Bright Era

In the street, the warriors in heavy black armor fell to the ground in all directions. The ground was full of blood, and the arms and legs of those soldiers were weirdly twisted. It was all injuries caused by Enzo's violent strike with a big iron rod, breaking their arms and legs.

Below Beirudi, three major imperial generals, seventeen imperial colonels, other large and small officers, and more than a thousand ordinary soldiers, all were beaten to the ground by Enzo alone. There was even a major general who stepped into the upper ranks of the saints before he could start a grudge. Enzo hit his chest with a stick, patted his ribs into flour, and hit him to the ground, vomiting blood, and wailing. Crying and crying.

The injuries are heavy, but the injuries are not fatal. If you are willing to spend a lot of money to hire a few priests from the Temple of Life, these wounded can be alive and kicking for up to seven or eight days. But now, these people are all lying on the ground, one by one looking at Enzo like an erupting volcano, and the heat in their eyes can almost burn Enzo to ashes.

Enzo shook his head. He stuffed the iron rod back into the ring, and then walked to the imperial major general who had been hit by his chest and now was spraying blood with a big mouthful of blood. Pulled it out.

The sword is three fingers wide and three feet five inches long. It is a standard one-handed sword. The light golden blade was slightly transparent, and the runes circulated in the blade like running water in a circle, revealing very spirituality, and exuding a chill that makes the heart palpitating. This is a low-grade sacred sword, and its attributes focus on metal elements, focusing on tearing apart the enemy's armor and body with an unmatched edge.

Swiping the war sword at random, Enzo rudely grabbed the opponent's scabbard and put it on his waist naturally. He looked at the pale-faced major general, and said solemnly: "According to the noble duel regulations prevailing in the mainland, I defeated you in a frontal battle, so you and all your belongings are my personal possessions."

After a pause, and vigorously swinging the sword, Enzo frowned.

He is accustomed to using stabbing swords. The brisk and sharp stabbing sword is in his hands. Now he can stab nearly a hundred swords in a single flash, the sword light like a storm. This is Enzo's best means to kill the enemy on the battlefield. But with this one-handed sword, Enzo felt that the speed of his sword immediately dropped more than ten times. The one-handed sword and the stabbing sword are very different in the use of skills, which makes Enzo very uncomfortable with the stabbing skills for more than ten years.

"I am a generous person!" Enzo returned the long sword to the scabbard and kicked the opponent lightly: "So, although you are involved in the suspicion of treason, I have nothing else to do with you personally. Ask. But your weapon, I'm not polite. Unless you can pay me a price that satisfies me, otherwise in accordance with the noble duel regulations, I can refuse to return this treasure to you!"

Lin Qi gave Enzo a high-grade sacred weapon-level thorn sword, and it was a boutique forged by several dwarven master craftsmen. But Enzo's cover-up identity. Ente Malte was born in a small family in a remote area. He could not have a high-grade sacred artifact, so Enzo could not use that sword to face the enemy in an open manner.

Today, I was able to "capture" a low-grade sacrificial artifact, which is also a surprise. At least the next time he encounters the sacred armor of Beirudi, Enzo will not be forced to break his defenses with his fists.

With a smile, he gave an aristocratic ritual to the major general who was showing resentment, and Enzo walked briskly in front of Beirudi. Looking at Beludi, who was completely disfigured by his own heavy fist, Enzo sighed helplessly, and then neatly pulled the middle-grade sacred weapon-level armor on him. As he unloaded this armor with amazing defensive power, he muttered in a low voice: "Sorry, Lieutenant Admiral, you are suspected of being involved in a matte press, so this armor on your body will be confiscated as a murder weapon."

Beludi opened his big **** mouth with difficulty: "You... What a courage!"

Enzo smiled brilliantly at Beirudi, and then spat heavily in Beiludi's mouth. Berudi rolled his eyes with anger, and after a heavy wound, he almost fainted with anger. Enzo repeatedly apologized to Beludi: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, I just wanted to spray you, but I didn't expect to spray you. This is a mistake!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Enzo smiled and said to the blue-faced Beludi: "This armor, um, frankly speaking, since I defeated you, and you are the nobleman of the empire, I am unfortunately also the empire. Nobles, so no matter if we are fighting because of official business or private enmity, you are defeated anyway, so your armor and you are my spoils!"

Lightly patted Beludi’s face, Enzo said playfully: "Your father, our marshal, if you are willing to spend a sum of money, you can redeem you. But this armor, regardless of your family What a price I paid..."

Bea cursed on the sidelines, and a majestic, just listening to the voice gave a voice of the blizzard of Odin Icefield whizzing by coldly from the other end of the street: "What a price is you willing to pay? Return our ancestral Belsaidi holy armor to us? Major General Ente Marte, you committed the following, this is a felony!"

With a tall body and a body straight like a green pine, Marshal Beian, who is as majestic as a polar bear, wore a white marshal dress and a large white cloak, slowly walking towards Enzo's side step by step. Behind him were only eighteen middle-aged men wearing scarlet armor, but any one of these eighteen middle-aged men placed Enzo's pressure far more than Beirudi, who was beaten into darkness by him.

'Eighteen Knights of Blood Wind', the most famous 18 iron-blooded warriors of Marshal Beian's retainers, everyone has the title of the Earl of the Empire, and everyone is struggling in the flesh and blood of the Hundred Years Land Island War , The truly murderous Titans.

What they practiced is the most common standard fighting qigong method in the Gaul Empire army. The infamous fighting qigong method was forced to break through to the holy realm by them! On the front-line battlefield of the Norman Fort, in **** fights with foreign races, the 18th Blood Wind Knights fought all the way from a small soldier to the high position of the Honorary Lieutenant General and Earl of the Empire.

Killed countless people, countless lives hang by a thread, these eighteen fierce gods are the demons who crawled out of hell. They have almost experienced the entire land-island war that lasted for more than a hundred years, and they participated in almost all battles of tens of thousands of people in the 100-year land-island war.

However, they were over a hundred years old, and they just smashed the terrifying power of the peak of a saint from the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing Ruowu's **** mist floating around them and the cold **** ghost fire in their eyes, Enzo couldn't help but explode his scalp. According to the news discovered by the intelligence system deployed by Lin Qi these days, the Eighteenth Knights of Blood Wind played an extremely important role in the killing of the other two marshals by the Holy Light I.

The two marshals also had similar confidantes around them, and they were all brave men who had experienced many battles, but they were all killed by the 18th knights. It can be seen that these eighteen middle-aged men in blood armor are not just face-saving, they are real murderers.

Marshal Beian just walked over step by step with eighteen **** evil spirits.

The dragoons of the two squadrons behind Enzo retreated to both sides of the road in horror, they didn't even dare to look at Marshal Beian. Only Wood and a few old brothers, as well as the group of heretical fierce gods from the Black Abyss God Prison, with hippie smiles stopped in front of Marshal Beian.

For Wood's old brothers, they have experienced the greatest torture and humiliation in the world, and a marshal can't make him look different.

And those heretics from God's Hell? . . They all dare to do blasphemous things, do you expect them to fear a Marshal Beian? If it hadn't been for Lin Qi to control their souls and order them to listen to Enzo's orders in every move, these guys would have rallied and attacked and chopped off Marshal Beian's head and kicked it!

We must know that in order to strengthen Enzo’s control over the newly-built Dragoon Legion, Lin Qi stuffed Enzo with more than 20 sacred powers from the Black Abyss Divine Prison, with hundreds of celestial powers. Master.

These heretics imprisoned in the Black Abyss God Prison, which one of them has less blood in their hands than the Eighteen Knights of Blood Wind?

Marshal Beian raised his eyebrows slightly, and he looked coldly at the dragoons who ‘did not know whether to live or die’ and actually dared to stand in front of him. He glared at Enzo sullenly, and said word by word: "Give you three time to count, get away from me, otherwise..."

A heresy from Heiyuan God Prison, according to his own statement, was'framed' by some **** sticks of the church, so that the'innocent' was imprisoned in Heiyuan God Prison, laughed, and he shook his head to Marshal Beian. He lowered his body, and said happily and happily: "Otherwise, what about it? You send your mother to my bed? Oh, I like your mother's **** so much!"

Enzo's face was dark, he suddenly found Lin Qi, and then strangled Lin Qi alive!

How can you play like this if you don't bring it? Even if you have torn your face with Marshal Beian, the rules on the scene still have to be said! Marshal Beian, the only marshal of the Gaul Empire today, these **** dare to tease his mother face to face!

God, where did Lin Qi get these brave bastards!

Marshal Beian took a few steps back in horror, his face turned into a very abnormal red. He looked at Enzo incredulously, then looked up and down at the fanatic who insulted his biological mother.

His eyes suddenly turned into a **** color, and a shocking killing intent spread from his body, and Marshal Bean suddenly roared: "Open the city defense magic circle to isolate some breath from inside and outside. I, I, I We will kill this group of... the rebellious party that is treasonous and rebellious!"

It was another chaotic party hat that was snapped off.

But the person who wears the hat becomes Marshal Beian, and the weight of this hat is too heavy. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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