The townsmen all looked at the boy walking out of the town, and were silent for a moment.

The old hunter Nolan was stunned for a while, then yelled in anger: "Stupid brat, why are you doing here? Why don't you run away!"

As soon as he shouted, a soldier beside him raised the sword in his hand and slashed at him with one sword.

But he didn't cut it, and a hardwood arrow flew from the bottom of the mountain, which just hit the soldier's hand.

The soldier had a thick cowhide guard in his hand, blocking the wooden arrow, but it did not block the strength of the wooden arrow. The back of his hand was hit hard, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow. He couldn't help but exhaled, and the sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a "clang".

Seeing this scene, Brand said disdainfully: "It's a good idea."

His father, Old Sir, responded, "This guy has great arrow skills and has killed many soldiers in the castle."

Brand smiled coldly: "No matter how powerful it is, it is just a pariah. Such broken wooden arrows will only hit the rabbit!"

As soon as he pulled the reins, he rode his horse and ran towards Devin not far away.

With the momentum of tilting the hillside, after only a dozen meters of running, his horse increased his speed to the extreme.

A white light shone on the knight's sword, and the light was only slightly stronger than the mute servant. However, if the rush of the war horse and the exquisite equipment throughout the body were added, the knight could exert several times the combat power that the mute servant could exert.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, the earth was trembling, and the people who watched this scene were also trembling in their hearts.

The knight's charge was extremely wild.

Nolan closed his eyes, and he poured a lot of effort into Devin, unable to bear to watch him being killed in front of him.

At the foot of the mountain, Devin threw the longbow in his hand aside. For the knight in this armor, the bow and arrow had completely lost its threat.

He took out the wood-cutting axe tied around his waist that had been used for ten years, held it tightly, and stared at the knights who were rushing towards him without blinking.

Devin was ready to die, and even he himself didn't think he could block the opponent's thunder attack.

Unconsciously, his breathing became deeper, and his heartbeat became deeper again.

The scorching breath in his body surged out again, this time even stronger than when chasing the mute servant.

In his feeling, his body seemed to be on fire, and his whole body was burning.

The wooden handle of the axe in his hand made a creaking sound, which could not withstand the power in his hand.

In German's eyes, the knight's movements seemed to slow down, and each movement details were very clear.

Of course, he did not stand in place and let the other direction charge himself, and he began to run sideways.

The knight in the charge of the horse also adjusted his direction as soon as possible. His charge trajectory became an arc and his speed decreased.

But Brand didn't care at all. In his heart, even if he didn't charge, he could easily kill this kid!

The old jazz laughed: "Look at this poor worm, he is about to be crushed to death!"

This situation is like a giant dragon chasing a small rabbit. This kid will undoubtedly die. Now it is just a struggle before his death.

Many townsmen either turned their heads or closed their eyes, unable to bear to see this tragic scene.

The distance between the two sides is quickly getting closer.

Soon, Brand arrived at Devin, swung the heavy sword in his hand, drew an arc, causing a strong wind, and slashed towards the boy's head.

Devin suddenly stood up and met the axe in his hand fearlessly.

He had not received any regular warrior training, and the skills he used were exactly the same as those when chopping wood. When the opponent swung his sword, he cut the opponent's sword.

It means cutting wherever you are, and never failing. This is the achievement of German practice for ten years.

At this time, he had already let go of life and death and used all the power in his body! The ordinary wood-cutting axe cut through the air, making a sound like tearing a rag.

But this terrifying sound was covered by the sound of horse hooves, and no one noticed the huge force contained in the axe.

Brand sneered, the sound from the cold helmet was cold and filled with thick mockery.

This is really a way to seek death, the rats standing in front of the elephant are just talking about this untouchable!

He drew an arc in his heavy sword in his hand, and the direction changed subtly. He avoided the other party's axe and continued to slash towards the other party's body.

His giant sword was much longer than the opponent's axe. He believed that his sword could split the opponent in half, but the opponent's axe could not touch his body.

But the next moment, something unexpected happened.

He had obviously avoided it, but the sword in his hand threw it away and collided with the axe. Mars splashed out, making a thunderous sound of gold and iron attack.

The boy's body flew out seven or eight meters away like a kite on the ground, and fell hard on the grass, becoming a rolling gourd.

This result was expected by everyone.

But what made everyone's eyes widen was that Knight Brand was hit and his rush was stopped!

The war horse stopped, and the huge body paused for a moment, but failed to stand firmly, and took two steps back.

Brand's heart was full of horror. This kid's strength was really terrible. The moment just now, his arms were numb.

Fortunately, he was taking advantage of the momentum of the war horses to charge, and if he was on the ground, he might not be able to beat him.

On the grass, Dewen finally stopped. He felt the internal organs of his body were so painful that he could not lift up a trace of strength, as if he had fallen apart.

But what made him happy was that the anger in his body did not have any weak momentum, but instead became more and more vigorous, recovering his injuries at an unimaginable speed.

The strength quickly returned to his body. In Devin's sense, as long as he was given ten seconds, he could gather enough strength to fight the horse's knight again head-on.

However, the other party was not ready to give him time to recover.

As soon as Brand stabilized his horse, he immediately rushed towards the boy on the grass. He could see that the boy was injured after suffering the blow just now.

Just add another sword and you can send him to hell!

But at this moment, a woman's scream came from the direction of the castle gate.

A maid ran out of the castle gate and shouted, "No, it's on fire, it's on fire!"

The maid's voice sounded very shrill, almost in the bottom of the sky, her face was covered with black and gray. In the direction of the castle, black smoke rolled up. Judging from the momentum, it was definitely a fire.

The old sir immediately shouted in pain: "My castle! My property!"

He broke free from Giovanni's support and rushed back to the castle desperately. The townsmen also looked over, and many people showed gloating expressions on their faces.

Look, this old guy has been retribution!

For a moment, no one paid attention to the whereabouts of the maid who reported the news.

Brand's heart was shocked suddenly, and he couldn't help but look back and trembled when he saw the rolling smoke.

He could not care about it, because the castle and the things inside were his most valuable property and his guarantee for his entry into the upper class of Lumba City.

If the castle burns, he will be poor.

But he forgot that he was fighting now and the horse was on the charge. After a daze, when he came to his senses again, he found that he had rushed to the front of the boy.

What's so bad is that because of his confusion, the sword in his hand suddenly lost its composition and its power was reduced by half.

What's even more fatal, the other party took advantage of his distraction and shrank his body and avoided his sword. Without stopping, he cut the horse's legs with an axe.

With a "wrong pounce", the horse's legs fell to the ground, the war horse neighed miserably, lost its balance, and fell out with the horse's knight.

Brand was shocked and had no time to reach out and slap the horse's back, and jumped off the horse's back in a hurry.

Dewen was unreasonable and refused to forgive him. His strength also recovered most of his strength. While the other party was in mid-air and his body was unstable, he raised his hand and chopped him with an axe.

This time, he cut down not Brand's sword, but his head!

Suddenly, Brand felt the terrifying wind pressure that was exactly the same as the mute servant before, and his heart was full of chill.

It is actually so powerful that no wonder he can forcefully stop his horse.

Brand's training played a role, and when he could not help, he could not help, he blocked the axe that the opponent had slashed.

With a "clang" sound, a terrifying huge force came from the sword. Brand was already in mid-air and was chopped five or six meters away by this.

At the same time, the broken-legged war horse also fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

The people on the hillside were attracted by the movement and turned their heads again. After seeing everything in front of them clearly, they couldn't help but scream.

No one expected this result to happen. The powerful knight was broken by a firewood-cutting axe by a rural boy in just two rounds.

The butler Giovanni was the first to react and yelled at the archers beside him: "Look at what, shoot that guy to death!"

The sound woke the archers, and they all set their bows and arrows to aim at the boy. But they found that the boy was extremely fast and could not aim at the boy with the body of the knight.

Devin had completely exasperated himself. He would never give the enemy any time to breathe and rest, and rushed towards Brand violently.

Brand flew out and fell on the grass. The huge force on his body had not disappeared. He retreated repeatedly and could not stand firmly. The flat grass was stepped on by his steel boots and two deep lines of footprints.

A black shadow appeared in front of him again, which was German rushing up.

What came with Devin was the axe that he chopped off from his hand.

Brand complained in his heart, and could only block the giant sword again. With a "clang" and sparks flew everywhere, causing him to sit down to the ground.

He was completely confused, his arms trembled violently, his hands were sore and numb, and he had lost his power of resistance.

Devin showed no mercy and slashed down again. He had to kill this guy to death today!

Brand was cut to the point of losing his temper, so he could only roar with powerlessness and used his strength to block it again.

He just hopes that he can insist on his soldiers coming to save him!

But this time, he didn't block it. The giant sword in his hand was pressed down by the opponent's rudely, and the wide sword ridge slapped heavily on his helmet, making a huge muffled sound.

After being hit hard, Brand was shocked all over, and then he fell to the ground weakly, and the sword in his hand was released, leaving no movement.

He fainted.

As soon as he saw that the other party had lost resistance, Devin immediately walked forward, took off the other party's helmet, grabbed the guy's hair, and pulled his body up.

He hid behind Brand, put the axe rack around Brand's neck, and shouted at the archer on the hillside: "Cross the bow, otherwise I will chop his head!"

At this moment, his face was covered with blood splashed from horse legs, his face was ferocious and wild, and he was still holding Brand's life in his hand, which immediately shocked the old sir.

Of course, the archers did not dare to take the risk of Brand's life, and they all broke the bows in their hands into two pieces.

Devin laughed out loud, feeling extremely happy. It was so favored by the gods that he encountered such a good thing as a fire in the castle. It was really time for the maid to report the news.
Chapter completed!