Lu Ming nodded and didn't comment on Phil Xilu's words, but the next moment, something happened in the court that surprised the blonde princess.

I saw the long sword in the old man's hand suddenly flashed with a strong magical light, he took advantage of the blow, and went so far as to hit the long sword in Bewa's hand directly, and the sword stabbed the young warrior's arm.

"His strength is even higher than Bewa?!"

Seeing this scene, Phil Xilu was a little shocked.

Who is Bewa? That is the warrior of their saint race, the warrior of the saint race, but generally more powerful than the warriors of other clans.

Moreover, Beva in front of her is still one of the most powerful ones, otherwise she would not let Beva shot again and again, the reason is not to believe in his strength.

Unexpectedly, Beva was injured by an old man who was over sixty years old, which made Phil Xilu somewhat unacceptable for a while.

Fortunately, after Beva was stabbed by the old man, he did not react slowly, and quickly backed away, avoiding the next fatal blow from the opponent.

At the same time, the battle on the other side of the field has brought earth-shaking changes to the situation.

When Rodara rushed to the front of the lord, he swung down with a sword, and the opponent hastily defended, and fell to the end with his arms shattered.

"what!!"

After the middle-aged lord's arm was smashed, he immediately bent down in pain, clutching his right hand, his eyes turned red in a flash, and he looked extremely painful.

After all, Rodara is a saint warrior, with a status far higher than that of a warrior. How did the lord of a small clan resist the magic in his hand.

After a flaw appeared in the middle-aged lord's movements, Rodara did not hesitate to penetrate the opponent's chest with a big sword.

After all, the two clans are at war. Once the lord dies, then their clans are undoubtedly losers, and the territory will face the fate of being annexed by the enemy.

Therefore, when the clans are fighting, it is the most common way to kill the opposing lords first. Seeing the opportunity to kill the opposing lords, Rodara will naturally not hesitate.

After the lord was pierced by a big sword in his chest, he would naturally not continue to live.

He lowered his head in disbelief and glanced at the big sword pierced into his chest. It seemed that he didn't expect his life to end here. Before he raised his head, his body slowly fell to the side, losing his vitality.

"Lord Lord!!"

After the lord fell, the old man who looked like a housekeeper on the other side discovered this scene.

Afterwards, he dropped the rapier in his hand like crazy and rushed towards him.

So much so that he didn't care about Bewa who could have been killed by him.

After Beva escaped from the old man's sword, he also had an incredible feeling, and then couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Leader, Lord Lord..."

On the other side, the old man looked at the lord who was already motionless under him, and slowly squatted down, his eyes were still a bit dazed, and his lips were shaking tremblingly, as if he didn't want to believe that the scene in front of him was true.

He also didn't expect that the lord of his own house would die under the opponent's hand in the same time.

The old man slowly covered the lord's eyes with his hands, his face was full of grief and disbelief, making the wrinkled face look a little worried.

In just an instant, he burst into tears, holding the corpse of the lord on the ground, and couldn't help crying:

"Sorry... Lord Lord, the old body didn't protect you well, if the old body can help you resist them for a while..."

After a pause, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly burst into tears:

"I'm sorry, the old lord... Before the old lord died, he entrusted you to me and asked me to assist you as a new lord, but you have never liked managing your territory...

"I was thinking, then give up the dominion. After all, you are a descendant of the old lord. As long as you can live happily, the old man will be satisfied. I didn't expect that in the end..."

"Not even you can hold..."

When the old man cried to the end, he buried his head deeply in front of the corpse's chest and sobbed silently. It seemed that he was indeed heartbroken.

Lu Ming, Phil Xilu and others watched this scene without speaking, but on the other side, Bewa, who was injured by the old man, took the opportunity to walk back.

Seeing his return, Phil Xilu revealed a stern expression on his face, and asked:

"Bewa, what level is the strength of that old man?"

Regarding this issue, she wanted to know very much. After all, this person was able to injure Beva within a few rounds with an old and frail body, indicating that there might be a big gap between the two.

She had a vague guess about the strength of the old man in her heart, but she was not sure, waiting for Bewa's confirmation.

In response, Beva smiled bitterly and replied:

"The strength of that old man is definitely above me. I am afraid that when he was young, he was an elite fighter..."

"Elite fighters..."

Hearing Beva's confirmation, Phil Xilu couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

The so-called elite fighters are elite fighters who have surpassed the ordinary level, and they are the strongest among the fighters. Those people who go up higher are the level of warriors.

"If you didn't feel wrong before, the magic power on that lord should be at the level of an elite warrior..."

With that said, Phil Xilu's face couldn't help but become more cautious.

Although the old man's magical aura was not exposed too much in the battle just now, that she didn't notice the opponent's true level, but the lord who burst out magical power at the beginning of the game clearly felt it.

That is undoubtedly the strength of elite fighters.

Thinking about this, Phil Xilu couldn't help showing regret, looking at the corpse lying on the ground, and the old man holding it and crying, and said to himself:

"It's really a pity. Such resources are enough for this clan to develop into a large clan..."

"It's a pity that everything was destroyed in the hands of this useless lord."

Phil Xilu said, shook his head, not very fond of this kind of people who have mastered a powerful force but don't know how to use it.

However, her words reached the ears of the crying old man, but they provoked the anger of the other party and even clenched his fist tightly.

But after a while, he suddenly sighed and wiped his tears lightly, a little depressed:

"Forget it, now, I have no right to say anything..."

"Just treat it as my punishment for indulging you for so many years..."

The old man looked at his lord's body blankly, and then slowly pulled out the dagger from the lord's waist.

"For this, the old man can only apologize with death."

After all, he closed his eyes when UU read www.uukanshu.com, swiped his dagger between his neck, and fell into a pool of blood with his lord.

When he was dying, he didn't resist any more. After all, the lord he was loyal to was dead, and what he did no longer made sense.

What's more, a person who can kill his lord in a flash between face to face, he also knows that he can't beat him, for this reason, he chose a better way of death.

As soon as the old man died, it meant that the clan in front of him had completely lost its combat effectiveness. At this moment, he was waiting for Lu Ming to plant his flag here.

In response, Phil Xilu first turned her head and forgot what was behind her, then she smiled and looked at Lu Ming, and said to him:

"Then, this territory will be yours from now on, my lord."

The corners of Phil Xilu's mouth had a hint of playfulness.

There is another meaning in her words, and that is to follow the previous agreement. From now on, she and her attendants have also successfully joined Lu Ming's clan.