"Flash-light-light-speed-fist!"

The mysterious man who had newly joined the battle group was incomparably imposing, his long fiery red hair fluttering like flames, and he broke off with a shout, like a mighty and majestic golden lion, he let out a deadly roar, and his fangs were cold.

He punched out, and countless lightning bolts burst out from his fist, instantly turning into a dense plasma silver snake, instantly submerging the distant battle group, the speed of the punch was comparable to the speed of light, far beyond the reaction speed of ordinary martial artists, only a scream was heard, and in one punch, there were six moon-level powerhouses who followed Dali Sandro, who were hit by a fast and dense fist like light, and were directly exploded, turning into a puff of blood mist, which exploded in the air, blood and water flew wildly, and white bones fell......

The city of St. Petersburg was full of cheers.

Everyone can see that this golden lion-like irresistible powerhouse is on his side, and the golden armor he wears is the same as the four golden saints from Chambord City such as [Black-haired Crazy Fist] before, all exuding a mysterious and vast aura of vicissitudes, and he is obviously also a strong man in Chambord City.

"It's Frank Lampard, the former number one player in Chambord City. ”

Under the enemy tower at the head of the city, Ziyan, a purple-clothed girl standing beside 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 and flint in the battle group, and recognize the identity of the burly red-haired man who has joined the war group.

The eldest princess frowned slightly.

The eldest prince Arshavin faced the iron-armored body of a strong enemy like Dali Sandro who was not chaotic at all, and when he heard this, he trembled slightly.

The two of them were the first people to see the primitive state of Chambord City among the upper nobles in the entire empire, and Frank Lampard, the first master of Chambord City at that time, was just a three-star samurai, in their eyes, they were as small as maggots in the gutter, and the so-called title of the first master was more like a weak person laughing at themselves, and they were simply people living in two worlds.

And now, even ordinary soldiers who don't use martial arts can see that Frank Lampard's strength has reached an unfathomable level, even in the earth-shattering moon-level powerhouse in front of him, he is still standing out from the crowd, the golden lion's fangs flickering with cold light, and under the lightning speed fist, there is almost no invincible.

"His strength, I'm afraid that he is already on the verge of the Great Ri-level Venerable Position, and he needs one more step to achieve promotion...... It's really terrifying, such a growth rate of strength, I'm afraid it's no less than the Chambord King himself!" The purple-clothed girl Ziyan couldn't help but sigh, this is the instinct of a martial artist.

She knew that all this reason must have something to do with King Chambord.

But all the warriors who follow the Chambord King will grow in strength at a demonic speed, and Frank Lampard, Drogba and others are not the only ones, Chris Sutton and the kid named Luffy are also very telling.

"Long live Zenit!"

"Long live the Empire, long live, long live!"

"Invincible, invincible, invincible, invincible! invincible!"

A blood-pumping scene, a mythical battle for ordinary people, the invincible posture of the strong man of the incense wave in the golden armor, the exciting scene of blood and bone splashing, the wailing and screaming of the enemy and the proud laughter of the warriors of this side......

The violent visual impact of this scene in the morning of despair made the Zenit people at the head of the city fall into madness, even the nobles who are usually high up, for a while, they all hugged and laughed with the ordinary soldiers around them, regardless of whether they were high or low, shoulder to shoulder, arm in arm, and cheered for the golden warriors!

In the midst of this cheer, something happened that made countless people even crazier.

But I don't know when, in the sky, there are a few more figures, standing in the void.

Some people have already recognized it, including [Son of the Wind] Torres, [Sky Splitting Finger] Cech, [Whirlwind Blade] Robben, [Giant] Oleg and other powerhouses who have appeared in the Imperial Martial Arts Combat Contest in the past, as well as unfamiliar powerhouses such as the young god Garcia and several gray-haired elderly moon-level powerhouses.

These people did not participate in the battle, but they watched intently.

They exuded a powerful aura that froze the void, showing great strength and also making their position clear.

This is a powerhouse that belongs to the Zenit Empire.

The scene is gradually developing towards a situation that no one expected before.

At least in terms of the number of the strong, the Zenit Empire is no longer at a disadvantage.

Moreover, even ordinary soldiers who don't know martial arts can see that in the shocking battle that is going on at this time, although the number is at a disadvantage, the Chambord City Saint Seiya wearing golden armor has shown the strength of destroying the withering and decaying, especially the red-haired man who appeared like a golden lion later, invincible, under both fists, no opponent can support a round, and he was beaten into blood mist plasma!

"How so?"

In the battle circle, in the blink of an eye, there were less than seven or eight moon-level powerhouses left who followed Dali Sandro, and they were all heartbroken, and they didn't have the slightest fighting intent at all.

This is simply a cheat, didn't the newspaper say that there are no moon-level powerhouses in the Zenits? Why are there so many of them popping up now, and they are all so ferocious...... If they had known this, even if there was a great god like Dali Sandro, they would definitely not come to the ground!

"Help......"

The first-level powerhouse let out a scream like killing a pig.

He managed to escape the circle and flew in the direction of D'Alessandro, only to be caught up by a lightning bolt behind him, and Lampard's lightning lightning-speed punch killed the discouraged opponent in an instant.

The sky flickered, and the remaining five moon-level powerhouses fled like lost dogs, covered in blood, as if they had a nightmare, frightened, pale, they were already frightened, and one of them didn't even know the direction and rushed into the city of St. Petersburg......

On the city walls, cheers and laughter mingled like a mountain roaring out of a tsunami.

In the distance, in the sky.

Dalisandro's face was gloomy as water, and he couldn't figure out why a small first-level empire could suddenly show such a powerful power, which was not logical, and other backgrounds were left aside for the time being, just the strength shown in front of him, Zenit was enough to become a fifth- or sixth-level empire.

Especially those moon-level powerhouses wearing golden battle armor, mastered some of the lost martial arts of the ancient gods and demons, and the strange illusions that appeared when summoning the battle armor, which shocked Dalisandro's heart even more, this is beyond the scope of ordinary moon-level powerhouses, and on the bodies of these strong people, there is a faint trace of divinity, which is the most terrifying place.

"These people shouldn't be from the Zenit Empire, but what kind of force is it that has such a powerful and terrifying warrior? They actually intervened in the dispute between me and the Zenit Empire, could it be that they want to be the enemy of the Wusheng Mountain on my continent?"

D'Alessandro was secretly vigilant in his heart, slowly increased his strength, slowly approached, and asked loudly: "Who are you?

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The fourth update.