Sky Dragon Rider

The spectators outside the battle zone were stunned. Have the guts to challenge, but not the guts?

Are you dizzy? !Pretend it!

Is that Tessie come here to play the clown?The sword god clown is probably unprecedented, and there will be no one since!The Tessie Empire was ashamed of itself.

"Bastard! Who? Who is going to replace Hawking? Kill that guard for me!"

Alsop, a diplomat of the Tesi Empire Mission with a livid face and no demeanor, let out a low growl like a wounded beast. In his heart, only by killing that royal guard of Sri Lanka could the Tesi Empire's face be saved a little bit. .

But the Tessie guards around looked at each other in blank dismay, all silent without exception.

The situation on the duel field was clear at a glance, not to mention any one of them going on the field to continue to challenge the Slan royal guard, even if they went together, they would not be able to withstand the random blow of the monster.

They are not afraid of sacrifice, but they cannot accept this meaningless death for nothing.

Without the giant dragon, that goddamn Silan is even more difficult to provoke, even the monsters are so fond of him, is this guy a child of the gods, why are those extremely tyrannical creatures lined up to hug his thigh.

"A bunch of trash, what does the empire still support you for?"

Seeing the cowardly appearance of the guards, none of whom dared to fight, Alsop was furious.

But no matter how angry he was, no one was willing to stand out for this absurd behavior. Even if he went to war, he would not save anything for the empire, but would only add to the laughing stock. This diplomat is already in a mess.

A tyrannical wave of mental power suddenly came from the palace in Delan City.

"Lei Wen?! What are you doing out of the city? Hurry up and come back to me, don't meddle in the affairs of the human race, it has nothing to do with you!"

The pair of Xuanyu Huangxing floating in the sky above the duel field outside the city was stunned. It was no longer familiar with the mental fluctuations from the "Dragon Nest" of the Royal Dragoon Legion of the Slan Empire. It was the other Xuanyu. Yu Huangxing.

He had just been beaten by it a few days ago, which made Lei Wen's response a little weak.

"Elinor, I just came to see my knight! Just for a while, if I don't come, he will die. I finally got a knight, Eleanor, just let him go."

This tone is more like Lei Wen finally found an extremely rare toy. Not every human race has experience in dealing with giant beasts. It happened that a giant dragon gave way, allowing it to seize the opportunity.

On Earth, that means being licensed to drive!

There is no doubt about this, Lin Mo is a truly certified air knight.

If they could hear the thoughts of this gigantic monster, those businessmen on the earth would like to stick small advertisements of "documentation" all over the world, even every corner of Sky Dragon City would have to be covered.

"That's not your knight! Mysterious Ancestor God, is your brain completely broken? Or have you not been beaten enough?"

Eleanor's tone on the other end was full of threats that were eager to fight.

"Elinor, don't, don't be so violent! Can't I come back!"

Thinking of the fat beating a few days ago, Lei Wen immediately panicked, he didn't want to be beaten a second time.

"Molin! My knight, Eleanor called me back to eat, I'll go first, I wish you good luck, Your Majesty Cyril, I'm sorry for disturbing your pleasure, see you later!"

A gust of wind swept across the entire duel arena, and as Xuanyu Huangxing, who had six purple wings, suddenly remembered something urgent, left a word and hurriedly fluttered away, the sky over the duel arena brightened up again.

This, this is leaving? !

No one could hear the conversation between the two Xuanyuhuangxing.

The audience looked at each other for a while, and the powerful monster mount just left its knight and left without hesitation. Was it just because of the arrival of that Tessi clown sword god?

"How will this duel end!"

Watching the powerful monster go away, His Majesty the Emperor of the Slan Empire started to have a headache again.

Several other ministers also felt that it was very difficult, and it was impossible to continue the endless duel like this.

At this time, a new situation appeared again in the duel arena.

"Slan! I, Manan, the ninth-level swordsman of the thunder system, challenge you! Mo Lin, do you dare to take up the challenge!"

As soon as Xuanyuhuangxing left, the Portlander jumped out decisively on the back foot and continued to challenge Lin Mo, as if the third-class royal guard of the Islamic Empire had a life-and-death enmity with the Tesi Empire and the Republic of Portland. Let him die.

It's just that the person who is slightly stronger than the Westerners is that the Portlander came out to fight a ninth-level swordsman, not a sword god.

"Shameless Portlander, another guy who came out to pick up soft persimmons. Why did he go there just now? He came out to challenge when he saw the monster leave. It's too shameless."

"By bullying the weak and fearing the hard, making others idiots?"

"Is there such a challenge? Cowards, cowards! Don't promise these damn Portlanders!"

"Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!"

The audience denounced the Portlanders as "shameless" in unison rhythmically.

Even if the challenger is equal to Morin, everyone still thinks that the Portlander is a coward.

Regardless of whether there is only one opponent or thousands of horses, knights have always fought together with their mounts. There is no reason why they only challenge knights but dare not challenge mounts.

If the Portlanders really want to challenge, they should also find a cavalier team with similar strength. What's going on now? !

"People from Portland, hehe, you really will pick up the bargain!"

Alsop, the Tesi Empire diplomat who was still furious just now, acted as if nothing had happened, and his face returned to normal, with a weird smile on his face.

It was only then that the other Tesi diplomats and guards realized that the lord's exasperation and contrition before was actually a faux pas.

Some quick-witted people immediately figured out the joints.

Mr. Alsop is not only doing it for the Sri Lankans, but also for the Portlanders. He is waiting for the Portlanders to come out to pick up this "cheap", and just rightly throws this embarrassing burden on himself this ally.

This is really a blessing to share, and a difficult time to share!

"Damn Muslims!"

But in the next second, Alsop's face turned livid again, and his eyes were fixed on the barrier of the duel field.

Lin Mo did not directly respond to the Portlanders, but pulled out a special survival knife on his own, and walked towards the barrier of the duel field.

The magicians sitting on the "Savage Pillar" opened a gap for him without hesitation.

The Portlander clamoring for a challenge thought he had guessed something, with a triumphant smile on his face, he followed closely behind into the barrier, his body bursting with crackling purple thunder-type battle qi flames, but it was still It's really the strength of a ninth-level battle qi flame.

But Lin Mo's next action made him dumbfounded, pointing at Lin Mo and saying: "You, what are you doing?"

As he picked up the fainted Texi Sword God, a pure white fighting spirit appeared on the special survival knife, and he waved it away.

The Tesi man's neck was cut open easily like a piece of paper, and the blood spurted far away. At that moment, the sword god suddenly widened his eyes, opened his mouth as if in disbelief, and his gaze moved quickly. dimmed down.

Pick soft persimmons!When I can't?

Lin Mo looked at Ma Nan, the ninth-rank Lei Su swordsman in Portland, as if he was watching prey.

There was gasping sound from the auditorium outside the venue. Among the previous [-] duels, there were more bloody duels than this one, but everyone felt that none was more terrifying than the one they just witnessed with their own eyes. cruel.

That resolute, calm, natural attitude and incomparably skillful movements made people feel a chill that pierced their souls.

A sword-god-level powerhouse had his head cut off without any resistance, and he was extremely aggrieved.

Without exception, all the powerful people at the scene shrank their necks, as if cutting vegetables neatly, without hesitation, the knife was chopped on their own necks. To have today's achievements, no one wants to be slaughtered like this Slaughtered like a chicken is an understatement.

Gilles, the royal guard of Sri Lanka, was no exception. The back of his neck was blowing cold, and none of the guys who worked with the ferocious golden dragons were good birds.

"The Islamic Empire, the Royal Guard, Molin! Win! The challenger of the Tesi Empire, Hawking, die in battle!"

For some unknown reason, the monk of the Bright God Court, who was a neutral referee outside the court, suddenly announced this bizarre result loudly.

"No, no, it's not fair! Foul, break the rules!"

In the eyes of his colleagues, Lord Alsop, who had started acting again, yelled frantically.

But no one could have imagined that Alsop was really out of temper this time.

Whose sword god is a roadside cabbage, he can behead his head whenever he wants, and Hawking is also the captain of the Royal Internal Guard, he was originally a strong man, so he gave his life for nothing here, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tesi Empire Haven't skinned him yet?

A sword god-level powerhouse in the army can at least be worth half of the legion, which means that what the Slan royal guard cut off was not a head, but the head of half the legion.

"Rules? The rules start from the challenge on the field, either die in battle or surrender. We didn't hear that Hawking surrendered, so it will naturally end with death in battle! No one is rushing him up! This is the rule! It is determined by you. Do you still want to violate it? Then what do you take this duel as? Play house?"

As the emissary priest of the Court of Light, he didn't care about the Tesi people's protest at all, and unceremoniously reprimanded Tesi diplomat Alsop with a gun and a stick.

The Guangming Shenting, who has always maintained neutrality and peace, pretended to be a good old man, unexpectedly tore down his moderate position, causing the diplomats of the two parties to look at each other. What happened to this priest?

Where did the anger come from? Isn't it just a small guard, even the so-called Black Feather and Bright Star Knight, but as for making the Texi people come down? (To be continued.)