Origin Player

King's capital.

A house not far from the battlefield.

The petals of the Duke of Baihua are lingering, which makes his body shape and presence equivalent to blurring. Unlike the offensive type and defense type, he is a rare assassin category, but because his strength is quite good at the same level, he is positive at the same level, so he is positive on the front. The battle often does not fall in the battle.

call!

The wind blowing from the battlefield was dusty.

The Duke of Baihua suddenly turned his head, and his eyes were empty.

He did not want to continue the detour to attack the strong enemy, but could not leave from this house at all.

"What does you mean."

"If you want to fight, I am willing to be accompanied."

The Duke of Baihua took a step, and immediately a noble sword emerged from the front. He was already in the Sanran sword array.

"Don't move, be careful I cut you to death."

The cunning female voice came, "The peak warfare is a bit difficult for me, but it is not good, but there is no good, and I do n’t have the sword."

The Duke Baihua believed it, but the shoulder was cut off by the Haiyan sword in the next second, and the wound was immediately petrified, which made him angry.

"you……"

"Don't scold people if you have a bit of quality. Believe it is a fool. Don't take off your head. How can I be embarrassed with that guy in the future?

The sword array covers the entire house, and the game between assassins has no waves, four -handles perfect swords, twenty -four well -grade long swords, eighty -one rare sword, 360 -handed magic steel swords Most of them are knight swords.

With the chaos of the king, the nobles have successively destroyed the door, Simon stolen, depended on, and grabbed, and searched for a large number of secrets and long swords. The maximum harvest was two perfect levels. , So she chose to pay back.

The Duke Baihua's forehead was cold, but he didn't have extra effort to confront them here.

With a bang, the loud noise came from a distance.

At the moment when the wind blew the smoke, the Duke of Baihua pulled the sword to cut the shadow behind him, and the sword array suddenly contracted, and countless sword light instantly flooded the entire house.

"Hey, guess wrong."

Nympho

On the main road.

A fierce smashing caused the elite knights to break the upper body.

The pungent blood smells like a sticky mist. Looking at it, the residual limbs that accumulated like the mountains are overlapping, and the dark red blood converges into a depression.

Under the slaughter of this high intensity, only the Cavaliers can barely leave most of the corpse, densely dense remains, and some still hold the long sword, the plasma flows freely from the high platform, walking down with a gun, walking down with the gun figure walking down the figure , Blood and water in the feet.

Jiang He turned his neck, the clicks of the bones were endless, the corners of the clothes dropped blood, and there were only a few strands of cloth strip left on the upper body. Surprising, it was a lot refreshing.

"Comfortable."

The Duke of Golden Lion and the Duke of the Bourbon are like the enemy.

The terrible death injury caused the cannon fodder to defeat, even if the lion roar was unable to recover, but they did successfully complete the task, and someone's energy value almost exhausted.

"Huh ~"

"Go, no way to retreat."

The Duke of the Golden Lion took a deep breath and rushed first. The golden lion real and the long sword fused, condensed a lion head at the horn handle, and the brown brown gold light bloomed on the sword. Golden light shot, full of power.

Alas!

Golden Lion Sword Artist.

The sword light came extremely fast, penetrating Jiang He's left chest. For the extraordinary person, the importance of energy value is equivalent to the fuel of the vehicle. There is no fuel. difficulty.

Seeing swordsmanship, the four dukes were in Qi Qi.

Rhein, who has no silver swordsman, has dropped to the original level. Now it seems that this guy is just a normal knight!

In the shadow of the corpse mountain, the brown wolf launched a sneak attack. His bitter ability is not as pure as the Wyat Demon Wolf, but he is far away from speed, and his body is smaller and fast.

The wolf shadow bite the back of the enemy's back, Jiang He suddenly turned around, the speed mode opened, the silver gun pierced the brown wolf chest, and the five -color flames ignited it into the torch. Outside.

"Are you a bit unclear if you play?"

Jiang He raised his eyebrows, and Mobius's time ring was launched. The state was refreshed once twice a day. The wound of his shoulder disappeared. The energy value reached 9001. The momentum of returning to the peak made the streets silent.

High -altitude, hovering has not found the flawed white giant eagle to turn around, flying to the southern plain.

The Duke of the Golden Lion's smile was extremely bitter, and the despair was really desperate. How could the other party do this, and what the ability of a serious knight for this kind of foul is doing.

"Golden Lion, if we ran away, who would maintain the majesty of the king's power?" The Duke of the Bourbon pushed up the knight sword, and the three virtues shone in the sword body.

The more the helmens who are superiors, the more difficult it is to maintain virtue. Even if it has owned, in the process of promising, the contract object will ask for vowing vows to ensure credibility, and for family and interests, but for family and interests, Virtue is not unswerving.

At this moment, the Duke of the Bourbon royal family has decided to die here.

The Duke of the Golden Lion was ashamed and shameful: "Sorry, I don't want to hit it anymore."

"You can determine this?"

Suddenly, Jiang He spoke indifferently, "You also treat yourself as your personal character too."

"Rhein, don't go into the foot!" The Duke of the Golden Lion was angry.

boom!

The Duke of the Bourbon has already made a sword, and the golden lion erupted dazzling light. The sound waves with full penetration shattered the houses on both sides, rolled up the ground layer by layer, and the sound of 100 meters was promoted, converged, and concentrated, and then on it, and then on it, it was on it. Jianfeng was vented.

Golden Lion Sword and Wang Wei.

Jiang He's eyes were slightly condensed, his right hand stretched out, a fist -sized sun appeared between the five fingers, and the five -color flowing fire was like a ribbon on the surface of the sun. When he clenched his fist, the amazing heat melted the left and right ground, and the broken corpse flesh was blackened ash. , White mist.

One punch out, the rainbow shines through the night sky.

Extreme light heat and impact release, collided with the striked sound waves, the rumbling sound rose, spread to most of the king capital, and tore the streets out of the energy overflowing energy on both sides. The neighboring street runs through, and the house collapses.

Jiang He bowed his head, and the left heart of the two layers of hegemon and the armor of the field was penetrated, leaving a huge blood hole. The four energy characteristics extinguished the residual sword qi, and healed the wound healing.

"Change to normal peak, maybe die."

In front of him ten meters in front of him, the humanoid coke stood up. In his hand, the knight sword had only a hilt. Jiang He passed the punch and gave a punch.

The Duke of Golden Lion stood in place, lowered his head and silent, and his hands holding the sword were tight and loose. His expression was extremely struggling. Of course, he did not want to die, but he couldn't get rid of it. This time, my own side did not have extra peak combat power to kill each other.

Jiang He made his noodles moving expressionlessly.

"You gamble, I disdain to start with you?"

"Your prejudice to me is too deep."

The surrounds of the 100,000 Army and the Nine Dukes ended with unusually funny results. In less than two steps, Jiang He shot and pierced the enemy's chest. The process was extremely easy. The most important thing is that he never has compassion.

"I curse you to die without burial." The Duke of Golden Lion looked up until his death, and his knight sword never mentioned.

Jiang He calmly said: "You are just afraid."

With a stun, the Duke of the Golden Lion exploded.

In front of the main road, there is no any hindrance.

Nympho

Inner city original site.

Xinhongbao stands alone in the center.

At the door of the door, Lor was lying on the ground full of alchemy lines, and his golden blood dried up. His eyes were already empty, and his entire eight skulls were beside him.

Seven nightingale and old pirates killed the nightingale. The entire adventure team was only A3yi.

"It's not enough, do you have this amount only!"

Black Marquis is cold, and behind him is the real black rose in the bloom. The surface is like flowing oil. If you look closely, each petal is composed of different pocket things. Wait, a total of ninety -nine petals, corresponding to ninety -nine blood veins.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

In the center of Black Rose, a sun is rising.

The black in the black, the moment when "things must be reversed", the real -shaped holder will be promoted to gold.

Faced with cold drinks, Lor was motionless, and he looked at the night sky blankly, wandering in despair and pain. He was simply a plaything in the hands of others, just like the kings of Stuttat.

"I don't know how to lift it." Hei Jue's words were indifferent.

The Big Cavaliers of the Holy Blood Church fell to the ground to the ground.

Lore was panicked and was anxious: "No ... no, when will you torture me!"

"Hang her."

"yes."

The big knight put the rope on the neck of Eleano, found a shelf to hang it, and the tightening of the rope woke up from the coma. She struggled violently, but closer to death.

Lor's hissing was exhausted, his forehead was exposed, and his destiny pushed the perfect birth of the sun elves, and this blood was completely plundered by the Black Marquis.

When the big knight suddenly stunned, Queen Ericon's face was pale and died.

Lore was in place, and the last fate was consumed.

The sun behind the Marquis became bright, and the complete sun elf blood transplanted into his body, and the fusion began.

"You are useless."

Hei Jue raised the huge gimmick around him to kill Lorr. This ribbon was weird. Nearly half of them were conical guns, S -Class to Zhenzhong Chonghai. An important reason for the treasure on the body.

Nourish!

The light of the sun was washed the black roses. The blood veins were steaming out of the black mist. The mixed and messy blood of the blood gradually became essential. The black marquis intends to promote gold in this trend, but just a little progress, his expression suddenly changed, and he stopped the fusion with the blood of the sun elves.

This blood is lurking with horror and toxicity. Once he fuses with the blood, it will inherit the toxins inside, which is enough to make the dealer's self -healing fatal dosage.

Bang!

The soul bullets containing five -color flames killed the big knight.

On the boundary between the inner and outer cities, Jiang He put away the Black Rose flintlock. He had implanted the poison in Lor for more than ten hours. Even real gold could not resist it.

The Black Marquis turned his head coldly, "So it was you who was making trouble."

Jiang He looked at the strange lance, "The lance is good. If you die, you will be mine."

No one on either side cared about the dead Holy Blood Knight.

The Black Marquis took off his cloak, revealing a strong and agile body. On the true form of the Black Rose, nine wolf-like petals fell off and merged into the lance. One of the petals was a three-headed wolf.

"Nine kinds of bites, don't think it's just a waste like Wyatt."

Black Spear Technique·Nine Wolf Bites.

The lance stabbed straight from a distance. Even though it was several miles apart, a gun light still arrived in an instant, like a falling meteorite.

Jiang He looked serious, and clenched his right fist to punch out the true form of the sun wrapped in five-colored flowing fire.

Boom!

The ground of the inner city ruins trembled, and the spear light defeated the true form of the sun. Nine wolf shadows of various shapes were waiting for an opportunity to bite the fragments. The five-color flames burned the wolf shadows, and the strong light illuminated the earth. The two sides were evenly matched.

In a ray of light, Jiang He turned on the speed mode and approached the high platform. He raised the Longhen Dragon Spear and aimed at the enemy and smashed it down. The speed was so fast that it was unbelievable, like a phantom.

Ding!

The lance was raised and collided with the enemy's spear. A cluster of sparks flashed in front of the black marquis, causing his expression to change slightly. Although he had known it for a long time, it was still frightening to experience the weight of the spear in person.

In an instant, the nine leopard-shaped petals on the black rose fell off, and the black marquis actually evacuated at a speed that was not inferior to his opponent.

Boom!

The impact swept across, and the high platform collapsed.

Jiang He frowned at the enemy. The mixed bloodline made it more difficult to advance, but it also gave the Black Marquis a comprehensive means. Although he was not as good as the great powers, he was also good enough to be ranked at the peak of the real silver level, far from being comparable to the rotten fish and shrimps like the royal elders.

The spear tip moved forward, and the Forty-Eight Wolf Smoke Spears flew out.

The dark red stream of light cut through the air, and the lingering traces were difficult to dissipate, as if they were scars left in a vacuum.

The Black Marquis was ready, and the Black Rose withered nine petals again. The defensive true forms of rocks, rivers, ice shields, etc. were released in front of him. A giant door more than 30 meters high rose from the ground, with complex and exquisite patterns on the surface.

Clang!

The distant sound of hammers and bells resounded.

The giant door exploded, and the gun light also dissipated.

...

On the bell tower near the ruins of the inner city.

Si Ning put away the telescope and casually placed the head of the Duke of Flowers on the parapet. It was not easy for her to kill the peak of silver. The energy value was only 10%, and the white neck was almost cut in half by the sword. The remaining sword energy made the medium-sized healing potion helpless. Not all players have the self-healing ability of someone.

"One of the perfect swords was broken, but fortunately the Knight Sword of the Duke of Golden Lion can make up for the loss. Lao He should have seen me and didn't pick it up... right."

"I can't intervene in the battle between these two guys, so... just leave."

"No, I should burn down the capital. The end of chaos is the end... perfect."

Si Ning pondered for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​going over to help. If someone lost, she might not be able to escape easily from the hands of the Black Marquis, and she would have to use up the hard-earned trump card of running away.

If someone wins, she will definitely not get any benefit, just like that guy will never give her the ultimate lance. She is not willing to risk her life to help others. If they are in cahoots with each other, the premise is that both parties are definitely not good people.

"I can only wish you a little blessing."