Traveling through the first year of Panlong and Magnolia

When Dicker's rapier blocked Mori's double axes, Conn and the others rushed forward and attacked from all directions. In terms of strength, Conn and the other four were all seven-star demons, and the rules of destruction were a fusion of four. The attack power of the rules of destruction was strong, and the four of them joined forces, overshadowing Mori's attack.

Dickol smiled contemptuously, turned his body, and like a gust of wind, he passed through the gaps in the attacks. In a blink of an eye, he had run more than ten feet away.

"You guys go ahead and have your fun. I won't keep you company!" Dicker laughed triumphantly and was about to run away without even looking at the soldiers opposite him.

Mori's face flushed with shame, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Last time, he chased him alone, but to no avail. This time, he and the other five surrounded him and let him escape easily. If this matter gets out, his reputation will be ruined!

"Dicoer, stay here!"

In anger, Mori swung his right arm, and the sharp axe cut through the air, shooting out like a flash of lightning. The axe was heavy, and Mori was strong. With full force, the speed of the axe was faster than Dicker's dodging speed.

"Oh!"

Due to his carelessness, Dicker finally noticed the attack of the axe, but he was unable to dodge it and could only barely avoid the vital parts. His left shoulder was deeply wounded by the bronze-like axe, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

"Great!" All the soldiers of the government army were delighted to see this, and even those who were watching the battle looked at Mori with admiration.

The injured Dicker paused and came to a stop. He turned around slowly, holding Morrie's axe in his left hand.

Dicker smiled, gently shook the axe with his left hand, and said easily: "Others say that the commander-in-chief of the Xueyan Prefecture Army has the strength to challenge Shura. I didn't believe it before, but now I do. However, even so, it is impossible for you to catch me. I will give you your axe back!"

The green divine power flashed, and the axe flew out of Dicker's hand and went straight to Mori, and its speed was no slower than when Mori threw it. Mori's expression did not change, and he waved his hand, and the axe seemed to fly into his hand automatically, and he caught it with great ease.

This axe is his sacred weapon after all.

"Dickel, I admit that you are very powerful. If it's one-on-one, even if I can beat you, I can't do anything to you." Mori's dark face was tense, "But, you definitely can't escape this time! In addition, let me tell you one thing, I am no longer the commander-in-chief of the palace army!"

As the two were talking, Conn and the other four surrounded Dickol again, but Dickol seemed not to notice. The wound on his left shoulder had healed under the power of God. It seemed that his momentum had also returned to its peak. Being surrounded again, Dickol was still as arrogant as ever.

"You don't have enough skills to catch me!"

Seeing Mori coming, Dicker's face became a little more serious, but his speed suddenly became faster, and his figure became hazy, making it difficult for people to catch him. Mori and the other five people had rich practical experience. The five people were divided into five directions, and they took every step carefully, using static to control dynamic, and they managed to hold Dicker back.

Dicker's rapier was like a poisonous snake, attacking in unexpected ways from time to time. Mori, Conn and others were on high alert and defended carefully, and managed to save themselves.

The six seven-star demons were fighting, and their might was naturally not small. The small courtyard below had already turned into a big pit. If it weren't for the 20,000 palace soldiers who formed a formation to resist the scattered power of the six people, I'm afraid half of the city would have been destroyed.

The battle became more and more intense. On the field, Dicker's speed was getting faster and faster. The most despairing thing was that his speed seemed to have no limit. At first glance, there was only a sword light flying. Mori and others' attacks were also very strong, but they could not catch their opponents. Their attacks fell into the air, leaving people speechless.

More and more people gathered in the city to watch. The exciting battle was so exciting that everyone was enjoying it. Many people were even eager to try.

"Forget it, I have to take action. If this goes on, my attempt to establish my authority will turn into a disgrace!" Andrew could not help but shook his head and sighed softly, and he had already appeared above the battlefield.

Dickol, who fought against five seven-star demons alone and even played tricks on them, was full of vigor and said loudly, "Mori, you guys should just give up. I, Dickol, have been rampant in hell for countless years. So what if so many palace lords and city lords have put me on the wanted list? Hahaha, what about Blood Flame City? Even in Youlan City, I can come and go freely!"

Youlan City is the capital of Youlan Prefecture and where Beirut lives. Ever since Beirut won the title of the first person under the Lord God of Blood Peak Continent, Youlan City has become the most powerful city in Blood Peak Continent.

Mori was furious: "Dickel, I don't care what you did in the past. Today, you can't leave Blood Flame City!"

"I said, you can't keep me here with your abilities. If you want to keep me here, your Lord has to step in!" Dicker responded with a smile.

"Since you keep asking, I'll grant your request. Mori, step aside." Dicker was not very proud for long when a voice chilled him to the bone. Everyone looked up and saw a figure in a black robe appearing above the battlefield.

"The Lord of the Blood Flame Mansion!" Everyone recognized Andrew's identity. Almost everyone present knew about his battle with Digrons.

"Haha, Dickol is done!" Some people in the audience who had a grudge against Dickol were gloating. Mori and the others quickly stepped aside after hearing what Andrew said. However, the five of them were not very happy. After all, it was too embarrassing to fail to defeat the opponent with a large force in front of their leader.

As soon as Andrew appeared, the lively battlefield suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at this not-so-tall figure with awe, fear, jealousy, disdain, and other expressions.

Dicker's body stiffened for a moment. He didn't expect that the mansion owner would actually take action. However, he was a lone thief and he didn't have much fear in his heart.

People like him will not frown even when facing death.

"Greetings, Lord!" The twenty thousand soldiers all bowed their heads and knelt on one knee. Mori and his five companions also bowed and saluted, their attitude extremely respectful.

Andrew nodded slightly and turned to Dicker. His gaze gave Dicker great pressure.

After thinking for a while, Dickol also bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Lord of the Mansion." Although it was a courtesy, Dickol still did not hide his arrogance.

Andrew looked at him, feeling a little admiration in his heart. No matter what else this man was like, at least he was a brave man.

"Dickel, sixteen years ago, you injured a team of my soldiers, right?" Andrew asked in a deep voice.

Dicker smiled and said, "Yes, I did it. I am a bold man and I will never deny it."

Andrew nodded and said, "I have to say, you are quite courageous. You dare to hide in the Blood Flame City."

Di Keer said proudly, "You are too kind, Lord. This is nothing. What surprised me is that you were able to find me. You know, I was in Youlan City and I also injured the palace soldiers, but I escaped unscathed in the end."

Andrew sneered. This person was too ignorant. If you don't reach their level, you will never understand the horror of Beirut.

"Forget it, I won't talk about your past. Let me just talk about your crimes in Blood Flame City. You injure the palace soldiers and disrespect the palace lord. You deserve to die. I give you two choices. One is to surrender voluntarily, and the second is to take my attack." Andrew put his hands behind his back, looking awe-inspiring.

Dicker's face slightly changed, and soon his eyebrows flew up, and he said with a firm face: "The Palace Master underestimated me. For me, what is the difference between the two choices?"

"Oh, have you decided to fight to the death? Haha, there is a difference between the two choices, you will know it later. Well, since you don't want to choose, I will help you choose the second option." Andrew said with a smile, as if Dickel was not in his eyes at all.

The rapier in Dicker's hand trembled, making a pleasant sound.

"Okay, no matter what, I'll take the Palace Lord's move first!" He looked around, determined to die. Facing a Palace Lord, five seven-star demons, and twenty thousand Palace soldiers, if they hadn't been in the city and the Palace soldiers couldn't launch an attack, Dicker would have been captured long ago.

Andrew hummed and waited for a few seconds. Suddenly, he shouted, "Are you ready? Here we go!"

Dicker's face was as calm as water, his eyes fixed on Andrew, his whole body tense, and the green wind power condensed into a gauze.

"Come on!" Dicker yelled in his heart.

Andrew chuckled, moved slightly, and suddenly disappeared from Dicker's sight.

"What? This speed..." Dicker was experienced in combat and he immediately realized that the opponent's speed was definitely much faster than his own.

"It's so fast that I can't even see it!" Despair suddenly appeared in Dicker's heart. He has always felt that his speed is beyond the reach of even the Shura powerhouse. However, today he finally understood that his vision is still too narrow.

"boom!"

Before Dickol could react, a loud bang came from above his head. Then, a pressure that penetrated the heavens and earth came down from above, covering him. This force was so strong that Dickol, who had never known fear, turned pale.

Under pressure, Dicker certainly would not sit still and wait for death. With a move of divine power, he thrust his rapier upwards, and at the same time, his body flew downwards, hoping to avoid the attack. However, the pressure was not simply downwards, but sealed him from all sides.

Dicker felt a huge pressure coming from all directions, leaving him nowhere to escape, and even his sword couldn't pierce...

"Is this the powerful Shura? What a pity, I only found out about this today..." This was Dicker's last thought before he closed his eyes.