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Everyone, please continue to beg for flowers, please continue to support me! "Thank you very much!

Crane's gloomy face became even more grim. He pointed with his finger, and four vigorous figures flew out. They were his four golden warriors. Seeing that Mad Hammer wanted to take him down, Iron Furnace did not even have the chance to differentiate between the two and became even more confident in his judgement. As he brandished his hammers, he shouted, "Everyone has been duped! "Crazy hammer him ?" Before he could finish his words, the warrior power of the four warriors had already reached him. He had no choice but to focus his attention to face the enemy and choke back his words. Mad Hammer said in a low voice, "Your Highness, I'm afraid he has already seen through our plan, we definitely cannot let him say it!" Karov nodded, "Crane, you should go yourself!" Crane let out a sinister laugh and suddenly disappeared. In the next moment he had already attacked the iron furnace with his fist. Even Crazy Hammer was shocked, "What a fast speed!" Karov laughed, "He's the best at assassination. This is his innate secret skill! "

This gloomy looking young man, Crane, actually had the strength of a Sword Saint, plus, he was surrounded by four of his subordinates at the peak of the Golden Warrior Realm. Even though Iron Cauldron had pushed his Scarlet Flame Battle Spirit to the extreme, he was still not his match, and after a few moves, he was still taken down. Dwarves had an arrogant attitude, and when Iron Cauldron opened his mouth and was about to shout out loud, Crane quickly punched him, dislocating his lower jaw. Wait until I cut off your tongue like I did with your Second Elder, then we'll see how you shout! " Ignoring the look in the iron furnace that was about to spit fire, Crane sneered and slowly stretched out his Demon Claw. At this moment, this relatively handsome boy suddenly became so ferocious, as if he was an evil ghost crawling out of hell!

When the surrounding dwarves saw that the iron furnace had been suppressed by an outsider, they immediately exploded. However, Crazy Hammer shouted: "Don't worry! I will personally interrogate him. I believe that before long, he will collude with outsiders and kill the two elders in a scheme that is obvious! " However, there were still some dwarves who refused to accept this outcome, and started to clamor as they moved forward. Crane ignored the murderous stares of the dwarves as he slowly extended a white hand towards the iron stove. Even a good man who had been tempered by the iron furnace would not be able to endure such torture. He could not help but reveal an expression of fear.

Crane was even more happy, as if the more people suffered the happier he would be. Seeing that his two fingers were about to touch onto Iron Cauldron's lips, he suddenly stretched out a white hand and gently pinched Crane's wrist! This hand was as white as a lamb's fat jade, but even with such a delicate palm, the Sword Saint Crane didn't avoid it! A clear voice said, "From the looks of it, you look pretty good. How could you be so vicious?" A handsome young man suddenly appeared on the field.

This young man was Werther. He had come out of the underground volcano and immediately rushed here to organize Karov's plan to swallow the dwarves. However, he couldn't help but stop Klein when he saw that he was about to attack the iron furnace. Crane struggled, but did not break free, and it was Werther who shook him off. When Karov saw Werther, his expression immediately changed. It was full of malevolence, anger, and even a trace of fear. He no longer had the demeanor of a prince from a country. Werther actually greeted him very casually, "Karov!" Long time no see. Are you all right? Oh, by the way, how is Rommel? Last time, I didn't take good care of him. When I have the chance, I will definitely go to Kaiser and have a good chat with him! "

"Rommel and I are fine! But you, Werther, are actually here today. It seems that you are really the gods' blessing. The humiliation that I suffered in the beast race can finally be wiped away! Crane! He is Vitellozzo! Kill him for me! " Even without Karov's order, Klein already knew that a thorny character had arrived and immediately launched an attack! A shadow flashed, and a sharp sharp sword stretched out, stabbing at Werther's neck along with Crane's twisted face. Werther raised an eyebrow. From Klein's series of attacks, he seemed to see Dunstan's figure. "The god's chosen one?" Karov laughed out loud, "As expected of Werther, I can tell at a glance." That's right, Crane was also a descendant of the god's chosen one! However, he is different from that trash Dunstan. You will soon see the powers bestowed to him by the gods that he worships, but you must not be scared! "

That's right. Like Dunstan, Crane has an innate skill, and uses it more proficiently." With a thought, Werther suddenly flew backward like a straw without the slightest weight. Crane's bayonet had been staring at his neck like a viper, but it was always just a little short. Werther observed for a long time, but didn't find anything out of the ordinary about Crane. He only found the usual vigorous battle qi and excellent battle skills that even Sword Saints would have. He smiled and said, "What is your innate battle skill? I really want to see it!

He stretched out his hand and made a grasping motion. He was about to grab it, but a sharp sword suddenly transformed into several, easily dodging Werther's grab. Werther exclaimed, and Crane sneered, "I'm not that waste Dunstan!" I'll let you see what kind of power the great God of Assassination has bestowed upon me! " With a flash, seven identical clumps of claymores appeared all of a sudden. Each of them held a sharp sword in their hands, and even the aura they exuded was exactly the same! The abilities of these god's chosen ones were even more mysterious than the previous ones. Dunstan was controlling lightning at will, and from the looks of it, Crane was able to create a clone with the same strength. This was even more miraculous than the avatar of a Daoist.

The seven of them sneered and raised their swords to stab him! Werther immediately felt danger. With his current strength, he could fight against a half-god without losing. He had a chance of winning against two Sword Saints at the same time, but with seven Sword Saints at their level, he was somewhat powerless. Seven Cranes attacked together, and Werther immediately fell into layers of sword shadows. He had no choice but to fight with his life on the line. Karov laughed loudly, "Werther, where is your prestige? Aren't you very good at fighting? Aren't you the champion of the Magic Martial Competition? Pui! Today, This King will let you die here. I will step on your head and forever trample on you! "

Karov hated Werther to the core, and the only time in his life he lost the most miserably was when he lost to Werther. Not only that, he almost lost a general of a country. Mad Hammer, who was at the side, saw Karov's craziness and could not help but shiver. He was also astonished when he saw Werther's display of skills. He didn't expect this young man to be so unfathomable. Suddenly, a trace of light flashed in the corner of his eye. He turned around and immediately shouted, "Not good!" A huge shadow suddenly flew over his head. It was a huge silver dragon, its shiny scales shining brightly under the sunlight. On its back were the two dwarven elders who could not move at all.

He knew that if he were to make a move, the other party would definitely use two elders to threaten him, so he personally went to attract the enemy's attention. He then ordered Beckham to sneak in secretly to pick up the two elders. Karov would never have thought that Werther would have a Saint-rank dragon as a magical pet, which Beckham managed to take in in one blow. The heartless silver dragon hovered in the air and laughed loudly. "Idiot Prince Kaiser, your hostage has already been saved by the mighty Lord Beckham. Let's see what else you can do!" Karov also reacted, he was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he shouted, "Crane! Forget about Werther. Go and snatch the elder back! "Faster!"

Crane didn't dare to disobey his orders, and with a curse, his seven clones soared into the sky, flying towards the Silver Dragon. Beckham was startled and the seven Sword Saints flew over at the same time. He could not bear it any longer and cried out anxiously, "Master! "Come and help me!" Werther smiled and then flew up into the air. Crane shouted, "You still dare to follow, don't tell me you want to die?" Werther said with a smile, "I've already seen through your tricks, so I naturally have a way to restrain you." Crane flew into a rage, and the seven clones launched their first attack. Werther smiled, and a black light flashed above his head, revealing the Sky Demon Divine Division's soul fragments. His four arms were each holding a strange hand seal, and he threw it towards the four incarnations of Crane. He shouted, "Here!" Four pitch-black handprints suddenly flew up and imprinted themselves on the four parts of his body.

It turned out that although Klein's clone had the same strength as his main body, he could not share his thoughts, and did not possess his own consciousness like his clone. As a result, he was somewhat caught off guard by Werther. The black handprint was a combination of the eight moves of the Sky Demon Sky Cracking Palm, which turned into a Sky Demon Extinguishing Palm. It was the most powerful secret skill of the devil sect, and its power was not inferior to that of the big hand, which was also the most powerful magic of the devil way. After being hit by the Extinction Palm, the four clones didn't even have time to scream as they turned into ashes.

The rest of the avatars were afraid of being killed, so they quickly combined with the original body. Werther smiled. "How is it?" If I say I can break it, then I can break it. Karov! "Don't be a cowardly tortoise, the reason why I came here today was to kill you so that you wouldn't stir up more trouble on the continent!" The Sky Demon Divine Clone made another extermination hand seal. Even if Karov was declared to his face, he had no other choice but to fight. Gritting his teeth, his fist intent god appeared above his head, a golden warrior avatar, releasing a majestic Emperor's Qi, raised the golden greatsword in his hand towards the Extinction Hand Seal, and slashed down! BOOM! The two forces clashed, and although the Extinction Hand Stamp was broken by Karov, his Fighting Spirit Fist God was riddled with holes, and was severely damaged.