Master of Ninja World

A single general was wiped out in three or two blows. Such strength made the black lancer completely desperate. At present, he was left alone and could hardly support it.

"Don't show such a desperate look. If you haven't started the war, you won't be fighting. Then I have no fun to play. Please try to please me before you die."

Wuchen walked step by step from the sky, the tall/straight figure, handsome face, and the arc of the face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, all made Atalanta deeply infatuated.

This is a strong and extremely confident man.

"What a daze, Atalanta."

After a while, Wuchen fell next to Atalante. Seeing the woman's face like a nymphomaniac, she rubbed her nose helplessly and reminded: "Hey hey hey... Give me a wake up, anyway You are also a hero, how do you look like a little girl now."

"Also, pay attention to the situation, the enemy can be close in front of you." After speaking, Wuchen glanced at the black lancer intentionally or unintentionally.

"What are you doing?!"

This seemingly plain and casual look made the black lancer look like a big enemy, and his body stepped back a few steps, showing a restrained look.

It's not that he is too sensitive, but that this guy is too terrifying. He can create terrifying big kills with every gesture. If he doesn't pay attention, he may be killed in seconds.

The previous archer is a living example.

"What a joke, you are all dead, so afraid of me?" Wuchen couldn't help but smile lightly, "I have died once, and I will have any burden if I die again?"

"You can't say that, Master Wuchen, I'm afraid if I change it."

Atalanta spit out a little incense/tongue, and said admiringly, and then changed sharply: "Isn’t it normal to be a nympho in Master Wuchen? After all, there are not many women who can resist you. Charm."

"Ahhhhhhhh..."

Wuchen couldn't laugh or cry, so he touched the child's head pettingly: "Aren't you soaking me?"

"Can I really?!"

Atalanta blinked his eyes innocently, and countless light flashes in his pupils, which seemed to be true.

"You two bastards..."

And the black lancer was furious, what's so special, is there any mistake? Now that the Holy Grail War is not over yet, and he is not dead yet, the two bastards began to flirt.

"Even if I can't kill you, I have to drag a back!"

The black lancer's deep eyeballs showed a terrifying hostility. At this moment, he also recognized his own strength-it is impossible to kill Wuchen.

In this case...

"go to hell!!!"

The black lancer waved a big hand, and there was a surging under the ground, and countless sharp piles rose from the ground, penetrated the ground, and pierced towards Atalanta.

"This guy... is also a king anyway, has he become mad now?" Wuchen's eyes sparkled with cold light, and at the same time he shouted, "But, too naive!"

"Boom boom... boom boom..."

A burst of violent aura broke out, all the piles rushing out of the ground were broken with a bang, and power fluctuations visible to the naked eye erupted from the dust-free body, raging like a flood, and all piles within a radius of 100 meters were destroyed. .

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The power fluctuations continued to spread, and soon spread to the ground within one kilometer nearby, and the black lancer, who was covered by that terrifying breath, was sweating profusely, and his body bent unnaturally.

"what is this...?!"

The black lancer looked at Wuchen in horror, and at the same time he was very aggrieved, because at this moment, he bent his body to Wuchen and almost bowed down.

He has been holding back, holding his head up, and absolutely not allowing himself to lower his head.

"Under the deterrence of my spiritual pressure, do you still want to resist with your kind of stuff?" Wuchen grinned, and his words showed deep disdain.

Damn, how come you can't force the number at all, don't you know what level you are!

"Kneel me down!"

Dust-free screamed, the spiritual pressure of the whole body increased the output.

"Rumble!!!"

A more depressing aura condensed on the black lancer. The guy's face was white and bloodless for a moment, his feet had been bent forty-five degrees, and he was about to kneel.

"I am a king, how could I kneel down to a guy like you!" Black lancer roared furiously. As a king, he has his own dignity and pride.

If he kneels to the enemy, he might as well die immediately.

"Kneel down!"

Wuchen screamed again, and the black lancer's face suddenly changed, only feeling a burst of blood in his lungs.

"Pouch!!"

A mouthful of grayish-brown blood poured into his mouth and sprayed out directly. Under the pressure of the dust-free spirit, the black lancer sprayed blood directly.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

In the end, the black lancer couldn't resist Wuchen at all, and was forced to kneel down, his knees pressed tightly to the ground, and his bones were shaking.

"I can't forgive you, I will definitely kill you, absolutely!!!"

The black lancer's mouth was blood in his mouth, his neighing like an evil spirit, and he stared at Wu Dust in anger, and there was a large-scale vicious atmosphere in his lungs.

Shi can be killed but not humiliated, this is too shameful!

"Hahaha... I said it before, I will make you regret living in the world, you stupid thing!"

Wuchen looked at the black lancer coldly.

"Rumble!!!"

At this moment, under the ruined castle, there was a huge wave of power, and a huge figure emerged from the ground.

"what is that?!"

Atalanta looked dazed, looking at the tall giant, with a look of uncertainty on his face, the monster was like a mountain, and the ground trembled as he walked.

"Is it successful?!"

The black lancer was overjoyed when he saw this.