Dual Blade Magician from Another World

Chapter 118: Battle of Pro City

Asura, who had left, did not go far, but lay on the ridge of a house not far away to observe the situation at the entrance of the underground trade fair.

It wasn't that he couldn't defeat the black-robed man who pounced on him just now, but he knew it wasn't a good place to stay for long, as if he was held back, something bad might happen.

After all, he had a feud with the black-robed man, the mysterious organization Xue Zhao, and he was still too weak at the moment.

The dazzling golden light not only forced back the black-robed men, but was also particularly noticeable in the pitch-black night, serving as a warning. Asura could already see from a high place that the defense forces of Pro City were rushing towards him.

But the guards at the door could no longer hold on and were about to be surrounded and killed. So far, no one had escaped from the underground square, which made Asura shocked and angry.

How powerful are these black-robed men? They have more than 300 strong men under them, not counting the guards of the underground trade fair.

Asura could feel slight vibrations underground while lying on the house. It should be caused by the aftermath of the battle. It seemed that the battle underground was very fierce.

Ashura pondered for a moment, then silently chanted a magic spell and struck down several lightning bolts as thick as bowls at the entrance of the underground trade fair.

Hearing the exclamations and curses coming from the door, Asura quickly changed direction and observed again from the roof ridge farther away.

Several lightning bolts seriously injured the black-robed men who had the upper hand, especially the black-robed man who had wanted to attack Asura with a sickle. His right arm was obviously disabled at this time, and it was charred and smoking, and he was wailing in pain.

The lightning also guided the direction of the city defense troops who arrived. The first city defense troops who arrived had already fought with the injured black-robed man at the door, and the strong men in the city were also rushing here.

In particular, a terrifying aura was rushing towards him from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion. Asura knew that it must be the City Lord of Puro City, the City Lord Jiadilo who had the strength of a great demon warrior.

Asura was about to leave the place quietly when he saw the door of the underground trade fair being smashed from the inside out. A burly man in a black robe grabbed an old man with a white beard and lifted him up in the air, smashing the door and rushing out.

Behind him, more than twenty black-robed men covered in blood also filed out, and most of the city defense troops who rushed to the door were killed instantly.

Just when the man in black robe was about to start a massacre, a purple light suddenly shot out from mid-air and pointed several times.

The heads of several black-robed men who were charging in the front exploded like watermelons in an instant. The rest of the black-robed men were shocked and angry, and quickly hid behind the burly black-robed man in the lead.

Looking up into the air, I saw a tall and elegant middle-aged man hovering in the air with a purple spear in his hand, staring at the black-robed men below with a bad look on his face.

Ashura guessed that this person was the Lord of Puro City, Jiadilo, and the spear in his hand was also a famous spiritual weapon called Zilong, which was said to contain the soul of a dragon.

Before the city lord Jiadiluo could speak, the burly black-robed man below sneered, "Jiadiluo, you're too slow. Did you just get up from the belly of your still charming wife? I haven't seen you make a move in all these years. Have you been using all your strength on women?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the black-robed people below let out a strange and shrill laugh, but the city lord Jiadilo remained calm, and the purple color of the spear in his hand became even richer.

The city lord Jiadiluo's magnetic voice rang out: "Why did you, these cowardly rats, come to my Pro City to cause trouble? Do you think your life is too long? Kneel down and surrender immediately, or I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

The arrogance of the black-robed man below instantly diminished a lot. Not everyone can directly face the threat of a great demon warrior who can stand in the air.

But the burly black-robed leader threw the old man in his hand to the black-robed men behind him like a dead dog, and said nonchalantly: "Since we dare to come to your city to do business, we are not afraid of offending you, the city lord. This old man has something we want. Let us take him away and leave quickly, how about that?"

Jiadiluo glanced at the dying old man and realized that he was the chief elder of this underground trade fair and possessed the powerful strength of a mage. They often met privately.

Being able to hold an underground trade fair in Pro City, the annual membership fee given to him as the city lord is not a small amount.

Now that he was taken away by the man in black robe like this, where would his dignity as the city lord be?

Who would be willing to come to Pro City to do business with him in the future?

Therefore, the Lord of Jiadilo City did not say any extra words. He swung his spear across, and a purple dragon phantom appeared behind him, flapping its wings and roaring. The powerful pressure was so strong that no one dared to look at it.

Ashura, who was in the shadow of the roof, felt his blood surging. The Great Demon Martial Master was so powerful that Ashura's desire for strength became more intense. He fantasized that he could also stand in the air and look down at everyone.

But the black-robed man in the lead just frowned and put on his weapon, a pair of blood-red brass knuckles. His momentum immediately rose sharply, and the shadow of a giant red tiger also gathered behind him.

The burly black-robed man laughed sinisterly and shouted, "Jiadiluo, let me see if all your spear skills have been practiced on women's bellies over the years. Take my punch!"

The burly man in black robe jumped up instantly and punched the Lord of Jiadilo in mid-air with a powerful gust of wind.

The Lord of Jiadilo City also had a solemn expression on his face. He brandished his purple dragon spear and collided with the burly man in black robe!

There was a loud bang, and both of them took three steps back in mid-air, looking at the burly man in black robe who could also hover in the air.

The Lord of Jiadilo City was shocked and angry. This person was actually a powerful warrior at the level of a great demon martial artist. No wonder he dared to challenge him openly, but he always felt that this person was familiar.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Jiadilo fought with the burly man in black robe who rushed up.

The battle between the powerful demon martial artists was really exciting. Ashura, who was hiding below and watching, had a strange look in his eyes. He seemed to have learned a lot, but he seemed unable to grasp the essence.

At this time, the two people above were fighting fiercely, and the black-robed man below was also fighting with the city defense forces.

However, the city defense army was obviously no match for the enemy, but they had the advantage of having more people and being skilled in battle formations, including several generals who were also very powerful. Now neither side could do anything to the other.

At this time, the burly man in black robe in the air used an extremely brutal punch to knock the city lord Jiadilo away. The spikes of the brass knuckles dyed Jiadilo's left shoulder red.

But despite his injuries, City Lord Jiadiluo shouted in shock and anger, "Star Shattering Fist? How can you use this fighting technique? Who are you?"

The burly black-robed man standing in the air opposite sneered, "You never thought, Jiadiluo, that the fighting skills you gave me back then can actually injure you now. This is really retribution! Haha..."

Hearing this, Jiadiluo was shocked and asked, "You are Braum? You are not dead?"

The burly man in black robe opposite him lifted up his hood, revealing a bald head covered with scars.

He stared at the city lord Jiadiluo with resentment and said, "I am so honored that you still remember me, General Jiadiluo. It's worth it that I have been thinking about how to kill you every day for more than ten years. Haha..."