Doomsday Sanctuary

As the sound did not fall, the golden carriage had reached the valley above.

Everyone saw that there were three people in the Golden Horse car, a big man in front of the car, and a pair of young men and women sitting in the open compartment behind the car.

It was the man who laughed just now.

This young man was blond, blue-eyed, white, tall and handsome, with two small horns on his head.

He held an extremely beautiful woman in his arms, with long silver hair, white skin, sharp ears, and a boneless body. She was so charming and charming. There were so many styles of behavior, she was definitely a stunner in the world.

Many people made a gasp when seeing this woman, as if she had been stimulated.

"This Miss Hanyan is so beautiful, she deserves to be the first of the hundred flowers in Yellowstone City!"

There was a sigh from the surrounding crowd.

Di Ping couldn’t help but nodded. This woman is indeed beautiful enough. The most important thing is that she is charming enough. It is a kind of charming to her bones. She wants to refuse and rests. Most of all, it makes the big men want to stop. Is this young people clashing?

Sure enough, Montaigne's eyes suddenly slammed when he saw the woman, a cold light burst into his eyes, and he said coldly:

"Cumberland, don't use tricks that are not on the table, come down if you want to duel, don't make me look down on you!"

Cumberland didn't care about Montaigne's attitude. Instead, he hugged the woman in her arms with a hearty smile, and the woman suddenly let out a soft snort, which immediately made countless men's hearts beat faster.

Montaigne's eyes fell on the woman's face, and seeing her face rosy like a spring rain, his eyes burst with cold light, and the killing intent on his body rose.

"He lost!"

Standing next to Di Ping, Xuan Feng suddenly said lightly.

Di Ping also nodded. Although this Cumberland was a bit shameless, using this woman named Hanyan had broken Montaigne's mood.

Kendo masters talk about being as quiet as holding hands, and the sword heart is empty. Once the sword heart becomes dusty, it can still exert the strongest power.

"Haha....... I still use means to deal with you, Montaigne, you are my defeated general. You fled to this yellowstone star when you fought in the imperial capital, and now I can beat you all over the floor!"

Cumberland smiled heartily.

boom!

A fierce sword intent on Montaigne rushed straight into the sky, stirring a hundred miles of wind and clouds, and flames in his eyes stared at Cumberland and roared:

"Cumberland, don't say anything, come down for a battle, and see who is the loser today!"

Cumberland was not afraid of Montaigne's roar, but with a smile on his face, patted the cheek of the woman in his arms, and leaned in to kiss him, then smiled and said:

"Good boy, wait for me, I'll clean up this kid, let's continue the bridal chamber!"

"Yeah! Master, be careful!"

The woman was shy and her voice was glutinous.

Montaigne looked at this Mo, his whole body was about to explode, as if two sword lights were shooting directly at Cumberland, as if to pierce him.

"Montaigne, be careful not to hit the opponent's aggressive generals!"

At this moment, suddenly a huge roar sounded from the top of the valley, the roar was like thunder in the valley humming and shaking, countless rubble fell from the mountain and made a rumbling sound.

Montaigne, who was already ready to do it, was stunned by the howl, and the whole person reacted instantly, the anger and excitement on his face quickly calmed down, and soon became the calm and calm before.

At this moment, everyone looked in the direction of howling.

I saw a group of five people standing on a boulder on a mountain peak, and the one in front was the one who roared.

The man's upper body was Chiguo, only a breastplate hung diagonally, revealing his skin like copper, his muscles knotted, and the back of his hand with a giant sword, like a strong bull.

But judging by his age, he should be in his twenties or thirties, but no one underestimated him. The aura emanating from him was extremely powerful, especially the roar that sounded like a lion, domineering and vigorous.

Behind him stood four people, all of them tall and naked, all of them as strong as a giant bear, all exuding ferocious aura, each of them swayed horizontally and horizontally, and their savage eyes swept around and looked at each other. As if unable to bear the coercion, they fled away.