The fat man was the closest, and the blast from the dead was mostly blocked by the three masters behind him, but there was still blood and mud splattered on Edric's plate. Looking at the steak that still had a small piece left, the fat man said distressedly: "It's rare to eat some appetite, and now it's all poured out." Hey, why are you three still stunned, hurry up and slaughter people. ”

Among the three, it seems to be headed by a tall black man in the middle. The blonde man and the long-haired woman on either side saw him gesticulating, and then flashed out, pulling out of formation and surrounding Valsheen. All three are new to the ranks, with blacks at level 27 and the other two at level 26. According to the standards of the military department of the Federation, the threshold of a major general has been reached. But these three people are not registered by the military, but are masters that Edric has recruited from the surface.

When he first arrived under the fat man, he was only a school officer-level strength, and the fat man has spent a lot of money on them over the years, and there are a lot of potions and equipment. It took three years of hard work to pile them up with the strength of a major general. With three major generals' combat strength of the bodyguard, Edric's ass is also more stable, and Old Baker also takes a fancy to the secret force of the fat man, so he does not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy Edric, but he still capsized in the gutter.

Edric looked stupid, but the abacus in his heart knocked louder than anyone else. In fact, before the fat man came here, he had made up his mind to stop and watch. If Horn couldn't eat Old Baker, he wouldn't mind being a favor and selling Horn, the head of the family. But Tyre turned out to be Horn's secret chess, so it was not easy. Not to mention that Horn himself is a legendary powerhouse, and now with the strength of Tyre's lineage, even if he and Old Baker join forces, most of them will have to suffer.

The fat man's combat power is so-so, but his tactile sense is first-class. Coupled with the fact that Tyre forced him to make a statement, he suddenly made a big turn and completely sided with Horn's side. Of course, he knew that Horn was not such an easy person to fool. When he teased Anna just now, Horn was already looming when he slammed his fingers on the table, and he must have seen the calculation in his heart from his bad motives for Anna. Now that old Baker had come to the door with a trump card to kill, the fat man was happy to show his loyalty with his actions, so as to get rid of the thorn that was not too big and small just now.

The three major general-level combat forces here confronted a Valsheen who didn't know the depths, and Old Baker over there roared: "Don't worry about the fat pigs, hurry up and save me!" ”

Valsheen spoke, his voice low and broad: "My duty is to kill, not to save people. ”

Old Baker was stunned, remembering that when he borrowed someone from General Eliphant, he did specify that he wanted someone who could kill Horn. But he didn't expect this guy to admit his death, and still insist on killing Horn in this situation, which is really ridiculously stupid. But suddenly his hands and feet were cold again, it was originally his intention to kill Horn, but now that Valsheen insisted on killing Horn, the motive was playful.

That is, in addition to him, Alphaphant also wants Horn to die. Going deeper, that general may not be able to borrow a fierce man who can suppress Horn, and this Valsheen is probably transferred from someone above Elephant. Old Baker thought of this, and didn't want to think any deeper. First, the pool of water within the federation is both mixed and deep, and the internal relations are intertwined, and it is by no means as simple as the old and new parties on the surface. Second, Thunderbolt has borrowed more than one million volts of current from the entire clubhouse, and condensed an electric knife in his palm to wipe it towards his neck, how can he have time to think about it?

Old Baker is as ruthless as a winter wolf and as cunning as a snow fox. Seeing that the situation was not right, purple flames rose with both hands, and a large group of fireworks danced like a cluster of flowers, constantly shooting on the electric knife that was condensed like a half-cut and the color of the lightning turned from blue to green. As soon as Fang blocked the knife momentum, he didn't like to fight, and flew upside down to the room where Tyre's dead soldiers rushed out with a strange scream. The thunder and lightning green thunder palm knife cut through the purple flames, and chased after them calmly, but a few people suddenly flew out of the door. But it was a few people who watched the excitement of the club who threw Old Baker to block the enemy, and the thunder and lightning snorted, and his body passed through the room like a swimming fish. If it weren't for Tyre's indication that he was Horn's man, he wouldn't be so easy to get along with. Directly thundered and slashed, how could he be so easy to speak.

Seeing Old Baker and Thunderbolt disappear, Anna looked at Horn, who shook his head: "It's okay, Raiden has served Old Baker for so many years, and he knows better than anyone what the old man thinks." If Old Baker followed the evacuation route set before, it would really capsize in the gutter, you must know that those routes were originally planned by Thunderbolt, would he not know? ”

"But he's old Baker after all." Anna reminded.

Horn said, "The butcher is old, but the one who his hands is now." ”

He looked at Valsheen.

The three people who surrounded the master finally moved.

The black man in the center opened his voice to raise his breath, and his body was boiling like a flood, and the source force was arrogant, and the spring tide rolled between the black man's hands, condensing into a simple and uninsolate sword. The black man raised his sword, and a standard slash struck Valsheen from the front.

The master who always wore sunglasses said indifferently: "At this level, you are also worthy of playing this hand source force simulacrum?" ”

He raised his hand lightly, his five fingers stretched, and rested lightly on the blade of the Great Sword of Origin Force. The black man's majestic sword immediately couldn't be swung again, and the master who Edric had piled up with money stopped drinking twice, his chest bulged and closed, his shirt exploded, his qi was in all directions, and the sound of rolling thunder suddenly sounded around him. The great sword of the source force suddenly lit up, and the blade of the sword sank by three points.

Valsheen remained expressionless.

The blonde man came behind his target like a ghost, his hands wrapped around a whirring cloud of freezing air, and slammed it on Valsheen's back. Just as he was secretly celebrating, he suddenly heard the long-haired woman scream: "Be careful." ”

Valsheen's right leg lifted back, fast and fierce. Fortunately, his companion raised a warning, and the blonde man put his palms firmly on Valsheen's back in time. It not only moves backwards with the force, but also punches the frozen air of both hands into the target's body.

Valsheen missed.

The blonde man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, and his eyes were red with blood mist. But there was an unprovoked blood groove on his chest, and he was slashed by a sharp sword, and then he realized that the man's kick was so powerful.

Valsheen injured the enemy with a kick, and with the force of his five fingers, the pupils of the black master suddenly narrowed. In disbelief, he watched as the Source Force Giant Sword in his hand shattered inch by inch, and then continued to explode. Valsheen gave a domineering shoulder arch and slammed into his chest. The black man heard the bones in his chest shatter, and the whole person flew upside down, falling next to Edric. His chest collapsed in half, but he was a fierce man with the general's combat strength, and he never died for a while.

Seeing that he smashed a lot of money and put down the master in three or two strokes, Edric's face turned red, turned white, and then red, and finally held back a sentence: "Waste." ”

The rest of the long-haired woman wandered around Valsheen. His hands trembled like madness, and he looked like those primitive tribes dancing to worship the gods. But in fact, it was a thread of source power that kept popping out from his ten fingers and entwined Valsheen.

The woman was like a mother spider weaving a cocoon, and she circled around Valsheen for an unknown number of times, and when she saw that the cocoon was about to be completed, she was about to strangle the target. But Walshion shook his head and said, "It's not as good as that big man's sword, a woman is a woman." ”

The contempt between the words is revealed.

He flicked his hand weakly, and his index finger flicked up and down. At first, only a soft tremor was heard, and then the sound of the storm spread one after another, and a cacophony resounded in the hall. The long-haired woman, who was at least ten paces away from Valsheen, suddenly spurted blood and flew up, falling to the floor several meters away, unable to get up for a moment.

Only a few people could see that it was Valsheen who grabbed one of the woman's power threads, and then used his own source power to break through the enemy.

At this point, Edric's three masters were all seriously injured, making the fat man's face gloomy.

Beside him, Tyre sighed wryly and tried to stand up. Unexpectedly, Horn turned his crutches, shook his head and said, "Sit down, you are not an opponent." ”

This legendary powerhouse finally confronted the mysterious killer, Horn smiled: "Old Baker can't invite a master like you at all, I'm curious, who wants my life more than him?" ”

"I don't know." Valsheen cherishes words like gold.

"I don't know or don't say?"

"Is there a difference?"

Horn nodded: "That's right, but you can kill me?" ”

"I don't know." It was still Muna's answer, but this time he added: "I want to try." ”

Valsheen raised his hands, and the momentum of the hall continued to rise, and the hall continued to shake, and many lights and doors and windows were shattered one by one. The entire hall was surging like a tidal wave, forming a terrifying vortex centered on Valsheen!

"Damn, Jin Fan can't keep it." Tyre cried out in pain as if he were cutting flesh.

Edric finally left the table, wiped his mouth with a napkin and smiled bitterly: "This year, on. Treat all the combat power as a killer. Damn, who is so generous, it hurts Lao Tzu to want to raise one. Will be a bodyguard. ”

The exploding head pouted: "Can you afford it?" ”

The fat man said like a bitter gourd: "Nonsense, of course I can't afford it." ”

Over there, Valsheen charged head-on, the flood of source power twisted together like hemp rope, and merged into a storm along Valsheen's arm at the edge of his fist. Valsheen rushed to Horn's eyes in an instant, flicking the storm at the legendary strongman in front of him.

Horn's cane bounced, the end of which stabbed into the storm.

If the bulging balloon is punctured, the storm will be full of energy.

Horn stands like a reef.

Ren is arrogant, and he has to be separated in front of his eyes.

The east and west walls of the hall shook and shattered, and the gravel was ground back and forth by the force, turning into dust. A good hall, with two more holes, you can see the colorful lights in the casino outside.

The Golden Sail Clubhouse is crumbling.

Valsheen retracted his fists and stepped back, watching Horn's crutches shatter until all that was left was the grip and the small half-cut of the cane. At that time, Mayfield did her best, but she couldn't even test the depth of Horn. Today, Walsheen smashed Horn's crutch with a punch, which he had held in his hand for decades, was already very good.

Horn's hand shook slightly, and the remaining half of the staff burst out, revealing a palm-length snow-white broken blade.

Looking at this truncated blade, Valsheen said slowly: "I heard that His Excellency Horn has a famous knife in his hand, is this it?" ”

Horn nodded happily: "Qiu Yun has not been born for many years. ”

Since he was born, he is bound to see blood.

The temperature in the hall dropped suddenly, and the sword was aura.