The Extraordinary Earl

There were no stars in the sky, it was dark.

But the darkness could not obscure the knights' vision, and everyone present could see clearly. Newton was struck by a sword. He was very fat and his right hand was also strong.

The knight's sword is still held in his right hand, and the remaining fighting spirit still permeates his hand. But the hand had already left the body, and blood spurted out from the broken arm.

With his arms still flying in the air, Newton knelt down, covering the wound with his left hand, and howled in pain.

"Ahhhhh."

His face turned pale, and big beads of sweat poured down his face.

This guy is actually not afraid of pain normally, but this kind of pain is different. The arm simply left the body, which is unbearable pain for ordinary people.

"This reckless guy."

Figo glanced angrily at the knight who took action, and the pig didn't even think about it. It is now in Hyatt City, the territory of the Barton family.

No one should choose to attack them here. Wouldn't it be better to attack them in the wild?

Even if someone attacks them, they will not send out such a rookie knight.

Figo was not a stupid person. Although he did not see everything, he guessed that most of the matter was not caused by the Viscount's inability to control his lower body.

Moreover, this guy is actually the heir of Sauron Knight.

The Silver Wing Viscounty is well aware of the situation in the territory of Barton, and knows that the Sauron Knight is a contemporary knight of the seven major families, and the leader of the seven major families is Sauron and Pompeii.

A great knight.

Now that the heir of Knight Sauron has lost an arm, even Mr. Viscount may have to pay the price for this matter.

"Grass, you, than."

At that moment, Luther exploded. He cursed in Chinese, then the ring on the ring finger of his right hand flashed, and a huge battle ax appeared in his hand.

"Bloodthirsty Battle Ax!!!"

Huge, mighty, flashing with a coquettish and strange red light.

This is a magic weapon.

The fighting spirit spurted thin, and the earthy yellow fighting spirit covered the ax body, but left a sharp edge. Then it covered the entire body, forming a fighting spirit armor.

"Whoa!!" Luther slashed at the Viscount guard who attacked Newton with an axe.

"Intermediate knight?"

All the guards of the Silver Wing family present were slightly shocked. They had misunderstood. Because the knight judges the opponent's strength based on the opponent's fighting spirit and physical strength.

Although Luther is only the peak junior knight, he is more powerful than the average intermediate knight.

Just explain it with data.

Luther 2.5, ordinary intermediate knight 2.

Luther was very, very young, less than twenty years old. Such a young intermediate knight is naturally very rare.

"Hold him and stop causing trouble." Figo said to the guard knight who cut off Newton's arm.

It was already troublesome to cut off the arm of the heir to Sauron Knight. This guy who appeared out of nowhere was actually an intermediate knight at such a young age.

And he actually holds a bloodthirsty battle ax.

Figo recognized the Bloodthirsty Tomahawk and was extremely shocked by it. Because this is a powerful weapon that all great knights dream of.

If the other party is damaged, I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause.

"Yeah." The guard knight roared angrily, and the fighting energy all over his body spurted out. It was the khaki earth fighting energy. He filled the knight sword with the earth fighting energy, intending to increase the strength of the sword body.

He swung his sword, trying to intercept Luther's bloodthirsty battle ax. But the next moment, the sharp blade of the bloodthirsty battle ax cut open the fighting spirit on his knight's sword, and then shattered his knight's sword.

An irresistible force cut off his head.

Bullshit mid-level knight.

How could a guy who was not immune to the Eight Great Immunities be Luther's opponent?

After Luther killed the murderer, he still couldn't understand his hatred. The fighting spirit all over his body spurted out, instantly covering the ax blade, and the fighting spirit extended, forming a huge bladeless sword.

"Die!!!"

Luther rose into the air and struck a sword with hatred. The huge bladeless sword attacked the Silver Wing Viscount's carriage.

The huge fighting spirit sword made a roaring sound as it rubbed against the air.

Just when Luther was about to destroy the carriage, "The Killer" Figo took action. He didn't draw his weapon. He jumped into the air on his horse and kicked Luther in the chest.

The high-ranking knight's tyrannical power immediately sent Luther flying out.

With a "boom", Luther seemed like a cannonball, hitting the villa next to him and landing in the hall of the villa.

Luther fell on his back, but he got up instantly, holding his left hand on the ground, breathing heavily.

The other party had shown mercy, Luther only had a broken rib. After all, it was amazing enough for him to kill an intermediate knight with a junior knight, but it was still impossible to deal with senior knights, especially elite senior knights like "The Killer" Figo.

But Luther was not grateful at all.

Day shopping bastard.

The crowd at the scene was a little quiet, and only the wood chips in the villa were still falling slowly. Because Luther had stopped breathing, Newton had also fainted.

There may be people who can bear the pain of losing an arm, but Newton is not one of them. Before that, he was just an aristocratic heir who knew how to pick up girls.

Marshall didn't speak or take action. He just held Newton in his arms and hurriedly took off his clothes to block Newton's wounds.

"He attacked us first." Figo landed on the ground after kicking Luther away. He was not stupid enough to chase and kill Luther.

A young mid-level knight holding a high-level magical weapon such as the bloodthirsty battle axe.

If killed, he would probably die too.

Therefore, after Figo landed, he first explained to Luther, very politely.

Luther glanced at this guy, but did not speak or accept the apology.

"Poisonous." At this moment, Marshall yelled. Luther's expression changed, he picked up his bloodthirsty battle ax and came to Newton's side.

I saw that Newton's face had turned green. He was not immune to the poison.

Figo's expression also changed, that reckless guy. "Where's the antidote?" Figo roared loudly.

"Ludin doesn't have the habit of carrying antidotes with him." Another family knight of Silver Wing Viscount said cautiously.

He also felt that things were getting serious.

"Hold him and take his arms. Go to Barton Castle to find the wizard for help." Luther said to Marshall in a deep voice.

Marshall nodded, picked up Newton's arm, picked up Newton and rushed towards Barton Castle.

"This is not over yet."

Luther said fiercely to Figo. He had never been so angry, ever.

At this time, many people had already come back here, the fastest among them were the great knights, Thor and Pompeii.

He exploded his fighting spirit, making himself faster, as if he was a golden golden man, rushing over quickly.

"Luther, Newton."

Old Sol yelled.

The expressions of everyone present changed again.