The audience in the stands did not expect Downton to ‘instantly kill’ his opponent again. They were all stunned. After more than ten seconds, they reacted, and then a huge cheer broke out over the arena. M.

The ladies screamed without restraint, cheering Downton.

"This boy is very good." Marquis Boas applauded and told the servant, "Go, buy ten thousand gold coins and bet that he will win the next game."

Tofink smiled bitterly, Downton seemed to be temporarily out of the game.

"Should he be the perfect dagger in his hand?" Marquis Boas commented. "Otherwise it is impossible to cut off the opponent's weapon with one blow."

"Master Marquis's vision is really wise." A nobleman immediately sent a fart.

"Although the weapon is good, the people who use it are better, the guts, and the timing of the shots are very accurate." The Marquis Boas smiled proudly and explained the game in the tone of a senior person. "The mercenary In fact, it was not bad. When the machete broke, he took a step back and wanted to increase the distance. Unfortunately, Downton did not give him a chance."

The nobles applauded Downton, and some of them curiously looked at the dagger in his hand, whispered, and guessed the origin of its forging style.

They don't have any coveted looks. Those who can sit on the VIP seats are all rich aristocrats, and most of them have true aristocratic temperament and family dignity. They will not be shameless to see others' good things.

Of course, a perfect-level dagger is not worth their tears to do this kind of thing, that is, the kind of Liszt who has never seen the world, will be greedy enough to want to occupy any treasure that he sees.

Doshaf's complexion almost dripped with ink.

"A bunch of idiots, how do you choose people?" Ram whispered, "What are you still doing? Let the third person play? If you don't kill Downton today, you will die!"

The two supervisors were sweating and left quickly to arrange the next game.

Downton was standing behind the mercenary, and the shower was placed on his neck. With a light pull, he could end his life.

The mercenary also understood his situation, and raised his hands very simply, "I admit defeat!"

Unexpectedly, Downton looked up at the night sky, although the whole audience was dedicated to his cheers, but he didn't feel a little happy, because the guys he wanted to hit the most were sitting in the stands and didn't receive a little. punishment.

"I confess, please, don't kill me." I didn't hear the movements behind me, especially when I felt the dagger seemed to tighten, the throat was more pressed, the mercenaries scared, and tears and snot came out.

Only at the moment of death was he realizing that he was so timid and eager to live.

Haha, there was a big laugh in the stands, and the mercenary looked really embarrassed.

"Just like you, so embarrassed to call yourself a magician?"

"Yeah, I don't know how your Tier 3 went up!"

The audience ridiculed mercenaries and mocked a magician in public. Such opportunities are rare, so they ridiculed him unscrupulously.

"Go!" Downton kicked the mercenary's back, kicked him over, then looked at the fence, and the scarred man with a two-handed sword on his shoulder came out.

"Boy, you are crazy!" The scarred man stared at Downton deadly, coughing a heavy sputum, and spit on the ground.

"Leave, let go!" Jackson ran back panting, approaching the fence, took off the Warrior Saber hanging from his waist, and threw it to Downton.

"Where did you die?" Walnut kicked Jackson, and then pointed at the roll of silk he was holding. Curious, "What is this?"

"Battle flag!" Jackson replied with a smile, quickly unrolled the silk, tied it to a three-meter wooden pole, and raised it.

The flags rang loudly and were exhibited in the night breeze. There were two magnificent words of magic flame written on them. Under the starlight, it seemed to be burning, no need to ask, it must be from the hands of Homer.

"Master, Wansheng!"

It has to be said that Jackson's talent for flattering is definitely reaching its limit. This compliment makes the miners around look dumbfounded.

The eyes of the nobles were also attracted, and fell on the banner. The word'Wansheng' was indeed domineering and glorious, but with the two records of Downton just now, it was also quite complementary.

Abagong opened his mouth wide, stared at Jackson in amazement, and then sighed, no wonder people are undead, and they can also rise up in a windy water beside a paladin. Kung Fu, finish yourself.

Downton covered his cheek and didn't want to look at it again. Jackson's behavior made him feel ashamed.

"This is good, Jackson, or you are thoughtful." Walnut didn't feel ashamed, and felt that the flag was cool, and only these two words were worthy of his brother, so he snatched it directly from Jackson.

Little Loli jumped on the railing, grasping the flagpole with both hands and waving hard.

"Big brother, come on, beat them!"

Although Walnut's voice was immature, the noise around her couldn't suppress her, and it clearly echoed on the arena.

Jackson gave Abagon another one. He knelt on one knee near the railing, stretched out his hands, and protected the little loli with a dogleg. His face also showed a worried look. "Little master, you are careful. "

Downton inserted the shower back into the scabbard and snapped it, catching the Warrior Saber.

Bang, the fireworks exploded in the sky, and the third game began.

"Boy, I will unscrew your head." Despite the harsh words that stimulate Downton, the scarred man did not attack, but stood cautiously on the spot, trying to defend first and test the opponent's attack.

Downton's two crushing battles just made the scared face scared.

"It's really waste. Even the opponent's combat routines and styles have not been tried out, they have been punished." The scarred big man scolded, while thinking about the tactics, the opposite boy had already killed aggressively, and The situation in which he expected a stalemate is completely different.

"Since you don't attack, then I will come!"

Downton ejected, and after rushing into the scarred big man within ten yards, he suddenly launched a giant charge. The whole person was like a sharp arrow, with a residual image, and appeared in front of the opponent in the blink of an eye. .

Beheaded by giants!

Um, the saber was wrapped in magic energy, like a thunder, and slashed towards the neck of the scarred man.

The scarred big man was frightened, four soul shields popped out in an instant, and while he was facing the saber, his body suddenly retreated. Downton's momentum was so strong that he did not dare to resist. After this round of offensive.

Boom, the saber was chopped on a translucent ball, and it smashed most of it directly.

"Judgment order martial arts?" Some of the nobles who knew the goods could not help but scream out, can destroy the soul shield with one blow, it is definitely a powerful martial art.

"Damn, they were pitted by the supervisors and the information was wrong." The scared big man's eyes almost glared out, but as a tough guy who has stood the battlefield, he hasn't given up fighting.

Downton chased it and waved it again.

Giant seal!

Um, the magic energy exploded, forming a huge magical saber, even though the scarred man withdrew eight meters, it was still enveloped.

The sabre slammed on the ground, the dust was flying, the gravel was splashing, and some hit the wall, rumbling.

The scarred man was in the dust, not only coughed straight, but also blocked his vision. He was about to quit. The sixth sense he had cultivated through years of fighting made him feel bad. He backhanded a sword and kept the shield behind him.

Downton shot behind the scarred man and was beheaded again.

The two-handed sword was broken apart by the saber, followed by the shield and cut by a three-stage combo of Downton.

The scarred man just turned around, Downton changed position again, slammed on the ground with his right foot, and triggered the giant to trample.

The scarred big man had expected to jump after all his strength, hoping to open the distance with the fastest speed, but he soon found himself in the opponent's calculation.

"Wait for this!"

Downton twisted his arms, held the Warrior Saber, and rose into the air, launching the giant windmill. He was like a rotating wheel saw, slashing towards the scarred man.

Because the speed of beheading is too fast, the blade tears the air and makes a screaming wind.

The scarred man is in the air, nowhere to borrow, nowhere to hide, he can only block the shield and two-handed sword in front of him, pray to the goddess of luck, and pray to stop this blow.

Bang, Bang, Bang!

Dense crash sounds, twelve windmill beheads, completely shattered the remaining soul shield of the scarred man, and the two-handed sword was also broken.

"Don't!" The scarred man with the middle door wide open was frightened and begged for mercy, but it was too late.

The warrior saber cuts from the left shoulder of the scarred big man from above and below, cuts his chest, and draws out from the thigh.

Downton landed, his wrist trembling, and after getting rid of the blood stain, he slowly knifed into the sheath.

Behind him, the scarred man's body was cut in half and fell from the air. The internal organs and blood were spilled to the ground, and the **** smell was filled.

The whole scene was silent and silent~lightnovelpub.net~ They all looked dumbfounded. They didn't expect that in the face of the fourth-order soul opponent, Downton was still a perfect spike.

"Too, too powerful." After the shock, Marquis Boas applauded and the others eased over, giving Downton the hottest applause.

Doshaf's face was dark and he could no longer see the expression.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Ram was mad, and what kind of garbage magician was he found, even Downton's defense could not be broken.

"Big Brother Hero is invincible, a hundred battles!" Walnut's cheeks were red with excitement, waving flags to cheer Downton.

"Barnetta, you can't kill him, we all have to bear the anger of Doshaf!" Ram can only show his cards. If he can't make a comeback, he thinks he will lose the position of mine director.

"Well." Barnetta clenched his fists, and indeed could not allow Downton to continue his winning streak. As for the strength of the other party, he had not put it in his eyes. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe, reward, and your support is my biggest motivation.)