I Am the Fifth of the Four Demon Kings

Chapter 339

Lu Ming nodded and didn't comment on Phil hilu's words, but the next moment, a surprise happened to the blonde princess.

The sword in the old man's hand suddenly flashed a strong magic light. He took advantage of the opportunity to strike directly at the sword in bevar's hand and stabbed the young soldier in the arm.

"His strength is still higher than that of beva?"

Seeing this, Philo was a little shocked.

Who is beva? They were the soldiers of the holy clan. The soldiers of the holy clan were generally more powerful than those of other clans.

And in front of beva, or one of them is quite powerful, otherwise she will not repeatedly let beva hand, the reason is not to believe in his strength.

I didn't expect that now beva was injured by an old man who was over sixty years old with a tired face, which made it difficult for Phil hilu to accept.

Fortunately, after Beiwa was stabbed by the old man, his reaction was not slow. He quickly stepped back and avoided the next fatal blow.

At the same time, the fighting on the other side of the field has brought earth shaking changes to the situation.

Rhodala rushed to the Lord's front and back, then swung his head with a sword. The other side gave a hasty protection, and his arms were smashed.

"Ah

After the middle-aged Lord's arm was broken, he immediately bent down in pain and covered his right hand. His eyes suddenly turned red and looked extremely painful.

After all, rodala is a Saint warrior, whose status is far higher than that of a warrior. How can the Lord of a small clan resist the magic in his hand.

When the middle-aged Lord's action, there was a flaw, rodala did not hesitate to use the sword through the other side's chest.

After all, the two clans are at war. Once the Lord dies, their clan will undoubtedly be the loser, and the territory will be swallowed by the enemy.

Therefore, the most common way in the war is to take the lead in killing the other party's Lord when the clan is fighting. Rodala will not hesitate to see the chance to kill the other party's Lord.

And the Lord will not live after his chest is pierced by a big sword.

He looked down in disbelief at the sword that pierced his chest. It seemed that he didn't expect that his life would end here. Without waiting for him to raise his head, his body would slowly fall to the side and lose its vitality.

"Lord!"

After the Lord fell down, the housekeeper like old man on the other side found this scene.

Then, like crazy, he threw down his sword and rushed up to him.

So much so that beva, who could have been killed by him, did not take care of him any more.

After escaping from the old man's sword, beva also had an incredible feeling, and then could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lord, Lord..."

On the other side, the old man looked at the Lord who had been motionless and squatted down slowly. His eyes were still a little dazed, and his lips were trembling, as if he didn't want to believe that the scene in front of him was true.

He did not expect that the Lord of his own family would die under the hands of the other party in a meeting.

The old man slowly covered the Lord's eyes with his hand. His face was sad and unbelievable, which made the wrinkled face look worried.

In an instant, he burst into tears, holding the body of the Lord on the ground, and could not help crying:

"I'm sorry... Lord, I didn't protect you. If I can help you resist them for a while..."

After a pause, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he burst into tears

"I'm sorry to the old lord... Before his death, the old lord entrusted you to me to help you become a new Lord, but you never like to manage the territory

"I wanted to give up my territory. After all, you are the descendant of the old lord. As long as you can have a good time, I will be satisfied. I didn't expect that in the end..."

"Even you can't keep it..."

When the old man cried to the end, he buried his head deeply in the chest of the corpse and sobbed silently. It seemed that he really felt heartache.

Lu Ming and Phil hilu and others, watching the scene did not speak, but on the other side, the old man was injured by beva is to take the opportunity to come back.

Seeing his return, Philo's expression showed a trace of seriousness and asked:

"Beva, what is the strength of that old man?"

She really wanted to know about this problem. After all, this man could hurt beva in a few rounds with an old and frail body, which means that there is a big gap between them.

She had a guess about the strength of the old man in her heart, but she was not sure, waiting for beva's confirmation.

In response, beva gave a wry smile and replied:

"The strength of that old man is absolutely superior to me. I'm afraid that when he was young, he was a soldier, and there was no doubt that he was elite..."

"Elite soldiers..."

Hearing beva's confirmation, Philo couldn't help looking surprised.

The so-called elite soldiers are the elite soldiers who surpass the ordinary level. They are the strongest among the soldiers. If these people go up, that is the level of the warrior.

"If I didn't feel wrong before, the magic power of the Lord should also be the elite soldier level..."

So Phil hilu's face became cautious.

Although the old man's magic smell was not exposed so much in the just battle that she didn't realize the real level of the other party, she could feel the Lord who broke out magic at the beginning.

That's unquestionably the strength of a warrior.

When she thought about it, she couldn't help looking at the corpse lying on the ground and the old man crying with it. She said to herself:

"It's a pity that such resources are enough for this clan to develop into a large clan..."

"It's a pity that it's all destroyed in the hands of this useless Lord."

Phil hilu said, shaking her head. She didn't like this kind of person who had mastered the powerful power but didn't know how to use it well.

But when her words reached the old man's ears, they made him angry and even clenched his fist.

But a moment later, he suddenly sighed, gently wiped his tears, some decadent way:

"Forget it, I'm not qualified to say anything about it now..."

"Take it as my punishment for indulging you for so many years..."

The old man looked at his Lord's body, then slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist.

"For this reason, I can only apologize by death."

After that, he closed his eyes, drew the dagger between his neck and fell into the pool of blood with his Lord.

On his deathbed, he didn't fight any more. After all, the LORD he was loyal to was dead, and what he did was meaningless.

What's more, he knows he can't beat a man who can kill his Lord in front of him, so he chose a better way to die.

As soon as the old man dies, it means that the clan in front of him has completely lost its fighting power. Now we are waiting for Lu Ming to put his flag here.

To this end, Felix turns her head and forgets what happened behind her. Then she looks at Lu Ming with a smile and says to him:

"Then, this territory is yours from now on, my Lord."

Phil hilu's mouth, with a hint of playfulness.

There is another meaning in her words, which is to comply with the previous agreement. From now on, she and her attendants have successfully joined Lu Ming's clan.