the two powerful men in the world collided head-on for the first time. The sound waves shocked the people watching from afar and felt tinnitus and pain, and the energy aroused by the collision turned into shock waves, spreading out rapidly, and the place where they passed was in a mess. The two nearby buildings also collapsed suddenly, and dust filled the sky.

Kuss was a little stronger than Liu Qian, but Liu Qian's powerful blow that carried the way of nature also made Kuss's arms numb, and his chest was churning, and he wanted to spit out blood and feel comfortable.

Liu Qian is not better than Cus. The fighting spirit of the God of War is also a fierce and hard type. Under hard and hard combat, only the brave will win. How could Liu Qian give up easily with the advantage of this attack? He shouted in a low voice. He was also in a knife-like manner, like a surging river. It was like a surging sea, and one sword was more domineering than another.

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