Hail the King

Chapter 152 is windy, blowing the skirt of the girl

"Give me death!"

Sun Fei’s hands were caught in the void, and a pair of blue and purple swords appeared in his hands. The terror power of the 21st-level barbarian broke out instantly. Although there was no gorgeous arrogance, the pure force was more daring. The trepidation, the purple and blue swords were turned into two eye-catching shadows in the air, and they were accurately hit by two yellow scimitars that suddenly sneaked.

Hey!

Two clusters of Mars burst out like magnificent fireworks.

In terms of strength alone, the instantaneous explosive power of the 21st-level barbarian is obviously above the master of the same level. The yellow scimitar bounces open without any suspense. The huge force instantly shakes the owner of the yellow scimitar, and the two surgeons look. Unspeakable in their own extreme surprise, they never thought that this little king could not feel the slightest temperament, but the power was so great.

Sun Fei Shuangjian opened the machete, his feet were on the ground, the barbarian skills [jumping] started, the jumping pills flashed again and again, frantically volleying toward the defense line of Paris Hilton, at this time, Sun Fei has taken care of Not to protect the princess again, because his fiancée Angela is already in great danger.

The coquettish woman was very fast, and in the twinkling of an eye it was in front of Angela.

"Get back!"

A blue and red two-color flaming flame shines, Lampard and the warden Oleg fight to protect Angela's delicate body, Lampard has three-star strength, full force, blue water is magnificent The flames of the glory, skyrocketing, even behind the Angela and Oleg, surrounded by the black giants behind the Qing dying, he backhand grasped in the hilt, heavily volley, slap Among the sounds of the water, the huge vindictive blue flames are like the raging waves of the sea, screaming at Paris, which is coming in midair.

The Warrior Oleg's strength is relatively poor, but he also endured the injury, and made a sword. The red-hot vindictiveness is like a long whip, and the volley is drawn.

The Parisians were in the air, and the corners of their mouths were sneer, and the slender hands were gently pressed in the air.

Hey!

Two sullen, blue grudges and red flames of the whip instantly collapsed, Frank Lampard and Oleg were both slammed, squirting a blood in the sky, falling backwards, falling Under the altar of the king.

The two together, even under the hands of Paris, can not support a move.

There is also no time for the return of Sun Fei.

The white shadow flashed, and Paris appeared in the back of Angela.

A weak boneless hand is like a red rose before, gently holding the neck of the Angela swan neck as soft as the neck, the backhand palm will be thrown out of the blond little loli Jimar The volley hit the air, and Paris’s mouth still hangs with a variety of smiles. The beautiful big eyes smile and look at Sun Fei, who is rushing over, and the eyes are unconcealed, making Sun Fei’s heart bit by bit. Sinked down.

Between the tricks, this woman easily managed Angela.

"Let her go!"

Sun Fei had to stop at five meters, and his mind was moving. The purple and blue swords in his hands disappeared. His eyes were like the sharp arrows that blessed the magic of ice, and he stared closely at Paris. The mothers were crucified in place.

"Oh, nervous?"

Paris’s smile is still so fascinating, with a smothering beauty on her face, she does not care about the chill in Sun Fei’s eyes, one hand gently holding Angela’s neck. The other hand slammed the black hair as beautiful as Angela, and acted as a close relative, as an intimate female companion dressed for a friend.

"Little King, do you still remember what I said? Hey, your woman will be the lowest in the world, and will be sold to the least influential military camp to do the squatting army...how? So, now I am scared? Distressed? Fear? Hey, little king, come over, kneel down like a donkey, kiss my toes, pray for me, then, maybe I will spare you a life!"

Sun Fei’s heart sank bit by bit.

This woman is a madman.

She returned all the words that Sun Fei had just said to Sun Fei.

Obviously, the first reason for Paris to deal with Angela, a weak woman who has no threat at all, is only one reason - just because of the words of Sun Fei just now... such a woman, glamorous, not square Things, fascinating, and fascinating, a white, fluttering dust, like Lingbo fairy, but the devil is like a newspaper, has a stubborn metamorphosis that makes it difficult for ordinary people to imagine and understand, her beauty is like a cat's eye gem Among the pupils, the cat and mouse were cruelly shivering, and the delicate hand of Angela’s neck was pressed hard, so that the breath of the girl in the arms became short, and then smiled and appreciated Sun Fei’s worried expression.

At this time, the entire Dongshan Mountain has become a battlefield for Shura.

The sword with the sword assassin's discolored color was blocked by the purple girl purple flames around the princess. The two seemed to be similar in strength. For a time, the purple flames were empty and the swords were arrogant. They could not see the figure of the two. In the air, I can only hear the sound of a smashing sword that has been lingering in the air. It is difficult to understand.

On the other side, a white coat with gloves and a white singular scaled barb clawed white assassin and Cavalier Roman Pavlyuchenko hit it. The white assassin is erratic and secretive. A pair of claws seem to be able to tear the space at any time, often making a secret attack in the most unexpected way, and the baby face Pavlyuchenko, who has been smiling with a smile, walks completely. It’s a big, sloppy, unworkable path. The hand-handed knight’s sword is just the simplest way to cut, smash, cut, smash, sweep, etc., although simple, but always can’t let the white assassin Those subtle moves are blocked, and they are forced out of the three to make it impossible to get close to the princess.

After the scimitar double-knife was forced to open by Sun Fei, he did not catch up and turned to kill the station princess.

At this time, the long princess no longer had master protection. The two hundred Zenit Imperial cavalry at this time showed the imperial style of the imperial soldiers. They were not afraid of death, and they shouted at the former servants. In front of the princess, they gathered up their princesses and built a great wall of steel with their own flesh and blood. Even if they were killed, the body should be kept in front of the princess. The scene was terrible and terrible.

The two yellow singular scimitar knives were violent and violent, although their strength was much higher than that of the cavalry, and the knives were slashing. Everyone who had a cavalry in the past rushed to the sky and died on the spot...but, facing These soldiers who are not afraid of death, in a short time, they can not get close to the princess's side... The altar of the king of white boulder began to tremble under the destruction of the earthen master who sneaked into the ground. It’s like a decaying wooden house. It’s going to collapse. The huge stones are flying in the air. The ground cracks apart from the cracks of the spider web. The dust rises and the sky rises. The king’s altar looks like it will collapse. Many soldiers mourn and fell into the cracks, being crushed into bolognese by boulder, and died.

Hey!

From time to time, there are silent arrows flying out of the dust, like the bloodthirsty snakes inserted into the forehead, eyes, throat and heart of the soldiers... The bow and arrow masters hidden in the dark are erratic, arrows and arrows Life is like the touch of death.

Under the altar of the king, there was an unexpected scene - the princes' envoys from all over the world, and they even fought together.

The king of Shenhua, the King of Lei, the king of Luneng, the king of Perron, the prince and the envoy of more than a dozen countries, including the ambassador and the envoy of the country, immediately stood up and did the same thing after the "killing" of Paris. - Attach a red ribbon to your arm, then smirk and pull out the long sword at the waist and cut it to someone who is not wearing a red ribbon.

"Kill the long princess, Domingos has a great reward!"

"Hybrid...Get away from Laozi..."

"Kill Tanasha, don't leave alive, don't let go of anyone who has a mission!"

"Hahaha, kill me, kill them, kill the envoys and the guards first!"

Among the dust rising from the sky, the light from the golden sun shines in the dust, and the whole Dongshan Mountain seems to have turned into a **** Shura hell. The sword and the sword flash into one, and the broken limbs are flying in the sky. The blood splashed like a pouring rain, and there were sorrowful sorrows and screams everywhere... More than 200 national envoys were divided into two groups.

The party with the red ribbon on the arm clearly knew what would happen in this canonization ceremony. They were prepared, reacted quickly, violently organized, and organized tightly. They quickly gained the upper hand and slaughtered this happily. opponent.

The other side is purely a congratulation to Sun Fei to become the king's friendly envoy. These people are too late to defend, and the losses are heavy. In a short period of time, they will die and die, and they will struggle to resist each other, but they are strong. In front of the enemy, like the small seesaw on the sea in the storm, there is always the danger of destruction.

Sun Fei swept his eyes and understood everything at this time.

It turns out that the book of the Dongshan Mountain has become a place of confrontation between two great forces. Before that, he has always been faintly aware of the conspiracy and danger. The uneasy hunch is obviously derived from this. The so-called city gate fire and pool fish, this battle did not have anything in the city of Chambord, but since being chosen to become the unfortunate host, the demise of Chambord seems to have been destined early.

"Little King, what are you still hesitating?"

Paris looked at Sun Fei with a smile, white clothes, dust, and fluttering, as if all the **** hurricanes and miserable sorrows around him had nothing to do with themselves: "Come on and kneel down and pray for me, climb over... Hey at my feet, hey, maybe I will really spare you."

Sun Fei looked at Angela.

This beautiful girl is like a lonely lily in the dust of the sky. Her face is a bit pale, but the brilliance transmitted through the beautiful eyes has been firm, without a trace of fear. The sky-blue dress on the body was stained with a drop of blood from a distance, like a blooming plum, and the gray dust covered the original blue of the robes.

This set of robes is the dress designed by Sun Fei for Angela before the ceremony. It is gorgeous and unique, and it makes the girl's trepidation beautiful and thrilling.

Sun Fei shook hands.

At this time, suddenly, there was wind, blowing up the girl's skirt, revealing the smooth, jade-like white calf below, the beauty is fascinating.

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