The third volume of North Country Wind and Snow 002. Escape and Kill

  After finishing reading the book, I'll just leave the red ticket here...

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  Hahaha...

  The onlookers burst into laughter, and most of the common people knew that this holy priest would often laugh and scold with them just like one of their own. It was precisely because of this that Du Fan, as a noble, blended in with the common folk, to put it simply, he didn't have that high-and-mighty feeling, but instead won over the hearts of the people.

  For ordinary people, a noble who is willing to chat and laugh with them is far better than one who only exploits and oppresses.

  So when Du Fan said that, all the commoners burst out laughing. As for those nobles, which one of them was not a hypocrite? Although they didn't have much good feelings towards Du Fan, in terms of being a noble, what mattered most was tradition. Although the nobles of the Gavin Empire were always divided into several factions and infighting, this time when faced with Elvis, an outsider, they unusually stood on the same front line.

  This laughter was truly astonishing and moved heaven and earth.

  Elvis felt a suffocating feeling in his heart, looking at Du Fan's eyes, as if he was about to spit out fire.

  Killing intent and anger intertwined, Elwis had long lost his usual rare calmness, he let out a loud roar, and his body suddenly pounced towards Dufan.

  Looking at him, Du Fan smiled faintly and said: "How, did I hit your sore spot, so you want to kill me to silence me?"

  Elvis didn't say a word, but his feet moved even faster.

  But how did Du Fan end up waiting for him there like an idiot?

  Seeing him speed up, Du Fan calmly took out a magic scroll from his spatial ring and threw it to the ground.

  This is a wind system magic scroll "Accelerate" that Dufan had prepared long ago. The only effect is to increase the speed of human action.

  Under the blessing of this magic, Du Fan's body was indeed swift as the wind. With his movements, his body almost formed a phantom, flashing towards the church gate.

  Several Templar Knights who were originally blocking the church entrance exchanged a glance, and with an extremely tacit understanding, they withdrew the long spears in their hands. Only after Dufan passed by did they raise their long spears again horizontally.

  At the same time, a wave of cries and shouts spread among the common people.

  "Oh no! I fell!"

  "Oh no! My weapon is out of control!"

  "Someone save me! My chi is going berserk!"

  As these words came, long swords, chopping knives, long spears, arrows, and even a few small fireballs all rushed towards Elvis. Although many of the weapons didn't have much attacking power, and many of the internal energies were only at a low level, there were just so many of them! With this many people launching attacks at the same time, it wouldn't matter if you were a sixth-level guy - even if Joshua or Bruce had encountered this situation, they would probably have to retreat. And as for Elvis...

  Elvis was frightened by the sudden scene, fortunately he also had a few points of his own, and he violently drank a whole body, his figure suddenly retreated backwards, the sudden contraction and release of Dou Qi almost made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

  After all the seemingly ineffective attacks fell through, he suddenly rushed towards the position of the door, but because of this, he fell behind Du Fan by dozens of meters, and could only see Du Fan's distant figure.

  Elvis's face was filled with hatred, the Dou Qi on his body burning fiercely like a raging fire, his figure shooting out like an arrow off the string.

  Perhaps no one could have foreseen that the life-and-death duel, which was supposed to take place in the church, would suddenly change venues. Neither Cardinal Anthony, dressed in red, nor Bruce of Roland Academy said a word, and naturally there were no idle remarks.

  Anthony's face had a faint smile on it, he patted his hand and muttered to himself in an unknown tone of joy or anger: "Good move, good move, this Du Fan, I really can't see through him more and more, if I'm not wrong, Bruce that old fellow is going to lose big this time, forget it, forget it, I'll just wait for the final act."

  At the same time, a hint of abnormality appeared on Bruce's calm face for the first time. He furrowed his brow and made a gesture with his hand behind him.

  A moment later, Ordas slowly walked forward, and in front of his more beautiful face than the woman's, everyone seemed to lose a bit of color.

  Orudas came up behind Bruce and bowed his head saying: "Teacher."

  Bruce frowned and said: "Aldas, what do you think? Does Elvis have a good chance of winning this time?"

  "I don't know," Ordas shook his head, "this Duvan, the first time I saw him, I couldn't see through him. He's a person who is clearly standing in front of you, but somehow gives you the feeling that he's standing in the fog. As I said before, let's just handle this matter within the Belinger family ourselves. Teacher, why don't you call Elvis back?"

  "What's the point of being so particular about things between us, teacher and student? You're the pride of Roland Academy, your business is my business." Bruce smiled faintly, "Don't worry, we'll handle what comes next."

  Auerdas furrowed his brow and didn't say anything else.

  Bruce smiled slightly at Oldas, then beckoned to Chris: "Chris, go take a look. If Elvis loses, you should know what to do too?"

  Kris nodded slightly and her whole body slowly merged into the air, and she actually disappeared like that.

  Two enchanting figures shot out of the church like lightning.

  Du Fan glanced back at Elvis and curled his lip.

  Now in this situation, it's a dark and windy night for murder, yet everywhere I go is the familiar imperial capital. Moreover, most people in the imperial capital are on my side, so what can Elvis, an outsider, do to me even if he has exceptional skills?

  Heaven's timing, Earth's advantage, Human harmony...

  Either way it's on me, if Elvis has a chance of winning in a duel then there really is a ghost.

  Although it's undeniable that running away with one's tail between one's legs is a somewhat shameful and ignominious act, in a situation where victory is absolutely certain and defeat is impossible, if one still obstinately chooses to engage in a fierce and brutal confrontation, isn't that just asking for trouble?

  To know, Du Fan had gone all out, but hadn't even hurt a single hair of Elvis', the gap between 6th and 3rd rank wasn't something that could be bridged by mere determination.

  Endless streets and buildings flashed by behind him, and during the run, Du Fan also took out his magic wand and cast several spells on himself, allowing his body to maintain its high-speed flight.

  Tens of meters behind him, Elvis didn't fall from the reputation of a sixth-level strongman. Although Dufan had already gone all out, he was still slowly closing the distance. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before they would meet together.

  Du Fan furrowed his brow and flashed into a city area with towering buildings, circling around inside. Everything around him was retreating at lightning speed, but even so, he couldn't pull away from the distance between them.

  "How far is Chen now from me?" Du Fan asked himself in his heart while running.

  Chen Chen's head popped out of Du Fan's collar, and the wind made her blink repeatedly. However, she still replied, "That guy is not far from you. At your current speed, he'll catch up to you in less than half an hour. I can sense that his anger and killing intent are getting heavier by the minute. If he really catches up to you, you're a goner for sure. Also, I vaguely feel that there's another person lurking behind him. As for whose side that person is on, I have no idea."

  "Is there someone else? That means I won't have the chance to trick him into a deserted place and use my verbal skills?" Du Fan furrowed his brow. The greatest reliance couldn't be used casually, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

  He thought for a moment, then snorted and said: "Forget it, it's not like only Yanling can handle this Elvis. I, Du Fan, have many tricks up my sleeve. Let's go back home, to my underground room. It doesn't matter if the place has been exposed now. Besides, as long as he dares to follow me, I'll make sure he won't leave alive."

  Thinking of Du Fan's trap setup in the basement, Chenchen's scalp felt numb and she let out a "meow" before quickly withdrawing her head.

  Dufan's body rotated in mid-air and shot towards the Duke's mansion, but this time, the distance between the two narrowed even further, and Elvis' angry roar could still be heard from afar: "Dufan, you bastard, don't run if you have the guts!"

  "Hah! You're the idiot!" Du Fan retorted, "If you had any guts, you wouldn't be chasing after me, you piece of trash who only got into Roland Academy because of your mom's connections!"

  Elvis was so angry that his chest hurt, he didn't say anything else and just gritted his teeth to chase after him.

  Du Fan saw his fierce appearance in front of him, and hurriedly added a few "Quick Techniques" to himself, his body shape flashed into the Duke's Mansion like lightning.

  Several guards of the ducal mansion saw him and hastily bowed, Du Fan estimated that these people should have also received the news of his duel with someone again, so he shouted from a distance: "Don't stop the person following me behind, let him in... I've prepared a lot of good things for him!"