Set up a stall at the entrance of Yuanyue, and the food will be returned 10,000 times if it is well

Chu Feng did not use the Divine Walking Step.

Firstly, I don't know the breath of the Marquis of Voban, and secondly, I have not been to the Balkans, so I can't locate it.

After all, without the other party making a move, with Chu Feng's current spiritual power, he could not sense the breath thousands of kilometers away.

Anyway, coming to the world of god killers is also playing, and I am not afraid to delay this time.

Well, the most important thing is to enjoy the process.

Meanwhile!

Far away in the Balkans in southern Europe.

The Marquis of Voban welcomed several of his old friends.

This is a meeting of kings!

In the luxurious manor stands a ~ ancient castle.

Sitting room.

Surrounded by bookcases filled with densely packed books, many of them lost classics – masterpieces.

Although the Marquis of Voban never- never liked to read.

But it did not hinder his desire to collect ancient books.

By the way, he can also pretend to be a high-level intellectual and show his knowledge.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on a mahogany chair, with delicate carvings on the backrest, like a lifelike demon wolf, coupled with a long sense of age, it was like a work of art.

I knocked on the arm of the chair, like an emperor sitting on a throne.

Even in the face of several other god killers, Marquis Voban was still awe-inspiring.

Untamed, arrogant and noble!

"Salba Tredoni, four years ago you snatched the god of disobedience that I used to attract with the divine move, and I haven't asked you to settle this account, but how did I hear that someone has recently used the divine trick?"

Marquis Voban stared at the blond youth sitting on the right side of the round table.

The tone and demeanor were extremely calm.

The corners of his mouth showed a hideous and crooked smile.

Creepy power spread out from his tall and thin body.

The sharp emerald-green evil eye flashed like the pupils of a tiger.

The blond youth known as Salba Tredoni seemed to be taken aback by the sudden action of the Marquis of Voban,

Hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Alas, alas, Marquis, you misunderstood, last time it was a coincidence, it happened to appear near Dionysus, how do I know that it was you who recruited, as the commander of the king of the sword of the Southern European magic association, when I encounter the god who does not follow the world, I will definitely kill ah, isn't it very reasonable." Besides, I won't be summoned by God!"

Marquis Voban suddenly attacked, and Dorney looked confused.

God's move is a very complicated technique at first hearing.

How could he?

Isn't this old guy in Woban too worthy of him.

"Hmph!"

There was a rare hint of anger on the face of the Marquis of Voban, but it was quickly replaced by a wicked smile.

Putting down the feet that had been coiled in the chair, the Marquis of Voban picked up the glass of red wine on the table.

Shaking the glass gently, Sjo took a slow sip.

Ignoring the impatient looks of the other people.

Left side of the round table.

A brown-haired young man had a wistful smile on his handsome face.

When Marquis Voban put down his glass, he slowly spoke: "I also heard about that incident four years ago, it is indeed not strange to Dhoni, and the divine move is forbidden, although we are demon kings, but we can't take the initiative to bring calamity to the world." However, I heard that someone has arranged this forbidden technique in the east this time, which is the territory of the Luo Hao Sect Leader, and dares to use this forbidden technique within that person's jurisdiction, hehe..."

The brown-haired youth's laughter seemed to point to something.

Marquis Voban did not smile angrily, and said in an extremely calm tone: "Do you think I did it this time?" (read the violent novel, just go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Not at all, the marquis never hides his head and shows his tail, I believe everyone is very clear. "

The brown-haired youth still had a smile on his face.

Marquis Voban snorted coldly: "Don't forget, I have several privileges, the most important thing is the right to choose the prey I want to hunt, I don't have a hobby of hunting mice, only the strong are worthy of my Voban hunting." "

"But the problem is often that there are very few gods who can meet my goals, and I managed to successfully use the god's trick to get one, but this kid robbed me, and I lost the opportunity to enjoy a short period of fun. "

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That's right.

In the Godkiller,

The Marquis of Voban was one of the few who could choose who to hunt.

There is no other reason, it is based on super strength.

In fact, Luo Hao also has this privilege.

But Sect Master Luo was addicted to martial arts all day.

As long as the god of non-obedience did not appear in the East.

She didn't even bother to take half a step out of the house.

Marquis Voban only glanced at the brown-haired youth faintly.

Salba Tredoni, the leader of the King of Swords, is just a twenty-four-year-old hairy boy.

And a few years ago, the other party was just a small knight, a heretical genius who knew nothing but swordsmanship.

If it weren't for the fact that he accidentally defeated the god king of Sert, Silver Arm Nuada would have obtained the qualification of king.

He is also known as the strongest swordsman in Europe and is honored by the local magician organization Sword King as the alliance master.

None of the Marquis of Voban would pay attention to such a small role.

Compared with.

Alexander Gascoyne, a brown-haired young man known as the Black Prince Alek, is more worthy of his fear.

This young man and Doni are simply two extremes.

Calm, intellectual, wise...

He does not like frontal combat and is accustomed to designing counterattacks against the enemy.

His nickname is more famous than himself.

Defeat the fallen angel Remiel, who is in charge of Vision and Thunder, and usurp the power of the Black Noble.

His father, a scholar of occultism, also knew a little magic, but was better at gambling and tricks.

When Alexander was sixteen years old, he discovered the code code after the death of his father, who was chasing the Holy Grail, and his adventure began.

Then he encountered the angel Remiel, and finally won with his luck and keen intuition and became a god killer.

Like Dorney, he has five powers, and it seems that he is inferior to the latter based on paper strength alone.

But the Marquis of Voban knew very well in his heart that if he really wanted to fight, Doni would be played to death by Alexander.