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Chapter Seventy-Nine: Chaos (3)

 Old Tang blocked this critical stab, but Anger stopped immediately without hitting the blow, and would never be too greedy. Then he slashed Old Tang's long sword hard, not intending to give him even a chance to breathe.

But now the realm of time zero has collapsed, and Old Tang has escaped from the strange shackles. Time can't trap him. Now he and Angers are at a fair speed.

Old Tang quickly pulled away and retreated because he had to keep a distance from the folding knife, so he even threw away the long sword in his hand.

At the same time, the flying sword that had been knocked down and another long sword that had been cast flew into his hands. Now Old Tang held the sword in both hands and stayed away from the folding knife.

At this moment, Anger's folding knife slashed the sword thrown by Lao Tang. The huge force made the sword fly directly out, but Anger quickly determined that the other party wanted to avoid the sharpness of his folding knife, so as to use the long sword to attack the short sword and take advantage of the distance.

So he reached out to hold the hilt of the long sword and took a sword flower to remove the force. This could make up for the gap in distance.

At the same time, Caesar and Chu Zihang were also rid of the zero realm of time. They looked at the scene in front of them as if they were awakened from a dream. In their perspective, Anger was so fast that he almost appeared afterimage, and in an instant, he cut out countless sword lights.

There was no time to be shocked, the two looked at each other, rushed to Angres, guarding the principal one on the left and one on the right.

At this time, Anger had a long sword in his left hand and a folding knife in his right hand. Because he had just overdrawn his use time, blood was coming out of his nostrils.

"Oh~" Old Tang nodded. Anger's movement just now was pleasing to the eye. His voice came out through the armor, a little dull, "What a beautiful sword flower."

"Thank you." Anger said with a smile, with a casual meaning. But only he knew how terrible the opponent in front of him was.

The other party was wearing armor made of alchemy, and the behavior of using alchemy materials to create armor was a waste of resources to the secret party, who has been pursuing harm from ancient times to the present.

Moreover, the man's casual casting was not an ordinary sword. He could touch the folding knife in his hand without any dent. This was definitely an alchemy sword.

Next generation seed... no, the first generation seed?

"I don't thank you, I'll give you that sword." Old Tang said, "Its name is Seven Star Dragon Abyss, although it is a fake."

"Thank you." Angle nodded, "Is it a famous sword in ancient China?"

"Does foreigners know this too?" The other party looked stunned.

"Maybe." Angers said slowly, "But you are not Chinese, are you? Should I call you Norton or Constantine?"

"King of Bronze and Fire?" Caesar and Chu Zihang were stunned. They did not expect to attract one of the brothers. The temptation of this dragon egg was too great.

"I'm my brother, you can call me Norton."

"Is that right..." Angre nodded, "Come back my brother's dragon egg?"

"That's our coffin." Old Tang sighed, and he had to admit that Hilbert Jean-Anger was really good at fighting, and he clearly did not lie to him.

Time Zero was originally a bug-level spoken spirit, and it was used perfectly in the hands of this old man.

Anger narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking about how to win, but the only flaw that the other party leaked now was the loophole in his throat. It was also a problem to break in.

As if he noticed Anger's gaze, Old Tang recast the armor on his body. The gap was repaired almost in a blink of an eye, and the entire alchemy armor was also completely renewed.

Anger twitched, looking a little irritated.

"That is our brother's bone bottle, can you give it to me?" Old Tang sighed, "I will not have any idea about this world with the authority of the King of Bronze and Fire."

"I'm really sorry, I can't help it." Anger frowned, "I can't believe the words of a dragon. Especially a noble first generation, who has an eternal hatred for the world in their hearts."

"What a pity." Old Tang shook his head and raised the two swords in his hand.

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Henkel's two guns were fired, and even a ten-year-old child could hit such a close range.

The special alchemy bullet hit Lu Mingfei's chest, and the huge impact made him feel that he was hitting a bull head-on, almost knocking him to the ground.

He pulled out Chunjun and Juque, which Lao Tang created for him, and inserted it on the ground, which slowed down a lot of force for him, but even so he still slid more than ten meters away.

The armor Constantine created for Lao Tang is even more arrogant than what Lao Tang himself wears. The two large-caliber alchemy bullets are so close to shooting, but the beautiful armor cannot even see a dent.

Henkel saw that his opponent was almost knocked to the ground by a huge impact. In fact, at such a close range, even through the armor, the huge impact was probably enough to break the opponent's ribs.

He even planned to leave the guy in front of him who had lost his combat power and go directly to help Angers, because the one who could use his sword while refining his sword was obviously the most difficult opponent.

But what Henkel did not expect was that the other party stood up without any injuries. Moreover, his bullets could leave dents on another pair of armor before, but let alone dents, there was no trace of scratches on this pair of armor.

Is there really anyone who puts such great effort into armor? And this is the case with this level of alchemy material?

With such a strong material, even if the alchemists just get a little, they will be excited and crazy. They will definitely try their best to use all such precious materials on the blade to cause greater damage to the dragons.

But the other party actually made all the armor like a waste of resources? There must be a limit to luxury?

Lu Mingfei slowly stood up, and Henkel's bullet did hurt him, and even through the armor, he did not remove all his strength.

But now Lu Mingfei has been bathed in the dragon blood by Lao Tang himself. It is the first generation of dragon blood. When it drips on the torso of the bronze throne, it will directly remove a layer of skin, rot away the flesh and blood, and wisps of corrosive white smoke will emerge.

However, the effect is quite outstanding. Old Tang said that his normal defense may be close to the level of the third generation species, and after opening the Bronze Royal Seal, he may be able to reach the physical strength of the next generation species.

Lu Mingfei stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he had never met Henkel, but he just vaguely heard that the principal had an opponent with a double revolver, and the cowboy was not welcomed by the vice principal who was also a cowboy.

In fact, Lu Mingfei can now be called the cowboy of the new era, although his M500 was burned into a piece of scrap iron by Lao Tang when he was in Lake Yufura.

He turned his wrists, and under the sunlight, Chunjun and Juque's blades emitted a bright cold light.
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