Chapter 327 Attack on Rainy Night (2)

At this time, if you look down from the height of the City Lord's Mansion, you will find that in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, a group of people in black-clothed cloaks are advancing inside on a bloody road. In the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, there are also teams of people flying forward, but this group of people is very hidden and almost difficult to detect.

The backyard is where the former city lord's family lives. With their strength, they are not enough to discover this team of people. However, the two teams do not seem to know the existence of each other and act accordingly.

Viscount Mingsen walked on the bluestone path where the rain spread, with red blood filling his feet. He pulled out a white handkerchief from his waist, gently wiped the blood on his hands, and threw it into the red rain. He looked at the loft where the city lord lived in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Send them a signal and save Parker's trash."

"Yes, Lord Viscount."

"Low, let's meet this person for a while. I want to see if he really has three heads and six arms that dares to touch me." Viscount Mingsen held the hilt of the sword on his waist with his right hand and walked slowly. Behind him, the corpse on the ground was washed by heavy rain, dyeing the accumulated water red.

Four cloaked men were floating one foot high on the ground, trying to reap the heads as quickly as the god of death. They were like ghosts, completely ignoring the swords of the soldiers and passing directly through their bodies. Then the soldiers would die like zombies. In this way, one soldier after another died. They could not even delay these cloaked men for a minute. The screams were buried in the heavy rain, their eyes were wide open, and they stared at the dark night sky without any hesitation.

Suddenly, Viscount Mingsen stopped, looked at the attic of the lord with lights not far away, and sneered: "Do you think they can stop us? Well, I will let you give up completely."

At this time, the four cloaked men also stopped to harvest their lives, but formed a circle around Viscount Mingsen and was on guard outside.

In the heavy rain, a slight sound of footsteps gradually sounded. In the wide courtyard, one figure in armor emerged from the night. Each of them had the luster of fighting spirit, and the white green space, yellow and red light enveloped their bodies. Like lights.

They were silent, their eyes under their helmets were filled with a fierce murderous aura, and the black armor shone with a cold light under the light of the fighting spirit. There were hundreds of armored soldiers. They surrounded the five people in the middle, silent and strong murderous aura.

"Hahaha, Colin Daoer, do you think these people can kill us? Where are you second-level and third-level fighters? Call them out. You shrunk turtle." Viscount Mingsen laughed loudly and insulted Wang Fan wantonly. Although his voice was very arrogant, there was no arrogant expression on his face, but he was very calm.

Although Viscount Mingsen despised Wang Fan, he was still very afraid of Wang Fan. Although he found that the city lord of Tunisia was temporarily out, he was still very concerned about Tunisia's defense. Especially the city lord's mansion, this is not a good place. Even if it is not a dragon's den, it is still a dangerous place. He said these words just to stimulate Wang Fan and make Wang Fan take the initiative to sacrifice himself.

"Kill them!" A cold voice came from the attic, like a sharp sword piercing the rain curtain.

A hundred fighters around him whispered: "Yes, my Lord!"

"Kill, kill me all!" Viscount Mingsen shouted sinisterly. A strong light suddenly burst out from his body. He rose from the ground and rushed towards the attic.

Just as Viscount Mingsen flew towards the attic, a golden light suddenly lit up from the bright attic, hitting Viscount Mingsen. Looking closely, the golden light was a figure. The figure was filled with a surging force and punched out in the air. The powerful fist wind could be felt several meters away.

Viscount Mingsen let out a light "huh" and his body flashed, like a gust of wind, passing by the golden shadow. He was about to rush into the building.

"Stay for me!" There was a sudden drink from behind.

Immediately afterwards, Viscount Mingsen suddenly felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind, with a sharp roar, as if some sharp sword energy had cut the space. If it was attacked by this blade, Viscount Mingsen knew very well that he would not have a good end. In desperation, he had to launch the gust technique again to flash the attack.

After this delay, Viscount Mingsen saw a beard floating in the air and blocking him.

"I said who it is? It turns out that it is the boss of the gangster in Tunisia - Tianji! Could it be that you actually became that boy's lackey?" Viscount Mingsen sneered.

This person wrapped in golden fighting spirit is the foundation of heaven. Heaven is basically the third level peak. With the blessing of Wang Fan's spiritual energy, he easily broke through the fourth level. This time, it was him who formed the first line of defense.

"Hahaha, Viscount Minson, the elder in the thirteenth place in the Magic Guild. He has long been famous. However, have you always crossed the boundaries? This is Tunisia, not your Principality of Eiffel. You dare to break into the city lord's mansion like this. If we still let you go back intact, where will our Tunisia face be? Since we are here this time, we will stay here forever." Tianji said with a big laugh, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Hmph, you are the only one?" Viscount Mingsen sneered disdainfully.

"Die, Guanghua Sword!" Tianji shouted loudly and rushed over with a golden tiger-headed giant sword. It seemed that he had not changed from the third to fourth level mutation. Attacks at fourth level generally rarely attacked closely.

Viscount Mingsen obviously saw this. He was a fourth-level magician. With his powerful mental power, he could easily feel that Tianji had just been promoted recently. Therefore, he was a little surprised by Tianji's unfamiliar attack method and then understood.

"Idiot!" He cursed inwardly, muttering something in his mouth. A swaying in his hand, a blue wind blade appeared in his hand. The wind blade grew long when it saw the wind, and suddenly became several times larger, turning into a huge wind blade three or four meters long. Viscount Mingsen sneered and shouted: "Kill!"

The wind blade roared towards the Tianji, and came to the Tianji in a blink of an eye. Tianji rushed to use his great sword to set it off. With a "clang", the Tianji was bombarded by the power of the Wind Blade. The aftermath of the wind blade cut off many holes in the Tianji's clothes. After the Tianji flew backwards, Viscount Mingsen shook his body and came to the not far from the Tianji like a gust of wind.

"Cracked!" Viscount Mingsen shouted lightly. Three small wind blades flashed out with his palms. He attacked the flying Tianji from three directions.

Originally, Viscount Mingsen thought Tianji would avoid it, but he was surprised to see that Tianji saw the small wind blade attacking and instinctively wanted to avoid it, but it seemed that he was not used to flying and could not dodge it all. Two wind blades hit his shoulder. Tianji let out a tragic howl and fell down.

Viscount Mingsen laughed loudly, of course he could not let go of the chance of hitting the dog in the water. He flashed his body and asked Tianji to give it to him again.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, as if something had hit him. Then, a familiar soft force spread in front of his chest, forming a light shield to protect himself. At this time, his life-saving scroll was now being stimulated.
Chapter completed!