Crimson sinking

The most attractive thing is the strange big knife held by the young man. It is completely made of black iron, almost half the length of a person's body, and looks more like a door panel, with half a complete blade. 【】Even for the handle, there is a hole dug on the body of the knife for two fingers to pass through, but the heavy and oppressive feeling can show that this big iron block with an ordinary shape is by no means as good as it seems on the surface. Simple.

The young man's body didn't rise and fall, and the continuous fighting almost exhausted all his physical strength, but his body was still trembling with excitement.

Those ferocious snow demon wolves in front of them actually backed away in fear.The young man began to approach step by step, pushing the remaining snow demon wolves to the edge of the cliff little by little.Seeing Lu Ketui, several trapped beasts howled ferociously again, and then quickly attacked the young man.

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he vigorously lifted the giant blade like a door panel. The moment he lifted it, a domineering thunder energy began to rise, and he slashed forward with a forward posture.

The four wolves that came running at the same time were swept away by the force of the blade, their heads and body were chopped off, their bodies were cut in half, and the remaining two were swept away by the strong wind because they were in the gap. To both sides, only slightly injured.Then the two beasts saw that they had escaped from the attack of the monster boy, they both looked at each other, and then fled inconveniently.

"Little bastard, I'm exhausted, I'll let you off this time"

The young man took a deep breath, then sat down on the snow and took a big breath of air, in order to recover his strength as soon as possible.

But after a while, there were two mournful howls of wolves not far away, and a powerful aura gradually approached from not far away.

Seeing the familiar figures gradually approaching, the young man raised his hand to say hello.

There were three people who came, the two behind were dressed as waiters, holding something in their hands.Walking in the forefront was a tall, middle-aged man wearing a huge and heavy cloak over his left shoulder, the collar of the cloak was buckled by a huge gold medal.

Under the wind and snow, the young man walked forward with a frosty face. The square face and the messy beard made people feel a calm temperament above ten thousand people.

"Master Marshal, why did you come in person?"

"Tell me about your recent growth."

The voice was very low, and the tall young man glanced around at the messy battlefield, frowned and said: "Your Highness, I promise you to practice freely in the snowy area, but you shouldn't come to this deep place. With your ability, these snow wolves can barely handle it, but if you encounter a snowy holy beast, if you make a mistake, I will not be able to explain to His Majesty when I go back."

Several attendants stepped forward and put the gorgeous palace clothes in the box on the young man.

"Okay, okay, except for a little injury, I'm fine," the young man stood up leaning on his knife, removing his previous arrogance, but now he looked exhausted, and even stood up with some reluctance.Then, he waved the big knife casually, and said happily: "The big guy you found for me is really good. Although it doesn't look very good, at least it's easy to use. After a period of time, I It finally merged with this soul weapon, and it is very handy to use now. Marshal, you called this knife Dragon Slaying, did it really kill dragons?"

The young man who was called the marshal by the youth nodded.

"This knife is made of black iron from outside the sky, and it is extremely heavy. It is said that hundreds of years ago, a black dragon rebelled, and a hero personally slaughtered the head of the black dragon with this blade, and soaked the blade with blood, which made the blade even thicker and abnormal. The breath of the dragon is also added with the demon-destroying attribute of the black dragon, becoming a weapon of the soul. However, after slaying a dragon, this blade is too heavy to be controlled by ordinary people, and your self-aware domineering can suppress all breaths , including the anger of the dragon, so I implore Your Majesty to take this blade out of the treasury for your use."

The young man waved the door panel, and said with a light smile: "Slaying the Dragon, the name is good, but I don't know if there are dragons in this world, I will try to kill the head if I have the chance."

"Don't think so far ahead," the big man stretched out a hand from half of his cloak, pointing to the southwest.

"The Sanctuary Classic will be held soon, and it's time for you to start."

"Really?" The young man scratched his head, turned his head to the distance: "It turns out that time flies so fast, it's time for me to play."

The young man carried the dragon on his shoulders, and continued to say to the young man: "Marshal Rossilio... Forget it, let your teacher get used to it more. You said that there are people who are about my age and stronger than me in this world. How many?"

At this time, the young man changed his joking tone before, and looked seriously at Marshal Rossilio, one of the five world-famous marshals and a paladin, in front of him.

"Tiaxiu, your growth surprised me. You reached the level of a holy warrior at the age of 19. In my memory, you are the first. You have great talent and courage, but this is not the case now. It doesn’t mean anything, you still have a long way to go, and a qualified leader should not be in front of your eyes.”

"Well, well," the young man named Teiya waved his hand, and Nai said, "It's really not easy to get a compliment from the teacher."

Then he narrowed his eyes and asked cautiously: "Also, I still can't understand why you came here to teach me yourself, teacher, but you, who have always been busy, let your child follow my unlucky sister to other countries to organize intelligence .I think if he is educated by you, he should be able to, right?"

"When the manpower is always exhausted, it is better to let him go out to see the world alone. As for the focus on training you, I naturally have my idea. If he is no better than me, he will take my place. If he succeeds in training you, then he is a qualified person. I can tell which is the most important and which is the most important."

Rosilio turned his head and said nothing more. At this moment, there was a sudden violent vibration on the ground, and the top of the mountain was covered with white awnings, and the momentum was huge.

"Too bad, how come I forgot about those snow apes who must take revenge, I guess they are responsible for it. Such a big avalanche, such a big hand..."

Teiya smiled, but he didn't panic about the huge avalanche that was coming.

"Teaxiu, borrow your weapon."

Rosilio took over Tulong. At this moment, the avalanche was getting closer and closer. He stood still heavily, his footprints sunk deep in the snow.Then he tore off his cloak and threw it on the ground, a burst of dazzling purple thunder flashed out from the giant blade, and he slashed forward heavily...

The avalanche descended, pressing down with a destructive aura that devoured everything, suddenly a huge thunder slash opened a hole, and the avalanche was separated by the thunder slash and poured to both sides, although this slash was too small compared to the huge avalanche , but enough to keep the few people after Thunder Slash...

A quarter of an hour later, the avalanche finally stopped, and several people fell into a huge conical snow pit.

Rosirio turned around, threw the huge dragon-slaying blade back into Thea Xiu's hand, and said.

"His Royal Highness, it's time to return to the palace. His Majesty is still waiting for your return in the palace..."

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In Pselon, the capital of Ferrondun, in a competitive battlefield, a handsome young man with dark red hair wandered around a huge ferocious beast trapped in a cage. Inside was an elite-level monster, the blood lion.

He nodded in satisfaction, and said to a group of people dressed as merchants: "I am very satisfied with these big guys, thanks for your hard work."

"Where is it?" Several merchants rubbed their hands and said fawningly: "The sixth prince told us that we should do our best, even if it is difficult to catch. By the way, these big guys are very fierce, so be careful when playing with them, Your Highness."

"I have my own measure," the red-haired young man turned around, and said to the guards beside him, "Take these people there to receive the reward, and bring a few condemned prisoners out of the prison by the way."

"As ordered, Your Highness."

A few people backed away, and soon a group of felons who were tied up pressed down and came forward.

"Very well, form formation and open the cage"

A soldier opened the cage and retreated to the group of heavily armored shield soldiers surrounded by formations. Several felons were let go of their hands and feet and rushed up.

The red-haired young man said to the people inside: "If anyone of you can kill this blood lion, I will give him freedom. If you escape, you will be shot."

Several felons were forced to go forward and picked up some ordinary weapons on the ground.

The blood lion had already escaped from the prison, roaring loudly with its tail flicking, and rushed over ferociously after some fresh food was delivered, when it opened its bloody mouth to a prisoner who was unable to react in time, it took half of that person's body in one bite. The whole body was bitten off alive, and the blood spilled everywhere, staining the bloody lion's eyes, which aroused its bloodthirsty excitement, and the man whimpered before it even had time to whine.

Seeing this, the rest of the people were a little sad and had to fight with all their strength.They are all death row prisoners, and they have only one life left to fight for, and they have some skills, a few even have high-level strength, and a dozen of them have an advantage in numbers.

After a little organization, they also fought with the powerful blood lion, and each went back and forth.

I have to say that these people are quite smart, and organized the attack in an orderly manner. In addition to killing two or three people at the beginning, the blood lion also built a tree, and gradually had more scars on its body, and its ferocity was even more aroused. I can't bear the patience of these people.

"It's too chatty," the red-haired young man commented on the battle situation inside on a high platform outside the formation, drank red wine, and murmured at the same time: "It is necessary to add something."

Stretching his hand behind him, a waiter knew how to send a bow and arrow from behind. The red-haired young man stood up, drew the long bow, and aimed at the most clever guy in the battle.

A blood injection suddenly shot up behind a repeat offender, protruding from his chest, and then he fell down with an incredulous expression on his face, and then another arrow flew in, killing one again...

The hands and feet of the blood lion in the battle array were finally let go, smashing one of his head with a slap, splashing his brains all over the place, and then pounced on another person, tearing off that person's limbs.