My Wife Can't Be a Liar

Black Joan was thinking like this, and then suddenly felt the sudden shock of Favna directly under her.

"what happened?"

Black Jeanne asked.

In her perception, she felt Favna's mixed feelings of fear, hatred and joy.

This kind of feeling is as if she saw that Bai Zhende.

She thought this way, and then saw a man waving a giant sword and jumping directly on Favna's body, facing her face to face.

Chapter 37 Do you really think I'm going to write about brave men slaying dragons?

"Oh? Siegfried, aren't you running away? I thought you would continue to run away like a little mouse?"

Looking at Siegfried who was facing her, Joan of Arc waved the battle flag in his hand and said.

"I'm sorry, it's the final decisive battle at this moment, and I will never back down again no matter what!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Siegfried's mouth, then he looked at Hei Jean seriously and said.

"Oh? Really? Then I seem to have to deal with you before dealing with that guy!"

Black Joan looked at Siegfried's performance and said with disdain.

Afterwards, the battle flag was waved directly, and the flames of revenge rushed towards Siegfried.

Seeing the intense flames approaching him, Siegfried neither dodged nor avoided, his face still had a calm expression.

This guy, does he think his blood armor can withstand my flames?

Black Joan thought so.

But soon, she realized that she was wrong.

"My lord! Bless my teammates!"

In front of Siegfried, a ray of light that Joan of Arc hated the most appeared in front of her.

"Jane!"

Black Joan gritted her teeth and watched her flame being extinguished by the golden light released by White Joan.

Then, in the sky, Joan of Arc in white clothes and armor directly fell down.

"Black Joan, your opponent is me!"

Jeanne said seriously.

At the same time, the battle flag in his hand was raised high, and he stabbed it with a straight shot.

Joan of Arc inherited 100% of Joan's memory, and was prepared for this attack a long time ago. When she saw Joan of Arc's attack, she rolled up the black flag in her hand, and twisted the two battle flags. Wrap around the sacred banner of Joan of Arc.

"Where did you come from? Why, why didn't my investigation find anything?"

Black Jeanne gritted her teeth and said.

"This, it's confidential!"

Joan of Arc made a rare joke.

Afterwards, she grabbed the two intersecting flags fiercely, and threw them under Favna.

In order not to lose the flag, Joan of Arc reluctantly jumped down with Joan of Arc.

"The battle here will be handed over to Mr. Siegfried and your Favna. Let's fight to the death below!"

Bai Zhende said with a smile in mid-air.

"Hmph, you can't escape the fate of failure anyway, so do whatever you want!"

Black Joan said disdainfully.

Afterwards, the two started fighting in mid-air.

......

While they were fighting for their own will and wishes, Siegfried, who was on top of the dragon at the moment, was constantly wrestling with Favna.

Feeling that the person she hates the most is standing on her back at this moment, Favna has already flown to the extreme.

The five-fingered dragon claw swung back, and the nails taller than a man grabbed Siegfried directly, as if they wanted to beat him into a meatloaf.

"This kind of attack, I can handle too much!"

Facing the fierce attack of Dragon Claw, Siegfried just smiled calmly.

Seeing the direction it was attacking from, Siegfried swung his body lightly, dodging the attack directly.

Then, he drew his sword and attacked, and the big sword stretched out in the direction of the dragon's claws, and directly pierced into the dragon's arm.

Originally, the toughness of the dragon skin was the best in the world. Ordinary weapons would only end up being broken when they hit it.

But Siegfried's big sword is different. Under his attack, the long sword seems to cut directly into the cream like a red-hot iron, instantly cutting off the dragon's rough skin, revealing the tenderness of dragon meat.

"Roar--"

Favna let out a howl of extreme pain, and then turned her body directly, shaking Siegfried who was still standing on the dragon's back.