Edge of the Apocalypse

Yazini didn't find it strange that the other party had uttered such a clear name. She used a false name of "Jennifer" in front of Wyft, and it would be strange if the young knight could not find her real name. Yazini rolled her eyes and did not answer. She struggled to straighten her chest, and the fingers hanging at the hem of her skirt, consciously or unconsciously, raised the shortened skirt, so as to make her straight legs stand out even more.

As an assassin, she had to learn not only how to kill, but also how to seduce men. This was the patent and advantage of female assassins. Yazini knew very well when to take out this ability, such as now.

Ellen looked at her blurry eyes and couldn't help but laugh, "Miss Yazini, you know there's no shortage of women by my side." Someone with a better figure, a prettier face, and younger age than you. Not to mention the person behind you, she has a lot more flavor than you. So I advise you, if you have the time to tease me, why don't you think about it and leave the truth behind? Or leave behind a corpse? "

Yazini felt bitter in her heart.

This young man's mouth was really poisonous. When she gave Wyft a coquettish glance, the old man would immediately hold her toes and lick them like dogs. But in the eyes of this young knight, she had actually become worthless. '"Sir Alan, aren't you being too domineering? You should also be able to guess that there are some big shots behind me. Or if you pretend that nothing happened tonight, then in the future, when you encounter difficulties, that lord will definitely help you secretly. Isn't it better than being so embarrassed?" She sighed softly.

Ellen laughed heartlessly, pointing at Azni and shaking his head, "That's ridiculous, Miss Azni. There's no need for me to remind you. You should know that this is the Light Ridge, my territory. In my own territory, I can be as tyrannical as I want. Do I still need to ask you for instructions? What nonsense are you talking about secretly helping me? Do you think I don't know what those so-called big shots are thinking? Since you can make a beauty and assassin like you get close to Wyft, you can also help him change his mind. Wasn't he trying to infiltrate my territory through Wyft? Such a man is kind enough not to hit me when I'm in trouble, and I'm counting on him to help me? "

"Miss Yazini, don't think of me as an old fool like Wyft."

Yazini was slightly uneasy. The young man was much more troublesome than she had imagined. "Well," she smiled, "if you know who my master is, what can you do? My master is not someone you can afford to offend as a little viscount."

"Is that so?" Alan said calmly, "Let me guess." Those big shots in the Northern Capital probably don't like my little possessions. Their hands aren't that long, and they won't even see me as a small shoe. "Then your master should be from the Southern Region. As for the Southern Region, Marquis Iron Spear Hoey deserves my attention. Apart from him, I really can't think of any important person that I can't afford to offend."

"Not only are you overbearing, you are also arrogant." Yazini said coldly, "Could it be that there is only one Iron Spear Hoey as a Marquis in the South? Isn't Lord Alan too ignorant?"

Allen shook his head. "You don't understand. I don't value Hoey as a Marquis. I respect his bravery in blocking an army of the Duchy of Shadows by himself. Yes, there are Marquises in the South, but among Marquises, there is only Hoey the Iron Spear!"

"Other … what is it?"

Yazini's pupils shrank as she grasped the young viscount's thoughts. He wanted to know who his master was, not to assess whether he could afford to offend, but to wait for revenge after confirming his target. Since there were no marquises in the Southern Region other than Hoey, who would he put in his eyes?

Such arrogance?

Alan narrowed his eyes and gently moved his fingers on both sides. "Don't think about stalling for time. Who else can save you now?" He said. The commander of the city guard? "I'm sorry, he probably won't get out of bed until he lies down for ten days and a half months. Besides, he has already been thrown into prison. He has seventeen or eighteen iron locks tied to his body, so it's even more impossible for him to break free even if he rests normally."

"Miss Yazini, my patience is limited. I'll give you three last seconds to consider."

"I'm sorry, you know that killers don't have room to think about it." Yazini said straightforwardly. She lowered her center of gravity slightly and the daggers on both sides of her legs jumped into her hands. A cold and determined killing intent rushed out from her body, surging.

On the other side of the road, Laura's sword lightly left the ground. He paused for a moment, but then leaned on it again, because Alan waved his hand.

Ellen flicked his hand and pointed at the dust that had been pulled over by the murderous aura. He nodded and said, "You have surpassed Weiftedor in terms of loyalty. With this alone, I will personally send you on your way tonight."

Naturally, this journey was not to send them out of the city gate, but to go straight to hell.

Yazini smiled faintly, "With your level 19 strength?"

Alan said ambiguously, "With my fists."

Azni frowned. It was not that she hadn't gathered any information about the young knight. Ever since he became Count Ouban's subordinate, Yu Yu had attacked and killed Baron Hungry Wolf Duruf at night. The final battle ended when he killed Daniel, the viscount of strength, as the end of the battle between Ark Harbor and the unicorn territory. Azni had seen Allen's battle prowess and analysis more than a hundred times.

Regardless of the battle report, it showed that Allen used a saber instead of a fist. But now, this man did not have a sword on him. Could it be that his saber and fist were two peerless?

This possibility is too small.

Yazini narrowed her eyes and said, "Where's Sir Alan's knife?"

Alan seemed to have just remembered about using his saber. He held his forehead and said, "I forgot to bring it with me."

An insincere remark.

Yazini took a deep breath and no longer bothered about whether Alan used a knife or a fist. In any case, she could either force the knight away and flee the city by herself. Either you die here, the life of an assassin can sometimes be very simple.

When she took another breath, Azni moved.

It transformed into a red streak of light and rushed in a straight line!

The female assassin walked barefoot, dust and smoke forming a line, surging backwards.

Alan's figure continued to expand.

Yazini had already simulated Alan's possible countermeasure in her mind. The dagger in her hand buzzed gently, and every time it buzzed, it would break the trap and kill him.

But Alan didn't move. He just stood there, giving Azni a thousand tricks, but it was useless.

The distance between the two of them quickly shortened.

When there was only one line left, Yazini took the initiative to attack, but in the situation, she became passive.

It was all because of Alan's motionlessness.

But when she moved, Alan followed suit.

The dagger in the woman's hand pierced through the air, and the tip of the blade pulled a faint ray of light towards Alan's lower abdomen. Once she succeeded, the dagger would go up and leave a fatal wound on Allen's body. Alan didn't want to be ripped open, so he tilted his body slightly as Yazini wanted and punched the woman's dagger.

Yazini smiled.

This punch was expected.

However, she immediately couldn't laugh.

The fierce punch from the dagger made her mistaken that she had been hit by a mountain peak. The exceptionally heavy punch made Yazini's abacus, who originally wanted to borrow the force to float up to the left building and escape the battlefield by relying on her speed and strange movements, miss. The fist collided with the dagger, causing the dagger to vibrate violently. The woman's tiger's mouth exploded and she was no longer able to hold the dagger, and the dagger flew out. Not only did she not have the slightest bit of strength to borrow, she was actually knocked around by the enormous force.

She spins. Alan spins.

Alan circled around and drew a circle with his other hand.

A surge of air surged out from beneath his feet, and the surge spread out, causing a clamor to rise in all directions!

A powerful iron fist swept across Yazini's body. The woman screamed and flew backwards. She crashed into the low house beside the road and flew out from the other side of the room.

The cottage collapsed with a thunderous rumble, and someone inside shouted for help.

An awkward expression flashed across Alan's face as he shouted to Laura, "Help me." Then, he paused and stepped on a small crack. He directly jumped over the cottage and landed on another street, heading towards Azni, who was struggling to get up from the road.

Azni was covered in blood.

Her arm, which had blocked Alan's punch, was broken and bleeding. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she laughed miserably. This man did not even use his Origin Energy, nor did he even release his Qi. With just a single punch from his physical body, she was seriously injured. Even though Yazini wasn't good at defending, her physical strength wasn't low.

If he still couldn't block a punch like this, how terrifying would the young knight's punch be?

Alan looked at the woman on the ground.

Originally, he wanted to borrow Yazini to test the ability of the female giant Karin, but he didn't want this killer to not even have the qualifications to try it out, and was immediately severely injured by his punch. After killing Karin in the Death Star Base, through the inheritance of the Burning Blood Road, Karin's ability was no longer a secret in Alan's eyes. The female giant's ability was to control her bones, just like how she had killed Seglos to obtain part of his shadow power. The ability to obtain Karin this time was also incomplete. Alan was unable to control her opponent's bones in such a way that she could kill invisible people. However, he could freely manipulate his own bones, even though he could only do simple lightening or partial reconstitution of his bones.

At that time, Karin was able to avoid Fudin's fatal shot because she activated her lightweight ability, causing her weight to plummet, causing Feidin to misjudge. Otherwise, how could she avoid the Shooter's killing move? As for the partial reconstitution, it was reflected in Alan's previous two fists. If he cut open the muscles in Alan's hands, he could see that his bones were not normal gray-white, but black with strands of gold wrapped around them.

The heavier the object, the greater the force it could generate. This was the most normal law of physics. Allen had never thought that his two fists would almost kill Yazini, the assassin, after being partially heavily refined.

He sighed softly, thinking that if he wanted to find someone to test his abilities, he would probably have to find the Earl's battle prowess. As for those below Level 20, they would probably be able to kill them all with just a pair of iron fists!