"The man just now...... It seems to be the King of Chambord?!" In the crowd of onlookers, someone looked at the magic carriage that was leaving under the royal guard, felt familiar, suddenly thought of something, and immediately exclaimed.

"Wouldn't it?"

"That's right, it's really him. I remembered that at noon I had seen the King of Chambord from afar in the camp of Chambord, the black-haired young man who had just entered the carriage......"

"But how could King Chambord be under the protection of the royal guards?"

"Also, the silver giant sword and the flame cross just now, could it be the momentum created by King Chambord and the other masters when they fought each other?"

"It's such a terrifying power, I can still feel the residual breath in the air, his strength has surpassed the six-star, what is the point of reaching now?"

"King Chambord's strength is so terrifying, tomorrow at noon, his duel with the seventh ruling knight, Klaude, will become even more exciting!

In the midst of the crowd discussions, many samurai from various vassal countries sat directly in the ruins of the place, closed their eyes and concentrated on feeling the residual terrifying power breath in the air, the battle scene of this level of super powerhouse is extremely rare for them these low-level samurai, although they can't watch the battle at close range, but even if the residual power fluctuation breath after the end of these battles, it is also a great opportunity for them to temper and condense their fighting spirit, feel the aftermath of the power of this strong man, it is an important opportunity for many samurai who are in a bottleneck state to improve their strength。

And some people with ulterior motives looked at the vans that disappeared in the distance and changed color one after another.

It seemed that in terms of power and strength, King Chambord was far more difficult to deal with than they thought.

......

Imperial Wusheng Mountain.

Located in the imperial capital of St. Petersburg, close to the imperial palace of the emperor, like a pillar of sword, straight into the sky, standing between heaven and earth, Wusheng Mountain is the highest thing in the entire imperial capital of St. Petersburg, even if it is the hundreds of densely packed mage towers in the imperial capital, compared with the sword edge of this arrogant Wusheng Mountain that rises from the ground, it is too much worse.

The mountain of the Martial Saint Mountain is inhabited by the Protector Martial Saint of the Zenit Empire.

The Protector of this generation is named Krasic, and he is an invincible god in the hearts of all the samurai of the Empire.

The majestic and precipitous blade of the sword towers into the sky, the vertical cliff is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no path to the peak, even if a four-star samurai wants to climb to the top of the cliff thousands of meters high, he is afraid that he is powerless.

The long-term isolation from the world has made Wusheng Mountain extremely mysterious in the hearts of the people of the empire.

Some people say that there is a magnificent palace of gods on the top of the mountain, which is gorgeous and unparalleled, and can attract gods.

It is also said that the top of the mountain is a paradise, beautiful, the four seasons are like spring, there are groups of rare birds and spirit animals, and magical herbs can be seen everywhere.

It is also said that the top of Wusheng Mountain hides the biggest secret of the empire.

However, these are legends.

Except for the important members of the imperial family and some ministers with great saints, as well as a few powerful people in the empire who know the true face of the Martial Saint Mountain, no one knows whether these legends are true or false, but one thing is certain - the Protector Martial Saint has a transcendent position in the empire, although he does not participate in political affairs, but absolutely no one dares to openly question the majesty of the Martial Saint, because every generation of Martial Saint is the undisputed number one master of the empire.

The wind blew through the sea of clouds, blowing up the stars.

A thin figure, quietly standing on the side of the cliff on the top of Wusheng Mountain, with fluttering robes, independent of the world, just a back, but revealing an incomparably powerful aura, in this breath, there is a kind of vicissitudes of ancient charm, giving people the feeling that this figure has been integrated with the lonely peak of Wusheng Mountain that has existed for thousands of years.

Wusheng Mountain has a special terrain, standing on the side of the cliff, the entire imperial capital is in full view, even the subsidiary state camp area twenty miles outside St. Petersburg, you can also see that at this time, the lights under the mountain are bright, like the stars in the sky, suddenly, there is a vision in the distance, only to see that in the twenty miles of the subsidiary state camp under the Moro Mountain Range, a silver giant sword suddenly rises and pierces the sky, and at the same time, a burning huge flame cross also appears out of thin air......

As soon as this sword was fought, the momentum that was revealed spread far away.

"Huh? This is ...... It's that little guy's breath again, well, no, it seems a little different from last time!"

The figure on the side of the cliff had a pleasant smile on his face, closed his eyes and felt the breath in the distance, everything between heaven and earth was clearly transmitted to his senses, and finally nodded: "That's right, it's really different...... Well, it's stronger, and it's weirder...... Yes, I won another game, but this little guy shouldn't be a madman, why is he like an angry wolf, who bites whom?

At this moment, another middle-aged man with an unusually old face quietly came behind the figure, bowed down and saluted, "My lord, are you looking for me?"

"Well, I'm going down the mountain for a trip, and I'll come back in four days, during this time, you will preside over all matters in Wusheng Mountain. The figure turned around and said lightly.

"Yes, sir. ”

......

To the west of the imperial capital, the black castle is the grandest building after the Imperial Palace.

The tallest black tower towered into the sky, and on the top of the arc-shaped open-air tower, a man with a tall figure and eyebrows like a knife stood proudly, his body was as magnificent and heavy as a mountain, and he looked at the direction of the affiliated state camp twenty miles in the distance, with a look on his face.

Just ten minutes ago, he felt an aura in which direction, although it was only the second time, but it was extremely familiar, and it was from that moment that he restrained the usual playful look on his face and began to become serious.

"The Seventh Knight challenged King Chambord in the name of the Knight of the Judgment and with the consent of this seat, who is so ignorant of life and death that he dares to stretch out his hand to the Knight Palace?"

The tall man with eyebrows like knives suddenly turned around: "This matter, investigate to the end." ”

"Yes, sir. In the empty air around him, there was a response as low as a ghostly voice, and the air slightly rippled with transparent ripples, and instantly calmed down again.

In the black castle, there are a total of eleven huge towers.

In addition to the tallest tower, there are also ten giant towers of different heights and shapes, located in various directions, like stars and moons, tightly surrounding this tallest black tower, forming the architectural trend layout of the entire black fortress.

At the same time, in the main hall of a brilliant golden tower among the ten giant towers.

A young man who was sitting cross-legged on the smooth inky floor of the empty main hall seemed to feel something, suddenly opened his eyes, stared into the distance with sharp and proud eyes, and was a little distracted at this moment: "King Chambord...... Are you a lot stronger? But what is this, I, Chris Sutton, have also made a breakthrough, and sooner or later, I will get all the shame of the Twin Towers back...... Definitely!!"

The next second, the boy closed his eyes again.

The sharp sharp gold fighting qi shrouded his body like gold, compared to the battle of the Twin Towers Peak that day, this momentum was actually a little stronger, and at this time it had steadily climbed to the six-star primary level.

Not far from the golden tower, a scarlet tower exudes a palpitating aura.

A man with long blood-colored hair sat quietly on the blood-colored throne under the statue of the god king in the main hall, his right hand supported his chin, the same sharp gold fighting spirit, but the color was red, and the breath was overflowing, compared to the golden knight Chris Sutton's golden sharp gold fighting spirit, it was more sharp and bloody, and his eyes were also flooded with blood red color, and in front of him stood a tall man in a prison uniform covered in scars, standing proudly, staring at the blood-colored long-haired man with cold disdain.

"One last chance, tell the whereabouts of the secret record map, spare you death!" The cold voice was as cold as ice.

"The legacy of the Templars is not something that a butcher like you can touch, I advise you to die of this heart!" the imprisoned man dismissed.

"In that case, then you should die!"

A wisp of golden fighting qi shot out from between the blood-colored long-haired men, and the sharp sword qi suddenly filled this hall, and the muscles on the body of the imprisoned man were slashed and shattered by this sword qi piece by piece, and in the blink of an eye, a living person became a cloud of blood mist and a white brand new skeleton.

"Next...... Shampbord King Alexander, Truly, you have surprised me, but this is not enough, far from enough, Truly, don't give me a chance, let my bloody knight Crude, 'miss' kill you on the sword trial table. ”

On the blood-colored throne, the blood-colored long-haired man's eyes showed a terrifying red glow.

......

In the imperial capital, there is a deep underground thousand-meter gap space.

A long sigh.

"Why did the operation fail?"

"Lord Qiqi, next to that woman, there is a master appearing, that person's strength is too amazing, just one move, the executioner is already invincible, seriously injured, not to escape, died on the spot, all the people sent by this operation, no life is ......"

"Blood Rose Paris...... You still underestimate this woman, how can a character who can compete with the eldest princess be such an easy person to deal with!"

"Please punish me!"

"This plan was agreed to by me, and you are not guilty. Who is the master who suddenly appeared?

"I'm investigating, the information I have at the moment, I only know that this person is a sixth-rank vassal king of Zenit located in the Side, the true strength level is unknown, this person's latest record is to defeat Chris Sutton, the tenth ruling knight of Zenit, in the battle of the Twin Towers!"

"Keep looking, and have all the information about this person. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

"The failure of this operation, the Zenit Empire must have gained something, and we must be more cautious in our future actions, but no matter what the price is, the [Blood Thorn Project] plan must continue, and I will let the Zenit Imperial Capital St. Petersburg, from now on, be shrouded in a cloud of terror!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Stand down!"

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I saw the book review area today, and I was scolded by a brother because of the update.

I can't defend it, because I scolded it right.

I'm ashamed.

But a few days ago, I was really in a bad state, I couldn't hold it back, I really sat in front of the computer every day, but it was really painful to write, but now, it's better.

Today's three watches are completed, ask for collections and red tickets, and tickets support knives!