Hail the King

Quiet!

Deadly silence!

Retreat!

Fear and tremble!

In the square, the more than 20 senior members of the [Hunting Dragon Alliance] who stood up, at this moment, can only be quiet, can only retreat!

Originally thought that they controlled everything, under the strongness of the shampoo king, suddenly felt like a group of sheep who did not know how to provoke the dignity of the dragon, so stupid and ridiculous, the number of people can not make up for such a huge The strength gap, even if they are swarming, can not escape under the hands of the shampoo king, the three people of Melberg, is a living example.

Especially the two emperors of the Marseille Empire and the Metz Empire, pale and without the slightest blood, trembling, are almost scared!

Think about what they said when they had been provocative. They also shouted the name of the shampoo king... This is simply playing a kiss with the **** of death. I don’t know how to die!

When Sun Fei’s eyes swept, everyone lowered his head.

[Hunting Dragon Alliance] the monthly powerhouses have repeatedly retreated, and soon retreated to the seat area in the south of the seat. At this time, they all began to envy those who are still sitting in the seat area. Everyone regrets. Falling into fantasy, if you haven’t jumped out to show hostility, it’s better to sit in the seat of the seat area!

"Wang Wangwang!!!"

The first completely dysfunctional Zenit II Emperor Domingos accidentally poured a glass of hot wine into his arms, causing the disabled puppy Oka in his arms to scream in a deadly atmosphere. The sound of this **** is so harsh that everyone is shocked.

"...good mountain, good water, good place, all roads are spacious, friends come to have a good wine, if the wolf comes, only the sturdy and knife guns to meet it!"

The voice of the shampoo people is still faintly echoing in the ear. At this time, all the outsiders finally understand the weight of this sentence.

"This is the so-called "Hunting Dragon League", it is a big joke!"

Sun Fei shook his head and said to himself, the more than 20 seniors in the front, whether they are fighting will or monochrome, are worse than the Saint Seiya and the urban management of Chambord. The life, and the college-style exercise, have made these people quietly fallen.

The words of Shampoo King are full of irony, but at this time, no one of the more than 20 seniors has dared to refute, and no one even dared to raise their heads to express anger or dissatisfaction.

The huge disparity in power makes the [Hunting Dragon Alliance] begin to collapse.

Some of the monthly powerhouses are even considering whether to simply surrender to the shampoo king, so that at least they can save their lives.

But at this time -

“啪!啪!啪!啪啪!!!”

Suddenly, without any warning, a crisp applause suddenly sounded in the silent square, extremely harsh and frivolous.

Everyone was amazed, looking for it.

I saw a middle-aged man in a white robe standing up from the VIP seat in the west.

He is not tall, nor burly, very ordinary face, with a sly smile on his face, gently tapping the palm of his hand, slowly coming out from the VIP seat area, to the center of the square Haha smiled and said: "Good, very good, shampoo king Alexander, you really did not let this seat disappointed, the month is full of great strength, half-step big-day honorable person, young, but with such amazing strength, you It is enough to be worthy of the words of genius, good, very good, little king, you should feel glory, your strength, it is worth the personal shot!"

Good arrogant words!

Everyone is shocked.

At this time, the white robe middle-aged man dared to say such a thing, only two possibilities -

He is crazy!

Or, he is a real powerhouse.

The answer was soon announced.

In the middle-aged white robe, a powerful and powerful atmosphere emerged. The blue-green woods were full of arrogance, and a fresh and vital life spread in all directions. In the slate gap of the ground, a green plant The tender green buds grew out, and soon the entire Qingshi Square had a trend of becoming a pasture. Under the stimulation of the wood energy, there was a green and fascinating life everywhere.

A round of enchanting magic moon phantom emerges from the top of this person, and there is already a tendency for the sun to change between the huanghuang.

This is a sign of the great-level, half-step, and big-day honor.

This ordinary white robes middle-aged man turned out to be a half-step big-day honorable person.

"This is the first Guardian of the Lyon Empire, Brondan, Alexander, you commit suicide, you don't need this hand, you can keep your dignity, and this seat can guarantee that after you die, other people in Chambord can If you don't resist, you can't die!" The white robe middle-aged man stepped forward to the nine-story and thirty-sixth-level high platform. Every time he took a step, a swaying vine stretched out from the foot and lifted him directly from the ground. Step by step, like walking in the air, it is extremely cool.

Sun Fei’s mouth twitched.

However, he finally resisted not saying "stupid".

The original King’s Majesty thought that he was already able to force himself. He didn’t expect to encounter a more capable guy. This awkward head was not clipped by Feng’s anus. The mouth was to be self-disciplined. The people of the empire are such a whispering whispering whisper. The former chief empire of the Lyon empire, Domenech, is like this. It seems that this Brown is not in the second degree. Inferior.

Seeing that Sun Fei was indifferent, the white robe middle-aged Bran Dang had an eyebrow and angered: "Why, don't you commit suicide? Do you think that you can escape under the command of your own seat?" A smile, the palm of the hand turned over, a silver-white wide-bladed sword, dripping from his palm, a very horrible breath, from the sword body, the waves are strong, a sword in hand, this People's strength and atmosphere, I am afraid that it has risen seven or eight times in an instant!

Eight-stage fighters!

It turned out to be an eight-step fighter sword!

No wonder this white robe is so arrogant, there is such a high-end fighter in the hand, plus the strength of his half-step grandiose, almost comparable to the big-day honorable person. Naturally, I thought that I would win the battle and stabilize the Sun Fei.

"Well? Well, since you still don't give up, then this seat will personally let you despair!" Seeing that Sun Fei is still indifferent to himself, the white robe Bran is angry, arrogant, sneer on his face With the backhand holding the eighth-order fighters, the breath suddenly burst into violent growth, ready to be shot.

"Silly!" Sun Fei finally couldn't help but groan in his heart, just about to shoot the flies, but at this moment, Wang Yi Elena, who had been silent for a while, suddenly smashed the clothes of Sun Fei. The corner, frowning, said crisply: "Alexander, I don't like this person, let me kill him, okay?"

This sentence is not very loud, but it is clearly passed to everyone's ears.

Everyone is jealous.

One by one, I couldn't believe what I heard.

It seems that not only the shampoo king is unparalleled, but also powerful and powerful. The delicate shampoo of the shrine, Wang Hao, is so high and amazing.

Although there have been rumors before, this Wang Hao, who is called Elena, is an archer with a very high archery skill, but that's it. I have never heard of it. She also has a challenging half-step big day. The power of the honorable person, at this time listening to the delicate tone of the king, as if holding the eight-step fighter half-step big-day loyal Bran Dang is a fat pig to be slaughtered, say kill Can just kill it!

Originally thought that this scene is just a spoiled little woman who doesn't know the height of the sky. Who knows that under the eyes of the crowd, the shampoo king actually thought about it very seriously, and then it made everyone collapse and nodded: "Okay, quick fix, Don't waste too much time!"

At this moment, everyone has an impulse to spurt blood.

Is it even that the shampoo king has broken his mind at this time, do you want to follow the woman who is not sensible?

"Ha ha ha, arrogant, this seat only needs a blow, let the three of you, together become the undead, roll to **** to grace and love!" Blandang, who was despised, angered, as a shameful shame With both hands holding the Eight-Step Fighting Sword, there is no reservation, and the tyrannical remnant of the tyrannical, so that everyone's eyes are difficult to open, the people below the monthly strength, except for the seat area where the shampoo king is located, other seating areas In the middle of it, almost everyone was crushed by this horrible pressure, and they were so weak that they couldn’t struggle on the ground.

It was also at this moment that everyone saw in the vagueness that on the nine-story, thirty-sixth-high platform, the woman in a bright red tight skirt had no change in her face, and she did not receive this horrible momentum. The effect, a pair of sheep fat white jade general filigree jade hand, gently grip in the void, a simple and huge war bow, appeared in her hands.

Hey!

The bowstring is trembled.

Elena did not make the slightest preparation. She even had the strength to aim at the target, and started working at random. Three arrows in a row, almost at the same time, shot out.

----------

The third is more.

thank you all.

<ahref=\"www.ptwxz.com</a>\"target=\"_blank\">http://www.ptwxz.com\">www.ptwxz.com</a>