The family guards around Qiao, as well as the court knights, were killed in a group with the enemies rushing out of the thick fog.

Those enemies who appeared in the uniforms of the Derren Empire army were wearing pitch-black masks on their faces, covering their appearance. But their aura, their tricks, and their battle formations were definitely the techniques of the Derren Empire army.

Qiao rushed towards the heavy armored man.

The heavy-armored man smiled, with a hurricane, a terrifying sound of breaking through the air, spewing black flames, and hitting Qiao Dang's chest.

The chain hammer was originally only three feet long, and the "pit clang clang" was rapidly elongated, as if it could extend endlessly. The hammer head flew out hundreds of feet in an instant and hit Qiao's chest.

Wherever the chain hammer passed, the dark wind breath that Joe squirted was shattered.

The turbulent dark wind swept away around, causing deep cracks to be drawn on the ground.

Qiao's figure became extremely light. In the darkness, facing the strong wind, he shook his wings like a mayfly and flew gently. He stepped on the chain surrounded by black light, ran forward along the chain that was pulled straight, and rushed to the heavy armored man in two or three steps.

A terrible sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Qiao's right leg swept out a huge arc, tore the air apart, and swept hard towards the head of the heavy armored man.

"Ha...I hate little monkeys like you who jump up and down." The heavy armored man muttered in a low voice: "Why not fight me head-on? Like a real man, a real knight, head-on with me?"

In just one sentence, the heavy armored man inserted his right heavy sword into the ground.

He clenched his right fist and blocked Joe's swept right leg.

The loud roar of the giant cannon continued to sound. Qiao stood on the chain as thick as an ordinary person's wrist, his legs swept across the left and right like two big axes, instantly kicking hundreds of legs at the heavy armored man.

Joe gave his all to every leg.

Nearly 300 million pounds of physical strength were activated, and every trace of Qiao's muscles was tightened, and all the tendons and bones made a buzzing roar. His blood burned in his legs, and his skin turned red and hot due to the sudden friction with the air, and even a faint flame ignited on his feet.

The blood and energy in the sea of ​​power is boiling wildly, and the crimson force in the sea of ​​energy is burning wildly.

The power of crimson was blessed on both legs, causing Qiao's strength to soar several times with each strike.

Each sweep is enough to destroy a hill.

The heavy-armored man easily resisted Qiao Kuangye's attack with just one right hand.

Qiao's calves and the heavy armored man's right fist collided again and again. Large pieces of Mars splashed on the metal fists of the heavy armored man. On Qiao's calves, the flesh and flesh were torn and bruised in the heavy blow, and some blood splashed. Then the wounds on his two calves were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was the wildest impact, with Joe's legs sweeping straight and straight, and the attack trajectory of both legs was exactly the same, without any error.

One hundred legs...

Two hundred legs...

Three hundred legs...

Joe's legs had already started to blew fire, blood oozing out of his pores, and his legs were like two torches burning.

His legs collided with the fist of the heavy armored man, and circles of white air bursts spread around, forcing the Hydra Secret Guards and Lan Mujin to retreat and could not get close to the two people who were rushing wildly.

The heavy armored man laughed loudly: "It's interesting, but this is your limit?"

"Ah, the momentum is huge, but weak...weak and powerless!"

"Use some more strength, use some more strength... Haha, little guy, I didn't even feel a slight pain... Your attack can't even break the most basic defense of my armor!"

"Weak, powerless... Then, is it the turn..."

Qiao, who was sweeping wildly following the original attack trajectory for more than 300 consecutive legs, suddenly twisted his waist, bounced upwards, and played with an extremely exquisite overturn in the air.

His legs were one in front and one behind, like two scimitars lifted from bottom to top, hitting the heavy armored man's chin.

The heavy armored man had become accustomed to Qiao's attack rhythm and his attack trajectory... He never dreamed that after Qiao Kuang attacked more than 300 legs, he would actually put him on.

With two loud noises, Qiao landed heavily on the ground.

The heavy armored man suddenly raised his head back, and his huge body couldn't help but soared into the air, and was kicked high by Qiao Qing's legs with all his strength.

The heavy-armored man cursed with extremely vulgar words. His body flew more than a hundred feet high, and more intense golden flames spewed out of his body. Just like the burning of flames, golden flames spewed out from behind him, forming a pair of brilliant golden wings that were very radiant.

The heavy armored man who was kicked to the point of flying suddenly stopped. The golden wings shook, and the heavy armored man turned into a golden light. He hit the ground with a "boom" sound, and broke a big pit with a diameter of hundreds of feet and a depth of more than ten feet on the street.

"Ha! It's a little interesting." The heavy armored man laughed wildly: "I haven't taken action personally for many years... Hehe, the sense of smell in battle is a bit slow... This is my mistake, this is my fault. So, in the future, I will definitely kill a few powerful enemies with my own hands every year..."

"It's a very pleasing trick, but it's still useless!"

The heavy armored man shook his head, and he pulled his left hand, and the chain hammer that had just been bombarded quickly flew back with the sound of breaking through the air. He said in a deep voice: "Boy, you still can't break my armor... You can't hurt a hair at all."

"But, as a reward that you beat me so miserably... I can be kind and let you know my name!"

"In this case, when I crush your bones bit by bit, you can cry and beg me!"

"Ah, I like what you look like now... When you were the bloated fat man just now, I kept thinking that when you crush you, you will get greasy!"

"But no longer now. Your current state is very good... When I crush you little by little, the touch must be good!"

Joe gasped heavily.

A crimson light flashed in his eyes, and the muscles on his face were thrusting and jumping violently.

He saw that behind this heavy-armored man, in the dark, wearing a long black dress and long hair dancing without wind, Margaret III, who was quietly emerging like a night demon.

Margaret III is now like the concept of ‘dark’ itself.

Black fog rushes around her, silent dark wind lingers her, black air gathers above her head, turning into a huge phantom of Hydra, looking down at the confused heavy-armored man from a high place.

Margaret III was less than ten feet behind the heavy armored man. She was reaching out her hand and holding the killing of Hellinger who was standing on the ground... But the heavy armored man knew nothing about this.

Qiao coughed heavily, he straightened his body and bowed slightly to the heavy armored man: "So, can I have this honor and know your name? Uh, if possible, can I tell me your identity and origin? You can tell me your detailed information, so that I can find everyone related to you in the future and retaliate against them!"

The heavy armored man seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world, and he laughed wildly "hahaha" to the sky.

"Revenge? Hahaha, you want to take revenge on someone who is related to me? Oh, what a funny little guy."

"But, okay, I actually enjoyed this feeling... an ignorant little puppy wants to retaliate against a giant dragon... Oh, oh, so funny."

"My name..."

A 'sweep' sound.

Margaret III held Hellinger's killing tightly. The moment her hand held the hilt of the sword, nine blood-colored secret curse seals on the sword's body turned into traces of blood and dissipated out of thin air.

She raised the artifact with the sword's edge flashing with cold light, and took a slight step behind the heavy armored man, standing almost against his back.

In Qiao's strange gaze.

In the cold and ruthless eyes of ten Hydra Secret Guards.

In the extremely complicated eyes of Ya, Lan Liguo, Lan Muji and others...

The contemporary queen of the Deron Empire, the dignified Majesty Margaret III, was like a shameless assassin, who gave the heavy armored man a fierce back stab in public.

Qiao's crazy attack could not damage the slightest heavy armor. Under Helinger's terrifying killing edge, it was pierced like a piece of paper. The long sword pierced the spine of the heavy armored man, pierced his liver, and stabbed it out of his body.

The heavy armored man's body suddenly froze. He lowered his head and looked at the sword edge that pierced from his body in disbelief.

"Who are you……"

Margaret III drew out the long sword, and gave the heavy armored man a sword from behind with a expressionless face.

Then, one sword, one sword, one sword...

The sound of "puk" was endless. Margaret III was like a cook who chopped dumplings. In just a few breaths, he pierced more than a hundred swords on the heavy armored man.

Blood squirted out along the heavy armored man's body.

The rune magic array on the surface of his armor was broken and dim light continued to spew out.

The heavy armored man's legs had become extremely weak and could no longer bear his huge body and heavy weight. He shakingly and kneeled on the ground with a "bang", his arms weakly supporting the ground.

"Shameless...you...you are..."

The heavy-armored man was in a difficult situation and wanted to look back to see who had attacked him.

But Margaret III didn't even give him this opportunity. She slashed his helmet without hesitation, then grabbed the hilt of the sword and hit the back of his head with a heavy blow.

A loud bang was accompanied by a slight breaking sound of bones.

The heavy-armored man with extremely tenacious vitality was knocked to the ground by a heavy blow from Margaret III and completely fainted.

Blood kept flowing out of his body.

I don’t know how strong this guy has. The blood flowing out of his body alone, and the blood flowing out of more than a dozen big fat pigs killed by the slaughterhouse, but blood still spewed out of his body.

"Do you still want to resist?"

They were fighting with the palace knights, those enemies wearing black masks... They were like frogs staring at by poisonous snakes, standing stiffly in place.

"And, the old woman outside who was stumbled with a crystal ball... If you dare to escape, I will order to kill all the Potous people in Heida Fort... Do you think I will give such an order?"
Chapter completed!