Hail the King

"Fuck me!"

Fei grabbed both hands in the void, and a pair of blue and purple swords appeared in his hands. The terrifying power of a level 21 barbarian exploded in an instant. Although there was no gorgeous fighting spirit, the pure physical strength was even more terrifying. Shocked, the purple and blue swords turned into two dazzling afterimages in the air, and accurately hit the two yellow scimitars that suddenly attacked.

clang clang!

Two clusters of sparks burst out like magnificent fireworks.

In terms of strength alone, the instant explosive power of a 21-level barbarian is obviously higher than that of a master of the same level. The yellow scimitar bounced off without any suspense, and the huge force instantly shook the owner of the yellow scimitar. It's hard to describe their extreme surprise. They never expected that this little king could not feel the slightest wave of fighting spirit, but his strength was so huge.

Fei knocked off the scimitar with both swords, and his feet hit the ground. The barbarian skill [Jump] moved, flashing like jumping pills, and frantically volleyed towards Paris Hilton's defense line. At this time, Fei had already taken care of it. I can't go to protect the eldest princess anymore, because my fiancée Angela is already in great danger.

That windy woman was very fast, and she was in the sky in front of Angela in the blink of an eye.

"Get back!"

One blue and one red two-color fighting spirit shone brightly. Lampard and the warden Oleg fought to protect Angela's delicate body. Lampard possessed three-star strength. Under full blast, the blue water system was magnificent. The flames soared into the sky, and even enveloped Angela behind him and Oleg beside him. The black giant soldier behind him let out a clear trembling sound. Amidst the sound of the water, the huge blue flame of vindictiveness roared towards Paris, who was attacking in mid-air, like the raging waves of the sea.

The warden Oleg was relatively weak in strength, but he endured the injuries on his body and unleashed a sword with all his strength. The fiery red fighting spirit was like a long whip, volleying netbsp; With a sneer, she gently pressed her hand in the air.

bang bang!

Two muffled grunts, the blue wave of vindictiveness and the red flame whip collapsed in an instant. Lampard and Oleg, as if they had been hit hard, spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time, fell backwards and fell to the ground. To the king under the altar.

The two worked together, but they couldn't survive a move under Paris' hands.

There was no time for Sun Fei to come back.

white shadow flashed,

Paris appeared behind Angela in an instant.

A weak and boneless plain hand, just like holding a red rose flower before, gently strangled Angela's swan-like neck, and with a backhand palm, she volleyed the golden little lolita Jima who was about to pounce. Fei, Paris still had a coquettish smile on the corner of her mouth, her beautiful big eyes looked at Fei rushing towards him with a smile, and the undisguised playfulness in her eyes made Fei's heart sink little by little. down.

With one move, this woman easily restrained Angela.

"Let her go!"

Fei had to stop five meters away, and with a thought, the purple and green swords in his hands disappeared in a flash. His eyes were like sharp arrows blessed with ice magic, and he stared closely at Paris, wishing to kill this sao The bitches are crucified where they are.

"Tsk tsk tsk, are you nervous?"

Paris's smile was still so coquettish, with a suffocating beauty on her flawless white face, she didn't care about the chill in Fei's eyes at all, and gently grabbed Angela's neck with one hand, The other hand gently closed Angela's black and beautiful long hair in a leisurely manner, and the movements were intimate, as if a close female companion was dressing up for a friend.

"Little king, do you still remember what I said just now? Hehehe, your woman will be ravaged by the cheapest beggars in the world, and will be sold to the most humble military camps to be lowly military prostitutes... What? Like, are you scared now? Distressed? Scared? Hee hee hee hee, come here, kneel down, kiss hsweněn my toes, and I will spare your life!"

Fei's heart sank little by little.

This woman is crazy.

She returned to Fei every word what Sun Fei said just now.

Obviously, there was only one reason why Paris was the first to deal with Angela, a weak woman who had no threat at all—it was just because of what Fei said just now... Such a woman is as beautiful as a flower, and she cannot Fangwu, magnificent and charming, dressed in white clothes, fluttering out of the dust, like a Lingbo fairy, but like a devil, she has a stubborn and perverted psychology that is absolutely unimaginable and comprehensible to ordinary people. Her beauty is like a cat's eye gem. In the same pupils, there was a cruelty like a cat playing with a mouse. The slender hand that strangled Angela's neck was exerting force little by little, making the breathing of the girl in her arms become short, and then she smiled and admired Fei's impatient voice. expression.

At this time, the entire top of Dongshan Mountain has completely become a Shura battlefield.

The changing sword of the sword assassin was blocked by Zi Yan, a girl in purple clothes next to the eldest princess. The two seemed to be of similar strength. The sound of sharp swords colliding could only be heard in the air, and the fight was indistinguishable.

On the other side, the white-clothed assassin and knight commander Roman Pavlyuchenko were fighting each other, wearing a white suit with strange scales, barbed claws and claws. The assassin in white is erratic and mysterious, with a pair of sharp claws that seem to be able to tear apart the space at any time, and often make sneaky attacks in the most unexpected directions, and the smiling baby-faced golden knight Pavlyuchenko is completely gone. The most ingenious and clumsy way, the two-handed knight sword in the hand is just the simplest basic movements such as cutting, chopping, chopping, chopping, and sweeping. The assassin's incomparably exquisite moves were blocked, preventing him from taking a walk, so he couldn't get close to the eldest princess.

After being forced away by Fei, the scimitar and double swordsman did not chase after him, and turned around to kill Princess Zhan.

At this time, the eldest princess was no longer protected by masters, and the more than two hundred Zenit imperial cavalry showed the iron-blooded demeanor of imperial soldiers at this time. They were fearless in the face of death, and shouted loudly. In front of the princess, they surrounded their princesses and built steel walls with their own flesh and blood. Even if they died in battle, the corpses would still stand in front of the eldest princess. The scene was extremely tragic.

Those two strange yellow scimitar swordsmen were furious. Although their strength was far higher than that of the cavalry, their swords were so bright that every time they passed, the head of the cavalry shot up into the sky and died on the spot... However, in the face of Looking at this group of fearless soldiers, within a short period of time, they couldn't get close to the eldest princess...

The king's altar built with huge white stones began to tremble under the damage of the soil master who sneaked into the ground. It was like a decayed wooden house creaking and about to collapse. Cracks like spider webs were cracked one after another, dust was flying up into the sky, and the altar of the king was about to collapse. Many soldiers howled and fell into the cracks and died unexpectedly.

Whoosh whoosh!

From time to time, silent sharp arrows fly out of the dust, piercing the soldiers' foreheads, eye sockets, throats and hearts like bloodthirsty poisonous snakes... The whereabouts of the bow and arrow master lurking in the dark are erratic, and the arrows and arrows Killing, like the touch of death.

Under the king's altar, an unexpected scene appeared——

The princes and envoys from various countries also fought into a group at this time.

The princes and envoys of more than a dozen countries, including King Dalei, the son of Shenhua, King Poyong, the son of Luneng, and Li Yi, the envoy of Chanba Kingdom, immediately stood up and did the same thing after Paris said "kill". The thing - tie a red ribbon on his arm, and then, with a grinning grin, drew out the long sword blade at his waist and slashed at the people who didn't wear the red ribbon around him.

"His Royal Highness Domingos will reward you for killing the eldest princess!"

"Bastard... get lost..."

"Kill Tanasa, don't keep alive, don't let go of anyone who canonize the mission!"

"Hahahaha, kill me, kill hard, kill these envoys and guards first!"

In the dust that soared into the sky, the rays of the golden morning sun were faintly visible in the dust and mist, and the entire top of Dongshan Mountain seemed to have turned into a bloody Shura hell, with swords, lights and swords flashing in one piece, stumps and broken arms flying all over the sky, Blood splashed like pouring rain, and there were mournful wailing and ferocious cries everywhere...

The team of envoys from various countries with more than 200 people was divided into two groups.

The party with the red ribbon on their arms obviously knew what would happen in this canonization ceremony. They were well prepared, reacted quickly, raised difficulties, and organized tightly. They quickly gained the upper hand and slaughtered these people wantonly opponent.

The other party was purely friendly envoys who came to congratulate Sun Fei on becoming king. These people were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses. Most of them were killed or injured in a short period of time. In front of the enemy, you are like a small sampan on the sea in a storm, in danger of being destroyed at any time.

Fei glanced at it, and at this moment he completely understood everything.

It turned out that the canonization ceremony on the top of Dongshan Mountain had already become the place of confrontation between two huge forces. Before that, this was the conspiracy and danger he had been vaguely feeling. As the saying goes, a fire at the city gate would affect the fish in the pond. This battle had nothing to do with Xiangbo City, but since it was chosen as the unfortunate host, the demise of Xiangbo City seemed to have been doomed long ago.

"Little king, what are you still hesitating about?"

Paris looked at Fei with a smile, as if everything that happened around her had nothing to do with her: "Come here, kneel down and beg me, crawl over... lie at my feet, hehehehe, maybe I really Will spare your life."

Fei looked at Angela.

This beautiful girl is like a solitary lily in the dusty sky, her face is a little pale, but the brilliance in those beautiful eyes is always firm, without a trace of fear, The sky blue dress on her body was stained with drops of blood splashed from a distance, like plum blossoms in bloom, and the gray dust covered the original blue color of the gown.

This set of gowns was personally designed by Fei Fei for Angela before the ceremony. It was gorgeous and clear, outlining the girl's thrilling beauty.

Suddenly, there was a wind, and the girl's skirt was blown up, revealing the smooth white tuǐ below, which was so beautiful that it was fascinating.

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