Hail the King

Yasin the Great sneered.

"Hey, don't you want to toast, don't eat and drink fine wine, want to escape the delay and wait for support? Haha, I advise you not to waste your mind, Zenit's other semi-god-level powerhouses are already difficult to protect themselves. Support you, haha!"

Before being swayed by Yasin the Great, the hatred on Alves’ face was arrogant and arrogant, deliberately attacking the mind of Yassin.

Yasin the Great looks the same.

In fact, I have not seen the support of Frank Lampard, Hasselbaink and Batistuta. Yasin the Great has already guessed that there may be a change in the middle. He has no doubt about the loyalty of Chambord. Just guessing, what is the reason, even let the three and a half-level powerhouses have encountered trouble.

"The patience of this seat is limited, Yasin, how are you thinking about it?" Buskers frowned.

"Oh, the four puppies of Barcelona dare to be in front of the emperor, so arrogant?" The disdain on the face of Yassin’s face is undisguised. Even if it is surrounded by four people, the situation is still like nine days. Shenlong overlooks four small bugs that dare to provoke their dignity.

"You are looking for death yourself... kill him!"

Alves couldn't make a move, his hands were in the void, and he was kneeling down, a 100-meter-long, smashing knife with a **** red glow, a knife covered with strange and mysterious runes, cutting Open the void and head down to Yasin the Great.

Buskers sighed, bowed his head, looked up, and his look turned sharp, instantly killing the plane, raising his hand, and a terrible blue-red power flame, bursting out.

Mascherano's look is unchanged, his hands are pinched out of his handprints, and a hundred meters of ancient mountain peaks, like meteors, are suppressed from the sky against Yassin the Great.

"It turns out that you are the mysterious strongman who is now in the south of Xinjiang. Today is just revenge."

Pedro has been identified from the power of the show before Yassin, who is the mysterious half-strong who once appeared in southern Xinjiang. He stretched his arms in the void and his waist turned. A lively flame dragon flies out from the hollow circle of his arms, and the **** sea mouth swallows away toward Yasin the Great.

"Ha ha ha, really thought, this emperor, why can't you?" Yassin laughed and laughed and said: "Sword, with dragon fist as the sword, true dragon, and respect for me, hehe!"

The voice fell, a golden dragon, suddenly from all over the emperor, as if the steam was generally boiling, attached to the body of Yassin, so that his field of sword suddenly became pure and indestructible Strong breath, like a true god.

Just like the peacock's opening screen, a golden magical sword, unfolding from the back of Yassin's emperor, with a powerful and unmatched breath, turned into a stream of light, facing the wind!

A sound of dragons, resounding through the world.

"How could this be?"

"What power is this?

"God, the power of the legendary king, this is the power of faith, Yassin, he actually mastered the law of faith cohesion?"

The four strongest players in Barcelona have changed their colors. The tricks they blasted, with the tiny golden swordsmanship, touched it, instantly shattered, murdered, and did not weaken.

Booming! ! ! !

The four strong men flashed their flames in the source field, and they rushed to solidify the wall with the force of the field, resisting this sudden killing.

But the sharp swordsmanship is like the bones of the skeleton. The strength penetrates the hard wall, and the energy bursts in layers. Even the power of the field cannot be recovered. The power of terrible explosion finally hurts. The body of the four major gods.

"puff!"

"what……"

Busks and others spurted blood, and their bodies retreated, their incredible eyes, like ghosts.

"Dragon fist is a sword, the emperor is sturdy, oh!" Yasin the Great did not show mercy, and the sword screen opened again, turning into the second wave of streamer, rushing toward the four powerful.

The terrible stream of light hits the body of the four powerful men.

This pure golden streamer, with an indescribable horrible breath, sharp murder is enough to penetrate everything, even if it is a semi-god-level powerhouse, once it is hit by the body, it is absolutely difficult to escape, it must be degenerate.

The four Bushes were destroyed by the first wave of pure gold dragons and swords. They couldn’t stop, and they suddenly flew away.

Just then, the accident happened suddenly -

The four red and blue figures seem to be lightning fast, and seem to be slowly retrograde in the time of solidification, suddenly appearing between pure Jin Jianguang and the four major semi-god strong.

These four figures, exactly the same, almost at the same time stretched out the fingers, can not be sent to the pole to clamp the pure gold Jianqi, the wrist gently shakes, the sound of metal breaks in the air, then it is enough to kill the semi-god The pure sword of the person, once turned into a golden scorpion, disappeared into the air.

call--!

The next moment, the four red and blue figures swayed, and the four in one became the same person.

Yasin the Great has shrunk.

A terrible force, if the weight is between the weights, it will break your own dragon fist sword...

The strength of this person, I am afraid that it has reached the realm of legend.

I saw this person in front of me, only about one meter seven or so tall, not fat or thin, maroon short hair, very common hair style, face is also very common, small eyes slightly picked up, the nose is conspicuous, the face is always close The shy, yet extremely proud and conceited smile, is only about the age of twenty.

Such a young man, facing the face of Yassin, did not show how powerful the atmosphere, as if it were an ordinary person, but gave Yassin the great feeling of extreme threat that he had never experienced before.

At the moment of the electric stone fire, Yassin the Great remembered a name.

The name of one of the most incredible geniuses in Barcelona.

Leo Messi.

Under Barcelona, ​​the myth of the above ten thousand people, the idols of countless Barcelona warriors, the incomparable peerless genius, claim to be the first strongest of the mainland's first military power.

Even some people have begun to compare this young man with the mainland Wusheng Maradona.

Unexpectedly, when the Barcelona Empire and the Madrid Empire fought to the hot state, in the moment of the invincible moment of the Madrid empire, Cristiano Ronaldo, the Barcelona Empire dared to send this pillar of the strong to the North to participate in Ze Battle of Nite...

The heart of Yassin’s emperor began to sink.

The purpose of the Barcelona people to wage war has not been guessed.

It must be for that secret -

The first is more.

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