Hail the King

Lord Snow Eagle

, Legend of the Dragon King

, super soldiers

, Cultivation of Overturning Rain and Clouds

, Budo Supreme

, King of Eternal Night

, my neighbor is a banshee

, Legend of Xianmu

665、What is justice?

In the VIP seating area, some people with more flexible minds suddenly thought of something, and the expressions on their faces began to become weird.

Because at this time, even a fool can see that the Marseille Empire mission is definitely finding fault with King Chambord on purpose, and it is obvious that it has been prepared for a long time, and it chooses to jump out at this time to embarrass it. Well, asking Chambord to remove the magic shield was originally a very rude request, and Prince Cisse of Marseilles simply found a random excuse to declare war on Chambord.

In the air, there is a smell of conspiracy and killing.

There are successive popular horses] and the strong men of the Marseille Empire attacking the city of Chambord. The matter is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

This wedding night, but a little bit will not be too smooth.

...

The three masters of the Marseille Empire approached silently, rolling towards the opposite side mercilessly with the momentum of a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

"Hahaha, hurry up and open the water curtain Tianhua] protective cover, otherwise, the prince will start killing today, hmph, a small dependent country dares to disobey the prince's wishes, why don't you teach me a lesson? Fan, I can't let you lowly nouveau riche understand what the real background is!"

Prince Cisse of Marseilles was triumphant and bossy, his eyes full of undisguised provocation and banter.

Two moon-level powerhouses have already been entangled. Could it be possible that you, a small subsidiary country, can still have moon-level powerhouses stand up?

This is the idea of ​​Prince Cisse of Marseilles.

It is also the same thought of many people in the VIP area.

However, just when many people thought that Chambord City was at an absolute disadvantage, a scene that made them feel terrified appeared again——

"A shameless thing, a fool who is arrogant, is the Marseille Empire amazing?"

With a cold snort of disdain, in the seating area of ​​Chambord City opposite, three figures standing proudly with a deep aura came out slowly, and lined up in the same line. Standing in front of him, it was as if an unattainable city wall had been erected, and the momentum crushed by the three masters of the Marseille Empire on the opposite side, like waves hitting a hard reef, was completely shattered, and disappeared in an instant !

"Another three moon-level masters?! This is impossible!" Someone exclaimed in shock.

This is impossible!

These four words have been mentioned too many times in the past half an hour tonight.

In every seemingly impossible situation, Chambord City would create miracles.

Three strong men from Chambord City, one of them has short silver-white hair and a burly figure, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression. His whole body is shrouded in pale golden fighting spirit flames, even if he is not stagnant in the void, just relying on that majestic breath, It has already been shown that he is also a strong man with monthly strength.

The other two, one has black hair and a half-short head, tall and thin, with slender arms reaching below the knees, fair complexion, a pair of eagle eyes shining brightly, the other is slightly thin, about twenty years old, giving people a very flexible look. It felt like he could disappear into the air with a twist.

"It's Pierce, Cech and Robben!"

Outside the light curtain, the Chambord people were boiling. They recognized the faces of these three moon-level powerhouses. They were all warriors born and bred in Chambord City. Now, under the cultivation of the unparalleled King Chambord, they have become so powerful!

Some outsiders who had known the number of masters in Chambord City before were also shocked to the point where they lost their language ability.

The second prince of Zenit, Dominguez, accidentally squeezed the handicapped puppy Oka in his arms and barked...

"Paul Pierce,

The Guardian of the Capricorn Holy Peak of the Twelve Golden Holy Peaks in Chambord City, the Capricorn Gold Saint Seiya. "

Paul Pierce seemed to have fully comprehended the essence of His Majesty's usual pretentiousness. He put on the coolest pose, and with the most pretentious emphasis, he announced his name word by word. His gaze, Like a falcon like a falcon, it is frightening. He stared at a moon-level powerhouse from the Marseille Empire on the opposite side. In the next moment, his figure was just a flicker, and he was forced in front of the opponent in an instant. .

It was also at this moment that a cloud of sky-blue flame suddenly flickered on the ground of the square.

In the next moment, everyone saw in disbelief that the white-haired Pierce and the moon-level powerhouse of the Marseille Empire were surrounded by another sky-blue light circle with a diameter of about 20 meters. , the six-pointed star flickered, and the mysterious and strange sky-blue runes flickered continuously, and a faint wall of light was erected on the edge.

Bang bang bang! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Boom boom boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The two moon-level powerhouses had fought for hundreds of blows in an instant.

In the fierce battle, the sharp and frightening energy that could pierce through the mountains overflowed like a raging wave, but once it hit the blue wall of light that day, it disappeared instantly without causing the slightest ripple. .

And... another magic circle at the level of a forbidden spell?

"No, this is... the battle seal! It's the water god's battle seal], oh my god, how does this... Chambord city master this kind of magic array?"

This time, War Pirates] Mellberg was the first to react. Based on his experience, he couldn't help but screamed out at this time. It can be seen how shocking his heart is. Only the real old-fashioned powerhouse can Knowing what the existence of War Seal means, Mellberg's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and for the first time there was a little fear in his heart. There was finally a slight wavering about the victory or defeat of today's action.

Chambord City, the King of Chambord, made him unable to see the depth at all.

at the same time.

On the ground, two groups of sky-blue flames flickered again.

The other two masters of the Metz Empire have already met their respective opponents, and they have no ability to dodge at all. They were separated and besieged by the water god's battle seal that appeared on the ground, and they could not join forces with each other. , A pair of shadow regret together.

"The Guardian of the Scorpio Sacred Peak of the Twelve Golden Sacred Peaks, the Scorpio Saint Peter Cech!"

"The Guardian of the Twelve Golden Sacred Peaks, Aryan Robben, the Golden Saint of Libra!"

In the midst of two unisons of drinking, Cech and Robben took the initiative to attack at the same time, the pale golden sharp gold fighting spirit and the cyan wind fighting spirit were blazing, and the first move was a ruthless killing. Moved, and rushed towards the two moon-level powerhouses of the Marseille Empire.

above the square.

The earth-shattering sound of battle qi bursting continuously came from the three water god battle seals.

The terrifying energy turbulence, like a tsunami, even submerged the figures of the six masters who were fighting frantically. Even though they were blocked by the light wall of the water god battle seal, everyone could still feel the suffocating aftermath of the battle.

It is the first time for most people to watch the life-and-death duel between moon-level powerhouses at such a close distance. They watched the three battle circles carefully, afraid that they would miss any wonderful scene, because maybe a certain move at a certain moment could inspire them to break through the shackles that have plagued them for a long time.

At this time, the north side of the square.

On the nine-story thirty-six-step high platform that was ignored by everyone because of the tense situation in the field, the silent back of Chambord King Alexander was taking one step at a time. With the slightest smell of fireworks, the sky-blue robe fluttered in the night wind, as if he was left behind and independent, elegant and elegant, and he stepped on the steps leading to the ninth floor peak, and only a few people were left. to four steps.

The attack of the two behemoths within a million miles of the Marseille Empire and the Marseille Empire, if it were any other little king, he would have been frightened out of his wits long ago, begging for mercy on his knees... However, King Chambord couldn't turn around even if he looked at it. Take a look.

"Hmph, King Chambord, you are a bit too arrogant. Commander Mellberg and Prince Sissey are so honorable. They asked you personally, but you ignored them and turned swords against each other... Do you really think that , this is your territory, so no one can uphold fairness and justice?"

In the VIP seating area, another person stood up.

It is the prince of the Metz Empire, Adito Sark.

Behind him, there were also three strong men with unkind faces.

With the same words, the same attitude, the same provocation, and the same excuse, no one thought that at this time, the Metz Empire would choose to stand on the opposite side of Chambord. , must represent the will of the Metz Empire.

Chambord City has provoked so many powerful forces at the same time, what's going on?

Just when countless people felt that the situation was developing in a terrible direction that no one could predict, suddenly——

boom!

A figure fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily.

It was Didier Drogba, the moon-level powerhouse who was the first to fight in Chambord City. This burly man was as tall as a mountain. At this time, the bloody wounds on his body were shocking. His whole body was dyed red, he was half kneeling on the spot, his right arm propped on the ground, and his feet were even more blood-stained, soaked in the smashed gravel.

This look of embarrassment... Did Drogba lose?

Just when everyone thought that Chambord City had already lost a game, suddenly, another black shadow fell from the sky, hitting the ground hard like a meteor, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere. The gravel splashed, but this figure lay limp on the ground, motionless, without the slightest breath.

He is the month-level master of the Grim Reaper [Elm, Horse of the Wind].

This long-established butcher actually... died in battle!

Everyone's expressions that hadn't had time to bloom in the future froze on their faces in an instant.

Mellberg's eyes were wide open, and it was hard to believe what he saw. Elm was his most trusted arm, with outstanding strength. He was a veteran moon-level powerhouse. He had fought thousands of times and rarely lost. Died in a small city of Chambord? However, Sac, the prince of the Metz Empire who was originally aggressive, suddenly felt cold all over, and opened his mouth to say something.

"Bah!" Under the gaze of the crowd, Drogba stood up slowly like a blood bath, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, his fighting spirit remained undiminished, and his momentum was soaring, like a raging beast with the same hair, it was intimidating , not daring to look directly, Drogba spat out a mouthful of blood in disdain, looked at Sac, and said: "Administration of justice? It's up to you? It's really ridiculous! Where is the justice? You f*ck talk Look!"

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