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In the face of William's ruthless rampage, it's not that the people of the Warren family haven't tried to fight back.

But his physique has already exceeded the threshold of a fourth-order professional, and the terrifying defense can't even break through Ji Bo, let alone these ordinary people who are not even professionals. The strength on his body is all on the level of tickling.

In addition to the completely desperate defense of the Ringling Army, under the blessing of the [Flesh Demon Giant] professional stunt [Power of Flesh], William's attack also became unstoppable. Anyone can take it.

Because there is a holy empire that is hostile to mages separated from the Arcane Empire, there are very few legal professionals who can come to Flange. There are only a few legal professionals in the three churches.

The giants have rough skin, thick flesh, and infinite strength. They are extremely resistant to physical damage. They are only afraid of high-level legal professionals, but what Flange lacks the most is legal professionals.

Apart from his size and his little brother being relatively small, there is no difference between William at this time and a real giant. In the legal desert of Flange, he is completely a tumor-like existence. to any effect.

"Boom!"

William's size increased a little again. He waved the **** and hard stick in his hand, and rushed into the archers' queue under Gilber's resentful eyes, instantly destroying nearly half of the long-range power of the Warren family.

The black, thick, hard and long flagpole flew left and right in his hands, and wherever William passed by, it would turn into a one-sided massacre. The rear army of the Warren family was disturbed by him and Ji Bo, and everyone was like avoiding the plague, desperately avoiding Ji Bo who was fleeing madly, for fear that he would bring the evil star too.

And Jiber looked at the flagpole with not only regret, but was so choked up that his eyes would bleed.

Wouldn't it be enough to just chop a piece of wood from a broken flagpole? Why get such a solid black oak! What idiot got this thing! !

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On the roof of a tent of the Warren family, the Marchioness with her back bare sneezed violently, the sheet under her body swayed, and Hans, who was applying medicine for her, almost fell off the roof of the tent.

The bearded cousin hurriedly propped himself up with his hands, but accidentally touched his broken arm bone. The cold sweat on his forehead fell, and a small black face ached into a small white face.

"What are you moving around? You don't want your arm anymore? Don't you know how much you hurt yourself?"

Pomona frowned and scolded him, raised her hand and pinched the collar of her bearded cousin precisely, and brought him back, who was crumbling on top of the tent.

"Have you applied the medicine yet? Don't apply the rest of it. You still need to apply medicine to the bigger wounds. You French people are hypocritical!"

Hans, who was innocently sprayed, was so wronged that his mouth hidden under the beard pouted. Who was it that moved first? If you didn't shake me, I almost fell?

Pomona refused to continue rubbing the medicine, turned around and took the pajamas and put them on, covering her beautiful body. She looked at the battlefield in the distance and asked with interest:

"Hans, do you know the man with the big stick?"

The bearded cousin didn't hear these words, and he hadn't recovered from the "huge" visual impact just now.

While helping the Marchioness rub the medicine, he acquired a wonderful new knowledge, that is - although some things appear on the front, as long as they are talented enough, they can also be seen from the back!

"Hey (#`O') Let me ask you something, the man who chased Gilber seems to be the queen, do you know him?"

The bearded cousin returned to his senses and squinted his eyes to look over. Although he was too far away to see clearly, he was simply familiar with that flamboyant bright silver helmet.

"Watch... cousin?!"

After a long absence (two days) to meet again, William was overjoyed. Just when he was about to grin, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Looking at Pomona's excited expression, Hans suddenly felt a strange taste in his mouth, like eating a pound of unripe wild fruit, and his neck was a little bit wrong. Seems like my head is a little heavy...

He blinked warily.

"Familiar, that's my cousin, what are you asking him for?"

"no."

Pomona waved her hand indifferently, and continued to ask: "Did he go into the tent with other girls? Hmm... so you don't quite understand. According to your words, it seems to be—is he married?"

The bearded cousin swallowed, always feeling that Pomona's answer seemed a little wrong, but it didn't seem to be a big problem.

"I haven't heard of it... But there are quite a few people who are interested in my cousin. That's your daughter. She even went to find Her Majesty the Queen, hoping that Her Majesty will allow William to marry him."

The corners of Pomona's mouth drooped down, and she smacked her lips with some regret: "Well...that little girl also had thoughts about him, that's really difficult to handle, although Jibo is a bastard, but her daughter It's pretty good. UU reading www.uukanshu.com eh? Why do you see me like that?"

Hans' beard twitched twice, his dark face flushed red, and he muttered angrily:

"That's my cousin! You are all with me... this... that, don't hit him!"

Pomona was stunned by his performance, and then she laughed back and forth. A dizzying wave of flesh appeared in some indescribable places, causing her bearded cousin to suffer from malnutrition.

Ignoring Hans' resistance, she hugged him and took several mouthfuls aggressively, leaving a row of red marks on his face.

"Your cousin seems to be in his teens, how old is he? I'm almost twice his age, how could I be interested in him? My mother likes a mature man in your thirties like you. , ask this is the girl who wants to introduce him to our tribe."

Pomona looked at William's exposed upper body dazzled and swallowed quietly.

The muscles that are cast in steel are so charming, and every time they beat, they are bursting with terrifying power, destroying all enemies who dare to resist with the terrifying power of crushing level.

This sweeping aura made her think of the lions on the prairie. They were mighty, domineering, and majestic, as long as they didn't act like a lion with only a few strokes at a time.

If such an excellent man is not introduced back, he will definitely be complained by those little **** in the future, oh, that's really shining chest muscles under the sweat~~~

Reaching out and pinching Hans's equally strong chest muscles, Pomona sighed, "Your cousin is really a strong man! If such a strong young man goes to the north, those crazy women might **** it away. It's a pity that he doesn't seem to have a beard, he looks like those castrato singers, it's a waste of time."

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