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Chapter 55: Kill the scum of knights

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Intuitively, Lin Xiaotian felt that these people would do something bad. After paying for the meal, he asked Aslan to quietly follow a few people behind.

Several knights looked left and right. Seeing no one was following, they sneaked into the small alley.

Lin Xiaotian and Aslan winked, and followed them into the alley.

"Hey, Mony, what are we doing here?" one of the knights couldn't help asking.

Mon Yi said mysteriously: "Yijing, what do you think about this game

"My thoughts?" Yijing thought for a moment, and said, "What other thoughts can we have? We only came to see the princess. It doesn't matter whether the game or the game has anything to do with me."

Yijing's words obviously resonated with everyone, and they all expressed the same purpose.

"That's right." Mony looked around and saw that there were really no outsiders, and whispered quietly: "Our goal is a princess, not that bullshit knight game, so I have a bold idea. I don't know how many people. Brothers are willing to implement it with me.

Yijing first asked: "Tell me, what do you think?"

"My idea is to kidnap the princess and then rape." A **** smile appeared on Mun Yi's face, as if he was extremely proud of his proposal.

"God, you're crazy." Another knight was startled by Mony's words now: "Mongy, if you want to be crazy, go crazy by yourself. I want to live a few more years. I announce that I will quit. After speaking, the knight named Yang Wei quietly left from the other end of the alley.

"Damn, coward, no kind, no color, no color, no courage" Mun Yi kicked heavily on the wall: "Who else hasn't been planted, you can go now, and wait until I'm happy, don't** ****envy.

"I agree with Mun Yi's idea" Yijing first raised his hand to express his approval.

"I also agree." The other knight also agreed after some ideological struggle.

"support"

"top"

"sofa"

"Bench"

"In other words, do you all agree?" A voice came from the darkness.

"Yes, we all agreed"

"Well, I support"

"I like"

"I am a sofa"

"My Bench"

After the knights had answered them one by one, they realized the strangeness of the matter. Mony, who was standing by the wall, never spoke. Then, who was it that asked? Several knights looked at each other curiously, but all they saw from each other's face was blank.

"Who was eavesdropping on us just now, get out of me." Mun Yi pulled out his sword from his waist and shoulders.

"You don't deserve to know who I am, you just need to know that you are going to die here tonight. Aslan, go, it's time to show the results of your one month of hard work."

"Okay." After receiving Lin Xiaotian's instructions, Aslan, who had long been unable to bear it, pounced on the knights in the alley like a tiger descending from a mountain.

In the face of the sudden attack, several knights drew out their weapons to fight back. Although they were all sensuals, after all, after so many years of smashing and mixing, it was somewhat of a burden. One of the knights raised it. The sword in his hand slashed towards the place where Aslan was. But he hadn't hit the target yet, and only heard a "boom". The sword in his hand was actually smashed to the ground. Then, Aslan's second spear had been pierced, the knight was stabbed together with the armor. To pierce the heart.

When the other knights saw this, they were slightly taken aback, and immediately greeted them. They wanted to suppress their opponents by numbers, but they were still waiting for them with cold spear heads. After a few screams, a few other than Mon Yi All the knights fell to the ground.

With the long sword in his hand, Moni coldly looked at the guy who killed his companion in front of him. From the outfit, he was also a knight. However, on his armor, there was no rank or sign of the unit he belonged to. Moni did not. Dare to be careless, always standing in place looking for opportunities. But he never expected that the knight standing in front of him was still a trainee knight a month ago.

Similarly, Aslan didn't take it lightly. Judging from the strength of the knights, he understood that the knight standing in front of him was definitely not simple, and it was not comparable to those of the little ones before. Fight speed? Hundreds of kilograms of osmium are strapped to your body, are you fighting for strength? The opponent's strength is definitely not weaker than his own. Fight weapons~! Yes, when fighting weapons, the opponent used a sword, but he used a spear. The so-called one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch risky.

After the spear drew half a circle in the air, he stabbed Mony. After Mony turned sideways, he blocked the spear with his sword and moved the spear to the side. When Aslan saw it, he wielded the spear. After swiping the tail, Mony lowered his head slightly to avoid the second round of attacks. Mony smiled: "That's your strength? Now you are close to me, let's see what else you can use to attack me. As he said, Mun Yi leaned his body and slashed out with a sword, which happened to be cut on Aslan's breastplate, and the breastplate was immediately torn apart. With his sword strength, Aslan stepped back several steps. Yi did not give Aslan a chance to breathe, and then slashed with one sword after another. Aslan had no weapons in his hand, so he could only retreat step by step. After a few steps back, Aslan found that it was already There was no way to retreat. There was actually a thick wall behind him. Mony’s sword strike came again, and I saw him slashing at Aslan’s neck with a horizontal sword. Aslan instinctively squatted down. Yi's sword whizzed past after cutting off his hair. Aslan didn't give up this close-range opportunity, but saw him roll forward, turned in front of Mun Yi, and drew a cold light from his boots. His dagger pierced Mon Yi's heart fiercely.

Mon Yi couldn't believe his eyes. He stepped back a few steps, pointed at Aslan with one finger, and said angrily: "You... mean... as a noble knight... actually in your boots... hiding a knife. After speaking, Mon Yi "pounces." "She lay down on the ground with a cry, panting heavily.