"But..." The third master hesitated to speak. It is not shameful to lose to the opponent in a duel, but it is a despicable way for someone to interfere. A warrior mostly values honor above life. This time, although because of
The second master took action, but he was not seriously injured. The third master was still very ashamed.
"We are horse thieves, what nonsense are we talking about in the world of justice? Huh, if I don't take action, one of your hands will be useless. If you feel ashamed, do more meritorious deeds for the Storm Corps in the future!" The old man with a long beard remained calm.
, sneered.
Long Ao's heart trembled, this old man with a long beard was probably even stronger, at least much stronger than the third master, and at least a sixth-level warrior.
"You brat, you beat my brother, but you haven't passed me yet. Well, as long as you beat me, I will let you live." The long-bearded old man sneered.
Man Niu and Liu Qing scolded each other for being despicable, but the leader of the horse thieves was not particularly thick-skinned, and they seemed to have not heard of them.
The long-bearded old man stood in the field, and a powerful aura came from him. As his expression changed, the aura became stronger and stronger, "Boy, let's fight!"
Man Niu and Liu Qing both stepped back a few feet, and even Long Ao also took a few steps back. The opponent's aura was too powerful, and the powerful aura also contained a murderous aura.
"This old man is so powerful. I'm afraid he must be at least in the middle of a sixth-level warrior!" Long Ao thought.
"Boy, are you scared?" The long-bearded old man said contemptuously like a god of war.
Long Ao was provoked by him. Although he knew that the other party was a provocateur, he still had an inexplicable impulse in his heart. It was a warlike emotion and a desire for powerful warriors.
"Fight, fight." There seemed to be a voice in Long Ao's heart that kept roaring.
"It's better to meet him first. Fighting against such a master who is stronger than yourself is the fastest way to improve your strength. If you can't beat him, I will kill him with a machine gun." Long Ao has a backup plan, but he doesn't know how to do it.
Fear.
"Fight!" Long Ao shouted sharply, and the momentum from his body emanated, and he walked forward step by step until he was within three feet of the opponent.
"Quack! I haven't met an opponent for a long time. I wonder if you can survive three moves."
The old man with a long beard laughed wildly, with a powerful momentum, and the shouts of the horse thieves around him were loud.
With the sword in hand, Long Ao's body exudes a fierce aura. With the sword in hand, the hero's aura surges.
"call out!"
Soon after, the figure of the long-bearded old man suddenly moved, and a big knife struck Long Ao without any sound of piercing the air.
Long Bingao asked himself if he could escape, but he did not do so. He raised his sword and faced it without fear.
Once you have reached this level of a warrior, moves sometimes seem unimportant. Absolute strength is the foundation. If the difference in strength is too big, no matter how sophisticated the moves are, you will only lose.
"Ah!" The power of the sword was like a volcano erupting, suddenly increasing several times.
The long-bearded old man gave a sinister smile and used all his strength in the first move. Seeing that the opponent did not dodge, he felt ecstatic. If nothing unexpected happened, he could finish off his opponent in one move.
The threat of death, the broadsword in front of him was like the sickle of death, and the breath of death flashed through Long Ao's heart.
At this time, the sword is right above your head, and even if you want to hide, it is too late. Moreover, dodging will only weaken your momentum.
"Ah!" Long Ao roared like a wild beast. The sword light in his hand was suddenly wrapped in green light, and the strongest power was completely poured into the sword body.
Man Niu's eyes widened, and he was extremely worried. If Long Ao lost, none of the three on his side would survive.
Liu Qing's body trembled, her face turned pale for a moment, her eyes narrowed, and she didn't even dare to watch this fight. Her heart was completely in mid-air, and her palms were covered with sweat.
"Boom!" The loud noise was so shocking that the sand and rocks on the surrounding ground were rolled up by the powerful momentum.
The long-bearded old man took three steps back in surprise, while Long Ao's body flew ten feet away like a broken cattail.
"Peng!" Long Ao fell to the ground vomiting blood, and the hand holding the sword kept shaking.
It's too strong. It's not comparable to the third master's strongest attack. It's at least three times stronger.
Long Ao's eyes were red, as if he were dead, and he lay motionless on the ground.