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Adolf Hitler K. Witzman: ….

And the sound of successive long knives coming out of their sheaths, with the always cold temperament of the Aoki Clan, appeared here.

“Akiyama draws his sword!”

“Draw the knife in your hand!”

“Daoming Temple draws the sword!”

“Goto draws his sword!”

“Hidaka draws his sword!”

“Fushimi, draw your sword!”

“Tamshima, draw your sword!”

Finally, when the power of liberation reached its strongest, the saber of the Shōjo Reiji also lifted the limit.

“Statue, draw the sword!”

“By making a sword with a sword, there is no haze in our righteousness!”

Holding his own sword, the Shōjo Reiji standing in front of him, his expression became as calm as the surface of the water, and the strength of his whole body was gradually released.

The power of the Green King also rose without wind, forming a circle of qi waves, and constantly expanding, mighty, with the majesty of the king, forming an extremely powerful position with the members of his clan.

A pillar of air also rose from the ground.

With incredible power.

As if announcing his arrival!

The fourth king, the King of Blue.

His calm and calm posture seems to have the confidence and mentality that he will never waver no matter what kind of difficulties he faces!

Even standing before him was another king.

And not afraid.

And pointed the saber directly at the Red King.

“As I said earlier, the way you use your power to do whatever you want, there is no cure!”

“Zhou Fangzun!”

Zhou Fangzun, who put his hand in his pocket bored, squinted, with a faint disdain and casualness.

“What, you nasty guy again.”

“You may be wrong this time, we are not dealing with the Silver King.”

Really, this clan is like a fart, how come wherever he goes, where does this guy follow?

However, the Green King Sect did not believe his words at all, and the marks smashed by the falling spaceship here were still unusually shocking.

Even the warship, which was on fire and still burning, was quietly parked not far away.

Who knows if it will trigger a second explosion again.

Moreover, the Silver King, who was supposed to stay on the ship, was also missing, and the situation on the scene was very chaotic.

No matter from which point of view, the suspicion of the Red King Zhou Fangzun was very large.

“Less trickery, all this, I will arrest you and hand you over to the top to send down!”

Facing someone like Zhou Fangzun, Zong Xiang Lisi knew very clearly that it was useless to reason with him, and he could only speak with strength.

Therefore, with a cold light in his eyes, he held his sword and prepared to go forward.

“Wait! Don’t fight again!”

Just as he was about to do it, suddenly a figure ran over.

And in the middle of them.

Stopped the act of the Shōjo Reiji.

It was Adolf Hitler who was the only one who was able to K. Witzman.

Although his body had not yet been changed at this time, it was still placed on the ground on the other side.

But it was really just a misunderstanding, and there was no need for impulsivity.

“I’m sure the Red King didn’t attack the Silver King, he was after the Seventh King, the Colorless King.”

Shōjo just calmly spat out two words.

“Evidence?”

Adolf Hitler K. Weizman also revealed his power, and the white and silver Sacred Realm appeared here, and the eyes of the Patriarch Priest flashed, obviously aware of this power belonging to the king.

“I remember the appearance of the First King, as if…”

Wizman shook his head, “It’s because of the power of the Seventh King, and I swapped bodies with him, that’s why this situation was created.” ”

“And just now, the Red King and I are crusading against the Colorless King.”

“That’s the way it is, it’s disrespectful.”

After determining the identity of the person in front of him, Shōjo Reiji also decisively withdrew his sword.

It can be described as a clean and neat style without dragging mud and water.

This also made the Silver King nod, which was quite good.

“Close!”

“The work here is taken over by us, and the damage caused and the ship’s affairs will also be handled by the relevant departments.”

After letting his team members close the team in turn, Zong Xiang Reiji also handled the matter here, and then pulled Zhou Fangzun, who wanted to leave.

And looked at the Silver King, who was ready to change his body back.

It made Zhou Fangzun look unhappy.

What does this spectacle boy want to do?

“There’s something I’m going to discuss with the two of you!”

……

Vedara’s Bar.

The King of Blue, the King of Silver, and the King of Red sat here.

And the King of Green explained the recent events.

As a result, Zhou Fangzun first plate eye!

And slapped the table on the spot.

“What? Do you need us Vedas to join forces with you against a Green King you haven’t seen before? ”

“Did I hear you correctly? When did the proud Patriarch say such things? ”

“Or are you scared out of your guts by the Green King?”

Listening to this undisguised mockery, the clan statue Reiji with green tendons coming out of his forehead really wanted to slap this cargo to death.

What a king of hair.

It’s just a bunch of people.

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And Ye Luo was playing outside, taking the cat to swim in the mountains and water, anyway, no one cared about him, naturally he could do whatever he wanted.

Enough play, go and recycle that slate.

What prophecies are meaningless things, if the stone slab, Ye Luo is ready to take it back to the box court.

After all, in this world, the most valuable thing is this.

And the Night Knife God Dog Lang who was all right also ran out.

After all, there were three kings gathered there, and it was not suitable for him to stay there as an outsider.

Moreover, Ye Luo said that following his words might not be able to find the king he wanted to follow.

The new king who controls his destiny.

It seemed that because of Ye Luo’s previous unencirclement and that special affinity, the Night Sword God Dog Lang also nodded subconsciously, although he didn’t know why he made this decision later.

This made Ye Luo smile at the corner of his mouth.

Worthy of being a dog Lang, so innocent?

It’s completely different from his sister.

Oh no, that’s not the sister.

And sitting under the tree, they were blowing a breeze, and the cats and cats were fiddling with the grass, and they were startled.

Tease and tease from time to time.

Next to the leaf falls, those little grasses are constantly born, full of the breath of life, but strangely, these grasses are very average?

Or is it consistent?

Just like mass-produced things, there is no unique development of grass.

Won’t grow, won’t be positive.

Let the Night Knife God Dog Lang can’t help but have a strange thought, if there is a word to describe it, it is, numbness?