Chapter 657: Draw the Sword when There Is a Disagreement

With extraordinary speed, Duan Ming and his companions quickly arrived in front of the tower.

Mordrey looked at the tower and said to Duan Ming: "There is only one entrance to the tower. If you want to get the holy spear, you must kill your way up from the entrance."

Duan Ming waved the long sword in his hand and smiled: "That's just what I want. Let me see how strong the soldiers of the kingdom are."

As he said that, Duan Ming kicked open the door of the tower.

As soon as the door opened, what came into the eyes of the two of them were the muzzles of guns that had been charged and fired.

Energy bombs of various colors shot out like raindrops almost the moment the two appeared.

Facing the rain of bullets, Duan Ming was not panicked at all.

A shield composed of miracle flowers appeared, blocking the bullets while also covering Duan Ming's rapid approach to the enemy.

After firing a round of energy weapons in the hands of the soldiers on the opposite side, they began to reload.

And at this time, the golden shield dissipated, revealing Duan Ming who was ready behind.

As the red long sword was waved, several soldiers, including the people and the guns, were cut into two pieces.

The high temperature on the long sword directly carbonized the enemy's wounds, preventing blood from splashing.

Although Modley behind Duan Ming was wearing a princess dress, she was also very agile.

After easily dodging several bullets, the holy sword in her hand also emitted a dazzling light and turned into a lightsaber more than two meters long.

With a few sweeps of the lightsaber, several soldiers were killed.

With the joint efforts of the two, the soldiers on the first floor were quickly dealt with.

The two quickly came to the second floor.

The space on the second floor was even smaller, but the soldiers at the head were stronger, and they were already elite warriors who could fight one against a hundred.

In front of these elite warriors were several young boys with immature faces.

One of them said, "Aliya, stop here. Isn't it good to be a carefree princess? Why do you insist on being stubborn?"

Mordrey held the holy sword in his hand, looked at the people in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "This is the responsibility I must face. The holy sword in my hand has answered everything."

Seeing that the people seemed to know each other, Duan Ming, who was about to take action, also looked at Modred with an inquiring look.

Mordrey explained in a low voice: "They are my former friends."

Hearing Modred's explanation, one of the teenagers said with some dissatisfaction: "So we are just friends in your heart? It's a waste of everything we have done for you."

From the words of this teenager, Duan Ming also understood that these teenagers had a special relationship with Modred. I'm afraid they are either friends or pursuers, or both?

Ignoring Duan Ming's playful smile on the side, Modred slowly raised the holy sword and said in a deep voice: "I already have a way to go, and no one can stop me!"

Without waiting for everyone to react, Modred actually released the holy sword directly.

The golden light instantly illuminated this floor, and the several young men on the opposite side were directly wiped out by the blow of the golden holy sword.

When the light faded, only Duan Ming and Modley were left in this floor. As for the others, it was as if they had never existed in the beginning.

Duan Ming looked at Modley in surprise, and said in surprise: "You draw your sword when you disagree with me. You are too..."

Modley snorted coldly: "They are just a group of despicable villains who hope to indirectly obtain the throne through me. It is not a pity to die."

With that, Modley planned to go upstairs.

However, as soon as she raised her foot, she felt a shock and trance.

If Duan Ming hadn't been quick-witted and pulled Modley from behind.

Then the princess who was so decisive and ruthless just now would fall flat on her face, shattering the cold image she had just established.

Duan Ming looked at the pale Modred and couldn't help but frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Why can't you fire one shot?"

In response to Duan Ming's complaint, Modred said helplessly, "I forgot that I'm not in my perfect form now. Now I can barely fire one shot, and two shots are the limit."

"The rest of the way depends on you. I'll sleep for a while, mine 26."

After saying that, Modred closed his eyes and fainted directly.

Seeing this, Duan Ming couldn't help but frown.

But for the sake of mine 26 planet, Duan Ming decided to take this burden with him and continue to move towards the top of the tower.

Carrying the sleeping Modred on his back, Duan Ming slowly walked up to the third floor.

Here, Duan Ming saw a familiar figure.

White Alya, wearing a silver battle armor and a blue cloak, slowly turned around after seeing Duan Ming coming up.

Glancing at Modred sleeping behind Duan Ming, Bai Aliya smiled and said, "It seems that I am still not very reliable when I was young."

"But fortunately, I paid for a substitute in advance."

Duan Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard Bai Aliya's words.

Putting Modred behind him, Duan Ming moved his wrist and said sarcastically, "If I remember correctly, you hired me as a substitute."

"You are helping the enemy."

In response, Bai Aliya smiled and said, "I am her, and she is me. The future can be without me, but the past cannot be without her."

Duan Ming understood after hearing what the other party said. Bai Aliya is going to give up her ascension to the godhood and let the original Aliya return to her place.

"Since you want to sacrifice yourself, why don't you commit suicide quickly? Now blocking here, isn't it a deliberate waste of time."

Duan Ming looked at Bai Aliya who had raised the holy sword and was ready to fight him.

Bai Aliya smiled and said, "If you can't even defeat me, how can you defeat the black me?"

"But you can rest assured that no matter which me is here, my strength has been weakened a lot. You still have a chance."

"Is it a test for me? It's really annoying."

Duan Ming also raised the long sword in his hand, ready to fight to the death with the opponent.

After a brief confrontation, the second contest between Duan Ming and Bai Aliya was also launched again.

Both sides attacked each other at the same time, and the two long swords collided fiercely.

At the moment of the fight, Duan Ming smiled.

"I haven't seen you for a while, how come you are so weak. Aliya——"

Faced with Duan Ming's ridicule, Bai Aliya was not annoyed, but used skills to avoid Duan Ming's gradually enlarged long sword.

The attack was resolved, but Duan Ming was not disappointed at all, but was a little happy.

The Bai Aliya in front of him was much weaker than Duan Ming imagined.

Duan Ming estimated that the opponent's original opponent should be Modred, who had already fallen to the ground, that is, Aliya in her youth.

If it was a girl who fainted after a holy sword, then White Aliya would be a difficult enemy to defeat.

But for Duan Ming, the current White Aliya is at most a small boss.

Thinking of this, Duan Ming also became excited.

"Finally, I have a chance to avenge the revenge in the martial arts arena!"

As he said, Duan Ming took the initiative to rush up.