"Fuck me!"
Fei grabbed both hands in the void, and a pair of green and purple swords appeared in his hands. The terrifying power of a level 21 barbarian exploded in an instant. Although there was no gorgeous fighting spirit, the pure physical strength was even more frightening. Shocked, the purple and blue swords turned into two dazzling afterimages in the air, and accurately hit the two yellow scimitars that suddenly attacked.
clang clang!
Two clusters of sparks burst out like magnificent fireworks.
In terms of strength alone, the instant explosive power of a 21-level barbarian is obviously higher than that of a master of the same level. The yellow scimitar bounced off without any suspense, and the huge force instantly shook the owner of the yellow scimitar. It's hard for them to express their extreme surprise. They never thought that this little king could not feel the slightest wave of battle energy, but his strength was so huge.
Fei smashed the scimitar with both swords, and his feet hit the ground. The barbarian skill [Jump] was activated, flashing like jumping pills, and frantically volleyed towards Paris-Hilton's line of defense. At this time, Fei had already taken care of it. I can't go to protect the eldest princess anymore, because my fiancée Angela is already in great danger.
The coquettish woman was very fast, and in the blink of an eye she was in the sky in front of Angela.
"Get back!"
One blue and one red two-color fighting spirit shone brightly. Lampard and the warden Oleg desperately protected Angela's delicate body. Lampard possessed three-star strength. The flames shot up into the sky, and even enveloped Angela behind him and Oleg beside him. The black giant soldier behind him let out a clear trembling sound. Amidst the sound of the water, the huge blue flame of vindictiveness roared towards Paris, who was attacking in mid-air, like the raging waves of the sea.
The warden Oleg was relatively weak, but he endured the injuries on his body and unleashed a sword with all his strength. The fiery red grudge was like a long whip, and he drew it out in the air.
Paris was in the air, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and her slender hands pressed gently in the air.
bang bang!
Two muffled grunts, the blue rage and the red flame whip collapsed in an instant, Lampard and Oleg both spewed out a mouthful of blood as if they had been hit hard, and fell backwards and fell to the ground. To the king under the altar.
The two worked together, but they couldn't survive a move under Paris' hands.
There was no time for Sun Fei to come back.
With a flash of white shadow, Paris appeared behind Angela in an instant.
A weak and boneless bare hand, just like holding a red rose before, gently strangled Angela's swan-like neck, and with a backhand palm, the blond little Lolita Gemma who was about to pounce Flying in the air, Paris still had a coquettish smile on the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful big eyes looked at Fei who was rushing towards him with a smile. sank.
With one move, this woman easily restrained Angela.
"Let her go!"
Fei had to stop five meters away, and with a thought, the purple and green swords in his hands disappeared in a flash. His eyes were like sharp arrows blessed with ice magic, and he stared closely at Paris, wishing to blow this coquettish girl away. The bitches are crucified where they are.
"Tsk tsk tsk, are you nervous?"
Paris's smile is still so coquettish, with a suffocating glamor on her white and flawless face, she doesn't care about the chill in Fei's eyes at all, and gently strangles Angela's neck with one hand, The other hand gently brushed Angela's beautiful long black hair neatly and intimately, as if a close female companion was grooming a friend.
"Little king, do you still remember what I said just now? Hehehe, your woman will be ravaged by the cheapest beggars in the world, and will be sold to the most humble military camps to be lowly military prostitutes... how about it?" , Are you scared now? Distressed? Scared? Hee hee hee, little king, come here, kneel down like a beggar, kiss my toes, beg me, and then, maybe I will spare your life!"
Fei's heart sank little by little.
This woman is crazy.
She returned to Fei every word what Sun Fei said just now.
Obviously, there was only one reason why Paris was the first to deal with Angela, a weak woman who had no threat at all—it was just because of what Fei said just now... Such a woman is as beautiful as a flower, and she is not easy to find. Absolutely magnificent, full of styles, dressed in white, fluttering out of the dust, like a Lingbo fairy, but like a devil, she has a stubborn and perverted psychology that is absolutely unimaginable and comprehensible to ordinary people. Her pupils are as beautiful as cat's eye jewels Amongst them, the cruelty like a cat playing with a mouse flashed, the slender hands strangling Angela's neck exerted force little by little, making the girl in her arms breathe quickly, and then smiled and admired Fei's anxious expression.
At this time, the entire top of Dongshan Mountain has completely become a Shura battlefield.
The changing sword of the sword assassin was blocked by Zi Yan, a girl in purple clothes next to the eldest princess. The two seemed to be of similar strength. The sound of sharp swords colliding could only be heard in the air, and the fight was indistinguishable.
On the other side, the white-clothed assassin and the knight commander Roman-Pavlyuchenko were fighting each other, wearing a white suit with strange scales, barbed claws and claws. The white-clothed assassin is erratic and mysterious, with a pair of sharp claws that seem to be able to tear apart the space at any time, often making sneaky attacks in the most unexpected directions, and the baby-faced blond knight Pavlyuchenko who is always smiling is completely gone. It is a tricky and clumsy way, a two-handed knight's sword in his hand is just the simplest basic actions such as cutting, chopping, chopping, chopping, sweeping, etc. Although it is simple, it can always kill the assassin in white Blocked by those incomparably exquisite moves, they were forced out of the Sanbu, unable to get close to the eldest princess.
After being forced away by Fei, the scimitar and double swordsman did not chase after him, and turned around to kill Princess Zhan.
At this time, the eldest princess was no longer protected by masters, and the more than two hundred Zenit imperial cavalry showed the iron-blooded demeanor of imperial soldiers at this time. They were fearless in the face of death, and shouted loudly. In front of the princess, they surrounded their princesses and used their own flesh and blood to build a steel Great Wall. Even if they died in battle, the corpse would block in front of the eldest princess. The scene was extremely tragic.
Those two strange yellow scimitar swordsmen were furious. Although their strength was far higher than that of the cavalry, the swords were so bright that every time they passed, the head of the cavalry shot up into the sky and died on the spot... However, facing the This group of brave soldiers, in a short period of time, they couldn't get close to the eldest princess...
The king's altar built of white boulders began to tremble under the destruction of the soil master who sneaked into the ground, like a decayed wooden house creaking and about to collapse, huge stones flew around, and the ground cracked Cracks like spider webs one after another, dust flying, soaring into the sky, the king's altar was about to collapse, many soldiers fell into the cracks howling, squeezed into meat paste by boulders, and died unexpectedly.
Whoosh whoosh!
From time to time, silent sharp arrows flew out of the dust, piercing the soldiers' foreheads, eye sockets, throats and hearts like bloodthirsty poisonous snakes... The whereabouts of the bow master lurking in the dark were erratic, and the arrows killed him , like the touch of death.
Under the altar of the king, there was an unexpected scene—the princes and envoys from all over the world were also fighting together at this time.
Princes and envoys from more than a dozen countries, including King Dalei of Shenhua, Prince Poyong of Luneng, and Li Yi, the envoy of Chanba Kingdom, immediately stood up and did the same thing after Paris said "kill". —Tie a red ribbon on his arm, and then, with a grinning grin, he drew out the sharp blade of the long sword at his waist and slashed at those who were not wearing a red ribbon around him.
"His Royal Highness Domingos will reward you for killing the eldest princess!"
"Bastard... get lost..."
"Kill Tanasa, don't keep alive, don't let go of anyone who canonize the mission!"
"Hahahaha, kill me, kill hard, kill these envoys and guards first!"
In the dust that soared into the sky, the rays of the golden morning sun were faintly visible in the dust and mist, and the entire top of Dongshan Mountain seemed to have turned into a bloody Shura hell, with swords, lights and swords flashing in one piece, stumps and broken arms flying all over the sky, Blood splashed like pouring rain, and there were mournful wailing and ferocious cries everywhere...
The contingent of more than 200 foreign envoys was divided into two groups.
The party with the red ribbon on their arms obviously knew what would happen in this canonization ceremony. They had been prepared, reacted quickly, launched an attack, and organized tightly. They quickly gained the upper hand and slaughtered these people wantonly opponent.
The other party was purely friendly envoys who came to congratulate Sun Fei on becoming king. These people were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses. Most of them were killed or injured in a short period of time. In front of the enemy, you are like a small sampan on the sea in a storm, in danger of being destroyed at any time.
Fei glanced at it, and at this moment he completely understood everything.
It turned out that the canonization ceremony on the top of Dongshan had become the place of confrontation between two huge forces. Before that, the conspiracy and danger he had been vaguely feeling, the uneasy premonition obviously came from this. As the so-called fire at the city gate caused the fish in the pond, this battle had nothing to do with Chambord City, but since it was chosen as the unfortunate host, the demise of Chambord City seemed to have been doomed early.
"Little king, what are you still hesitating about?"
Paris looked at Fei with a smile on her face, her white clothes were dusting off, and she was fluttering away, as if all the bloody wind and miserable wailing that happened around her had nothing to do with her: "Come here, kneel down and beg me, crawl over... At my feet, hee hee hee, maybe I will really spare your life."
Fei looked at Angela.
This beautiful girl is like a solitary lily in the dusty sky, her face is a little pale, but the brilliance in those beautiful eyes is always firm, without a trace of fear, The sky blue dress on his body was stained with drops of blood splashed from a distance, like plum blossoms blooming, and the gray dust covered the original blue color of the gown.
This set of gowns was personally designed by Fei Fei for Angela before the ceremony. It is gorgeous, clear and unique, outlining the girl's heart-shattering beauty in a thrilling way.
Fei shook hands.
At this time, suddenly, there was a wind, and the girl's skirt was blown up, revealing the smooth white calf underneath, which was so beautiful that it made people ecstatic.