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"Roar!"

The black tiger snarled up to the sky, and then the tiger's body sank, its thick and powerful hind legs slammed, leaving ten deep marks on the ground, and rushed towards Chen Xing. Wei Qinghai held the Mitsubishi saber in both hands and ejected like a cannonball, piercing Chen Xing's chest.

Chen Xing clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, condensing the last strength, he had completely given up the defense, ready to launch a desperate blow, and beg to die if no matter what.

In an instant, my mind flashed through the play by the small river, the colorful stones at the bottom of the river flashed radiantly, flashed through the joy in the underground training ground, and the beautiful face was smiling like a flower. Finally, the picture freezes at the moment of first encounter. In the noisy bar, she raised her head and looked into his eyes. The water waves in the eyes are surging, as if there is a stunned hung flying by, bringing up a ripple.

"Sorry, I can't go back..."

Chen Xing said silently in his heart, everything in his eyes gradually became blurred, losing all the color, only a little red light on Wei Qinghai's throat.

He relaxed his tight body, held the handle of the knife, and slowly exhaled. The shadow in his pupils grew bigger and bigger, as if he could smell the stench in the tiger's mouth. Seeing that blood was about to splatter three feet, the space behind him was suddenly distorted, and the blue cracks opened out of thin air.

"Wow!"

A silver light rushed out extremely quickly, drew an arc across his head, and knocked the black tiger into the air.

A huge white wolf appeared in the sight of everyone, with silver hair like snow, scarlet pupils, and a murderous air, with a powerful momentum and awe-inspiring majesty.

At the time of life and death, the spirit body of the wolf king broke free from the shackles, tore the void, and appeared on the ring. It lives in symbiosis with Chen Xing, and both die. Even though he was unwilling, he had to come out to help.

Seeing the giant wolf appear, the audience was shocked, but Chen Xing also had Yu Ling, and the aura exuding from his body was exactly the same, unlike an expert who had been forced to graft and stuff.

Wei Haitang in the assistant seat stared wide-eyed, his eyes were splitting, and he tried to rush to the ring to help several times, but was held back by the two national teachers.

"Lord, no!" "This is not our silver eagle collar. The king and the council are watching."

Under the persuasion of the two national teachers, Wei Haitang was panting like a cow, and his eyes were almost bleeding.

Sudden change occurred, Wei Qinghai on the court was frightened and fled Chen Xing on the ground.

Chen Xing's Yuling originated from the body, and it was the object of blood fusion. The blood and milk/combination, and the connection of the soul, were not used forcibly by external force like Wei Qinghai. In essence, Heihu is just the Yuling who assists his master, forcibly grafting into his domain. It's like a very poor cheap car equipped with the engine of a high-priced sports car. Many parts can't keep up. The potential is squeezed to the extreme, but there are still many problems, as if it will fall apart at any time.

The wolf spirit smashed away from the black tiger and returned to Chen Xing, his body sinking slightly. The two were spiritually connected, and Chen Xing immediately understood its meaning and turned over and rode on the back of a wolf.

"Roar!"

Heihu got up from the ground, shook his head, roared, and rushed towards the wolf spirit. The owner is retreating, but it is moving in. It is clear at a glance.

On the other side, the man-wolf was single-minded, evaded quickly, and ran quickly around the edge of the field.

The harsh wind blew his clothes and hunted and hunted. Chen Xing, who was riding on the wolf's back, took out all kinds of medicines and slapped them all on his body.

The black tiger's speed was not as fast as the wolf spirit, and was thrown out a lot in an instant. The black tiger was so angry, standing still and roaring. Chen Xing stopped the blood and added psychic powers, turning them into three, taking out the **** eagle, SCAR, and silver star respectively, and launching energy-storing shots at the black tiger.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Da da da!"

The bullet hit the black tiger, and the shards of the stars splashed out. It roared and pursued hard, but the speed was too far apart, and there was no other way but to be beaten. And its owner was horrified, curled up in the corner, afraid to approach.

"go to hell!"

A psionic armor-piercing bullet burst out, smashing the gem on the black tiger's forehead. The black tiger smashed into pieces, turning into a little bit of star sand.

Watching the last trump card disappear into the invisible, Wei Qinghai showed a desperate expression and looked helplessly at his father below the stage. Chen Xing rode a wolf and looked at him condescendingly.

"You, hurt my maid!"

"Today, I will be in the name of Lin Shuyao..." Chen Xing slowly raised the Black Star pistol filled with "spiritual bullets", condensing psychic energy, and aimed it at Wei Qinghai's chest.

Sometimes it's more cruel and grueling to abolish the opponent than to kill the opponent directly. Letting the opponent hang half-life, life is better than death, and to a certain extent consumes Wei Haitang's energy and the treasury of the Silver Claw Principality.

"you dare!"

Chen Xing turned his head, Wei Haitang stared at him, his eyes were like bronze bells, and his fur was angry, like an angry lion.

"Dad, save me, dad!" Wei Qinghai cried desperately, as if clutching the last straw, without the image of a prince at all.

"Do you dare to hurt my son, I will destroy your nine races!" Wei Haitang pointed at Chen Xing and glared.

Chen Xing grinned and smiled.

"Boom!"

The muzzle spouted a blue tongue of fire, and Wei Qinghai fell off the ring like a kite with a broken line.

Suddenly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the glass of the Crystal Palace and saw the sunny smile.

At the same time, in front of the TV, the middle-aged woman staring at the screen shed tears.

"Sister, Lord Baron avenged you!"

The little boy beside the woman yelled with all his strength, as if to let his voice reach heaven for my dear sister to hear. The older girl sobbed silently, tears falling down her face.

"Wow!"

In the venue, Wei Haitang ran wildly and picked up his son on the ground.

Upon inspection, he became angry. Life is dying, and the spiritual pond is broken. All evolution is based on the use of psychic energy, whether active or passive, once the spiritual pond is broken, it will be like a useless person, and the physical quality is worse than ordinary people.

Wei Haitang picked up his son and handed it to the national teacher who followed him, then slowly turned around and looked at Chen Xing. People are extremely angry, but calm down.

"Good!" "Good!" "Good!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he said three in a row, his vigor rose in vain, his robes bulged, and the huge pressure was overwhelming.

The black mist spurted around the ring, and twelve huge figures walked out of the black mist. Tall, majestic and majestic, like a giant elephant from ancient times.

"Twelve Round Table Warriors!"

The audience was in an uproar. Twelve round table warriors, Wei Haitang opened up his territory and became famous in World War I.

In an instant, everyone looked at Chen Xing with sympathy. The Marquis of Haitang has torn off his face and is about to vent his anger for his son. Even though Chen Xing had brought them many surprises, Chen Xing could not resist at all in the face of the huge power gap.

Guardian level and Lord level are not the same concept at all. The lord level can communicate with the earth veins and continuously draw psychic energy from the core of the earth. Compared with the thin psychic energy in the air, it is the gap between the sea and the pool.

The round-table warrior headed by the round table holds huge swords in both hands, the simple armors are shining, and the red cloak is like a waterfall. It's huge, with a height of more than 20 meters. The rest of the round table warriors are holding various weapons, such as battle axes, silver swords, halberds, and meteor hammers. In comparison, the humans in the arena are like hamsters.

Looking at the imperial spirit resembling a mountain, Chen Xing slowly drew his long sword, and pointed the blade towards the silver claw master.

He does not have a prominent family, no strong parents, and no top strength, but he has a truly proud heart and the pride of facing life and death.

Whether he is a monarch or a legend, whether he is a dragon or a demon, whether he is a mountain or the sea. He would die on the road of charging like the previous life, instead of fleeing.

"Crush him into meat sauce!"

Wei Haitang roared and pointed at Chen Xing. The giant round table warrior lifted his steps, and the ground rumbling and shaking, as if the mansion was about to fall, and the world was destroyed.

On her own war drum, she saw Yue Canglian pulling out her family's Heavenly Crow Sword, which stretched across her neck. There is a determination in the starry eyes that if Chen Xing is killed, she will die in her own body and go with him.

Old K clenched his fists, gritted his teeth with hatred, but was helpless.

"Is there any king in this world!"

"Is there any fairness!" Old Ji shouted loudly, but no one responded. This is the law of the world, the strong respects the strong, the weak eats the strong.

Suddenly, the round table warriors all stopped, their movements froze, as if time had stopped suddenly.

Wei Haitang's eyes widened in disbelief, and Yu Ling sent him fear and anxiety.

"You guys, what are you afraid of?"

"Who is it, who is there?"

Wei Haitang was talking to himself, his voice trembling, madly like a wild beast that had been overly frightened.

As soon as the voice fell, tall and fit figures appeared on the ring. From the virtual to the real, first the emptiness is transparent, then the translucent, and finally it becomes the entity.

Long hair is tied high, red lips are like fire under the black blindfold, the leather jacket and pants close to the body outlines a hot curve, three rows of cold piercing knives are buckled on the thighs, and the straight long high heel The leather boots looked arrogant and powerful.

There is danger in beauty, and madness in sexy. The black figure appeared in circles, from the inside out, the whole ring was standing up unexpectedly.

You know, the diameter of the ring is hundreds of meters, totaling more than 60,000 square meters. Want to stand full of places, at least thousands of people.

"My god, it's a black widow!" "Three princes and concubines!" "No wonder you dare to stand firm with the lord, the backstage is so hard." The audience talked.

The black widow, the scout of the Triliss Succubus Legion, an evil female sleeping in the deepest glacier in the deepest layer of the undercurrent of time and space, is born with the ability to be invisible, bloodthirsty and frenzied, uses a ripper as a weapon, is proficient in lightning skills, far Both attack and close combat.

Immediately afterwards, the sky darkened, and countless blood-red chariots protruded out of the clouds, bones as frames, flesh and blood as wheels, hideous and terrifying.

The blood chariot, the flying unit of the succubus legion, can release a very corrosive rain of blood.

Two huge spatial cracks opened on both sides of the gymnasium, four huge arms like ships stretched out, and the bone spurs on the iron gloves were staggered.

"My God, it's the Queen of Thorns, she

How big is it! "No one has seen it, but from the arm, it may be bigger than this stadium." "

The Queen of Thorns, the core combat unit of the Succubus Army, is extremely large, and the steel whip can throw a distance of kilometers.

The tall and sturdy female warriors walked out of the cracks along the huge arms. They were muscular and thicker than ordinary men. Wearing a bone helmet on his head, wearing leather pants with suspenders, a chest cloth tied around his plump chest, and a giant axe with both hands on his shoulders.

"Look, it's a female butcher." "Oh my God, this woman is too burly." "It's more than two meters tall, they are said to be fallen Valkyrie." "Hush, don't talk nonsense..."

The female butcher, a melee unit in the succubus legion, is infinitely powerful, pulling the mountain and carrying the ding, using a two-handed giant axe to strangle everything in front of her with the power of a whirlwind.

On the other steel arm, walking out was a female soldier wearing black leather armor, a javelin barrel slanting behind her back, and a ponytail. Their figures are equally hot, curvy, and muscles full of explosive power.

"Dark Amazon!" "That's the Thunder Javelin."

Dark Amazon, a long-range unit in the succubus army, uses thunder and lightning javelins to attack enemy forces, and at the same time has good melee capabilities.

In the cracks, the illusion of colors piled upon each other, and swarm-like figures flew out. All of a sudden, the charming colors are boundless, and there is a hint of sweetness in the air.

"Be careful of pollen, don't breathe it in." "Cover your mouth with your clothes!"

Sucking banshees, evil spirits of the law system, charming and enchanting, good at poisoning, lethal kiss.

Wei Haitang was so frightened that he was sweating like rain, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of the succubus army, the momentum is already huge, it is difficult to imagine the scene of the flood. This is the mighty power of the king class, vast and boundless, like a star.

At some point, a hazy mist of water appeared on the royal seat.

"Master of the Silver Claw Principality, Wei Haitang."

A clear and translucent voice came from the mist,

"Do you still have the law in your eyes?"

The voice suddenly became cold, sharp as a knife, "But there is me!"

With the sound of the sound, the mist gradually dissipated, revealing the true face of the figure in the mist.

In an instant, everyone forgot to breathe.

Chen Xing was stunned, even if he had seen countless top beauties, he was still stunned.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman, she was so suffocating, even in a dream, she was worthy of the title of "the most beautiful woman in the world".

The face is like snow, the eyes are like stars, the waist is fat, and the chest is compelling.

He was close to 1.8 meters tall, only a few centimeters shorter than Yeyang Bailiu, and his chest was extremely plump, like a heavy papaya.

Her beauty is a kind of mature beauty, a supreme stunner who brings the charm of a woman to the extreme. The whole person is like a big ripe berry, round and full, with a rosy color, and the thin, translucent peel reveals the aroma of the flesh, as if only a light pinch, the sweet juice will be sprayed out.

I have to say that in front of such a woman, the young girl's youthfulness, vitality, purity, cuteness, childishness, and coquettishness all have to stand aside. Her existence seemed to announce to all young girls: Look, this is the real woman.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere on the court had become a little strange, or perhaps the focus of the party's hope had gone off, and the mist soon closed. The glamorous and indispensable faces gradually disappeared, as if something had been lost, and the hearts of everyone could not help but give birth to a touch of melancholy.

"Wei Haitang, answer me!"

The voice became fierce, and the dream was fragmented. At this time, everyone remembered the horror of that woman, and they were suddenly cold, like falling into an ice cave.

Thinking of going to the queen?

Take a look at the army that covers the sky, the existence that can contend with half the strength of the Ambergris River.

"Chen, Chen is convicted."

Wei Haitang's feet were soft, and he knelt down, even the warrior with the twelve round table knelt down. The huge knee touched the ground and made a rumbling sound. Without the old king's support here, he can only bow his head and proclaim his courtiers.

"You indulge your son to mutilate the maid of the college, what's the explanation?

The voice in the fog sounded again, with a calm tone, but full of endless majesty.

"I, I have no way to teach my son, and I have lost my father's position." Wei Haitang lowered his head and said.

"Then what should you do?" The voice paused, "Your son."

Wei Haitang was silent for a few seconds, and finally closed his eyes, and said in pain, "Treat it impartially and exile the black continent to death!"

"I hope you are convinced, otherwise..."

The mist dissipated, and there was no one on the seat, leaving only the high-pitched voice reverberating in the hall.

"I will come personally to slaughter you the whole family of Wei!"

With Cuilisi's departure, the succubus army passed by like a gust of wind and turned into star dust.

At this time, Chen Xing had already taken advantage of the chaos to return to his assistant's seat, led a group of his men into the contestant channel, and left quietly. As the saying goes, there are many dreams at night, leaving early and having good health is the last word.