Volume 3: Dramatic Changes in Life Chapter 125: Father-in-law’s Visit (3)

Style: Fantasy Author: black sheep 44Words: 1181Update Time: 24/01/13 04:17:16
"I am Arthur Pandagon, the one who took your life!"

What?

Arthur? Arthur Pandagon?

Isn't this my father-in-law's name?

George glanced back slightly. When he saw his mother-in-law's uncontrollable smirk behind the solid defensive barrier, George belatedly realized that he had been tricked by his dear mother-in-law.

"After testing your sincerity, it will be a fight, right? Then my son-in-law will accompany you to the end!"

Although Arthur's clear voice was like a mountain spring falling to the ground, George only felt that the battle horn in his heart had already sounded! Although the overly handsome man in front of him is his father-in-law, since the other party has already assumed an offensive posture, he has no choice but to use his sword to speak!

George's thoughts turned, and the power of flames instantly wrapped around the blade of the sword and the panel of the shield. Although the sword and shield were originally only first-level armaments, with the blessing of the power of flames, they temporarily had a weapon that could rival third-level magic. The attack power of the weapon, and the defense power against the third-level magic weapon.

Of course, as a price, these two weapons can no longer escape the fate of becoming disposable consumables. It is common for weapons to be damaged in this level of battle.

"Let my sword gain your approval, father-in-law!"

George took the lead in attacking, and his hot sword wind hit Arthur like a tornado of flames. Such a fierce attack was for no other reason than to force Arthur back, causing the two of them to change the battlefield. Whether it was George's flames, Neither Arthur's giant sword nor Arthur's giant sword is suitable for fighting in a small and flammable place like the study. Especially, there are two men's wives in the study, and Lova cannot be frightened now.

Seeing the flame tornado that George kept charging forward, a relieved smile appeared on Arthur's lips. He followed George's attack and retreated backwards, without any disorder in his retreating pace. He took dozens of steps back and moved from the study to the courtyard outside. After Arthur repeatedly confirmed that this distance would not hurt his wife and daughter so easily, he began to truly fight back.

"Cang!" The deafening sound of gold and iron clashing, and a shock wave stronger than the first confrontation, erupted from the contact point between the giant sword and the long sword, shaking the flowers and plants in the entire courtyard to the ground. This was just the first blow between the two, and the originally exquisite courtyard was completely destroyed.

"Damn it, Lova likes to sing in this courtyard the most!" George muttered subconsciously, and without stopping, the tongue of fire on the long sword became strong again and slashed at Arthur.

"I will pay for it!"

Arthur took George's words seriously, and the giant sword and holy fighting spirit in his hand met George's long sword and flames without any timidity. Just because of the difference in strength, George was knocked away by Arthur. Arthur's Holy Fighting Qi narrowly missed George and cut the big tree in the center of the courtyard behind George into two.

Seeing this scene, George's mouth revealed a sinister smile.

"Damn it, this tree Lova originally wanted to hang a swing on it!" This time, George deliberately told the "Knight of Justice" on the opposite side. It can be seen that his swordsmanship is the same as his person, and his every move is full of the chivalry spirit of integrity and kindness.

Since there is a gap in strength in swordsmanship, it is better to use his guilt to engage in psychological warfare to close the gap between the two.

Sure enough, the "Knight of Justice" took the bait.

"I...will also pay for it!"

This time, Arthur felt a little less confident. Although his Holy Fighting Qi could heal himself or his allies, the trees that were cut down in the middle could not be saved by life-based spells. It seemed that he had to lose face again. Please ask those The cunning druid is here to help.

“Gee, that’s Lova’s favorite bench!”

"Ah! That's the child-seeking flower planted by Luo Wa herself!"