Hail the King

Chapter 156, these are all I installed (2)

At this time, Sun Fei kicked and kicked his teeth, and he switched back to the [barbaric mode], but with a slight injury on his body, the robes originally used to participate in the King’s ceremony were torn into pieces. The soft leather lining was also unfolded on the underside. His face was full of blood. He only showed a pair of black eyes. His body was wrapped in plasma. He became a **** man. He left a piece under his feet. Blood footprints.

This kind of injury, it was so miserable that the witness was sad and smelled tears.

Many people are skeptical after seeing this scene. Is this little king squatting in the next place with his legs? Even more tragic is that the entire Champa City, except for the unfortunate little king who was smashed into the throne hall, all other guards and officers were forgotten without exception, Lampard, Drogba, Oleg and Barak. The body of the man, lying quietly on the outskirts of the ruins of the king's altar, blood stained the rocks and earth beneath them... "Ah, Alexander, you are still alive, great."

The great King of Lek, Modridge, was very human. After seeing Sun Fei, he quickly cheered him up. Many people saw Sun Fei being beaten by six-star master Murphy. At that time, the dust was all over the sky. Everyone thought that this little king was dead. I didn't expect this guy to be harder than the mouse in the sewer. Although it looked like a wolf, it survived.

Modrich helped Sun Fei and stood behind the big prince Arshavin.

"Paris, it's a pity. It seems that I have to win this time."

Arshavin smiled and looked at Paris. The heart gave a soft breath. Finally, the woman who made him a headache finally no longer threatened.

Hey!

Paris applauded gently.

This enchanting woman shows her far better than many men in the desperate situation. It is surprisingly quick to restore calm in the shortest time, while applauding gently, while carrying her iconic style. Charming smile, sincerely said: "To tell the truth, I really did not expect that the imperial prince, especially because of me, came to this small bitter country, even at the expense of becoming a low-lying soldier to attack..." , Your Highness Andrei, you said, should I be honored or afraid?"

Arshavin certainly heard the irony in the woman's words, but he is now a winner, so he still smiles and doesn't mind.

"However, I have to admit that this is really a beautiful card! Those soldiers are very valuable to die, at least they have confused Murphy's nerves, so that it is possible for your Highness to easily attack Murphy... just, the prince Your Highness, let them die, isn’t the soldiers who are alive chilling?”

"Paris, already at this point, still take care of you, surrender to me, work for me, not kill you today."

Arshavin smiled still, but this was a bit arrogant, and there was no room for a loopback.

"Hey, Your Highness, you are probably too confident about your strength. Although you can't kill you and the princess today, but with my current strength, I have to escape, can I still escape?" Paris smiled and looked Enron, like chatting with old friends, the word front is full of provocations and temptations, but it does not mean to be attached.

"You chose to flee from the beginning, maybe there is hope, but now it is not working."

Arshavin’s face is still full of smiles. I don’t know when the great knight, Roman Pavlyuchenko, with the remaining twenty-five cavalry, firmly held the only stone ladder leading to the foothills of the mountain. In this way, perhaps with the sword assassin and others can block Arshavin for Paris for a few seconds, but if Palis can not open the soldiers and Pavlyuchenko to the stone road in the first time, Arshavin There is an opportunity to use the Thunder to kill her in the next second.

Paris saw this scene, his face changed quietly.

"Sister Tanasha, your luck is enviable. If this little king accidentally broke my plan, the person who is going to die today may be your sister..."

At this time, Paris seems to have already accepted her life. The beautiful face reveals a reluctant look. It seems that she does not want to stop talking to Arshavin. The line of sight turns to the distance and stands quietly in the crowd. Standing Princess Tinasha, her voice is sad, as if her sister is spoiling her sister.

This woman is indeed a witch who is in jeopardy of all beings. One eyebrow bites the red lips, and the stun of the corner of her eyes suddenly makes most of the men present a feeling of seeing me. I want to take this stunner in my arms. Warm and comfortable.

The princess just smiled a little: "Yes, my luck is better today."

The saying of the female sect is equal to the recognition of Sun Fei’s role in this contest.

Indeed, Sun Fei is like a smashing stick, which has messed up the originally set scripts.

If there is no Sun Fei's anger for the red face, the angry rushing crown will force the horrible evil woman of Paris Hilton into the dead mirror, so that she has to let the white-haired white-haired old man Murphy appear in advance, so even the long princess still owns Arshavin's card, it will not be so easy to win, after all, Murphy is also a six-star master, and such an older generation of masters are also very rich in experience, the strength of actual combat can not be underestimated, even if it is a confrontation Among them, Arshavin, who is known as [Zenite Army God], has no grasp of winning. If it is hidden in the dark, it is even more terrifying.

Assassins are like being in love, whoever takes the initiative, whoever is likely to suffer the most.

I heard that the princess confessed that she really took possession of luck. Paris’s face suddenly showed a strange smile: "But sometimes, it is impossible for a person to rely solely on luck."

"You..." The long princess seemed to think of something, his face changed instantly: "Everyone's note..."

But it is late.

At this moment, no one expected the sudden occurrence of the incident - I saw the King of Laker, Mr. Modridge, standing next to Sun Fei, suddenly blinking, even with lightning, his palms with a hot breath The lightning that came forward was generally launched, one left and one right, accurately printed on the back of the great prince Arshavin and the purple girl Maiyan.

In the next moment, the thriving power broke out, and the fiery red hegemony burst into a series of explosions.

Hey -!

The elbow is changing.

incredible.

The attention of Arshavin and Ziyan is concentrated on the body of Paris and others, always preventing this terrible woman from fighting the beast, and when I think of it, there will suddenly be a 'self-person' shot, and the person who is shooting will stand. My own side, such a close distance, even if the two gods pass through the sky, there is no time to react, even the body and vindictiveness have not had time to run, it is hit by the magic red double palm of Modridge, the tremendous power After being bombarded in the body, the two men squirted a **** blood, and they endured the power of this palm.

The faces of the two men were incredible, angry, shocked and so on.

With one hit, Modric did not fly and retreat, but smirked his backhand, and a flame smashed into a long dragon, screaming at the long princess not far away.

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