Hail the King

"Oh no……"

Seeing the old man with white beard and white master Murphy being blown away like a rag sack, Paris not far away let out a desperate roar. She flashed in the air several times like lightning, and grabbed the white master Murphy. Catch him before he falls hard on the ground.

The first two shocking depressions of the white old man were a pair of fist marks.

The two punches sank four or five centimeters deep, and they were deeply imprinted on the mouth of the white master Mo Fei. You can even clearly see the imprint of your fingers. Fei's body almost completely destroyed the heart and meridians of this sharp gold grudge master. A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth like a spring. Only a super expert can barely stand in place trembling.

In ten meters away.

The one who staggered before was annihilated in Rui Jin, and the vindictive maniacal netg straightened his body and stood where he was.

With a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, he reached out and took off the T-shaped nose helmet on his head. His sharp chestnut hair, a square face, a straight nose, and sharp-edged facial contours appeared in Paris. In Murphy's terrified pupils, this is a warrior who is not tall, he can even be said to be a little thin and short, but his body is filled with a soldier's iron-blooded aura. He stands there gently, In an instant, it gave people a tragic atmosphere of facing tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

"Ah... Your Highness Arshavin?!"

Seeing the face of this cavalryman clearly, Murphy, a master with white beard and white hair, and Paris, a flirtatious woman, all of a sudden turned pale, and their expressions of shock were beyond words.

The grand prince of the Zenit Empire, [Military God] Arshavin actually appeared in person?

how can that be?

Paris clearly remembered that according to the information she received before, His Highness should still be in the military camp of the imperial capital at this moment... Damn it, who is the general who is sitting in the imperial capital [Iron Blood Ying] at this moment? Paris was so careful that she thought of another possibility almost instantly - it was obvious that His Highness Arshavin who was in the imperial camp at this time was just a stand-in to deceive others!

This is the lore!

This is the trump card!

Who would have thought that His Royal Highness the Great Prince would not hesitate to lower his status, disguise himself and quietly hide among the canonized missions, and arrived at Xiangbo City early, and then at a critical moment, he suddenly attacked, easily seriously injuring his own expert , turning the whole situation around.

A person who should not have appeared,

But it happened.

Then, everything is changed.

At this time, Fei was floating in [Assassin mode] and hiding in the smoke and dust around him. Seeing this scene, he immediately fell through his glasses, because he knew this thin and short chestnut warrior—if I remember correctly, he was in Ze When the entrusted mission of the Nite Empire arrived in Xiangbo City on the first day, the warrior's identity was the carriage driver of the eldest princess.

At that time, Fei's barbarian character level had just reached level 16, and his sensing wasn't very accurate, but he vaguely felt that the coachman was a master, but he didn't expect this master to be as tall as a few hundred floors.

Moreover, from the exclaimed voices of Paris and Murphy just now, Fei also finally knew another noble status of this maroon short warrior - the great prince of the empire Andrei Arshavin, who is very likely to inherit in the future The Emperor Yashin ruled the Zenit Empire and was known as the [Zenit Army God].

This discovery completely shocked Fei.

What happened on the top of Dongshan Mountain today was really unbelievable. One after another big figures suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air, one after another unexpected things happened... Fei could only shake his head, he found that he wanted to be with these people... The big shots are fighting each other, but it's still a little bit worse.

"Paris, let them stop!"

With a confident smile on his face, Arshavin stared at the old and the young in front of him.

There was no joy in his expression, even though the woman in front of him had helped his not-so-friendly younger brother and brought him huge troubles and almost unbearable losses countless times. He wanted to kill her every time in his dream... But when he really held this woman's life firmly in his hands, Arshavin suddenly saw a feeling of sympathy.

Such a perfect woman, but it's a pity that she can't be used by herself... Such a beautiful lady, what a thief.

Paris quickly stabilized her mood, chewing on the sudden bitterness at the corner of her beautiful mouth, sighed, and waved her slender hand lightly.

The entire battlefield instantly calmed down.

In fact, after the appearance of the eldest prince Arshavin, many people have consciously or unconsciously stopped this meaningless fight, especially looking at the two shocking fist marks on the mouth of the white-bearded Murphy, almost Everyone on the top of Dongshan instantly understood that at this point, the duel had already been decided ahead of time.

In the Zenit Empire, the Grand Prince Arshavin is a myth.

This His Highness, who is less than twenty-five years old, has already cultivated the fire-type Dou Qi to a six-star level, "contains spirit and restraint, and Dou Qi is like a knife". He can be called the number one young master in the Zenit Empire for a hundred years , in addition to his strong personal strength, he is also skilled in the art of war, led the army with a weak crown, has experienced battles, and has been bloody on the border for six years. During this period, he has made countless outstanding military exploits. Invincible, is the Zenit Empire's No. 1 elite division in combat effectiveness, and has the reputation of "Whip of the God of War" among all countries.

Under normal circumstances, Murphy, who is an expert of the older generation, could still compete with this Zenit military god, but under the unexpected sneak attack, Murphy was seriously injured at this time, his meridians were completely ruptured, and he died. Not long ago, and Arshavin was only slightly injured when he resisted the storm of sharp gold grudge just now, and he still has at least seventy-eight out of ten of his sixth-level fire system combat power. It can control the entire next battle situation.

With the cessation of the fighting between the two sides, the dust that filled the sky also gradually settled.

There are still limbs and broken arms and muddy water soaked in scarlet blood.

The entire altar of the king has completely collapsed and become a ruin.

Around the ruins of the king's altar, the survivors looked different.

There are obviously more people with red ribbons on their arms. They had taken the initiative in the battle before, but their number has no effect on the overall outcome. A six-star expert like Arshavin can instantly win the battle with just one finger. After crushing them into slag, the faces of Shenhua, Luneng, Chanba and other people showed unconcealable despair and fear.

But those envoys, princes and guards from other countries who suffered heavy casualties from the sudden attack were overjoyed, and some even wept with joy.

With Paris waving, the crowd parted in an orderly manner.

After a sound of careful and cautious footsteps, the assassin with a sword, the assassin with sharp claws in white, the double-swordsman with a yellow scimitar, and the earth-type master who had faced Fei's hasty escape before stood behind the flirtatious woman Paris. The various envoys and guards with red ribbons also stood by Paris's side with despair on their faces - even though their bowels were about to turn green at this time, it didn't work at all. This was a suicidal gamble. Standing on the wrong side in this assassination plan has basically announced the end of their own lives and the destruction of the country they represent.

On the other side, the few innocent survivors were still in shock, like the cubs of the old hen who had finally found the old hen under the pounce of an eagle, and stood tremblingly behind the eldest prince Arshavin and the eldest princess, among the crowd. Among them, Modric, the little prince of the Kingdom of Reyk, survived the tuan battle despite being covered in wounds all over his body and being very embarrassed.

In this way, the crowd finally divided into two groups, and the two faced each other.

The atmosphere was terribly depressing.

At this time, Fei appeared with grinning teeth, and he switched back to [Barbarian Mode], but he was seriously injured, and the robe originally used to participate in the king's ceremony was torn into pieces. There were also bloody mouths on the soft leather lining underneath. His face was covered with blood, except for a pair of black eyes. His whole body was covered in blood plasma. A bloody footprint.

Such an injury was so miserable that the witnesses were so sad that they wept.

After seeing this scene, many people wondered whether the little king would die on the spot with a push of his legs in the next moment. What's even more miserable is that, except for the unlucky little king who was disturbed by someone in the entire Xiangbo City, all other guards and officers without exception really forgot, Lampard, Drogba, Oleg and The corpses of Barak and others lay quietly on the periphery of the ruins of the king's altar, blood stained the stones and soil under them...

"Ah, Alexander, it's great that you're alive."

The King of Lake, Modric, who survived the catastrophe, seemed very humane. After seeing Fei, he quickly cheered and helped him over. Many people saw Fei being punched by the six-star master Murphy before. , At that time, the sky was full of dust, and everyone thought the little king was dead. Unexpectedly, this guy's life was harder than a mouse in the sewer. Although he looked extremely miserable, he survived.

Modric supported Fei and stood behind the eldest prince Arshavin.

"Paris, what a pity. It looks like I'm going to win this time."

Arshavin looked at Paris with a smile and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Finally, this woman who gave him a headache was finally no longer a threat.

Clap clap!

Paris applauded softly.

This flirtatious woman showed her side far superior to many men in the desperate situation, and she surprisingly quickly recovered her calm in the shortest possible time. The mistress smiled and said sincerely: "To be honest, I never thought that the grand prince of the empire would come to this remote and bitterly cold small country because of me, and even pretended to be a lowly soldier to attack... Tsk Tsk tsk, Your Highness Andre, tell me, should I feel honored or afraid?"

Of course Arshavin could hear the irony in the woman's words, but he was already the winner now, so he still smiled and didn't mind at all.

"However, I have to admit that this is really a good move! The death of those soldiers is very valuable. At least they have made Murphy's nerves, so that it is possible for you to easily attack Murphy, Your Highness... But, Prince Your Highness, if you let them die like this, aren't you afraid that the living soldiers will be disappointed?"

"Paris, you've come to this point, put away your little thoughts, surrender to me, work for me, and don't kill you today."

Arshavin still smiled, but he said these words domineeringly, without any room for loopback.

"Hee hee, Your Highness, I'm afraid you are too confident in your own strength. Although I can't kill you and the eldest princess today, with my current strength, if I want to escape, I can still escape, right?" Paris smiled like a hua, The demeanor is peaceful, as if chatting with an old friend, the words are full of provocation and temptation, but there is no intention of surrendering at all.

"You chose to escape from the beginning, maybe there is still hope, but now you can't."

Arshavin still had a masterful smile on his face. At some point, Grand Knight Commander Roman Pavlyuchenko led the remaining twenty-five cavalry to firmly guard the only stone staircase leading from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. , In this way, maybe the sword assassin and others can block Arshavin for Paris for a few seconds, but if Paris fails to blast the soldiers and Pavlyuchenko down the stone path at the first time, Arshavin will There is a chance to use thunder to kill her in the next second.

When Paris saw this scene, her expression changed quietly.

"Sister Tanasa, your luck is really enviable. If it weren't for this little king who accidentally destroyed my plan, the person who will die today might be you, sister..."

Paris seemed to have resigned herself to her fate at this time, and there was a hint of unwillingness on that beautiful face, as if unwilling to stop talking to Arshavin, her eyes turned to the distant place standing quietly among the crowd. The eldest princess Tanasa who stood still, her tone was mournful, as if her younger sister was really acting like a baby to her older sister.

This woman is indeed a witch who brings disaster to all living beings. When she frowned and bit her red net, the gloomy look in the corner of her eyes immediately made most of the men present feel pity for me, wanting to embrace this beauty in her arms. Gentle comfort in the arms.

The eldest princess just smiled slightly: "Indeed, my luck is better today."

When the female literary saint said this, it was tantamount to acknowledging Sun Fei's role in this contest.

Indeed, Fei was like a crap stick, messing up the script originally set by both parties.

If Fei hadn't become a red face in a rage and forced Paris Hilton, a terrible vicious woman, into the mirror of death, forcing her to let the old man with white beard Murphy appear in advance, then even the eldest princess would still have With Arshavin's hole card, it won't be so easy to win. After all, Murphy is also a six-star expert, and such an older generation of experts also has very rich fighting experience, and his actual combat power should not be underestimated. Among the frontrunners, Arshavin, who is known as the "Zenit Army God", is not sure of winning. If he hides in the dark, it will be even more terrifying.

Assassins are like falling in love, the one who takes the initiative first is likely to suffer the most damage.

Hearing the Eldest Princess admit that she was indeed lucky, Paris suddenly had a strange smile on her face: "However, sometimes, one cannot succeed by relying solely on luck."

"You..." The eldest princess seemed to have thought of something, and her face changed instantly: "Everyone pay attention..."

However, it was too late.

At this moment, something that no one expected happened suddenly——

I saw the King of Lake Modric who was standing next to Fei's eyes suddenly froze. In the heart of the eldest prince Arshavin and the purple girl Ziyan.

In the next moment, vigorous power exploded, and the fiery red domineering grudge exploded in a series of explosions in an instant.

Puff--!

Changes in the elbow and armpit.

incredible.

Arshavin and Zi Yan focused their attention on Paris and the others, always guarding against this terrible woman's trapped beast. How could they have thought that there would be a surprise attack by their own people behind them, and the person who made the attack was standing right next to him? Beside me, at such a close distance, even the two of them had supernatural powers and had no time to react, and even before they could even activate their protective fighting spirit, they were hit firmly by Modric's fiery red palms. Being blasted into the body, both of them spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, enduring the force of the palm.

The expressions of disbelief, anger, shock, etc. on the faces of the two of them for a moment varied.

After a successful blow, Modric didn't fly back, but smirked and slapped his backhand, a flame of battle energy turned into a long dragon, roaring and hitting the eldest princess not far away.

It happened suddenly, and most people still didn't react to it.

For a while, no one thought of protecting the eldest princess.

Seeing that this wise and resourceful princess was about to turn into a cloud of blood mist in front of the surprise attack, but at this moment, a miraculous change appeared—a blue prototype defensive water suddenly appeared in front of the eldest princess inconceivably. The curtain tightly sealed the princess's whole body in the water curtain, collided with the fire dragon, and there was a burst of violent ripples on the water curtain, which even offset Modric's attack.

"Despicable thing, die to me!"

[Zenit Army God] Arshavin finally came to his senses at this time. Seeing that the eldest princess was in danger, he gritted his teeth and frantically circulated the remaining battle energy with serious injuries. He slammed an earth-shattering palm. Immediately, the blasted blood stained Changhong, spurted blood high and flew backwards, and fell in front of Paris and the others, which counted as saving their lives.

This change can be described as an elbow and axillary change.

Instantly put everyone in a state of petrification.

It's incredible.

How could such a thing happen?

No one thought that Modric, the least likely little prince of Lake Country who would stand on the side of Paris's assassins, would suddenly attack without warning, and no one thought that the strength of this little prince would far surpass the previous two. Star power, with one palm, almost killed Arshavin and Zi Yan, the two most powerful masters on the side of the eldest princess. Even if the eldest princess mainly had a high-level water-type magic equipment for protection, I'm afraid she would have to hate on the spot.

The air on the top of Dongshan changed instantly.

This unbelievable dramatic change caused a huge change in the strength of both sides in an instant.

Murphy, Arshavin, and Ziyan, who were originally the most powerful people on the top of Dongshan Mountain, were all seriously injured and unable to move. The only complete combat power left by the eldest princess was Roman Pavlyuchenko and his daughter. Swordsman Susan, and the twenty dispensable cavalrymen and more than a dozen envoys from other countries, while Paris used sword assassins, white claw assassins, scimitar double swordsmen, and Mo of unknown strength. Although Drich and the Saber Assassin were injured to varying degrees, they were not lost after fighting, while Paris was not injured at all...

The balance of power between the two sides was instantly reversed.

This kind of subversion happened so quickly, it felt like a dream.

Originally, those Shen Hua Guo Da Lei Wang and others with red ribbons on their arms were already ashamed, but at this moment they were all brightened, and it was difficult to conceal the ecstasy of escaping from death. All the waists straightened up.

"Hee hee, Sister Tanasa, you finally made a mistake!"

The coquettish smile of the coquettish woman Paris once again returned to her peerless face, a blood-stained white dress fluttered in the morning wind on the top of the eastern mountain, with a smug expression like a little girl who succeeded in a prank. Girl, it wasn't until this time that people realized that the words she said before were just acting.

The eldest princess kept silent.

And [Zenit Army God] His Royal Highness Arshavin, although angry, has already begun to shake uncontrollably. Modric's palm just now caused him too much damage. On the other side, the girl in purple, Ziyan, closed her eyes tightly. , Beads of sweat dripped from the girl's unique fair and beautiful cheeks, and the purple flames all over her body surged crazily.

"Hehehe, speaking of it, it was a big surprise. Originally, I just wanted to kill Sister Tanasa and cut off one of your highness Arshavin's arms. It’s gone, haha, Goddess of Fate is really generous, I think His Highness Dominguez will be very happy to know the news.”

With a charming smile and a biting murderous look, Paris approached step by step with soft steps.

Behind him, the assassins finally lifted the thick veil on his face.

"It's a pity. I wanted to have a good time with the two highnesses, but in order to avoid long nights and dreams, I can only kill you as soon as possible."

Paris's tone was so gentle, but in the eyes of Arshavin and others, it was more like a death god.

"Hehe, good trick, but, I'm curious, if you kill me and Tanasa, where is the father, how do you explain it? There are so many people present, such a secret can't be kept at all, sooner or later , he will know everything that happened here, how long can you and Domingos keep the door open?"

Arshavin sat on the stone in place, trying his best to delay the time and activate the remaining battle energy in his body, but the hope was very slim. He was injured too badly, and his strength was depleted.

"Hehehe, Your Highness, are you saying this in order to adjust the atmosphere as a joke? You know better than me that this plan was a road of no return from the very beginning. Do you still expect me to let you go? Kill and Being killed is just a very simple matter. His Highness Domingos will naturally explain it clearly to Emperor Yassin, saying that the untouchables in Xiangbo City rebelled, sister Tanasa died in battle unfortunately, and your Highness, you are not good. Are you sitting in the handsome tent of [Iron Blood Battalion]?"

Paris laughed lightly, but the breath revealed in the words made Arshaxin's heart sink a little bit.

The use of a substitute this time was originally a beautiful plan to escape the shell, and it almost worked, but now because of the sudden change, it backfired and became a trick for the opponent. The meaning in Paris's mouth is very obvious. As long as you The gloomy younger brother Dominguez has mastered his substitute, and he can even control the [Iron Blood Battalion] with the help of the substitute without any effort.

"Obina, Modric, and Hesheng Town, the three of you immediately took all kinds of envoys and guards to bloodbath Xiangbo City, and then set fire to this small town. Remember, don't leave anyone alive, give me To create the illusion of civil uprising..."

Paris lightly waved her fibrous hand, and gave orders filled with ruthless blood and fire to the assassins behind her.

"As ordered."

The three assassins and Shen Hua Guo Da Lei Wang, Chan Ba ​​Guo and others were very happy. This is a good opportunity to make money. They can freely loot the royal family and wealthy nobles in Xiangbo City. According to the previous understanding, there is no decent resistance in Xiangbo City at this time.

but--

"Hey, wait, it's really rude. If you want to rob Xiangbo City, you should first ask the master if he agrees!"

Fei, who was covered in blood and couldn't even walk steadily, stood up suddenly.

"You..." Modric had a look of disdain on his face, and jokingly said, "With such a serious injury, do you think you can turn the situation around? Save your energy and bleed to death for free, hahaha .”

"Uh, you said you were injured?" Fei stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, his footsteps suddenly stopped staggering, and his body straightened: "I'm really sorry, I'm just pretending."

At this time, Fei was alive and kicking, but he still looked a little injured.

"Come on, why did you help this Aunt Paris?" Fei put his hands on his hips, grasping everything, and pointed to the two behind Modric with a hostile face: "And you, aren't you already dead?" Did you come back to life? How did you come back to life?" (83 Chinese Website)