"Lightning-Electricity-Light-Speed-Punch!"
The mysterious man who had just joined the battle group was unparalleled, with long fiery red hair fluttering like flames, and he stopped drinking, like a mighty and majestic golden lion, let out a deadly roar, his fangs were cold.
He punched out, and countless lightning bolts shot out from his fist, instantly turning into a thick plasma silver snake, instantly drowning the distant battle group, the speed of punching was comparable to the speed of light, far away Far beyond the reaction speed of ordinary warriors, only the sound of screams came out, and with one punch, six moon-level powerhouses who followed Dalisandro were hit by fists that were as fast and dense as light. In the middle, he was directly blown up, turned into a puff of blood mist, and exploded in the air, blood and water flew around, and bones fell...
The city of St. Petersburg was filled with cheers.
Everyone can see that this strong man who is as irresistible as a golden lion is standing by his side. The golden battle armor he wears is the same as that of the four golden saints from Chambord City including [Black-haired Crazy Fist] before. The fighters are generally the same, they all exude a vicissitudes of life, a mysterious and vast atmosphere, and they are obviously also a strong man in Chambord City.
"It's Frank Lampard, the former No. 1 player in Chambord."
Under the enemy tower at the top of the city, the purple-clothed girl Zi Yan standing next to the eldest princess said softly.
Her strength has grown to the peak of seven stars, and she can vaguely capture the traces of the lightning-like confrontation in the battle group, and recognize the identity of the burly red-haired man who newly joined the battle group.
The eldest princess frowned slightly.
Facing the iron-clad body of such a powerful enemy as Dalisandro, Arshavin trembled slightly upon hearing this.
The two of them were among the upper-class nobles in the entire empire, the first to see the original state of Chambord City. At that time, the number one expert in Chambord City, Frank? Lampard is nothing more than a three-star warrior. In their eyes, he is as insignificant as a maggot in the gutter. The title of the so-called number one master is more like the self-amusement of the weak. Basically, people living in two worlds.
But now, even ordinary soldiers who don't use martial arts can tell, Frank? Lampard's strength has reached an unfathomable level. Even in the chaotic battle of the earth-shattering moon-level strongmen before him, he stands out from the crowd. The fangs of the golden lion gleamed coldly, and under the lightning-speed fist, almost no one combined enemy.
"His strength is probably already on the verge of being a Dainichi-level venerable. It takes one more step to achieve the promotion... It's really scary. This growth rate of strength is probably no less than that of King Chambord himself!"
Zi Yan, the girl in purple, couldn't help sighing, this is the instinct of a warrior.
She knew that all the reasons must have something to do with King Chambord.
But the strength of all warriors who follow King Chambord will increase crazily at a monstrous speed. Lampard, Drogba and others are not alone, Chris? Sutton and the kid named Luffy are also very illustrative.
"Long live Zenit!"
"Long live the empire, long live, long live!"
"Invincible! Invincible! Invincible! Invincible! Invincible! Invincible!"
The blood-spitting scene, the mythical battle for ordinary people, the invincible posture of the powerful Chambord in golden armor, the exciting scene of blood and bones splashing, the screams of the enemy and the warriors on their own side Laughing passionately...
The violent visual impact of these scenes on the morning of despair drove the Zenit people on the city into madness. Even the nobles who are usually high above all, for a while, they all forget to meet the ordinary soldiers around them. Laughing and laughing, regardless of high or low, stand shoulder to shoulder and arm in arm to cheer for the golden warriors desperately!
Amidst the cheers, something that made countless people even crazier happened.
But I don't know when, in the sky, a few more figures appeared, standing in the void.
Some people have already recognized them, including [Son of the Wind] Torres, [Split Sky Finger] Cech, [Whirlwind Knife] Robben, [Giant] Oleg, etc. Among the strong men, there are also unfamiliar strong men such as the young god master Garcia and several gray-haired old moon-level strong men.
These people did not participate in the battle, but they watched the battle intently.
They exuded a powerful aura, stagnating in the void, showing their formidable strength and their position.
This is a powerhouse belonging to the Zenit Empire.
The scene is gradually developing towards a situation that no one thought of before.
At least in terms of the number of powerhouses, the Zenit Empire is no longer at a disadvantage.
Moreover, even ordinary soldiers who don't know martial arts can tell that in the shocking battle that is going on at this time, although the number is at a disadvantage, the Saints of Chambord City wearing golden battle armor have shown a destructive and invincible performance. His strength, especially the red-haired man who appeared later like a golden lion, was invincible. With both fists, no opponent could last a round, and was turned into blood mist and plasma!
"how so?"
In the battle circle, in the blink of an eye, there were less than seven or eight moon-level powerhouses who followed Dalisandro, all of whom were heartbroken and had no intention of fighting at all.
This is simply cheating. Didn't the newspaper say that there are no moon-level powerhouses in Zenit? Why are there so many of them now, and each one of them is so vicious... If they had known this earlier, even if Dalisandro, a great god, was in charge, they would never have come to add insult to injury!
"Help..."
The one-year-old powerhouse screamed like a pig being killed.
He tried his best to escape from the battle circle, and flew towards Dalisandro, but was caught up by a lightning bolt behind him in an instant. Lampard's lightning speed fist instantly killed this An opponent who has lost his fighting spirit.
There was a flash of light in the sky, and the remaining five moon-level powerhouses escaped like bereaved dogs. They were covered in blood, as if they had had a nightmare, terrified, and their faces were pale. They were terrified, and some of them One didn't even know the direction, and plunged into the city of St. Petersburg...
On the city wall, cheers and laughter mingled together, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
In the distance, in the sky.
Dalisandro's face was as gloomy as water, and he couldn't figure out why a small first-tier empire could suddenly display such a powerful force. The strength shown in front of Zenit is enough to become a fifth or sixth level empire.
Especially those moon-level powerhouses wearing golden battle armor, who have mastered some martial arts lost in the age of gods and demons in ancient times, and the strange illusions that appear when summoning the battle armor, these are even more shocking to Dalisandro, which is beyond ordinary In the category of moon-level powerhouses, there is a trace of divinity faintly revealed on these powerhouses, and this is the most terrifying place.
"These people should not be from the Zenit Empire, but what kind of force is it that has such powerful and terrifying fighters? They have actually intervened in the dispute between me and the Zenit Empire. Could it be that they want to fight against my mainland Martial Saint Mountain? enemy?"
Dalisandro was secretly vigilant, slowly increased his strength, approached slowly, and asked loudly: "Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of Wusheng Mountain in my mainland? Do you want to be an enemy of my master Maradona? "