Ryan carefully looked at Alysna who was lying at his feet. This dark elf was wearing a low-cut white tight robe today. Looking down from Ryan's angle, he could just see the looming and alluring sight of her chest. Alisna also knew how to use her body's advantages very well. She looked up at Ryan, inadvertently stretched out half of her tongue, and licked her lips. At the same time, there was some kind of suppressed moan coming from her nose, accompanied by With these small movements, Alisna fully activated her "natural charm" skills, hoping to affect Ryan's state of mind.
Just when Alisna thought that Ryan had been confused by her, Ryan's cold words made her body tremble slightly: "Break one of her hands." Then, before the dark elf woman could struggle, she stood The Queen of Blades behind her stepped on Alisna's right elbow. There was only a crisp click, and intense pain poured directly into Alisna's brain, interrupting her ongoing movement. "Natural charm" made her eyes darken for a while. When she saw the blurry hem of Ryan's clothes in front of her again, Ryan's voice reached her ears again: "This is your punishment for being ungrateful."
Alysna was shocked, knowing that this opponent was no ordinary person, because he could actually see through her "natural charm". However, without this skill, Alysna could still use other means to conquer a man. She lowered her head obediently, but slightly raised her amazingly curved lower body, exposing her voluptuous waist and plump buttocks to Ryan.
Then Alisna let out a suppressed moan, as if she could not bear the pain caused by the broken arm. Her body also began to tremble slightly after the moan. The movement was very small, but it was It just makes the tight robe on Alisna's body tighter on her body, thus showing Alisna's most proud body to the maximum extent.
At the same time, Alisna also moved her body slightly, making it lie slightly sideways, and then folded a pair of slender and strong legs together and clamped them tightly. The range of this series of movements was very large. Very small, but combined together, it is very easy to create a raging sense of conquest in the hearts of men who look down on her. The president of the Fortune Chamber of Commerce who loved to torture women also fell in love with Alysna Under this move,
Ryan also had to admit in his heart that the dark elf woman in front of him was really a spy who was very good at using her physical advantages. He believed that with her qualities, her status would never be too low, but this one named Alisna Although women can easily seduce men, it is almost impossible for them to have any impact on Ryan. Ryan is not a lecherous person. The more Alysna displays all kinds of seductive gestures, the more Ryan will hate her.
Seeing that breaking one of her right arms would not make the dark elf understand his current situation, Ryan waved to Helena, preparing to hand Alisna over to her for disposal. Ryan also knew that the blade The Queen is too bloodthirsty. If she continues to leave Alisna to her disposal, I am afraid that she will be turned into a pile of minced meat in three to five breaths. It is better to let Helena, the shadow priest, at least have her. With the healing spell, it is almost impossible for Alisna to die even if she wants to.
Seeing Helena standing in front of him, Ryan stretched out his hand to point to Alisna at his feet, and said: "I don't care about her life or death, I just need to know who she works for and what happened in the central area recently. Why would it be sealed up?" After saying this, Ryan thought for a while and said again: "Don't make it bloody."
"As you command, Master." Helena bowed and saluted, then grabbed Alysna who was lying on the ground and dragged her hair towards the corner next to her. No matter how charming Alysna was, she could hardly What impact might it have on Helena, who is also a woman, and Ryan's previous instructions made Alisna's heart sink even more. She struggled a few times, and was about to speak to Ryan, but the result was even worse. The severe pain passed into her mind. It turned out that Helena could not wait to start her punishment.
"Ah~" A sharp scream rang out, and then stopped abruptly. It was not that Alisna couldn't make a sound, but that Faras directly used a magic barrier to isolate Helena's location, so that No matter how loud the sound is in this space, other people outside will not be infected in any way. Everyone can just see Helena stepping on Alisna's arm and "gently" touching her fingers. Break one by one,
Fulia, who was disguised as a harpy, couldn't bear to see such a scene. She lowered her head and looked at the ground under her feet. Faras noticed Fulia's actions, and she walked over and held Fuliya's hand in a few steps. Liya's hand patted the back of her hand a few times to express comfort. Fuliya raised her head and smiled reluctantly at Faras. However, the appearance of the harpy was too ugly. Fuliya No matter how much she smiles while wearing this disguise, it will only make others feel more disgusted.
In just a few minutes, Ryan and his entourage completely controlled the entire front hall of the Sulfur Bar. Looking at the mercenaries lying dead on the ground and the guests sitting obediently in their seats, Ryan turned his gaze. When it came to Solaufen and the others who were still fighting, the scar-faced dark elf who was fighting against Solaufen became more and more frustrated. During the confrontation with Solaufen, he was hit several times by Solaufen with life-threatening means. However, the scar-faced dark elf's several counterattacks were all blocked by Thorofen's astonishingly defensive mithril full-body armor, and failed to cause any harm to Thorofen at all.
The blood on the scar-faced dark elf's body was flowing rapidly. He was tightly entangled with Solaufen and had no chance to bandage his wounds. As long as this continued, there was no need for Solaufen to fight with him anymore. Scar The scar-faced dark elf would die because of bleeding. Seeing that the situation was very unfavorable to him, the scar-faced dark elf was determined to fight. He rolled several times in a row, slightly widening the distance between him and Thorofen, and waited until Thorofen Later, when he came to chase him, the scar-faced dark elf concentrated the fighting energy in his body on the weapon, then gave up his own defense and smashed Solaufen in the chest.
"The fighting spirit is broken." Thorofen's pupils suddenly dilated. She knew how powerful this move was, which was exclusive to the legendary strong man. At this moment, her body was already approaching the scar-faced dark elf. She wanted to pull away and retreat. It was too late, so Solaufen gritted his teeth and also released the fighting energy in his body, compressed it into the scimitar in his hand, and quickly made a diagonal cross slash in the air.
"Puff, puff, bang." Three sounds of different sizes came out almost at the same time. Solaufen's two scimitars filled with fighting spirit scratched Scarface's chest and face, leaving a mark on his opponent. It was a serious injury that was deeply visible to the bones, but the fighting spirit released by the scar-faced dark elf also hit Solaufen firmly on the chest, knocking her upside down and flying out.
Solaufen only felt a sweet feeling in her chest. She knew that even though she was wearing Mithril full-body armor, she was still injured by the "Dou Qi Break". However, Solaufen's injury was not serious, and she was still in the air. During the process, he could adjust with a somersault, and then stand firmly on the ground with both feet. However, the scar-faced dark elf opposite Solaufen spurted out a large amount of blood from the cross scar, and was instantly dyed red. everything around,
"If it weren't for that mithril... I wouldn't... lose." The scar-faced dark elf said a few words intermittently, then fell to his knees on the ground, tilted his head to the side, and stopped breathing. Solaufen took a few deep breaths to calm down the surge of energy and blood in her chest. She lowered her head to check the area where she was hit, but she saw a dent in the Mithril full-body armor on the chest and heart. That was the The scar-faced dark elf forcefully used his fighting spirit to destroy the traces left behind. Without this armor, Thorofen would have died together with his opponent in that collision.
Seeing Solaufen successfully kill his opponent, the pressure in Najim's heart became heavier and heavier, but the pressure on his opponent with a smirk on his face was even greater. This guy seemed to always have a trace of a smirk on his face, and his eyes flashed. Then he figured out a way to escape, and when Najim came over again brandishing his weapon, the dark elf with a smirk on his face suddenly shouted, and a golden light appeared on the blade of the weapon in his hand, which was fighting spirit. There are signs of the onset of a breakdown,
Najim did not dare to fight for his life with his opponent like Solaufen. He did not have any armor that could withstand the most powerful blow of the legendary strongman, so he could only hold his breath and concentrate, focusing the fighting energy in his body on himself as well. weapon, intending to parry the opponent's attack, but who knew that the dark elf with a smirk on his face was just a feint. What he wanted was Najim's careful treatment, and he used Najim to make a head-on attack on the spot. While preparing, he suddenly retreated at full speed towards the rear. His target was the backyard of the Sulfur Bar.
"Oops." Najim only glanced at his opponent's movements and screamed in his heart that something was wrong. At this time, there was no one blocking the escape route of the dark elf with a smirk on his face. The closest person to him was Najim himself. If he After letting his opponent run away like this, Najim believed that Ryan would never let him go. Just when Najim's head was full of chaotic thoughts, a burning fireball flew over from behind Najim.
This is a fireball the size of an adult's head. However, the shape of the entire fireball is not round, but forms the shape of a skeleton. When this soul fireball slides past Najim, it is composed of flames. The long mouth on his face let out a silent roar. Affected by the soul power emanating from the soul fireball, Najim felt his heart tighten suddenly, as if someone was pinching hard with his hands, and his eyes were blank. Watching this soul fireball arrive first and catch up with the dark elf with a smirk on his face who was about to run to the entrance of the passage,