People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

when!

The smooth sickle blade collided with the handle of the pyroxene weapon in his hand, splashing a large amount of sparks on the two of them.

This attack was perfectly blocked and deflected by Reinhardt.

Finlay was also pushed out of his attack range in an instant, but Finlay, who fell to the ground, started laughing.

"Take this old man's storm kick!"

O'Neal's roar suddenly came from above Reinhardt's head, and then a thick shadow covered his whole body.

Veteran O'Neal fell from the sky, his prosthetic foot wrapped in lightning and thunder, and fell straight down in the storm.

Boom——

The ground trembled slightly, and gravel flew everywhere.

The rising smoke and dust immediately blocked everyone's vision, making it impossible to observe the battle situation.

Only Selene and Lance Shanks were still standing there with a relaxed look on their faces, gazing at the arena with a hint of playfulness in their eyes.

No one knows Reinhardt's strength better than them, and such an attack is just an appetizer for Reinhardt.

"You two really work together well."

Suddenly, a sighing voice was heard in the smoke and dust. Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Reinhardt's figure emerged and slowly walked out.

There wasn't a single scar on his body, but the pyroxene weapon in his hand made a crackling sound, and a large amount of reddish-orange crystals spread from the bottom of the handle, slowly forming the shape of a hand axe.

Finlay was not surprised at all, but the battle-hardened O'Neal looked serious.

Unexpectedly, his move was completely ineffective. You know, at least eighty people died from this move of his. Even the god-like Malenia did not dare to take it head-on. In the end, it was caught by a young-looking kid.

Moreover, the axe in the little devil's hand was of a very peculiar style. No one around could make out the words on it, not even the knowledgeable Se Lian.

Because the text on the hand axe is a capital Chinese character - "德".

Reinhardt slowly pointed his crystal hand axe, "De," at the two men and said, "Now that you've exhausted your three axes, it's my turn to conquer you with my virtue."

"Don't be too arrogant!"

The veteran said sternly, holding the battle flag.

Although he still looked very aggressive, he was extremely alert and kept a close eye on Reinhardt's movements.

As expected of the strong man who defeated Lady Marennia, this strength was beyond his expectations.

"O'Neill."

"Ah."

Finlay called out softly, and the two exchanged glances and nodded again, then Finlay raised his spear and rushed over again.

But this time, a golden glow flashed on the spear tip, which was the power of prayer contained in the spear.

Finlay, who was almost rushing in front of him, slashed the ground with the spear in his hand. The friction with the stone flew out a few sparks, and the earth was suddenly dyed with a layer of gold.

In that golden area, countless spears of light emerged from the ground and spread towards Reinhardt like a forest of guns.

"Is this the only monkey show?"

It is true that this gun forest is a prayer, but to be honest, the power is too weak. It is better to use weapons to attack directly.

Reinhardt clenched his hand axe slightly and swung it back violently.

Swah——

The gun forests broke with a sound, just like harvesting wheat, and were directly crushed by an axe, and the golden color also faded away.

But Fenlei's figure appeared beside him at some point, raising the halo sickle in his hand again.

"Sir Rhine, I'm sorry!"

Fenlei's eyes suddenly became stern, and he swung the sickle down heavily.

"The vision is good, but the attack is not sharp enough."

Reinhardt stood there, evaluating himself, and reached out his hand just in time to catch the incoming sickle.

This shocked Fenley.

Grabbing a sickle with bare hands?

This was her first time seeing it.

But before she could make the next move, her vision suddenly began to change rapidly, the wind whistled in her ears, and Fenlei felt as if she was flying in the air.

Reinhardt held Finlay's sickle and threw Finlay like a ball and chain, throwing him into the woods beside him.

Boom——

After the loud bang, a lush tree was broken in half and fell down with a loud bang.

Finlay sat on a half-broken tree stump, temporarily losing his ability to fight.

"Lord Fenley!" The Zunfu Knights exclaimed subconsciously. When they reacted, Lord Fenley had already fallen down.

This process happened in a flash, and all the Zunfu Knights were stunned and could not believe their eyes.

The Zunfu Knights present all knew how powerful Fenlei was, but how could he be killed so cleanly?

I'm afraid that even Lady Marennia couldn't do it if she used all her strength.

You know, Malenia often seeks Finlay for sparring partners.

"Don't be too proud, there's still this old man!"

Swah——

As the words fell, the sharp tip of the spear on the battle flag pierced over.

"How could I have forgotten you, old General?"

Reinhardt said with a smile, calmly swinging his hand axe, which just happened to collide with the attacking battle flag.

click-

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the tip of the battle flag's spear was stuck in the gap of the word "德" on the hand axe, forcibly locking it.

No matter how hard O'Neal tried, he couldn't pull it back, as if it was stuck in a crack in the mountain wall.

Instead, Reinhardt exerted a little force and immediately pulled O'Neal, causing him to stagger and almost fall in front of him.

"I'm sorry, old general."

Reinhardt said this indifferently, then raised his fist and punched O'Neal hard.

The sandbag-sized fist continued to grow larger in O'Neal's eyes. Now it was too late to let go of the weapon and dodge. He could only watch the fist fall on him.

thump—

A dull explosion erupted in O'Neill's chest.

"Lord O'Neill!"

"General!"

Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, O'Neal knelt on one knee in front of Reinhardt, leaving a clear fist mark on his hard silver armor.

Until now they still couldn't believe that the two lords whose strength was second only to Lord Marennia were defeated like this?

And he was defeated without any chance of fighting back?!

Honestly, these two are really strong.

In his opinion, the combined power of these two people should be nearly half of Monger's, which is really strong.

PS: Recommend this book

Pure collapse text, similar to martial arts novels

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There is a legend circulating in China:

The eight disciples under the Red Kite Immortal are all outstanding and talented. The eldest disciple among them even achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven with the Red Kite Immortal, and will live as long as the sky.

"Red Kite Immortal, do you believe it?"

"Of course I believe it. After all, you are standing in front of me."

"However, those are all legends from six hundred years ago. Nowadays, immortals even have ninth disciples, right?"

"Yes."

One day, Fu Hua reunited with her eldest disciple Zhao Li, and the other party's next words were:

"Then it's time to follow the agreement, Red Kite Immortal."

A sword and a knife flew in the air, and Zhao Li pointed his sword at Fu Hua.

"Zhao Li, the eldest disciple of the Red Kite Immortal, has come to take the Immortal's head."

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Volume 1: Grudges of the Ming Dynasty

Volume 2: Modern Reunion

123. Master and Disciple Talk Frankly (4.5K)

This duel was just a small episode and a long-standing custom of the Holy Tree Army.

So even if she knew that her men had been defeated, there was no need for Marennia to show up.

But after that, Reinhardt also gained the respect of the Holy Tree Army, and Finlay and O'Neill were convinced of their defeat.

The Holy Tree Army can be said to have perfectly inherited the martial style of the Royal City of Rodel. As long as you are strong enough, you will be respected by everyone.

At night, the sound of hammering anvils could be heard from the Holy Tree Army's camp. Several mountain goblins gathered together and worked hard to build armaments in preparation for tomorrow's siege.

Reinhardt sat on the top of the mountain. The fishy breeze blowing gently made his inky black short hair flutter slowly. The quiet moonlight fell from the sky, as if covering him with a layer of white gauze.

He had nothing to do late at night and couldn't sleep, so he sat here alone and admired the surrounding scenery.

I don't know when I developed this habit, but whenever I can't sleep, I like to run out and look up at the stars. Maybe I learned it from Lani?

The sky is full of stars, and perhaps because this place is close to the Moon Altar, the moonlight is particularly dazzling. The bright moonlight and the glow of the stars form a beautiful picture.

The only drawback is that these stars have long been frozen. If they could move, they would be even more beautiful.

The shore of Lake Lienya below is as black as ink. The water flows with the breeze, creating shimmering waves. Combined with the beautiful scenery in the sky, it looks like the upside-down Milky Way in the distance.

The ancient city of Stonewell, a fortress connecting the two lands of Lienia and Nimgfu, has now been swallowed by darkness, with only tiny lights lighting up like fluorescent lights.

People on the city wall were holding torches and washing away the blood and cleaning up the broken arms and debris.

The dilapidated appearance of Stonewell City at this time was already 80% similar to the city in memory, but it lacked the black thorny vines that grew from dead roots and lacked a bit of darkness.

But looking at the dilapidated state of Stonewell City now, it is estimated that even if he does not come, the city will be broken by the fierce offensive of the Holy Tree Army in a few days.

At most, he was just doing a favor, not providing timely assistance.

The most important thing is to prevent that waste Greg from falling into the hands of Marennia, otherwise he will be in trouble.

"Disciple, why are you here so late and not sleeping?"

Se Lian's voice suddenly reached his ears. He subconsciously turned his head and saw the teacher slowly climbing up the hillside, coming to his side and looking down at the scene below.

But seeing the soldiers carrying around the severed limbs and piles of flesh, Se Lian curled his lips in disdain, "...How barbaric! What's so good about this scene?"

"Indeed, it's very barbaric." Reinhardt nodded in agreement. "The scene after the cannibalism is indeed not something to behold."

For a pyroxene magician like Serlian, a war like this is tantamount to stupidity in their eyes.

Just like the fight between the Magic Academy and the Kalia royal family, it was nothing more than a fight for power.

It doesn't matter to them who governs or manages this land, and they are too lazy to take action unless it is necessary.

Instead of wasting time on such brutal fighting, it would be better to study the origin magic more. Perhaps there will be some new discoveries.