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Chapter 347 [Not burning in vain! 】(2/2)

Once you taste the days of a man and a wealthy person, you will never be able to forget them completely.

Thinking of this, Anthony sneered, "Okay, I am a person with a grudge. All the guests here can go away...Darling Chen, don't use any tricks. If you dare... Humph, my subordinates' swords don't know anyone!"

Chen Daolin smiled instead and pointed at Anthony: "Are you crazy? I just kindly don't want to hurt innocent people, but you threaten me with the people here? Are you brain broken? I don't know any of the people here. Even if you threaten me with their lives, is it useful? Let people go quickly and when the people here leave, I can teach you a good lesson."

"Hard-mouthed!" Although Chen Daolin spoke harshly, Anthony felt relieved and whispered a few words to the people around him. Soon the guests were driven away and went out of the yard.

Anthony was not afraid of these people going out to report to the officials - he came for Chen Daolin anyway, and he caught Chen Daolin, and he himself wanted to report to the officials to receive rewards. Anyway, he had not done anything wrong.

These guests were like being amnesty and shouted, and then quickly fled from the yard under the robbers' drive. They were a little anxious to run. After going out, they even didn't even want their own horses and carriages, and ran along the road towards the town.

In this villa, there were only three members of the Baron's family, father and son.

What surprised Chen Daolin was that the Baron Pierre was hard and had no intention of leaving. Instead, he held his "noodles" mistress and stood beside Chen Daolin.

"Huh? Lord Baron, why haven't you left?" Chen Daolin was a little helpless: "This is a personal grudge, you..."

Although Baron Pierre was old, he had a sense of aura on his face at this moment. He glared at Anthony fiercely and said coldly: "Mr. Allen Yeager, I don't care about your personal grudges! First, this is my home. These bastards broke into my home and wanted to hurt my guests. If I ran away, will my face and dignity be still there? Humph! Second... These people hurt my guards. If I leave now, then my Pierre's house will become a laughing stock in the future!"

Huh? Hey, he is a man!

Chen Daolin gave the tough baron a thumbs up, and then smiled and said, "You'll be by my side in a while and don't leave. As for the others... I will give you an explanation." After a pause, he laughed in a low voice: "Actually... I'm sorry, this Alan Yeagel is not my real name, and there is no need to hide it from you now."

The Baron looked at Chen Daolin deeply and shut up.

Seeing that the other courtyard had been cleared, the people Anthony brought to close the gate again.

He stared at Chen Daolin fiercely: "Okay! Darling. Now, what are you capable of! Humph, the guard beside you is pretty good, but with him alone, you can't imagine going out alive today!"

As he said that, he waved his hand and a few figures quickly appeared from the treetops on the courtyard wall, and the sharp crossbow pointed at the courtyard.

"You saw it. I have prepared a few strong bows outside! If you are not afraid of death, just rush out!"

Chen Daolin raised his head and sighed, muttering: "Is this kind of idiot behavior that is used to show off all his trump cards while making ruthless words, is it a common problem for villains..."

As he said that, he suddenly raised his head and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Anthony, before starting the move, can I say a few words?"

"Ha! Death is coming, do you want to beg for mercy? Don't worry, if you are willing to surrender, I can save your life and take you to the imperial capital to receive a reward!"

Chen Daolin shook his head and muttered in a low voice: "I'm really sick..."

Then he raised his head and said, "I'm just curious. When you were in the imperial capital, I didn't use magic, but only martial arts, and you could no longer beat me. Today, I have a guard with high martial arts skills. Why do you think you can handle me?"

As he said that, he deliberately paused. As if he suddenly realized, he smiled and said, "I know, you have dozens of helpers around you now. Look at your subordinates, they are not like trash, and they all look like they are good. Well, you planned to fight from the beginning, right? Not bad, I'm not scolding you, sometimes you have to be shameless, otherwise you really can't make it. Well, I know, you must be thinking like this, right? You are so good at martial arts, you are rushing up to fight with a group of people, so close, so small space, and a few strong bows lying around...

Even if I have this warrior entourage around me, with the strength of your Anthony Martial Arts Championship champion and a group of subordinates, they are enough to cut us into meat paste... Even if I am still a magician, but with your Anthony's eyes, you have seen the world in the imperial capital, not the kind of country buns. You must also know that magicians must chant spells when casting magic. With such a small space, you have so many people, even if you rush forward, even a magician has no chance to chant spells. If the chanting spell is interrupted, the magic will not be cast, so... you are 70% or 80% sure you can take me down, right?"

Anthony looked arrogant: "The entourage beside you is very powerful. I have miscalculated it, but even so, I don't believe that you two can withstand so many brothers here!"

The people in the mercenary group have far more combat power than ordinary soldiers than individuals. Those who can mingle in the mercenary group are at least those with formal samurai levels, and the weakest one must be a low-level samurai.

Anthony was very confident in this regard.

Chen Daolin smiled.

He gently pulled Lamontoya, and then calmly asked the people around him to stand as close as possible.

Finally, Brother Daling sighed: "I am the kindest person, but I really don't want to kill too much, so I'm going to let you go away the guests, so I don't want to kill too much. Thank you for cooperating with me so much."

He paused, and he looked at Anthony with a smile. At this moment, Anthony looked at Chen Daolin's familiar smile, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart!

Then Chen Daolin whispered: "I will teach you a good person... Not all magicians need to chant spells when casting magic!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud bang!

A ball of black light mixed with the faint luster of metal suddenly surged out of the ring between Chen Daolin's fingers! This ball of light turned into a black storm, which actually directly enveloped Chen Daolin and the people around him. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a metallic light...

Hum? It looks like a turtle shell!

This was like a full metal shell, which directly enveloped Chen Daolin and others!

Draw the ground into a prison!

This is the most skillful defensive spell that Chen Daolin used!

When I saw this spell, it was not Anthony who was moved first, but... Montoya!

Montoya's eyes were red! Then he widened his eyes and stared at Chen Daolin leaning behind him!

Thinking back to the beginning, Montoya led a group of church dead soldiers to assassinate the former Real Madrid. Montoya was in the street and fucked the entire team of elite Red Feather Cavalry in one breath. In the end, Chen Daolin, the damn metal turtle shell, was blocked in front of him!

With a powerful general like Montoya, he tried his best and returned home in front of Chen Daolin's "metal turtle shell" and failed!

The most powerful thing about this spell is that Chen Daolin can turn the metal material stored in his carry-on ring into his own metal shell!

This magician is a simple physical defense type and has no defensive magic. It can be used to deal with Anthony's samurai opponents. It is the most suitable one.

At the beginning, Chen Daolin had just reserved a lot of scrap copper and iron in the ring, which had already made Montoya, a high-level warrior, unable to do anything.

Now, don’t forget...Darling’s ring contains a large amount of modern smelted steel that he bought from several steel mills in the real world! They are all reserved in tons and tons!!

...

When Chen Daolin finished speaking the last word, Anthony instinctively realized something was wrong. He subconsciously rushed forward, holding the axe in his hand high and landed it fiercely!

But the metal storm in front of Chen Daolin was too rapid!!

The magic spell passed down from the old Taoist priest Dou Meng. It is not the magic of this world. There is no need to recite any spells when casting this spell.

Although Anthony pounced hard, he was bounced back by the powerful metal storm just a few steps forward!

When he stood firm, Chen Daolin and others in front of him were all shrouded in a circular metal shell with a diameter of three or five meters!!

A circle of metal walls with black dust directly protected all his targets!

Anthony's eyes turned red. He roared, raised his battle axe and pounced on him. The battle axe in his hand had already burst out with a hot fighting spirit!

when!!!!

With this axe slashed with hatred, Anthony had already used tenths of his power!

But the axe only left a deep white mark on the metal exterior wall! But as Anthony took a deep breath, the white mark automatically healed!!

"Let him cut it!" Chen Daolin smiled at the people around him, "The steel reserved in my ring is enough for him to cut it for a while. If he can cut open this circle of walls before dawn, I will kneel down and sing to him to conquer!"

Baron Pierre's family of three were already shocked, and they opened their mouths and stared at Chen Daolin with their words.

Montoya looked at Chen Daolin with red eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "It was your spell that caused me to lose so many elite subordinates!"

Chen Daolin laughed: "One time and another time. Montoya, such a powerful spell is now standing on your side. Isn't it a great pleasure?"

Montoya snorted angrily, but gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a defensive spell! No matter how strong the castle is, there will always be times when it's conquered! There are dozens of people here, none of which are weak hands! They all surge up and scramble to the swords. Even if it's a wall of iron, there will always be times when it's splitting! Darlingchen, is this your way? It's so stupid!! We are now trapped here! There's no chance to run away!!"

Indeed, Montoya's words are correct.

When he returned in vain against Chen Daolin's "turtle shell" because he was racing against time during the assassination. Seeing the imperial guards beside the emperor surrounded him, he had no choice but to retreat.

If no one threatens beside him, Montoya will let go of his worries and cut them with no worries, what kind of iron wall will be like? In front of a high-level warrior, if you spend some time, how can you not cut them open?!

This Anthony's martial arts are already very weak. Montoya fought with him for a while, and thought that even if the opponent's martial arts were not stronger than him, they might not be much weaker.

Just sitting there and having someone chop it, this method is so stupid!

Sure enough, I heard Anthony roaring outside, and the axe slammed hard on the metal exterior wall, making the turtle's shell tremble faintly for a moment.

As Anthony roared angrily, all the mercenaries in the yard surrounded him, swords, axes, hammers, etc., all fell like raindrops!

According to this trend, no matter how strong the metal shell is, it will only take more time to knock it open.

Chen Daolin ignored Montoya's questioning and turned his head to look at the Baron. His tone became very strange: "That... Lord Baron, I have something to ask you."

"ah?"

"That... if you rebuild a villa, it wouldn't cost much, right?"

"…uh?" the Baron widened his eyes.

Chen Daolin stretched out his right hand with a smirk and snapped his fingers gently.

Bang!

A small flame quickly burst out from his fingertips.

The metal shell was originally dark, but then Chen Daolin was already kissing the elf beside him quickly and laughed softly: "Baby, do you remember the fire in the fireplace a few days ago when I was at home? It seems now..."

Under the fire, Chen Daolin's facial expression became a little gloomy and terrifying:

“…It’s really not in vain!”

He leaned over and blew a sigh of relief on the flames at his fingertips...

...

boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In the dark night, a ball of fire suddenly soared into the sky!

The flame swept open instantly like a wave that came alive!!

If you look from a distance, the baron's house next to the woods at your fingertips will suddenly be shrouded in a sea of ​​fire!

At night, the fire was particularly eye-catching, just like... a huge flower of flame spread out on the originally black ground!!
Chapter completed!
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