"Kill your guys!"

The black-robed young man with his eyes closed was full of killing intent, like a sharp sword, he did not have the slightest fighting spirit and magic fluctuations on his body, like an ordinary person, but he could stand firmly in the void, which was beyond the rationality of martial arts, and broke through the limits of everyone's imagination.

And as the words of the black-robed closed-eyed young man fell, there was no explosion of vindictive energy, nor the brilliant lethality of magic, but there was an extremely strange power, like unpredictable air, revealing an extremely dangerous feeling, which made the hearts of many strong people on the opposite side beat wildly.

Bang!

A familiar popping sound rang out.

Red and white** splashed around like trampled mud.

Although O'Henry, a young powerhouse who had been disrespectful and arrogant but had a low level of strength, was extremely vigilant, he still followed in the footsteps of Zeman, a look of disbelief burst into his eyes, and then a big head burst open like a watermelon hit by a giant hammer, blood and flesh splattered, and the cold corpse fell weakly.

Killing is like pulling weeds!

"What kind of power is this, it's terrifying!"

"It's hard to prevent!"

"This is not a human power, who is this young man in black?"

"It's not magic, it's not vindictiveness, is it the power of the gods?"

The moon-level powerhouses who were full of confidence and couldn't wait to enter Chambord City to plunder, at this time, like frightened old hens, they were horrified one by one, and they retreated like a tide, pulling away from each other.

They are all strong in martial arts and magic, they have understood the laws of heaven and earth, their eyes are sharp, it is difficult to be shocked, and now they have encountered a way of power that they have never seen before, which is beyond their comprehension, and they suddenly feel extremely terrifying.

"It's ...... Mental power!"

Albeda, who was a powerhouse of the Great Sun Rank Venerable, couldn't help but exclaim.

His martial arts cultivation is profound, knowledgeable, and sharp, and after careful observation, he finally figured out the power attribute of the handsome young man in black in front of him.

Spiritual power is an extremely rare power, the requirements for cultivators are extremely high, they must have specific talents, plus they must have bizarre encounters the day after tomorrow, as well as the guidance of relevant famous teachers, in order to achieve success, the requirements are extremely strict, so martial arts and magic can be popular in the Azeroth continent, but spiritual power cultivators are very few, I didn't expect to meet a rare spiritual power cultivator today, and it is a spiritual power powerhouse who has reached the moon-level realm, it is really surprising.

Between words, changes regenerate.

Hearing the mercenary-looking moon-level powerhouse Oliveira in the distance, suddenly exclaimed, opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, his face was pale, his body was shaky, as if he had been hit hard, half of his face was about to collapse, and there were several shocking collapses in his chest, as if he was hit by countless terrifying forces in an instant, and he was seriously injured, and he could barely continue to stand in the void.

This Oliveira is also one of the moon-level powerhouses who kept making nonsense just now.

Obviously, after Zeman and O'Henry, he was taken care of by a handsome young man in black.

Due to Albeda's interruption just now, the moon-level powerhouses already knew what kind of power they were facing, although they were not as panicked as before, but they still felt terrified when they saw such a strange, unpredictable, and undodgable attack method.

"Who are you? Who are you? Why are you our enemy? Is there any misunderstanding?"

The sudden enemy showed extremely strong strength, the aggressive invaders were demoralized, and in the crowd, there was a moon-level powerhouse who couldn't help but ask loudly in fear.

"Misunderstanding?" The handsome young man in black kept his eyes closed, as if he didn't want to see the ugly faces in front of him, and said in a stern tone: "I am the Twelve Golden Sacred Palace Saint Seiya under the Chambord Throne, do you think there will be any misunderstanding?"

"Golden Saint Seiya?"

"Or is it one of them?"

"A shampoo thief?"

"It's Chambord, no wonder...... Could it be that those legends are all true? Under the throne of Alexander the Chambord, there really were twelve super strong men with unique skills and unpredictable strength? This ...... How is that possible?"

The moon-level powerhouses were in an uproar.

Some of these quick-minded people have gradually begun to realize the gravity of the situation.

If the warriors under the throne of Chambord are so powerful, then the purpose of their group to go here is to achieve it, but they are afraid that it will be difficult, and their lives will be in danger if they don't get it right, and everything in front of them has shown that the Chambord people have long known the whereabouts of themselves and others, and they are prepared, and they dare to intercept them halfway in this situation, which shows that the Chambord people have full confidence in their strength, and it also shows that their group is not in the eyes of the Chambord people.

This group of people is not a group of people who tend to be inflammatory, although they are all month-level powerhouses, but together they are a group of rabble, and in the face of unexpected crises, most of them are reluctant.

Albeda, a powerful man of the Great Sun Venerable Position, sensed this trend, and knew that he could no longer be silent, and he must boost his morale, so he shouted angrily: "Hmph, a few clowns who jump off the beam, dare to stop us? Today, even if the thief Chambord King who turned his back on his ancestors comes, he will die! Although the spiritual power is weird, it is just a lowly power that has been eliminated by history, and he said from the side, what is so terrible? Let me kill you first, and then kill all the bullshit I don't know what the so-called Twelve Golden Saints!"

After speaking, cyan streamers of light poured out of his body like vines growing wildly, forming green waves, and bound towards the handsome young man in black.

Squirt bang bang bang!

There was a series of explosions in the air.

I saw Virgo's Deisler raise his eyebrows, and the void seemed to suddenly solidify and form walls, erecting invisible transparent walls, but it was difficult to stop the python-like cyan vine streamer, the space barrier was broken like a mirror, and the green cyan vine swept towards Deisler with the momentum of lightning.

Deisler's figure shook again and again, his brows furrowed, and waves of invisible spiritual power poured out, reforming one spiritual power barrier after another.

He was originally on the island of the Fragrant Sea [Blood Sin] The boy of the island, the descendant of the hero, lost his glory, lost all his relatives in the rebellion of the Sea Clan, but was saved by Sun Fei when he was in danger, and passed on the secret technique of spiritual power, from a powerless teenager to a moon-level powerhouse in one fell swoop, this kind of kindness is tantamount to reconstruction, Deisler has long regarded Sun Fei as a relative like a father and brother, and he is the person who has to defend even if he goes to the soup and gives up his life, hearing these month-level powerhouses insulting and insulting, he has already shot out of the killing, so just now he killed Zeman and O'Henry, and almost abolished Oliveira, shocked on the spot。

This was the first battle since the beginning of the Desler Spiritual Power Secret Technique.

He is only the strength of the seventh stage of the crescent moon level, but he has defeated three powerhouses in a row, showing the terrifying and weird spiritual power to the fullest, worthy of the title of Chambord City Golden Saint Seiya, enough to stand side by side with Drogba, Pierce, Lampard and other long-established Chambord powerhouses.

However, although the spiritual power is weird, the gap between strength and realm, and the gap between the great day level Venerable and the powerhouse is too great, and the spiritual barriers are destroyed by the cyan streamer and the vines, and in the blink of an eye, the sharp green vines with barbs are about to touch Deisler's forehead.

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It rained heavily in Lanzhou last night, and I couldn't get out of the hospital and couldn't update.

Today will make up for yesterday's two chapters.

There will be an update later.