"No wonder you always hear Thor say that you are the most hopeful person to become a swordsman in the pan-continent. I am not as good as you." Miolic said while panting. His general helmet had no idea where he flew. The pale yellow magic leather armor became ragged. The tough leather boots could not withstand the long-term jump and confrontation. The boots on the left opened, revealing their toes, and the boots on the right were also broken, with blood stains emerging from time to time. The most ridiculous thing was that Miolic's waist was swept by the fighting spirit, and the leather armor was broken, revealing red underwear, but the gun in his hand was still shining. Obviously, he still had the strength to continue fighting.

"If we had fought a few days earlier, we might not have been able to decide the outcome." Ernest smiled. His appearance was stronger than Miolic, and he looked like an unfortunate person who had been beaten. Miolic now looked like a soldier who had escaped from an orc cave, and looked very miserable.

"You mean there are breakthroughs these days?"

"Yes."

"I had known you had challenged you when I first came." Miolich said in annoyance.

"I didn't expect you are also a person who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong!" Ernest was in a very happy mood. When he was discussing with An Fei in the past, An Fei had too many rules. This is not allowed to be used, and that is not allowed to move. Although he could get some enlightenment from An Fei, how could he be as enjoyable as today? There is no fancy collision between Dou Qi and Dou Qi. This feeling has been a long time since it was gone.

"Although I was convinced of my loss, who doesn't want to be a winner?" Miolic shrugged with a smile. His smile was not as sincere and enthusiastic as before. Instead, it was a faint loneliness, but Ernest couldn't notice it from beginning to end.

At this moment, two generals dressed in generals rushed over from a distance and ran to the front to see the scene. They were shocked. Within a radius of hundreds of meters, all the trees fell to the ground in various strange postures. The originally neat grass was covered with gullies, with broken branches and leaves and black soil plowed everywhere. It was like a giant dragon who had been playing drunk here, and Miolic looked in a mess. They didn't recognize that they were their general.

"What's the matter?" Miolic turned around.

One of the generals jumped off the horse, ran to Mioric and whispered. Mioric frowned, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly: "I understand, you guys go first."

"As for orders, general." The two generals jumped onto the war horse again, and the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away.

"You have business? Then I won't disturb you." Ernest put his sword in the sheath: "When are you still free?" Today Mioric suddenly asked him to go outside the city to compete. He didn't think much and happily agreed to Mioric's challenge. It turned out that he did not come in vain. This battle was very exciting. Ernest looked forward to the next battle.

"It should...not be next time." Miolic sighed.

"Hmm? What did you say?" Ernest didn't understand.

"Ernest, where are you going? Are you going to go back to Thor's house?" Mioric asked without answering.

"Then where can I go?" Ernest asked strangely.

"I suggest you don't go back."

"Why?"

"Nia is no longer there." Mioric smiled: "To be honest, I actually have another purpose when I came out to you this time."

Ernest was not stupid, but because of his mutual appreciation, he didn't think about anything else. At this moment, he heard Miolic say that he had another purpose and suggested that he not go back, and his face became solemn: "Speak on!"

"I can't tell you some things, I'm really sorry, but now Niya is very safe, she has escaped from the Holy City."

Ernest felt a chill when he heard Miolic say the word "escape". He couldn't believe that this would happen, nor could he understand.

"Is An Fei your student?" asked Miolic.

Ernest shook his head.

"He was very good. He killed a magician, two high-level swordsmen, and even killed... Zeda, haha, I forgot, of course you don't know who Zeda is."

Ernest continued to remain silent, but his eyes became colder and colder.

"Then you should know Old Philip, right? What a pity... Maybe it's because Old Philip used to kill too many people, and I don't know how many souls cursed him in hell. As a result, his only son died in his twenties. He finally raised his only grandson. Now... he was killed by An Fei again, which is a curse that has come true..." Miolic had a slight smear of gloating.

"Old Philip? Could it be him?" Ernest could no longer remain calm after hearing the three words "Philip".

"Who else can I do besides him?" Miolic paused: "This is also the reason why I advise you not to return to the Holy City. Although Zeda is just a despicable playboy, he is Philip's lifeblood. I got the news and Philip should have it too. Unless you are confident in dealing with the four great sword masters, you will die when you go back! You should have heard that Philip is a very irritable person. Rumors are unreliable. Let me tell you that his personality is even more irritable than rumors!"

Ernest took a deep breath. Of course he knew that Philip had two pillars of the Mao Empire, one was the magician of Thor, and the other was the swordsman of Philip. However, Philip had some unpleasant things with Yuland, and then announced that he would stay in seclusion and refused to visit all guests. Even so, his prestige was still there, and no one dared to mess with him. What's more terrifying is that Philip had many disciples, including three great sword masters, and more than twenty sword masters at the level of sword masters. This kind of strength was not something Ernest could fight against!

Philip is over teens older than Sol, and his students are over 10 years older than Sol's students. More than ten years are enough to make them a qualitative leap!

Thor's four most proud students are only high-level magicians, and they are now serving in two mercenary groups respectively. This is a rule. Magicians who have hope to go further will not serve in the palace. Sword masters and knights need to use battle to improve themselves. The same is true for mages. If Thor recruits his own students, Philip also recruits his own students. The two sides fight... Ernest cannot imagine what the outcome will turn into, but he is sure that the result will be disastrous!

"Whose idea was all this?"

"Who else?" Miolic smiled bitterly.

"If you don't make me out, these could have been avoided!" Ernest said sarcastically: "With such a stupid master, I don't know if I should congratulate you or be sad for you! If Thor and Philip completely break up, the Mao Empire will fall apart!"

"I am just obeying the orders, and I didn't know in advance that Your Highness would call Zeda, but...it's useless to say that these are now." Miolic said lightly.

"Mioric, you have stepped on my respect for you, and I will come to find you!" Ernest's expression also became indifferent.

"Maybe there will be a day... Now you are going to find Niya before Philip. I think you are not very interested in me for the time being." Mioric smiled: "Finally, let me tell you something about Niya and the others left the city gate in the west."

Ernest looked at Miolic coldly, and said nothing more. He used his fighting spirit and shot straight towards the west like a sharp arrow.

At the same time, An Fei's face became a little ugly. It was really not easy to make An Fei, who was extremely tough in his mind and was extremely good at disguising himself.

Chris Ting and others were looking at An Fei. Chris Ting just now explained everything about Zeda's origin and explained it in great detail, even the strength of the Philip family was explained. He did not want to scare An Fei, but wanted An Fei to know what they were going to face.

"Do you know why the lady suddenly became obedient?" Riska whispered: "Because she is afraid."

"Fear of Philip?" An Fei asked.

Riska nodded heavily.

"I see you have no objection at all, so you are willing to escape with me. You are also afraid of Philip, right?"

Chris Ting and others looked at each other, then lowered their heads at the same time.

"I just said, my appeal and influence should not be so great!" An Fei smiled bitterly.

"What should we do?" Risca said.

"Escape, escape as far as you can." An Fei's eyes flashed with worry. He ran away without waiting for Ernest because he knew Ernest had the capital to protect himself. The situation seemed not so optimistic now. Ernest... You must not go back!

"That fool Trock, do you think you can survive if you don't run away with you? Haha... I think he might have been torn to pieces by Philip!" Zubin said with a sneer.

An Fei recalled that when he killed others, everyone's expressions were just shocked. When he kicked out the sword and shot Zeda to death, everyone's faces turned neatly pale. If possible... An Fei really wanted to summon a doctor with superb skills from the earth, and immediately find a way to save Zeda's sperm, and then find some women to cultivate fertilized eggs... Seeing that there were a few more great-grandchildren, there might be a possibility of resolving hatred. Now, I can only resist!

"You must complain to me in your heart, right?" An Fei said lightly.

"You took action too quickly, and I can't stop you." Chris Ding smiled bitterly: "And you have already taken Zeda by then... Even if he is still alive, Philip will not let us go."
Chapter completed!