440 Chapter 438! the defeated elf cultivator

Furnace fire returned to the commercial district with a gloomy expression. When he passed by the city gate, he happened to run into a group of cultivators in loucheng, who were travel-worn.

Furnace fire knew that these people must be the sissies from the elf race just by looking at their annoying faces.

Furnace fire had never had a good impression of this group of people who always thought they were better than others and always acted like they were above others.

The dwarves 'City area was adjacent to the elves'. In the past thousands of years, the two sides had fought fiercely more than once, and their hatred had been long-standing.

Although it wasn't to the extent of fighting to the death, they also didn't like each other and often fought.

Even if the situation had eased up, as long as the cultivators of the two races met, there would often be quarrels and physical conflicts.

The young dwarves were very passionate about this kind of battle. Their greatest pleasure was to knock out the teeth of these sissy boys, press them into the dust, and sit on them.

When furnace fire was young, he had participated in several such battles. He had even captured the son of a level 5 elven city Lord and stuffed him under his butt for an entire day!

This was also one of the achievements that furnace was proud of. Every time he drank to demean the elves, he would bring up this matter.

If he had run into this group of people on a normal day, furnace fire would have stepped forward and mocked them, clearly expressing his disdain.

Furnace fire loved to see the Furious elf cultivators draw their swords and fight to the death with him.

Every time this happened, the furnace fire would imagine the other party as a group of monkeys jumping up and down, laughing loudly while holding their stomachs.

Although he had maintained this habit for many years, he was in a bad mood today, so he naturally lost the mood to tease these elves.

All he wanted to do now was to return to his living area and tell the leader of the cultivators in Lou Cheng what he had seen.

But at this moment, the sound of quarreling suddenly came, attracting the attention of the furnace fire.

He turned around and saw the group of elven monks who had just arrived at Holy Dragon City gathered at the gate of the inner city. They seemed to have a conflict with the city guards.

Seeing this, furnace immediately stopped and ran back to watch the show.

Furnace, who already had a basic understanding of the Holy Dragon city's strength, looked up at the arrogant elven cultivators and could not help but snicker.

This group of damn sissies always thought that they should be treated with courtesy wherever they went. They used elegant excuses but only did things like taking things by force.

Now that you've provoked the Holy Dragon City, you'll have to suffer!

Just as furnace fire was pondering, the argument at the city gate had become more and more intense.

There were nearly 100 elven cultivators who had just arrived, and they were all wearing white capes and fine armor.

In terms of cultivation, this group of elf cultivators was very strong. The lowest cultivation was Level 4, and there were ten Lord-tier cultivators.

Such combat power could easily destroy an Ordinary Level 5 city!

At this moment, they were all standing in front of the inner city gate, facing off against the city guards.

A handsome elven Lord in hollow armor was coldly looking at the Holy Dragon City Warriors in front of him. He ordered, " I'll say it again. I have an official document from the elven capital in my hands. I need to hand it over to your city Lord, so tell him to come and see me immediately!

The one confronting this elf was a level 2 Holy Dragon City warrior.

The black-armored Holy Dragon City warrior showed no fear in the face of this elf who was strong enough to crush him. He snorted coldly and said,"If you want to see the city Lord, I can help you report it.

Who Do You Think You Are to make the city Lord come to see you? I think you're still sleeping?"

The elf Lord sneered and looked at the warrior with disdain. He said sarcastically,"What status do you have, how dare you make your own decisions?"

"I'm just an ordinary warrior in charge of guarding this gate, so I have the right to refuse your request!

I can tell you clearly that this kind of thing that disgraces the city Lord's prestige can not happen here!

Let me tell you, the Holy Dragon City is different from other places. Here, your methods won't work!"

At this point, the Holy Dragon City soldier narrowed his eyes and coldly said, " "I'll warn you one more time, this is the inner city area. Unrelated people are forbidden from approaching.

If you continue to ignore my warning, I have the right to shoot you dead!"

As if in response to the warrior's warning, as soon as he finished his words, a series of mechanical sounds suddenly came from the city wall.

Four close-range defense cannons, two anti-aircraft machine guns, and countless black muzzles were placed on the top of the city wall, all of which instantly locked onto the elf cultivators.

The eyes of the city guards were filled with killing intent.

An extremely oppressive aura suddenly spread out, making people feel as if death was close at hand.

The arrogant elf cultivators 'expressions changed. At this moment, they felt a strong sense of danger.

They had a premonition that the metal pipes on the city wall could easily tear them to pieces!

Although they were extremely confident in their martial arts and bow and arrows, they still lacked confidence in the face of this cold killing intent.

But even so, they didn't dare to retreat. They could only grit their teeth and face it, because they represented the face of the elven race.

The elven Lord who was negotiating with the Holy Dragon city's soldiers also felt the thick murderous aura and was shocked.

He pretended to be relaxed as he glanced at the weapons. His expression did not change, but in fact, his muscles were tensed.

The elves also had similar guns and weapons, but because they were too few in number, they were basically only used for research and rarely used in actual combat.

Although they had confirmed through intelligence that Holy Dragon City had a large number of firearms and weapons, they still did not have a clear conclusion on the actual power of these weapons.

However, it seemed that the power of these firearms and weapons was far beyond his imagination!

After realizing this, the elven Overlord wasn't as confident as before.

Just as he was feeling troubled, his expression suddenly changed. He seemed to have heard a sound, and his eyes kept moving.

A few seconds later, the elf Lord's expression softened, and he said to the city guard,"Since you insist, I don't have to bother with a small fry like you.

Please inform the city Lord that the elven moon god Count's daughter, Yue qianhua, requests an audience with the city Lord. She has something to discuss with the city Lord!"

His attitude this time was obviously much friendlier than before. At the very least, there was no sense of superiority in his tone.

When the Holy Dragon City soldier heard this, he coldly glanced at the other party and picked up the walkie-talkie beside him.

After explaining the situation, a reply came from the walkie-talkie after a few minutes.

After listening to the report, the warrior with the headphones said to the elf Lord in front of him, " "The city Lord can see you, but only three of you can go in. You don't need to bring any weapons!"

The elven monk looked at the walkie-talkie in the Holy Dragon City soldier's hand with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He turned to look at the team behind him.

A white-robed woman nodded slightly, then looked at the extremely beautiful woman beside her.

This woman was also wearing a white cloak and a fitting white leather armor. The design was exquisite, and it perfectly accentuated the curves of her body.

Although her chest wasn't very large, it was extremely well-proportioned and looked quite pleasing to the eye.

Under the White leather armor was a pair of perfectly proportioned legs, straight and round. A strange white fabric tightly wrapped around her slender legs, emitting a faint fluorescent light.

She wore a pair of white leather boots that extended to her knees. There were exquisite patterns on them, and it was obvious that they were expensive.

Accompanied by the two Lord-tier cultivators, the woman slowly passed through the city gates and entered the inner city.