Hail the King

Before Sun Fei’s mental energy radiated, he had long known that there was a strong opponent in the lord of the lord, so he was not surprised to hear this voice, and there was a smile on his lips. He stopped for Dortmund. The pursuit of the empire's monthly powerhouses slowly floated to the front of the Lord Xuanzang.

"How? Now I am willing to talk?" Sun Fei looked at Xuanzang and said: "If you want to stop the war, take your sincerity!"

"I didn't expect a small tiered empire to have a genius like you, which is surprising." On the top of Xuanzang, the flame of fire red flickered, and several figures appeared in the ship. For the first person, the body is only about one meter seven. The body is covered with bright yellow and black striped robes. The skeleton is thick and strong, the limbs are strong and the face is firm. The short black hair is like a steel needle. The roots are like a eagle. The dark blue pupil exudes a different kind of brilliance, about twenty-four or five years old. In addition to being a little short, this person can be regarded as a romantic figure.

By his side, four or five Dortmund masters in black and yellow armor, with a vigilant color, looked at Sun Fei.

The power of a vast expanse of flames emerged from this person, and there was a faint illusion of red rising from the horizon on the top of the head. This is the phantom of the rising sun in the great Japanese. The totem shows that the strength of this person has reached the level of the great-day sage.

Seeing the appearance of this person, the empire of the mythical dynasty of the Lyon Empire, Gome, has been scared to death. The desperate eyes burst into the light of survival, like seeing the owner’s dog, rushing past, big Cried: "My Royal Highness Jing Duoan, kill this guy quickly. If it weren't for him, our ten imperial coalition forces would not be defeated. If it weren't for him, the seven seniors of our Lyon Empire would not die. Not him, Dortmund's Xuanzang will not fall, this guy is a devil, must not be grown up by him, otherwise..."

Gomi’s eyes are full of grievances, and in the end, it’s just roaring and cursing.

Sun Fei just smiled.

The Dortmund prince named Jing Duoan only looked down.

I don't know why, Gomi feels that it is cold, as if it has fallen into the 10,000-year-old ice cave. After thinking about the words that I want to provoke, I can't say it anymore. He can feel the empire of the eight-level empire. Dissatisfied, slammed his mouth and stood aside.

"In this world, only the strong can survive. The weak, forever, can only let the fate of the strong!"

Jing Duoan’s twin-eyed scorpion’s sky-blue scorpion sparkled with a cold look. Looking at Sun Fei, he nodded: “The Zenit Empire can have such a talented and brilliant powerhouse. I have mastered the right to speak in the catastrophe of the empire, and also become a friend of the Dortmund empire, we can stop fighting!"

Sun Fei is undecided.

On the other hand, a Dortmund general who still had a wound on his side heard the decision of Jing Duoan. He suddenly got excited and shouted an objection: "His Highness, this low-lying aboriginal, he killed His Royal Highness Kagawa, His Royal Highness Kagawa. Your brother, how can you... Let this indigenous be alive, is the shame of the Dortmund empire!" The person who spoke is the only Dortmund who fled from Chambord a day ago, and the half-step grandiose is strong. Pishchek.

Jing Duoan ignored Pishchek’s dissent and whispered something to another powerful general.

Soon the Dortmund camp area heard a loud sound of the military number, the army began to slowly retreat, several small Xuan Zang falling on the ground, still can not be repaired, can only be temporarily stored in the camp, by several months The strongest is stationed. The Dortmunds sent a messenger who had marked the armistice. They had reached the front of the confrontation between the two armies. For a time, the Zenit army did not dare to be too close.

After all, Dortmund is a high-ranking eight-level empire. It is already fortunate to be able to repel and get a conversation. If the other side is forced, even if this war can win, when the Dortmund army carries the anger again, it is definitely not Ze. A first-class empire like nit can compete.

This is the sorrow of the weak.

Moreover, at this time people have noticed the scenes in the sky, and there is also a big Japanese-level sage in the Dortmund camp, which has restrained the Zenit's God of War, the singer of Alexander, the high-end power of both sides. The contrast seems to have returned to the same level.

But the Dortmunds did not help their allies.

In other directions, the Zenit army, like the tigers, still mercilessly concealed other coalition forces. The Emperor Arshavin took the lead and personally led his elite army [Iron Camp] to attack the army of the Lyon Empire. Finally, the army of the Lyon empire, which barely maintained the formation, was in the midst of the cheers of the earthquake. The Lyons finally couldn’t stand the madness of the Zenit and began to collapse...

"How, Zenit is strong, is my sincerity enough?" Jing Duo's sky-blue scorpion sparkles with strange brilliance.

Sun Fei is undecided.

"Damn, what else do you dissatisfied? Your Royal Highness Prince Dorothy has given you tolerance. You are just a low-lying aboriginal. Don't just raise it..." Gomi's heart was hard to see, seeing Sun Fei hesitated, laughing in the heart, exporting a big scorpion, obviously paying attention to the poisonous poisoning on the fire, wanting to anger Sun Fei.

call out!

Sun Fei raised his hand and pointed it out.

A golden sword slammed like a fireworks, and easily penetrated Gomi's forehead.

"Hey...you..." The imperial mythical prince of Lyon was still in an incredible look on the face of death. He never thought that Sun Fei would dare to kill himself in the face of Jing Duoan, but he did not expect that In the past few days, he and his friends and new friends, Jing Duoan did not even stop the meaning of Sun Fei from beginning to end.

The stiff body swayed and fell from the shipwreck of Xuanzang.

In the troubled times, the life of the emperor is not much safer than the slaves. Countless people are degraded. Gomi is not the first one, nor the last one.

"Now, your anger is gone?" Jing Duoan smiled and looked at Sun Fei. "We can sit down and talk, I promise, this is an absolute opportunity for Zenit." In the midst of the empire's chaos, you will receive the support of the Dortmunds and more hope for survival..."

Speaking of this, Jing Duoan suddenly stopped.

His face changed

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