Hail the King

~.-<>-~ Such a means is completely naked humiliation.

From the beginning to the end, Yassin the Great is like a high-ranking king who judges his own courtiers. Whether it is temperament or words, Dali Sandro is completely crushed. In the martial arts, it is even an understatement that defeats this. The confidence and war of the second disciple of Wu Sheng, anyone can see that the Emperor Zenit did not put Dali Sandro in his eyes.

"You, too arrogant..."

Dali Sandro was angry and wanted to vomit blood, and fell into violent temper.

His right hand was gently pulled in the void, and the light silver flame flashed. A delicate sword with a length of about one meter and four five was appeared in his hand. The sword was shot in the cold, like a silver glider in the air. If you look carefully, you will find that this sword is really gorgeous. Everywhere, there is a master-class carving. The hilt, the sword swallowing, and the ridge of the sword are all inlaid with this silver-colored magic stone. The sides of the blade are covered with a rune that is as thin as a hair, and the unseen silver light travels in the rune path, releasing a dangerous atmosphere.

This is an Asian soldier.

With a sword in hand, Dali Sandro’s breath has soared, and there is a faint sign of breaking through the scorching sun. The Asian Army’s soldiers claim to be able to increase the power of users thousands of times, in the case of Dali Sandro. In the hands of the top hand, it really bloomed an indescribable terrorist power.

Hey!

Dali Sandro shook hands, dozens of cold mans shot from the blade, lasing toward Yasin the Great.

The golden cymbals flashed in the void, blocking the silver awns ten meters before the Yassin, like a swamp snail, slower and slower, and can clearly see the silver The body of Mang - that is a fine sword that has shrunk hundreds of times, looks exactly like the gorgeous sword in the hands of Dali Sandro, and it is not bad, with the power of terror, slowly stagnating.

Boom!

The silver sword suddenly exploded sharply, forming a fierce wind, and picked up the light blue emperor's robes of Yassin.

This is the first time that Dali Sandro has picked up the robes of Yassin the Great since the two sides fought.

"Ha ha ha, what **** emperor, actually arrogant than Lao Tzu, give me death!"

With a hit, Dali Sandro’s confidence rose, his figure flickered, and the gorgeous swords in his hands waved again and again, like a knife and a knife, all the golden flames in front of Yassin’s body were cut open and smoothly arrived at Ya. At the side of Xin Dadi, the silver blade flicked again and again, and launched a close-up attack.

In an instant, two people in the sky flashed wildly, without the power of the big open and the volatility explosion, but even more shocking, because the speed is too fast, so that there are countless two people in the air, Yasin the Great was Gorgeous swords pierced the phantom of the throat, Dali Sandro was stunned by a boxing skull, and various illusions were constantly presented, and almost no one could capture the true confrontation between the two.

After such a dazzling battle continued for about a few minutes, finally, a loud bang came out, and the two voices flew backwards and separated.

Dali Sandro’s mouth overflowed with a trace of silvery blood, and the gorgeous sword in his hand was like a sneak peek.

Yassin was not injured, but a few long blue hairs flew with the wind. On the sky blue emperor's robe, there were three shocking sword marks. Only a trace of silk would hurt the skin.

"Ha ha ha, the essence of Wushan Mountain in the mainland, you are a small first-class empire comparable, although you are an emperor, in my eyes, it is an ant, who is today who is dead, not yet known, haha, what can you do? ”

Dali Sandroha laughed. He was seriously injured before, so that the action was a little stagnant. Otherwise, he could really hurt the Zenit. If it weren’t for the defeat of the squadron in the battle of the seas, today it would be possible to kill the Emperor Zenit in front of him without spending so much trouble.

"Even if Maradona's [Star Mark] is in hand, you are not an awkward opponent."

Yasin the Great is indifferent and not very angry.

The gorgeous sword, named "Star Mark", is a weapon used by the mainland Wusheng Maradona in the early years. It has been defeated and defeated countless hero heroes, even among the Asian gods. The power of the gods on the top is extraordinary. However, at this time, Dali Sandro apparently has not fully grasped the armor of the Asian gods, and only played less than one-tenth of the combat power.

"Is it? The Emperor Zenit, a arrogant tone, but if you add this emperor?"

A strange voice suddenly sounded on the battlefield.

A burst of terrible power fluctuations came silently from the other side of the two strong powers. The void was like a water ripple, and a wave of reflections was generally unpredictable. It seems to be extremely slow, but it is extremely fast in the water ripples.

This is a slightly chunky figure. A frantic long hair is like a waterfall. It has been hanging down to the heel area. The body is covered with animal skins. Among the triangular eyes, only the green bean-sized green pupils radiate wildness and Violent breath, his muscles bulging, like a knife and axe chopping, holding a giant animal bone in the shape of exaggeration to the extreme, Bai Sensen a terrible.

The first impression of this uninvited guest is more like a stupid mercenary struggling on the line of life and death, but the terror power that exudes on him is chilling, and the rich earthy atmosphere is from the chunky and fat body. Dissipated, distorted the light, suffocating.

This kind of strength is no less than Yassin and Dali Sandro.

This sudden change made everyone shocked.

Who is this person?

Why do you want to stand on the side of Dali Sandro?

Can Yassin the Great be able to withstand two powerful players of the same level?

On the wall of the Imperial City, almost everyone was uneasy and was stunned by this unexpected change. The hope that had just risen in the heart began to become distant again. The goddess of victory is like a personal shackle. Like the child, he constantly bows his head and squats between the two sides.

The great emperor Arshawen’s eyebrows suddenly locked, and the princess Natasha and the witch Paris also smiled at the same time. This level of fighting has gone far beyond the scope of the strategy. In the face of absolute power, any strategy becomes pale and weak. They can't help Yassin the Great even if they are wise.

In the sky.

Yasin the Great had a pair of swords and a brow, and frowned: "An Zhi Da Di, you really can't stand the loneliness, came here."

"Haha, I have been waiting for so many years, today is the only chance to kill you, this emperor will naturally let go." The short figure haha ​​laughed, he is the emperor of the Imperial Empire Suleiman? Kerry Moff, an ambitious emperor of the newly rising empire.

"So, have you planned it before?" The eyes of Yassin the Great, swept over Dali Sandro and Klimov the Great, seemed to understand what.

"Oh, now I know, it’s too late." Dali Sandro laughed.

"You have retired from illness, and you have passed many people, but you are alone. I have been trying to test you three times over the years. It is difficult to understand your depth. It is worthy of the martial arts genius of the past. They are waiting for one. You can kill 100% of your chances. Now, I finally waited." Klimov’s earth screamed and laughed: "Today, it is the day of Zenit’s death, and it’s two enemies. You have no chance of winning. ”

The information of Dali Sandro and Klimov the Great was finally brought out by Yassin, which is a lore situation.

"Suleiman, you are the emperor of a country, with two enemies, isn't you afraid of being laughed at?" Yassin asked calmly.

"As long as you can kill you, the winner of the prince is defeated, history is written by me, why are you afraid of the ignorance of some generations?" Klimov did not care.

"It seems that you have been planning for a long time." Yassin the Great has no fear.

"Haha, yes, I said, today we are two enemies, we will win, you can die without regrets." Dali Sandro has been waiting for it.

"Yes, if you add me?"

At this time, suddenly, the fourth strange voice came from the wall of the Imperial City, clearly penetrated the power field of the three great powers, resounding between heaven and earth, which contained Wei Li is actually no less than the three strong and strong, equally divided.

Is it a strongman?

who is it?

Everyone was shocked.

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