Knight of the Light

Marbury rushed back, just to see Lord Lehman expressing his high spirits. People on and off the field are abandoning the weak and shamelessness of the latter. Everyone wants to see the scene of seeing blood, but this one is unhappy.

Lehman felt that Zhou Qingfeng was not easy to deal with, and he threw his gloves at Xi Li. But when he realized that Xi Li was not young, he immediately shrank and quit, yelling for a substitution, "No one can accept such a duel, we want fairness."

Behind Zhou Qingfeng, Luke Ce immediately whispered, "Her Hugo, can you allow me to enjoy this glory?"

Lehman squinted at Luke and recognized it as a ranger. He glanced up and down for fear that it was a small figure again, but Luke was well-equipped except for his strong physique, and nothing else was special.

The Harding Cavaliers at the back also looked at the same, and immediately moved forward again. He responded to Lehman's inquiries with his eyes, saying that he should have a fight.

Marbury pushed forward, trying to stop the duel. But Lord Lehman shouted again and again: "Ah, finally there is a suitable opponent, and you should see a wonderful duel next. This is really a wonderful thing."

Harding was taller than Luke, looking down at his opponent. In order to avoid hitting the iron plate, he specifically asked: "Can you introduce yourself? As a knight, I can't do anything with unknown people."

"Ah, my name is Luke, and I'm really not famous. I'm a ranger in the Black Forest and I don't have any special feats. Everyday I hunt down bear goblins, gnolls, devil wolves, etc. who try to harass settlements.

Oh, I followed His Excellency Hugo to fight against the Church of Bann, confronted several black warriors and fortunately won. The battle is very thrilling, and although my merits are not worth mentioning, it should be regarded as something worth spreading.

In addition, I went to the bloodstream canyon of the Black Forest to experience the tide of undead tide. It was a very profound assassination. Thousands of terrible undead rushed to our defense, and the howls of the enemies disturbed the night sky and the earth.

Fortunately, I also survived the shock of the Undead, and I was again ordered to organize a transport team to go to Banshee Fortress. It was another unforgettable experience. I went out for the first time and finally played against Louis Phils.

The guy who fights with me calls himself ‘Anton’, that ’s a real enemy. We must join forces to fight against them. I have to say that it was a defeat, but we retired and saved a lot of revenue. "

Luke Xuxu recounted his experience. Every time he said one, the face of the Harding Cavaliers jumped a few times. Hunting monsters in the Black Forest is enough to prove that he is an experienced ranger, and it is a lifetime glory to confront the Church of Bann.

The above is not much, but ‘Undead Tide’ is something that Harding never thought of. It sounds scary and made his eyes straight. If you can fight thousands of undead without dying, then you will be a blood-titan.

Upon hearing this, His Excellency Lehman was a little short of breath. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Marbury, and whispered, "What is the tide of undead? Is this true? Why never heard of it?"

Marbury hasn't been to Bloodshed Canyon, but he followed Zhou Qingfeng to the more horrible acidophilic ant nest and elven remains. The grandma also rolled his eyes, "I'm not familiar with this Luke, he is not the strongest knight of His Majesty Hugo."

Harding's horse stepped back a few steps long ago. He happened to hear of Luke's experience with Louis Phils, and Antons, one of the 'three hungry wolves', admitted that they could not beat, but he retired.

Anton of the Banshee Fortress is very famous in the north, fierce and brutal, arrogant, and no one can treat him. A whole corpse.

Marbury actually said it wasn't the strongest yet? How strong is the strongest?

"It's really just a nameless person, I disdain to do it." His Excellency still had to proudly show his integrity, anyway, he was reasonable. Even Lehman, who was next to him, claimed to insist that he could not surrender his identity.

Luke seemed to find something interesting, grinned, and touched his nose and retreated. Behind him, the clown Adrian came up again and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense, come and fight me."

"Who are you?" Harding angered. "Don't you dare to report your name?"

"If I said my identity, you wouldn't dare to do anything with me," Adrian yelled, "so let's fight directly. The matter of maintaining the glory of the Lord must belong to me."

Where is this spring onion?

Adrian was thin and short, and his horse was not very strong, and his appearance was not surprising. He wasn't even equipped with armor, and the weapon was just a dagger around his waist and a light crossbow.

However, the enemy cannot be underestimated.

Harding turned to look at his boss, Lehman, and Lord Lehman asked Marbury with his eyes. Marbury recognized Adrian, and whispered, "This is Lord Hugo's attendant, and he will be the one who explores the elven remains."

Ah, this must be a master!

The owner of our Coldwind City went to the Elven Ruins, and returned half a life. It is enough to prove the extreme danger there.

Just now Luke didn't join the first team to explore the Elven Ruins, and now he runs a guy who is following Victor Hugo. It's definitely not a mess. No wonder he refused to say who he was, he wanted to be me.

It's so mean!

Fortunately, my eyes were like a torch, and I was determined not to be fooled.

Harding turned to anger: "People who are reluctant to report even their names and origins have no aristocratic temperament. You step back, I never kill an unknown person under your sword. Come and challenge me after you make a name . "

So Adrian stepped back with a smile, and a halfling girl jumped out.

"You, go back!" Harding's horses had shrunk by three or four horses in a row, already scared and scared. "I won't fight you, this is extremely unfair."

Dark voters, who doesn't know you? Is it true that all of us in Coldwind are fools? Can't recognize anyone else can't recognize your sister Kelly's head? You are more famous than Vic. Hugo!

The scene was ridiculous, and both sides couldn't hold back. Marbury is also embarrassed, just want to quickly let this ridiculous duel stop.

However, Lehman and Harding still kept their faces tight. They felt you Victor. Hugo's men must not be so fierce, there must be ‘fit’ opponents.

Kelly laughed dismissively, and was too lazy to talk. Zhou Qingfeng also felt too boring, and wanted to blow away the obscure **** in front of him. But a loud and immature 'report' sounded behind him.

A captain stood in the guard, who looked less than twenty years old, and was still regarded as a rookie by the guard cavalry for several months of training. Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Lord Hugo, please allow our entire team to play and win this glory." The guard captain shouted, "As you said, soldiers without blood will never be good soldiers. We hope to grasp This opportunity. "

Zhou Qingfeng frowned. "You are infantry."

The Harding Cavaliers on the other side seized the opportunity to yell: "A group of pariahs who are so arrogant that they want to challenge a noble knight like me? Constantly encountering some opponents that are not worthy of me, really makes me angry.

But now even the pariah humiliates me so much, I can never give up anymore. OK, I give you this opportunity. Come on, come and fight me! "

Harding's horse came forward steadily this time, and His Excellency Lehman thought, 'Finally, a suitable opponent has come.' Everyone on the scene was staring, waiting to see a good show.

Only Zhou Qingfeng stared indifferently at the guard captain standing out of the queue, "Why do you want to play?"

"As the distinguished knight master said, I am a pariah." In the face of Zhou Qingfeng's drinking, the captain of the guard was not too confident, and his head could not be raised. However, after all, he finished the whole sentence.

"Knight Naser taught us that the blood of the enemy can make the humblest noble."