The Great Conqueror

"Hey, it's not the end, who knows, the Bills are a bit brute, but whether it can last is a question." Sadivar yīn said queerly, he was the least good Arthur.

"You better shut up!" Murphy, who had been silent, gave a cold glance at the snake warrior, and Sadiva felt a chill on his back. For this horrible golden lion, Sadiva really didn't dare talk nonsense, Because he knows very well, people who don't speak much like to do it directly.

"Murphy, you've crossed the border." It was Peloponnese. Méng Taeris, the northern boss was also taciturn and had a face all day, but still quite fair to his own people maintain.

"Everyone is quiet, this is a rare opportunity." Emperor Shafre said in a deep voice, this is the hope of becoming the first soldier, the first hundred-year-old Béng soldier with golden blood.

This is as powerful as the madness than méng. Legend has it that there will be a gold blood existence in 10,000 than méng, and Shaffer is that no one knows what the gold blood is for, but one can be sure. The general ratio is the bottleneck when they reach the silver level. They want to break through many times more than other races, but they have a breakthrough pass booked with gold blood, and they will save enough to deter this. There is a gold ratio. The country of méng is basically equivalent to booking the position of the president of the fighters' guild.

Rush! Rush Rush! !! !!

The incredible speed of the explosion, Zou Liang rushed through the sixty meters in no time. The eyes of the people on the shore were straight.

Rushing like a flying arrow, how long does his physical strength last?

"Impossible! Over halfway ..."

"It shouldn't work!"

"Fool, this extravagant physical energy, I don't know how to write dead words!"

Among the various voices, Nebeiro's eyes glowed strangely, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

The wind is even stronger on the wide Danube! Lang is more urgent!

The closer to the waterfall, the more terrifying the water pressure giant lang becomes!

Boom boom! !!

A huge waterfall as high as 100 meters hits the river, setting off ten meters high giant lang tossing outwards, the Pentium Rage, as if a dragon is going crazy under water!

The huge water ripple swirls the suction current, and the giant lang on the water is getting more and more amazing!

When everyone guessed that Arthur would not be able to hold on, Zou Liang seemed to know nothing about fatigue, and his speed did not decrease from beginning to end.

Suddenly a thought appeared in everyone's mind. This guy walked in a straight line and broke into the vortex area! !! !!

The eyes of the special training soldiers on the shore almost fell out.

The **** war priest, no one believes that he is a war song priest.

Stronger explosive power than soldiers, stronger stability and balance; better physical coordination than Hunting, better at controlling rhythm and pace, all powerful burst out at this moment!

The vortex area is only more than 20 meters, but the tearing of three large vortexes makes it very unstable, and one will fall if one does not care about it. Although nothing will happen, for these ngyings, it is shameful. Unless there is full confidence, no one will go directly, and Nebeiro does not require it, which is why Luluxiu and Bō Qi did not leave. This vortex area is where the armored soldiers and Biméng were required. And don't care about speed.

Is he really going to break?

Zou Liang didn't give them much time for guessing. He carried the wood and passed directly. The general undercurrent had no value at all in the face of his dark energy, which meant that it had no effect and he wanted to try. Try to see if Nebeiro's so-called ng-minded training can bring him something new.

When the dark energy struck, the three vortexes were really wrong, and the extent was at least five times more than that. The strength of the body shook dàng, and the dark energy of the wrong luan bounced off instantly. Light up for a second, this level can only be said to practice.

For a short while, the priests who were watching continued to carry forward at the speed of the log, and there was no sound on the shore.

Whether you have hundreds of reasons, you can't ignore Arthur's performance.

The vortex area, which was quite a headache in the eyes of everyone, was so easily penetrated that it seemed no different from the previous one.

Not to mention the northern and imperial people, Murphy and others have a headache for their teammates, it is too much for others to survive.

With a bitter smile, as a comrade in arms, he also has pride.

Arthur is Arthur. Obviously, the Dolan City war made him a world-changing change. War and fighting are two different things. This level of ascension filled the eyes of the golden lion with longing. He missed the battle and had to say it was a great regret in life.

Boom boom! !!

After crossing the 100-meter river, Arthur kept walking, maintaining the same terrible sprint speed, and continued to carry the giant wood forward.

100 meters, 110 meters, 120 meters ...

The scene was silent.

Everyone's eyes widened, unbelievable.

This guy, eat the bullwhip? How could there be such ample physical strength? ? ?

Can you move forward through the vortex at this speed?

"Impossible! Impossible ..."

"One hundred and thirty meters is the limit. It is impossible to go further ... the waterfall area is over there ..."

Countless people meditated in their hearts.

however……

Arthur shatters everything impossible!

One hundred and forty meters ...

One hundred and fifty ... one hundred and sixty ... one hundred and seventy!

Everyone at the scene felt the powerful, sturdy will, and unshakable determination of the warsong priest who wrestled with jīliu!

The perfect muscle u, the perfect power bursts out and vents.

Split the giant lang and break the undercurrent.

In one go!

Even the twelve resolute and steady temple knights behind Nebeiro were a little moved. This degree has exceeded a certain limit and can be said to be a breakthrough xìng.

Zou Liang kept this sprint speed for two hundred meters and then jumped ashore easily from the water.

The wet black hair was shaken, and the muscles on the body became stronger due to the movement. The rigid contour line outlines the three-dimensional layer of sense, and a little water droplets flowed through the vibrant healthy skin, a feeling of vitality.

After swimming twice as far as the ordinary special training soldiers, Zou Liang didn't feel any tired. He took the giant wood and walked back to the starting point. He put the logs into the soil and said to Nebelo: "How?"

The young Sun Knight had a calm face and nodded: "Pass the first pass, this training does not make much sense to your current level."

In a word, it is equivalent to throwing away the ears of the emperor and the north. Passing the level does not have to be the last day. As long as it is good enough, it can be passed in advance, but so far no one has behaved so well.

Maybe someone can make it fast, but Arthur undoubtedly has thoroughly grasped what the training needs to express. Nebeiro knows this well. He hasn't seen him for a while, and this person is a bit unpredictable. Maybe he should have shot him directly ...

Nebeiro smiled equally brightly.

Murphy gave a thumbs up, Zou Liang smiled, and be domineering with this group of people, what northern emperor capital, Lao Tzu came, all side by side.

Few battles with Ioria will make Zou Liang look good.

"Arthur, it's too bang. Meow, people are miserable. What should I do, what should I do?" Joanna said embarrassed.

"Oh, it's okay, it's almost three days." Zou Liang laughed.

Catwoman immediately nodded, as long as Arthur said it was okay, it should be fine.

"Fuck! Arthur, let me say something good, next time, can you not be so shocked and give me some mental preparation." Buenavin laughed.

"It's nothing, it's a trick."

I glanced across the north and the capital, without paying special attention, really, not to show off. For him, these children, his opponent is Nebeiro.

"Fuck, what a monster!"

Leopard warrior, bō Qi, known as the Lightning Hand, couldn't help but curse. This is too **** subversive. What makes him a mixed warrior who is specially trained for ten days in advance? !!

The other people in the north were so dark that they were dripping water. There was such a strong priest in the south to join. I am afraid the situation in the north is not optimistic.

The people of the imperial capital are also thoughtful one by one.

Many people secretly compare, if they are themselves, can they achieve 200 meters of countercurrent like that Arthur priest?

Greg was not cynical at this time either, holding his chin in one hand and squinting back and forth between Nebeiro and Arthur. Suddenly there was a faint feeling, and the aura of the two was actually similar.

It's the kind of calm atmosphere, everything is in control but it is calm and restrained. Fork, it is no wonder that Nebelo had to use the means to kill this Arthur, and Nebelo's xìng is not a good thing. It is worth thinking about. Yes, it ’s so real to see Arthur now. Not only was he not killed by ng, but he was also in full swing. If you think about it, during this time, he seems to have kicked everything.

Note that Arthur and Nebeiro's inadvertent smile hidden the knife, it is equivalent to see two sly monsters ~ www.readwn.com ~ Grey Greg, with a pout, is still a bubble girl.

"The leisure time is over."

Nebeiro waited for a while, and sharp and majestic eyes swept across everyone: "Today's training has just begun. You have also seen Arthur's performance just now. I don't want to be ashamed to step up and practice!"

Nebeiro ordered, and the sturdy special training team members drank one by one, and ng from the woods a huge log, carrying it and jumping off the cold river water.

In this early morning sun, in the bō sparkling Danube, all young people who desire to be strong are enjoying their physical strength and enthusiasm.

Many people fell and were rushed hundreds of meters away by the rushing river water. Don't ask anyone to help. They climbed up and carried the giant wood to continue rushing.

Arthur's performance just now has stabbed them so that they are completely crazy.

Sophie and Joanna encountered no difficulty. Neither of them belonged to the strength type, especially Catwoman. She was good at silent stealth. Let her do this kind of training. Isn't this to her life? No wonder Catwoman's faces are all together. !! .