Divine Blood Warrior

In the Fergus family living room, the three of gray and the four of smoley family sit on both sides, and the atmosphere is extremely depressed.

The smoley family is not good at coming, and the Fergus family can not be kneaded at will, even if the other party is the Earl family.

"Don't you think you should give me an account, viscount Fergus?"

Said count smoley with a cold face.

"Count smoley, what does that mean?"

Viscount Fergus looked "puzzled" at count smoley.

"Hum, do you still pretend to be stupid now?"

Count smoley was dissatisfied with the cold hum.

"Since you have the courage to destroy the Valentine family, you should have the courage to admit. Why, the Fergus family doesn't even have the courage to admit? It seems that I think highly of you."

Viscount Fergus said with "surprise and doubt" on his face.

"Although I'm sorry that the Valentine family was destroyed, I don't understand what this means, count smoley?"

"Don't you want to admit it now?"

Count smoley looked coldly at Viscount Fergus.

"There is no denying that a few days ago, your Fergus family destroyed a medicine shop of the Valentine family, and a few days later, the Valentine family was destroyed. Don't tell me, it's just a coincidence between the two."

"Is it true that the medicine shop is count smoley of the Valentine family?"

Facing the questioning eyes of count smoley, viscount Fergus did not see panic, but was full of "surprise".

"I the Fergus family did destroy a medicine shop some time ago, but the reason why I destroyed that medicine shop is because it was opened by the robbers who robbed the Fergus family's medicinal materials."

"Count smoley, can you explain what the relationship between the Valentine family and the robbers is? In this matter, I, the Fergus family, want to ask the smoley family for an explanation."

"It's funny that you dare to ask me for an explanation from the smally family."

Vincent Smalley disdained to smile.

"Do you really think that if I hold the Ford family's thigh, my smoley family won't dare do anything to you?"

"Why, only your smally family is allowed to ask for an explanation from my Fergus family, but I'm not allowed to ask for an explanation from your smally family?"

Gray snorted coldly and looked coldly at Vincent Smalley.

"Young master Vincent Smalley is not strong enough. He speaks in a big voice. People who don't know think you have inherited the title."

"You..."

Hearing Gray's words, Vincent Smalley thought of the defeat in Gray's hands before, and his face suddenly looked ugly.

"Gray Fergus, don't think you've taken advantage of me. If you really want to fight seriously, it's not certain who wins or loses."

"Since master Vincent Smalley is so confident, why don't we have a game?"

Gray looked provocatively at Vincent Smalley.

"Come on -"

Vincent Smalley angrily prepared to accept the challenge, but was stopped by count Smalley. He glanced coldly at gray and then looked at Viscount Fergus.

"I don't care what grudges you have between the Fergus family and the Valentine family. Since you have destroyed the Valentine family, you Fergus family must give an explanation."

"Count smoley is always strong."

Viscount Fergus's face cooled.

"Not to mention that the Valentine's family is related to the robbers, even if my Fergus family destroyed it, it should be done by our Fergus family. That's just your inference. Is there any evidence?"

"Evidence? I don't need that kind of thing, the smoley family."

There was a faint mockery on count smoley's face.

"Since it is determined that it was your Fergus family, it was your Fergus family!"

"It's really overbearing. Master Vincent Smalley is overbearing enough. I didn't expect anyone more overbearing than him. Indeed, he deserves to be a father and son."

Gray's face was ironic.

"Hum!"

Hearing Gray's sarcasm, count smoley's eyes were cold, as if he could freeze people to gray.

"When is the time for adults to talk? It's the child's turn to interrupt. It seems that the tutoring of the Fergus family is not very good. Viscount Fergus, please strengthen the tutoring, otherwise you will only lose the face of the Sidney aristocrats when you go out in the future."

"That doesn't bother you."

Viscount Fergus snorted coldly.

"When it comes to tutoring, your smoley family is not necessarily very good."

At this point, viscount Fergus gave Vincent Smalley a mocking look. It was this man who had just interrupted.

"Well, needless to say, viscount Fergus, give your account."

Count smoley could not bear to interrupt, and his eyes looked at Viscount Fergus with great oppression.

"Explain? Sorry, I have nothing to tell you about the Fergus family."

Viscount Fergus sneered and looked at each other.

Click!

The armrest of the wooden chair was crushed, and the powdered sawdust leaked from his fingertips, count smoley threatened in a cold voice.

"Believe it or not, even if I beat you seriously, the Marquis of Sidney will not do anything to me."

"I believe it."

Viscount Fergus nodded.

What the other party said is a fact. As one of the two families second only to the Sidney family, the Smalley family is the right arm of the Sidney family. The Sidney family is extremely tolerant of the Smalley family.

As long as they don't go too far, the Sidney family usually turn a blind eye.

After all, the count family like the smoley family is the real reliance and backbone of the Sidney family.

Others, even several Viscount families, played a far less important role in the battlefield than the Earl families such as the smoley family.

"But you don't have that ability."

Then Viscount Fergus raised his head sharply and said confidently.

"Still can't recognize the situation? Did the Ford family give you this confidence?"

Count smoley disdained to look at Viscount Fergus.

"Take him down, as long as he doesn't die!"

As his voice fell, two older men, who had always been spectators, suddenly stood up and quickly jumped on Viscount Fergus.

One of them is holding a battle axe, the other is holding a strange looking machete.

Peng, Peng!

Naturally, the space in the living room will not be very large. After a few steps, the man with war axe and the man with machete have approached Viscount Fergus.

The huge Tomahawk, with a bright white blade, cut at Viscount Fergus from top to bottom like a waterfall falling from the sky.

The purple machete, like a crescent moon, cuts coldly from the left to Viscount Fergus.

From the speed they showed and the movement of waving weapons, they were both fierce blood soldiers.

Facing the siege of two fierce blood soldiers, viscount Fergus drew his sword, but he only had time to block the attack in one direction.

Finally, he chose the Tomahawk from the front.

The man who saw Viscount Fergus waving his sword against the Tomahawk and holding a machete on the side showed a cold smile at the corners of his mouth, and the machete in his hand was directly drawn to Viscount Fergus's waist.

However, just then, he suddenly felt a flash of cold light on the side, and a creepy feeling suddenly came.

The machete he cut was subconsciously reversed and split behind him.

Dang!

With a loud noise, he only felt a great force coming from the machete, and his body was shocked back and forth.

As he retreated, he looked in the direction of the attack, and then he saw what was attacking himself.

It was a blue and white sword, and the owner of the sword was a young man.

I was pushed back by a young man!

This doesn't make sense!

Is the other party already?

Shua!

At this time, the dark blue body of the sword was like a shadow, and a sword came to him as fast as lightning.

Dang!

He waved a knife to resist, but the same heavy feeling came again.

And the faint blue sword light came again.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

He resisted one after another, and his face became more and more dignified. The person in front of him was definitely a fierce blood soldier with the same level as him.

And the strength is very strong, which gives him a strong sense of oppression, and he resists more and more difficult.

Poof!

Unable to resist, the blue and white sword suddenly slipped across his chest, and his chest immediately bled and dyed half of his clothes red.

"How... Possible?"

Vincent Smalley looked in amazement at gray, who was fighting the man with a machete.

This guy stopped a fierce blood soldier?!

And wounded the bloody soldier.

Isn't it true that the strength of the other party is a real fierce blood soldier?

But how is that possible?

Although he knew that gray Fergus had great talent, it was still incredible for him to become a fierce blood warrior at such a young age.

Not only he, but even count smoley could hardly keep calm at this moment.

His complexion changed indefinitely, just like gray's face in Sichuan Opera in his previous life. It can be imagined that he was not calm at this time.

"Unexpectedly, he became a fierce blood soldier so young!"

His fist was clenched, and a trace of fear was born in his heart. Although the other party is still a fierce blood soldier, I'm afraid he will catch up with him in a short time with the growth rate of the other party, and may surpass him in the future.

"Can't stay!"

A cruel color appeared in his eyes.

Now that the other party has stood opposite the smoley family's enemy, it can't let it continue to grow like this.

Even if you are severely punished by the Sidney family, you should abolish it, otherwise it will be a great threat to the smoley family in the future!

Whoosh!

Thinking of this, he stood up, took his boxer with him, buckled the mechanism of the boxer, and immediately slipped out sharp blades on the boxer. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he suddenly threw out and grabbed gray with one claw.

The sharp blade, cold light flashing, is extremely sharp. If you grasp it, you can definitely break Gray's arm, and that's what he wants.

A wasted genius is not a genius.

As long as gray Fergus can be abolished, even if the Sidney family is dissatisfied, it will never be too difficult for the smoley family.

After all, the wasted genius can't rely on him. He is still a crazy blood warrior.