Taking out the dull dagger from the space ring, Yang Ling slowly walked toward Battis.

Hornbee's fangs are very sharp, not to mention ordinary swords, even mountain dwarves carefully crafted egos are also a bite off a piece; But this dagger, found in the Valen Valley, is a surprise to everyone. Although it looks unremarkable, it is sharp, and even the most powerful horned bee can not leave a trace.

"Lord Battiss, would you reconsider the matter of life and death?" Yang Ling smiled coldly, while the people did not notice, quietly called a evolution to the second order of horned bee beast out, hidden in the cuff.

"Joke, I Baptiste life decapitation countless, still afraid of you this little doll?"

Battis was proud that he had never lost an official duel since his apprenticeship with the swordsman Bazak, and that he had enjoyed great glory as the Bantu Imperial swordmaster.

After chopping off the guy's head, perhaps in time to return to the Imperial capital, Batis was excited. Did not think that just lost in the red flower casino, there is a business door, as long as kill Yang Ling, he can get a full fifty thousand amethyst coins.

A summoner who can't fight is delusional enough to leave a scratch on his shield. Battis dismissively looked at the Yangling who came over, convinced of Imia's strategy.

Today is a good day for Yangling weapons shop, if Yangling dare not compete, it is equivalent to admitting the weapons garbage in his shop, and do not have to mix in Wisen town in the future; If he doesn't know who's dead or alive, that's just the right place for Imia to kill.

"Yang Ling, don't go, don't!" Look at the angry Battis, and then look at the Yang Ling who walked step by step, Sophia rushed out regardless of everything, "Yang Ling, don't care about this madman, we go back to the forest of Atlas!"

See Yangling was forced to play, Sophia revealed the truth, worried tears filled the frame. Hope Yang Ling can leave everything behind, with her back to the forest flat life.

After a moment of hesitation, Alice also rushed out, her eyes red, "Brother Yang, sister Sophia is right, this is a madman, don't see with him!"

After understanding the strength of Batisse, Cassie and others also rushed over and stared hard at the damn Batisse. If looks could kill, they would have killed Batiste ten thousand times by now.

"Ibis, this is too much, is it not the intention of a great swordsman to kill by such shameless means?"

'Yes, that's too much!

...

See the shield in the hands of Batisse a red, know the mercenaries understand will not be angry Yangling there is no chance of victory, understand aggressive Batisse is deliberately want to take the life of Yangling, talk.

"Well, if you don't believe me, I'll send him on his way!" After hearing the people's remarks, the Great sword master Baptiste spoke out bitterly, and the people shut their mouths where their insidious eyes passed. After all, the strength of a great swordsman is no small matter, even the mercenaries who have been battle-hardened dare not get into trouble, dare to anger and dare not speak.

"Michelle, I'm sure it was a murder, and if the swordsman had no quarrel with the young man, he was hired by the young man's enemies!"

Outside the crowd, a man and a woman rode on two tall white horses. The man had sharp eyes, heavy black armor, a Viking epee hanging from his waist, and a two-person long black iron spear in his hand, apparently an elite knight. The woman's face was covered with a half-veiled veil, and in her hand she held a black scepter as thick as a knife handle, apparently a mysterious magician.

"Cruise, as a knight of the Temple, are you going to stand by and watch?" The veiled magician frowned, looked at the arrogant Baptiste not far away, and said dismissedly: "The warriors of the Bantu Empire are becoming more and more undisciplined, and a great swordsman is using this method on a young man who does not have any anger!"

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Looking at the inside three layers, the outside three layers of the crowd, the heavy armor knight coldly said: "This sword master is really too much, but, Michelle, we have a secret mission this time, after the exposure of identity is not good to deal with!"

Listen to Cruz said so, and look at the Yangling not far away, the magician Michelle sighed gently, and no longer said anything, but silently clenched the scepter in his hand.

"Warriors, I'm so glad you came here today!" Yang Ling gently pushed away the worried Sophia and Alice, striding toward Battis, "In my hand is an ordinary dagger made by the mountain dwarves, now, let us see whether the sword master's shield is strong, or our dagger is sharp!"

After the dagger in the hands of the crowd of onlookers, Yangling went to Battis without changing color, it seems that he did not know the great sword master.

At the same time, see Yang Ling step by step to come over, Battis smiled coldly, subconsciously put the whole body into the shield on the right hand. Suddenly, the shield issued a ring of dazzling red light, far from the Buddha put a group of burning flames.

'Dear me, poor child!

"Ibis, I have seen fools, but never such fools, walking like a log to his death!"

"Well, I dare say that this young boss must be a fopper who has no idea what a great swordsman can do!" The triangular eyes who thought they saw the big world gloated, "This is a good show, after the young man died, his family must find this swordsman desperately, ha ha!"

...

Looking at the imposing Battis and the impending death of Yang Ling, people have talked. Some people sympathize unceasingly, some people scold Yang Ling stupid do not know advance and retreat, and some people gloat.

In the people's discussion, Yang Ling tried to run the magic force in the body, suddenly accelerated, lightning-like to the defiant Batis over. The cuff of the right hand was right on Baptiste's chest.

Just when people thought Yang Ling would die, an accident happened!

Battis with disdain suddenly shuddered, and the red light of the flame on the shield dissipated like the tide, followed by Yang Ling's dagger stabbed through like lightning, and "poof" pierced the hard heavy shield.

The royal swordsman of the Batu Empire, defeated by a young man who doesn't know how to fight?

Dumbstruck at the sudden accident, people were not able to calm down for a long time, the whole audience was silent, until Yang Ling put the dagger on Battis's neck, people were sensational.

'Kill him!

"Iberis, cut off his dog's head!"

...

People shouted at the top of their lungs, especially a group of mercenaries who licked blood from their knives and waved their weapons violently as they shouted. It seems that the arrogant swordsman has already committed public anger.

"You..."

The horned horseman had shot him with three stings, leaving him powerless. Unexpectedly, just want to scold Yang Ling despicable, neck a pain, a trace of blood flow down.

"It seems that the throat of a great swordsman can bleed just like that of ordinary people!" Looking at the frightened Battis, Yang Ling coldly said: "Is it better to cut the throat with a dagger, or to cut the whole pig's head off with an axe?" Or will you be quartered by five horses?"

Looking at the cold light in Yang Ling's eyes, and looking at the cold smile on his face, Batisse trembled all over, no longer dared to speak, and did not move. As an experienced sword master, he understands that the dagger on the throat is not a scrap of metal, as long as Yang Ling gently stroke, he will have to say goodbye to this colorful world.

Baptis regretted it and cursed Imia's ancestors eight generations. If it is not too careless, the protection of the body is transported to the shield to show off, how can he this grand royal swordsman be secretly attacked by Yang Ling! If Imia had provided accurate and detailed information, how could he have been so defenseless that he was now at the mercy of his victims?!