Chapter 99 Martial Madman

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The scene of the raven priest escaping was transmitted to others through Karis's shared perception link, and the encirclement began to shrink, tightening towards the raven.

Not long after, a high-pitched dragon roar came from the sky, and then a big man in gray robe blocked the path of the raven sacrifice.

The big man couldn't help but tear off his gray robe, revealing his steel left arm. Dense dragon-patterned scales covered his left arm, and one dragon claw had turned into blood red.

"Iron Flame Fighting Dragon!? Your Omniscient Alchemy Society wants to stop me too!?"

Tie Long licked his lips: "Raven, you crossed the line first!"

"Damn it! How dare a waste strengthened by external forces stop me! Die!"

The raven was burning with rage, bursts of death energy steaming from its body, its eyes changed from pure black to blood red, and the whole person became even weirder and more ferocious.

"Netherworld Tree Realm!" The raven roared, and the iron dragon frowned. He saw the soil suddenly flying under his feet, and black dead trees rose from the ground. In an instant, a mile-wide area was completely covered by giant black trees. occupied.

Iron Dragon: "Field? Do you think you are the only one who can do it? Lava Hell!"

As Iron Dragon shouted, the ground under his feet suddenly became soft, and the hot breath surged. After a while, the ground turned into hot lava.

Lava and black trees stand side by side. Within a mile, half is a strange and eerie forest of dead trees, and the other half is hot and terrifying lava.

Tie Long's entire left arm has turned red, like half-burned steel. Even the black wolf armor on his body has a red blood streak. The two blood streaks lie across the faintly visible wolf head on the chest of the black wolf armor. On the top, it looks like a wolf's head dripping blood, which is extremely fierce.

The iron dragon couldn't help but stepped on the lava and rushed away. The moment it stepped on, it was instantly eroded by the magma, and the black trees burned quickly under the baptism of the magma flames.

In the blink of an eye, the iron dragon has arrived in front of the raven. The iron dragon's fighting style is extremely fierce and fierce.

Raven was obviously a long-range magician. When Tielong got close to him, he was unable to release his skills for a moment and could only try his best to avoid Tielong's steel fist.

Every time Tie Long punched, he could produce special effects of fire. The scorching air had already burned the raven's face, and many of his hair were curled up and dried up.

"Mark of Death!"

Taking advantage of the gap to dodge, the raven spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood fell on Tie Long's right arm. After a while, a blood-red crow pattern appeared on Tie Long's right arm.

"Hahaha...die, die! If you get my death mark, you will die!" The raven laughed maniacally, and his eyes flashed red: "Death stare!"

The lines of blood-red crows spread rapidly on Tie Long's right arm like a virus. In an instant, his right arm became gray and gray, as if it had lost its vitality. And this was just the beginning. This gray color continued to extend, as if it wanted to swallow up all of Tie Long's body. vitality.

Tie Long is also a ruthless man. When he saw that the situation was wrong, he directly stretched out his iron dragon arm. The dragon claw grabbed his right shoulder and tore it violently. Then he saw that his right arm was torn off by the iron dragon, and bright red blood spurted out. However, The iron dragon seemed unaware of this and continued to attack the raven.

Raven frowned as she looked at the exposed metal bones and blood vessels on Iron Dragon's severed arm: "You have actually modified your body to such an extent, you lunatics!"

The raven also felt a headache for a group of monsters that couldn't feel pain. Although he and the iron dragon fought back and forth, the raven had already sensed that there were several powerful auras approaching here, and he might be surrounded if he didn't escape.

"I will spare your life today, but when we meet again tomorrow, I will definitely kill you!" Raven shouted angrily, and then waved his wand. The giant black trees around him seemed to be alive, and all the branches, vines and roots were like snakes. The iron dragons gathered together: "Dead silence entwines!"

The black dead trees in the entire field entangled the iron dragon tightly, and the remaining trees turned into cages to trap the iron dragon.

I have to say that although Raven is poor in melee combat, fortunately, he has a strong sense of combat. The purpose of setting up the Netherworld Tree Realm field from the beginning is to leave a way out for himself. If he can defeat him, he will fight. If he cannot defeat him, he will directly trap the enemy.

Iron Dragon is good at close combat, so he will definitely choose to step into the realm of the Netherworld Tree Realm in close quarters. As long as he steps in, whether to attack or escape depends entirely on Raven's preference.

Seeing that the iron dragon was trapped, the raven stopped staying and turned around to fly away.

Looking at the raven's fleeing back, Tie Long had a smile on his lips, and then he seemed to be talking to himself, or as if transmitting a message: "Idiot, do you really think you can escape? You will definitely encounter that martial arts idiot in the direction you escape... Martial madman of the Knights, the raven escaped in your direction, leave it to you! Remove two bird wings for me, and roast them for wine tonight."



On the edge of the ruins of the town, a blackened tree affected by lightning had a rein tied to it, and beside it was a handsome black horse.

On the tree trunk, a big man sat upright, with a knight's giant sword placed on his thigh. The big man's face was resolute, giving people a sense of uprightness, and the aura exuding from his body was also frightening.

The raven turned into a black crow and fled far away. It happened to arrive at the edge of the town. From a distance, it saw the big man sitting on the tree trunk. The raven hurriedly revealed its true form. At this time, the raven was still 20 meters away from the big man.

"Crazy martial artist from the Knights of the Round Table! You're here too..."

"How do you plan to fight?" Madman Wu didn't say much nonsense and started to fight.

Raven took two steps back and asked with evil eyes: "I'm very curious. This is just a conflict between us and the Welfare family. Why do the Alchemy Society and your Knights get involved? I have tolerated it again and again and never hurt you. People, why do we have to fight each other so hard! Are those who imprison God also bending their backs for money?"

"You have offended someone you shouldn't have! Although I am a registered disciple of Gu Lin Guan, but you dare to bully my junior fellow apprentice, I will definitely not let you go today!"

"Little senior brother?" Raven looked confused, "Oh my God, little senior brother, I don't even know who you are talking about... Wait, what does he mean?" "The young master from the Welfare family!? The one who came back alive from China Lucky guy!?"

"I've talked too much nonsense to you, let's have a fight!"

"Desmond, don't go too far! Although the temple is not in the UK, don't forget that the temple's foundation is stronger than your Seventh Society!"

Desmond doesn't care about the natural temple. He has only two pursuits in his life, one is the glory of knights, and the other is the peak of martial arts: "The natural temple? Haha, how much foundation do you have left after the Six Gods Rebellion? It's just relying on your back. There are only unfallen gods! How many gods have been slaughtered by those who imprison them?"

Desmond jumped off the tree trunk, mounted his horse, held the giant sword high in his hand, and the bright light gathered above the raven's head.

"Sword of Punishment! Damn it, you used divine light to imprison my actions!" Raven was shocked. He couldn't move even half an inch when he saw the huge sword with the light above his head.