"Get out of the way and call your boss!" Just as the people were enjoying themselves, suddenly there was a loud roar from outside.

Is it possible that another ignorant swordsman has come to be humiliated?

Confused, people went out. A knight in black stood coldly in the middle of the street. Waist hanging a Viking epee, foot a pair of leopard-skin heavy boots, staring at the Yang Ling slowly out.

"Ah, by the order of my master Imia, I ask your grace to fight to the death in the valley of Ladoga in three days, and I ask your grace to come on time for the appointment!" Throw the letter to Yangling in front of the black warrior turned and walked.

To the death?

Understand how to return, Yang Ling cold hum, coldly said: "Hey hey, slow, this want to go?"

No sooner had Yang Ling spoken than a dozen heavily-armored savages rushed forward to block the path of the black-clad warrior, their huge axes as big as wheels in their hands shining cold. At the same time, the onlookers also came to their senses.

'Kill him!

"Damn it, kill this shameless running dog!"

"Iberis, cut out his black heart and drink it!"

...

Under the stimulation of alcohol, people shouted, vented their dissatisfaction with the Anka family on weekdays, calling one more fierce than the other.

Looking at the murderous barbarians and the angry townspeople around them, the black knight's face turned faster than the weather, and no longer dared to pretend, he kicked and said anxiously: "My Lord, I don't know what orders?"

Look at the faceless warrior in black, Yang Ling smiled and said: "Hey hey, come always bring some gifts back." Say hello to your master, Imia, and tell him I wish him a long and healthy life and a fuller ass!"

The bigger your ass gets?

After a moment of silence, the people laughed and remembered the great swordsman Baptiste, who had jumped out of the town of Vison like a toad. When I think of the big 'Anka' on his butt, I can't breathe with laughter.

"Hey hey, butt up to get things done!"

"Yes, that little lady Imia, born to be soft on Donkey Day!"

...

With wine, several of the mercenaries who had been bullied by the Anka family had no scruples about loud ridicule. Under their influence, people greeted the eight ancestors of Imia with the most vicious language, and nearly pulled them out of their graves and flogged their corpses.

Watching the vicious savages around him, listening to the Revelations of his master's atrocities one by one, the knight in black turned green and white, and unconsciously withdrew step by step.

"Hey hey, I said who, it was you this boy!" Just as the black knight was about to roll back in despair, the thief Fenliste suddenly rushed out and kicked him to the ground, "Beat you to death, you son of a bitch, give me my finger, and spit out the black money I have collected over the years!"

Fenrist gritted his teeth, his eyes red. A few years ago, it was this guy who tipped off Imia to cut off her own finger alive. Some time ago, it was this damn guy who took people to collect black money, which caused his home to have no rice for three days.

Hesitate for a moment, see Yangling without stopping, mercenary Gulit also rushed out, kicking the black warrior on the ground. When the others saw him, they also rushed over with wine and kicked him hard. Soon, upon arrival, the defiant warrior in black was beaten alive into a pig's head.

"My Lord, my Lord help, help..." After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the samurai in black rushed to Yangling with crawling and rolling. He knew that his weekdays and people grudge too deep, at this moment, only Yang Ling can save his life.

"Oh, I heard that your little master's skin is white and tender, especially the butt, just like..." Yang Ling deliberately paused, see all eyes, and then said: "Just like a monkey butt white red, I do not know whether it is true?"

A monkey butt?

Everyone laughed again, relieved to look at the gray black warrior, cool, simply too cool! Yimia and his minions bully for many years, before everyone dare to anger and dare not speak, now have the support of Yangling, finally gave a bad breath.

"My Lord, this... I..."

Black samurai secretly cry, along with the meaning of Yangling, Yimia know where will let go of their own? But if we don't, let alone these heavily-armored savages next to us, these angry townspeople right here in front of us, we're gonna stomp ourselves to a pulp.

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After a cold hum, Yang Ling quietly gave a wink to the barbarian leader. The latter understood, and put his foot on the tip of the right hand of the knight in black and ground it hard. Suddenly, the black warrior screamed like killing a pig, Shouting: "Yes, yes, master... His ass is as white and red as a monkey's ass..."

'Good, good! Yang Ling smiled coldly, looked at the screaming warriors in black, and said: "Go back and tell those henchmen who mix with you, the Anka family does evil, heaven is hard to tolerate, want to live to surrender as soon as possible." Otherwise, when I finish that boy Imia in the dueling ring, don't blame us for being ruthless and killing them all!"

For a lamb or a lamb!

The will come sooner or later, Yangling decided to take the opportunity to uproot, completely solve the force of Anka family in the town of Wisen. Is the so-called to remove the culprit, must first pull out its minions, this black warrior in front of the public said bad words of Imya, to Imya vicious cold character, after knowing absolutely will not let him go.

Black samurai afraid of death, look at his appearance is not a fool, in the face of Imia merciless means, will certainly find their own way out early. In this way, it may be possible to shake the hearts of Imia's army through him, and collapse the morale and unity of the other side. It would be even better if Imia killed the black warrior out of anger, for it is hard to shake the heart of his army. A little more cunning will make it difficult for that fellow Imia to prepare calmly for the final battle in three days' time.

Two armies fighting, not to kill the messenger, this is simply pedantic, Yang Ling will not put this false benevolence and morality on the mouth. As long as there is an opportunity to strike the enemy, he will not miss it.

After a few spits of blood, the black warrior rolled out like a lost dog, fearing that he would die if he stayed a moment longer. Looking at the back of his quick departure, Yang Ling whispered a few words in Cassie's ear, the latter was startled, and then resolutely nodded.

After the arrangements were made, Yang Ling rode the unicorn back to the deep Forest of Trassus and prepared to retreat for three days of cultivation. Imia since boast Haikou, naturally he has to rely on the capital, at this moment, only as far as possible to enhance their own strength is the king. Perhaps, the half bottle of life spring water left in his arms can give himself no small surprise.

Yangling peace of mind to prepare for war, but the castle in Imia is angry mess. Looking at the black knight rolling back in disgrace, looking at his timid eyes, I wanted to cut him into two pieces.

"Bastard, come back like a dog, you've lost the face of our Anka family, go!" In anger, Imia kicked out the black knight kneeling in front of him. However, if he knew that the knight in Black said in public that his ass was as white and red as a monkey's ass, he would not just kick so simple.

See Imia angry, wearing a black robe of the counsellor Good shook his head, and the wily home Lord, Imia still have a long way to go. After pondering for a moment, he wanted to persuade two words, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden noise outside the castle, followed by a shock of war drums.

"Young master, something bad is happening, Yang Ling's guards are coming!" A samurai rushed in in panic.

"What? This scumbag has a death wish. Come on, come out with me, quick!"

Shocked, Imia was furious, summoned his guards and stormed out like a gust of wind. Unexpectedly, far after seeing his figure, the other party gave the order, quickly retreated, running faster than the rabbit. When Yimia led the class to return to the castle, the other party killed again.

In this way, Cassie commanded the people to keep harassing Imia's army. When the other side is few, it is raging to kill the past, and when the army of Imia rushed out, it quickly retreated, and the angry Imia was full of anger and scorched. After that, when there was any movement outside, he would rush out like a neurotic, screaming and killing.