Danny Liz's complexion changed instantly.
Out of the small alleys in all directions came out elite soldiers in black armor, cloaked in stamina and armed with spears like forests, rushing towards them like a tide, with solemn and ruthless faces, and the darkness was overwhelming, giving people a sense of extreme despair feeling of suffocation.
On a relatively complete tall stone house in the distance, a burly man with a square face and long blue hair stood proudly facing the golden morning light. It was he who spoke just now.
Disler, the number one expert at Hot Spring Pass.
Danny Liz's beautiful silver pupils shrank suddenly. As a one-star fighting spirit fighter, she was most sensitive to fighting spirit. In her sense, the man with blue long hair on the top of the tall stone roof was blooming The majestic aura, scorching hot, is like a dazzling sun, covering all the brilliance between the heaven and the earth, and even the rising sun has been deprived of its color.
This is the horror of a six-star peak master.
Under the pressure of layers of tide-like breath, Danny Liz felt that she was about to suffocate.
And in her senses, Inzaghi and the other five people did not have the slightest aura of fighting spirit, as if they were worse than ordinary soldiers who did not know martial arts. In comparison, their strengths and weaknesses seemed to have been fully reflected, which made Danny Liz was even more worried.
"Disler?"
Inzaghi turned around and looked at the soldiers coming around, then looked up at the middle-aged man with blue hair and Chinese characters standing on the roof looking down, and said, "You finally came, and you brought soldiers with you? Haha, old Toller Where is secret?"
"Who do you think you are, that your father will personally take care of you, a small fish like you?"
Disler's long blue hair swayed back automatically without wind, quite imposing, and said condescendingly: "Let King Chambord Alexander come to be qualified to ask such a question."
"Yeah?"
Inzaghi smiled disdainfully, without saying much, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.
In the next instant, Disler, who was standing high on the roof, suddenly changed his face, and a sharp dark energy hit his throat like a death scythe. He couldn't sense the opponent's figure and shape. The trajectory of the shot, but the warrior's sensitivity to danger made him feel like he had encountered a dangerous beast, and the hair all over his body exploded.
Subconsciously, he touched the ground with both feet, and all the fire fighting energy in his body exploded. The stone house under his feet collapsed like sand under the power of his feet, and Disler took advantage of the power of this kick, and his figure exploded backwards. , Only then did he avoid the sharp and dark energy attacking without any time.
A few strands of long blue hair were chopped off by An Jin and flew in the air.
The breath of death remained undiminished, approaching Disler relentlessly.
From the beginning to the end, the number one expert at Hot Spring Pass could not grasp the opponent's whereabouts, and could only rely on the instinct of the warrior to contend with the invisible and terrifying opponent in front of him - it could not even be said to be a confrontation, it could only be said to be escape, the invisible suction force There was never a moment of disappearance in front of his throat, no matter how frenziedly he raged and avoided, he was always enveloped by this breath.
Terrible assassination technique.
Disler's formidable fire fighting qi strength was so oppressed that he couldn't use it. He was completely at a disadvantage, and he didn't even have a chance to use his fighting qi skills to counterattack.
retreat!
Retreat!
Always retreat!
This is the only thing the number one master of Hot Spring Pass can do.
The buildings under his feet, like sand, were trampled by him and collapsed one after another. The hard ground was billowing like boiling water, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and dust rose into the sky.
Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.
Danny Liz covered her mouth in amazement, her bright eyes flickered with inconceivable expressions.
Only Michael? Owen, David? Trezeguet, Gonzalez? The four of Raul and Cavani were expressionless. They had the deepest understanding of Inzaghi's strength. Under the training of His Majesty King Chambord, their fighting spirit strength has surpassed the seven-star level, and the book of assassination is even more strange and terrifying. Incomparable, coupled with the natural ability to blend into space that day, dealing with a frog in a well like Disler who dominates Thermopylae Pass is just like playing.
Twenty seconds later.
A figure flashed in front of Danieliz, and Inzaghi's figure suddenly appeared in everyone's sight out of thin air.
He has an extremely chic figure, spotless, elegant temperament, and looks like a fairy, with an indescribable sense of being out of the world.
call out!
The light of the flames skyrocketed, amidst the roars, after Inzaghi stopped, under the rage, Disler's counterattack seemed to have finally arrived, and the red flames attacked and killed like a giant dragon.
He wants to overwhelm his opponent with absolute vigor and fighting spirit.
Let the damn black knight in front of him understand that those assassination techniques are not kingly ways, but just tricks.
But—boom!
Inzaghi gently extended his hand.
This time, he didn't dodge, and grabbed the flames rushing towards his face, just like the paw of a fierce tiger pinching down a provocative centipede. At this moment, the handsome black knight erupted with a powerful momentum, It completely overwhelmed Disler's flame grudge, destroying all the flames.
"this… "
Danny Liz couldn't believe her eyes. She could finally feel Inzaghi's fighting spirit now. If Disler's flame fighting spirit was a small fireball, then Inzaghi's fighting spirit was like a scorching fire. The sun far surpassed the opponent.
No matter in terms of skill or vigor, the number one master at Hot Spring Pass was completely defeated.
Disler, who was about to attack again, turned pale and stood there dumbfounded, unable to summon up the courage to strike again.
"Now you should understand? A mere Ptolemy family and a [Storm Legion] are nothing in the eyes of my king Alexander? An ant is not as good as it is, even if it is the entire empire, who would dare to disrespect my king? ?”
The look of disdain and sarcasm deepened on Inzaghi's face, looking at Disler was like looking at a poor clown.
Disler opened his mouth, but didn't say any rebuttal words.
The surrounding soldiers of [Storm Legion], who were wearing strong and sharp clothes, seemed to be useless like straws in the wind at this moment.
"You... Believe it or not, I gave an order and fired arrows. Even if you can leave alive, none of the woman and those children behind you will live..."
Disler said harshly.
"You can try."
Inzaghi didn't change his face: "Try your archer, whether you can shoot the arrow alive."
Disler was stunned.
At this time, he suddenly discovered that the other four young black knights who had been silent before had disappeared into the arena out of thin air at some unknown time. The dangerous smell walking in the middle became more intense, and everyone felt like a shivering little rabbit being targeted by a giant beast lurking in the dark.
The assassination skills of the four black knights were not much lower than Inzaghi's.
It's really... terrible!
How could there be such a group of terrifying assassins under King Chambord