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But even if he is a tenth-level grand master, he is still not enough to look at in front of the strong in the sanctuary.

His eyes fell on the other party's Yaksha, and Hill's face became ugly.

Yaksha clan!

The goddess Ye Luosha believed in by the Principality of Rakshasa has a relatively specific image.

The face is half ferocious, half glamorous, stepping on a white lion, and holding a huge yaksha.

Probably this is also the case, the Luocha Principality has always had three major families.

They are the royal Raksha family who master the power of faith, the Yaksha family who practice fighting spirit, and the relatively mysterious White Lion family.

Over the years, the Raksha Kingdom has suddenly become more high-profile.

Rumor has it that in addition to their national teachers, another big 24 family gave birth to a new sanctuary powerhouse.

People from all walks of life were still guessing which family in the Raksha Kingdom it was, but now it seems that it is the Yasha family among the three major families.

According to the scar on the opponent's ugly face, Hill vaguely remembered the name of this person.

Yoro Abang, known as Flying Yasha by outsiders.

He is one of the few powerhouses who has mastered special flying methods in the realm of masters.

But now the other party didn't use any secret skills, just flew in the sky, which is obviously the ability of the Dou Sheng powerhouse.

He has traveled far and wide, and Hill has seen many of them even if they are strong in the sanctuary.

He wasn't panicking at the moment, and said with a smile, "So it's Master Fei Tian Yasha, why don't you come down and talk about it?"

Yoro Abang completely ignored the proposal and looked at him contemptuously.

"There is no need to talk about it. Now I will give you two options. One is to withdraw from the Principality of Rakshasa and hand over all the business of the Rost Company in Tambograd to my Yasha clan."

Hill's face sank, "What's the second option?"

With a grim smile, Yoro Abang said word by word: "Now, die!"

Hill clenched his hands suddenly, "It's too much, Feitian Yasha, I, Roster Firm, are not some soft persimmons."

Yoro Apang licked Cracked Manbu's mouth, "Of course you are not soft persimmons, but rich and juicy apples. So, I advise you to choose the first one."

Hill narrowed his eyes, "What if not?"

While speaking, a yellowed scroll fell into his hand.

Feitian Yasha's eyelids twitched. After all, the Lost Firm is a power that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and must have collected a lot of powerful treasures.

This scroll made him feel dangerous.

But he is a strong man in the sanctuary, with just a scroll, can he still kill himself?

Yasha pointed down, "I'll count to three, if you insist, then I don't mind killing you."

Hill didn't speak, just looked at him, and the scroll in his hand faintly opened a corner.

The leaked aura actually faintly has the power and influence of the peak of the sanctuary.

Yasha felt a little uneasy, but thinking that he could fly, he would run away later, and then come back and kill the two of them.

"three!"

"two!"

"It seems that you..."

"Aren't you tired of standing so high and talking?"

Feitian Yasha's words were suddenly interrupted, and a chuckle spread throughout Tambograd.

For a while, not only Feitian Yasha, but even the powerful Raksha clan in the deep palace were awakened.

Beside the garden fountain, Hill's eyes lit up, and Lorne's unrestrained and leisurely figure had already stood there at some point.

"Master Lorne, you are here!"

David was worried at first, and he was ready to pick up Hill and run away when the situation was wrong.

But after seeing Lorne, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"My lord, the Holy Dragon Sorcerer, I've met you, David!"

Lorne nodded, glanced at the scroll in Hill's hand, and then waved his hand without raising his head.

"Get me down!"

boom!

Flying Yaksha, who was originally high above, slammed heavily on the garden paved with bluestone slabs like a meteorite.

The noisy dust could not conceal his panic.

"how is this possible!"

"Why is my Yaksha domain broken!"

Fighting anger erupted, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fly back into the sky. Yoro Abang really panicked.

That terrifying and domineering force of heaven and earth destroyed his domain almost instantly.

Even directly pressed him down from the air.

In panic, he suddenly thought of something.

Infusing his whole body's fighting spirit into the huge yaksha, a pitch-black mask was stretched open, finally giving him a little room to breathe.

Turning over and sitting up, he was about to make a move when he saw a handsome man looking at him jokingly.

"who are you?"

"Under Lorne."

Yoro Abang frantically searched for the images in his mind, but he had never heard the name of this strong man.

Lorne smiled and said, "Maybe you haven't heard of my name since I debuted late. But you may have heard of the name Dragon Saint Sorcerer."

"It's the Dragon Saint Sorcerer who beheaded a giant dragon when he first entered the sanctuary at the age of 16!" Yoro Abong lost his voice in shock.

Lorne shook his head, "You want to compete with me for the Dark Sanctuary Demon Core, but you don't know that Roster Firm is acting on my behalf, something is wrong!"

Yoroah pursed his dry mouth, "After I stepped into the sanctuary, I retreated for many years and only recently left."

Can't help him being so honest, the name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

After he became a sanctuary, he had no record to show for it.

But Lorne was different. He was an actual strong man who slayed giant dragons when he first entered the sanctuary, and used all-powerful means to suppress evil gods.

Therefore, he is no longer as arrogant as before, and has become much more honest.

Lorne nodded, and asked suddenly: "Going out of the customs, or was someone called out?"

Yoroah was stunned for a moment, is there a big difference between the two?

But he was in a daze, and Lorne didn't want to hear any answers.

No matter what the other party says, there are probably many twists and turns, as long as you know the clues.

Lorne's eyes lit up when his eyes fell on the huge night fork.

"Good stuff!"

Hill leaned forward and explained in a low voice: "It is rumored that in the Principality of Rakshasa, there is a weapon left behind by the goddess Yarasha after she became a god. It is called Duanpo. I don't know the exact shape, but I think it is the same as the Yaksha on the statue. It should be this weapon. .”

With a move, Lorne felt a faint resistance.

The release of a trace of Thunder Destroyer Xuan Ao directly blasted Yoro Abang's grudge.

Whoosh!

Yasha fell into Lorne's hands, and Yoro Abang lost the protection of the mask, and was once again crushed to the ground by Lorne's domineering domain.

When Lorne looked at it, Yoroa Pong said in a panic: "That is an artifact inherited from my family, you can't take it away, I would like to apologize for my rudeness today, and I will never compete with you for that magic core in the future. Give it back to me."

"You don't seem to have the heart of a strong man?"

Lorne glanced at him and stopped paying attention, but focused on the weapon.

The whole body is pitch black, and the shape is simple and simple. No matter whether it is fighting spirit or magic elements, it seems that it cannot be destroyed.

Its aura is somewhat similar to the divine power jade box that Alfonso gave him.

Dark divine power?

Lorne thought about it, although this is a good weapon, it doesn't feel like an "artifact" with the power!

Enter vindictiveness, but there is no response.

Entering the magic power of the dark system, there is no response.

Inserting the broken soul of Yasha into the ground, Lorne walked up to Yoro Abang.

"This weapon is your apology."

"Next, I ask you to answer!"

Yoro Abang wanted to say something, but a fear deep in his soul made him involuntarily start to answer Lorne's question.

"Specially against me?"

"No, I don't know you at all, but I need that magic core."

"why?"

"Duanpo needs to be inlaid with a sanctuary-level dark magic core in order to exert one-tenth of its power."

"Is it really an artifact?"

"Well, when Goddess Ye Luosha became a god, she cultivated it herself."

"Why can't I use it?"

"It was recognized by my blood, and no one can use it."

"How to cancel the recognition of the Lord?"

Yoro Abang seemed to be struggling a bit, but under the fear of divine magic, he gave the answer intermittently.

"Either use the same level of divine power to erase my mark, or kill...kill me."

"Is that so?"

Lorne rubbed his chin, thinking about how to deal with this little guy who had just entered the sanctuary.

He suddenly raised his head, and saw an old man in a gold-rimmed black robe smiling at him in the sky.

"National Teacher of the Rakshasa?"

Chapter 102

"Your Excellency the Sacred Dragon Sorcerer, I'm really sorry for not being able to greet you immediately."

The Raksha State Master smiled, and his eyes fell on Yoro Abang.

"The younger generation has offended, I will accompany him as a gift."

While speaking, he actually bent down.

The powerhouses of the Rakshasa Kingdom who watched this scene all around felt angry.

The national teacher is a strong man who has been famous for many years in the Raksha country, and is also the patron saint of their country, allowing the Raksha country to stand firm in the chaotic eighteen countries.

Are you going to apologize now?

However, apart from being angry, they were also secretly frightened.

How powerful is this young holy magician, that even the Master of the State Teacher should treat him with respect.

Lorne's mental strength is extremely huge, and he can naturally feel the many strong men emerging around him.

After all, this is the capital of a principality. Even if he is fearless, he still can't afford to provoke public anger.

Lorne smiled slightly, let go of the domain's suppression of Yoro Apong, and at the same time lifted the fear of divine magic.