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The white tiger flashed several times in a row, and then shot at the judgment table in the air. I don't know what kind of footwork she used, she was like a fish in water in the crowded and chaotic crowd, and she was not hindered by half a minute, Kent had just let out an angry roar, and the white tiger had already reached the gray crystal wall.

Without saying a word, she raised her fist and struck at the gray crystal wall, the small fist looked a little weak, but the power contained in it was incredible. One punch, just one punch, the gray crystal wall that Kent had condensed with a lot of power was full of cracks in the click.

However, the nature of this gray crystal wall is very special, and the strength of the white tiger's fist is instantly dispersed all over the crystal wall, and if it is evenly borne by every part of the crystal wall. Bai Hu frowned slightly, her original plan was to break a hole with one punch, but now it seems that if she doesn't break the entire crystal wall, I'm afraid she won't be able to get in.

She sneered slightly, raised her fist, and slammed it with two more punches. Kent originally wanted to reinforce the gray crystal wall, but was pressed by a round of fierce attacks by the purple rat, and could only watch as the white tiger's heavy fist landed on the crystal wall.

The gray crystal walls shattered like porcelain.

The situation on the judgment bench was finally revealed and fell into the eyes of everyone present.

At the moment when he saw the scene on the stage, the white tiger, who was about to pounce, was instantly stunned.

Not only her, but also the fiercely fighting purple squirrel and Kent couldn't help but gradually withdraw their hands.

The pale-faced black panther staggered up from the ground, completely forgetting to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth.

The gray snake, which had closed its eyes tightly, suddenly opened its eyes, and there was a look of disbelief in its eyes that shimmered with gray brilliance.

Even the large number of hunters in the square gradually stopped crowding, pushing, and swearing. One by one, their eyes turned to the not high judgment platform, and there seemed to be shock in their eyes, but more of them were sluggish.

In the center of the judgment seat, Durand stood proudly, with an arrogant domineering spirit that no one had ever seen. His figure was not very strong and tall, and the judgment seat under his feet was not a towering platform, but everyone suddenly had a feeling of looking up, as if Durand was an ancient giant standing tall in the sky, standing still.

At Duland's feet, lay the motionless Red Hawk.

Red Hawk's robe was intact, and there was no trace of blood under him, but anyone could tell that he was dead, lying there unmoving, not even the slightest breath of a living person. The nearest white tiger's eyes were sharp, and he keenly saw that there was an opening half a finger long on the clothes at the Red Eagle Vest, which was pierced by the Orange Flame Ghost.

Red Hawk ...... He's dead?

Not to mention the many hunters present, even the purple squirrels and these herding city cars could hardly believe their eyes.

Red Eagle, one of the seven chariots of the Great 6's top dark power shepherd's city, an eighth-level powerhouse sitting in the Batlow's gladiatorial arena at the top of the upper city, and an extremely rare dark missionary on the Big 6...... Actually, he died so simply?!!!

From Durand's rushing into the crystal wall before to the moment when the white tiger broke the crystal wall just now, there was actually only a short time in between.

No one knows what happened to the crystal wall during this period, but the results of the battle are already in front of them, silently conveying a message that makes everyone a little breathless:

A herding car, fallen.

Died at the hands of Duland.

The purple squirrel opened its mouth, and there was a strange expression on its delicate little face that didn't know how to react. Her unsettling premonition finally came true, and Durand killed Red Eagle while facing three of the Pastoral Cars alone.

Durand didn't seem to expect the gray crystal wall to be broken so quickly, he swept his gaze, and immediately locked onto the white tiger not far away, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "It turned out to be you." ”

Although the seven Durands, the cars of the herdsman, are not familiar with each other, they all know each other and know what they look like. The same is true for the seven-seat car against Duland.

The moment he was stared at by Duland, the white tiger's face turned slightly, and not only did he not attack, but took a step back.

She didn't take Duland's words, but looked at the silver fox and the bobcat on the stage.

At this time, the silver fox and the lynx stood on both sides of the judgment table, and their faces were difficult to see. The silver fox burned with a very dense silver flame. The bobcat held two dark, dull daggers, one long and one short, moving nimbly between the bobcat's unusually slender fingers.

Neither of them looked hurt, but they couldn't help but get Duland.

This is a shame for the car of the pasture.

However, recalling the qiē just now, whether it is a silver fox or a bobcat, they all invariably have a sense of powerlessness.

Before Durand stepped on the judgment stage, he didn't have any momentum to take the Red Hawk with a straight sword.

There is no warm-up, no temptation, and it is a blow that determines victory or defeat and life and death!

The stab was so amazing and so lethal that it pierced through Red Hawk's heart without hindrance. The Orange Flame Ghost Slash was already known for its elusive attack form and huge instantaneous lethality, and the moment Red Eagle was stabbed, all his vitality had actually been slashed.

Then Duland's whisper in his ear completely crushed the soul of Red Hawk.

-- You are a bright car, and I am a dark car.

The one who really hides in the shadows and waits for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow is me!

No one knew what Red Eagle was in before he died, but until now, his eyes were still wide open, and the distorted expression before his death seemed to be engraved on his face.

Durand and Red Hawk split the game in an instant, and it wasn't until Red Hawk fell to the ground that Silver Fox and Bobcat reacted in anger and shot at Durand with all their might. The silver fox is a fire mage, and the lynx is an assassin, and the two have a deep friendship with the red eagle, and they are in anger, so they don't have half a hand at all, and they are their strongest killer moves!

Duland's response, on the other hand, is extremely simple.

He threw away the flame knife in his left hand and picked up the body of the red eagle, instantly blocking himself and the lynx. If you take the body of a red eagle and send it to the dagger of the bobcat! The bobcat had to stop the momentum.

While pushing back the Bobcats, Durand finally removed the giant dwarven musket that had been carrying on his shoulder. He sneered and looked at the silver fox covered in fire, his wrist shook slightly, and he suddenly shook the body of the musket, and shouted in a low voice: "Open!" ”

Two of the triple buffers on the barrel of the musket fell, leaving only the last one firmly attached to the barrel, limiting the maximum power and recoil of the musket. Then Durand held the handle of the gun painted with red paint in one hand, and when his wrist turned, the muzzle of the gun was slightly raised, and after a short moment of fine-tuning, it was aimed at the silver fox is a shot!

The musket shook off the two buffers like a tiger out of the gate, and the muzzle of the gun burst out with a huge roar that was wild and wild!

The silver fox only watched a large area of dazzling fire bloom in front of him. As soon as he waved his hand to lay down the triple magic shield, countless scorching iron sand containing huge kinetic energy had already collided head-on. The first magic shield lasted only a short moment before it was torn to pieces, and the second only lasted a short while, followed by the third. When the three magic shields were all breached, there was still a small part of the iron sand that was not lost, and continued to bombard the silver fox.

This means that Duland's shot has a full level of power of eight levels!

Under the confines of the triple buffer, this musket that I don't know where Durand got it was only close to level 7, and with its burst fire, Durand could use it against ordinary level 7 professionals. And after taking off two of the triple buffers, the power of the musket actually jumped to level eight, which was something that Silver Fox never thought of anyway.

He didn't know that after a shot, the fingers, wrist, forearm, elbow, and then upper arm and shoulder of Duland's right hand shook violently. A hint of paleness crossed Duland's face - he didn't unlock the seal in his body when he shot it, so if he forcibly used the eighth-level dwarven musket with the strength of the seventh-level peak, he would be slightly injured by the terrifying recoil with just one shot.

"That guy with Iron Fist really didn't cover it, you can get such a terrifying musket......" Durand muttered in a voice that only he could hear, and then raised his head again, the muzzle direction was fine-tuned, and two more rough gunshots rang out!

This time, Durand broke a seal and regained his strength to level eight, so the recoil of the musket only made him lean back slightly. Durand casually shifted the corpse of the Red Hawk on his left hand to another position, and once again pushed back the Bobcats who rushed up for the second time.

The Silver Fox's face sank like water, and the Lynx's eyes were full of murder, but no matter what attack method and angle they chose, Duland's response was always the same: he grabbed the Red Eagle with his left hand, and at the same time, he kept pulling the trigger with his right hand, and shot after shot, forcing the Lynx and Silver Fox back alive.

When the White Tiger broke through the gray crystal wall, it was the fourth time that Durand had forced back the two cars, during which he even took a shot to blast the young waiter who wanted to sneak attack into slag, and by the way, released an ice and fire shield to protect the immobile Ruger.

After the White Tiger broke the crystal wall, the Silver Fox and the Bobcat temporarily retreated, and Durand finally left the Red Hawk's body still warm.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and all eyes were focused on the upright Duland.

Duland's gaze swept over the faces of the remaining six cars present, and then said with a smile: "How about it, do you want to continue fighting?" If you don't make a move, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. ”

"Arrogance!" Purple Squirrel sneered: "Do you really think you can compete with all our cars?" ”

Durand shook his head and said lightly: "That's not what I meant...... Anyway, the person I'm going to kill has already been killed, and there's no point in continuing to fight. If it weren't for Red Hawk's step-by-step approach, I wouldn't have wanted to have anything to do with you. ”

After a pause, the corners of Duland's mouth hooked up a smile of unknown meaning, and then said: "Anyway, I don't want to fight, as for you, I'm afraid you can't make another move if you want to...... Scold! ”

Purple Squirrel frowned: "What the hell do you mean, we ......"

She suddenly couldn't say any more, but suddenly her eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "This—this—!" ”

In the sky above the judgment platform in the center of the square, three magnificent and extremely powerful wills suddenly descended!

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