Before the words fell, Drogba's laughter paused, his eyes widened angrily, his momentum soared, awe-inspiring like a demon god, he suddenly stepped out, the wounds on his body cracked, and blood fell like a spring, but he didn't realize it, and shouted majestically and angrily: "Miscellaneous, come here, Lao Tzu and you go head-to-head, you can't bombard you with one move, you are not worthy of being a warrior under the command of King Chambord!"

The sound is like a demon, and this kind of fierce and unparalleled battle intent suddenly made the entire square feel cold.

Even those who stood on the opposite side of Chambord City couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up at this time, this Taurus for Gold Saint Seiya Didier Drogba, is really a peerless warrior!

"Hahaha, okay, that's what you said, Lao Tzu will give you a face today and fight with you!"

Drogba was unsteady on his feet, staggering, and glared at his opponent coldly.

'Bearded' is at his best with a strong gait, and this matchup, no matter how you look at it, seems to have won or lost.

Such a battle is completely like hitting a stone with an egg.

Drogba is certain to die.

Just when countless people were secretly sorry for Drogba, and couldn't bear to see the tragedy, a blue-green streamer suddenly flashed in the field, and everyone was stunned, only to see a slender and handsome blonde boy like the moon in the sky, and the scorching brilliance was hard to look at, suddenly appeared in front of Drogba, blocking the way of the beard.

"In this battle, let me fight in place of you, Lord Drogba!" said the blonde boy with a smile on his face, his peerless elegance, which overshadowed the stars in the sky.

On the body of this blonde young man, hundreds of turquoise points of light flew up and down, like green fireflies affectionately attached to him, although he did not show any powerful momentum, but the calm and abyss-like abyss, a majestic breath of life, spread, but people dare not underestimate it.

Who is this person?

All had questions.

He just stood up from the VIP seating area on the other side, obviously not from Chambord City, but at this time, he made a move for Chambord King, could it be a friend of Chambord King Alexander? Or Chambord City's secret hole card? But looking at the surprised expression of the Chambord people in the Chambord City seating area, it doesn't seem to be quite like it!

And this man is so handsome, he is simply handsome beyond the scope of human beings.

Among the people in the square today, the Sagittarius Gold Saint Seiya Fernando Torres, the second prince Domingos, and the Chambord King Alexander are all handsome and extraordinary masters, all of whom are a generation of beautiful men, but compared with this blonde beautiful boy, they are still inferior!

"Who are you, and why are you helping us?" asked Drogba, stunned, suspicious.

Torres's eyes also shone with surprise.

"Akinfeev, who once had a war with His Majesty Alexander, should be considered a friend, and when a friend is in trouble, he naturally has to stand up. The blonde boy smiled, and his tone was sincere, unpretentious, so that people would believe him unconsciously.

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at the blonde boy's eyes full of weirdness.

With only one side, he is willing to stand up and fight for Alexander, the king of Chambord, in such a situation, which is tantamount to completely standing on the opposite side of the strength of several major empires and mercenary groups.

"Well, hahaha, to be able to stand up at this time, you are a true friend of the Chambord people, and I am honored to be able to fight side by side with a truly strong man like you. Drogba laughed and was arrogant, but he shook his head and said undoubtedly: "However, this battle is still for me to come." ”

Drogba's decision surprised everyone.

Chambo, are they all so crazy?

"Your body ......," Akinfeev frowned.

"My body, although injured, is still more than enough to deal with this gutless crumb in front of me, I, Didil Drogba, am the top golden warrior under the command of His Majesty Alexander, the supreme Shamboo King, how can I be afraid of this dog-like goods!"

These words were loud and clear, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Rao is bearded powerhouse of the Marseille Empire no matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't help but be furious at this time, and roared: "Okay, Lao Tzu will give you a chance today, see how you can fight with Lao Tzu, a half-dead cripple!" After speaking, he urged his fighting spirit with all his strength, the sound of the surging waves was loud, and the water elemental power in the air was frantically converging, although this person was bold, but his strength was indeed strong.

The blonde boy Akinfeev paused, but finally chose to gently get out of the way.

Drogba grinned and nodded to the blonde boy, with a sneer of disdain on a rugged face, staggered out, every step was very reluctant, the wounds up and down his body cracked, blood continued to shoot out, and he almost stepped on a bloody path under his feet, his state was very worrying, not to mention fighting, many people had an illusion, as if as long as he took one more step, this tenacious Chambord warrior would fall to the ground and pass out.

"Too strong, too strong, although he is a real warrior, but this approach is still too strong!"

"What's the difference between fighting in such a state and looking for death?"

"Could it be that the King of Chambord watched the strong men under his command go to death, and still didn't care about it?"

Many people couldn't bear to watch this scene anymore, and some people complained about the Chambord King Alexander, although it was very important to complete the wedding, but watching such a truly loyal and brave warrior, especially a strong man in the first-grade realm, go to death, and even stop it silently, could Alexander's heart really be made of iron and stone?

And the faces of Cice, the prince of the Marseille Empire, and Sack, the prince of the Metz Empire, showed a cruel smile.

"Since you are looking for death yourself, then Lao Tzu will fulfill you, and it can be regarded as your glory to be able to die under Lao Tzu's nirvana-level fighting qi technique [Dead Water and Dead Thorn Superimposed Roar]...... Hahaha, kill!death-water-death-stabbing-stacking-plus-howling——!!!!! "The body of the Mace Empire's bearded moon-level powerhouse was like electricity, and the person pulled out a real and illusory blue phantom on the ground, and struck it out with one palm, and suddenly countless water whistling spikes came out, spinning wildly like a sharp drill, forming a whirlwind of death ice in the air.

This move, with a monstrous momentum, suffocated like the shadow of death, is worthy of a month-level fighting qi skill.

On the other side, Drogba's figure was staggering, and the orange light on his body had already dimmed, and he was so weak that he couldn't even struggle.

On the square, some people couldn't help but close their eyes, and couldn't bear to see such a fierce warrior die tragically, and the exclamation sounded.

The bearded face was filled with a smug smile.

Between the lightning and the fire, countless sky-blue thorns of water thorns came overwhelmingly, drowning Drogba's majestic body.

At this moment, Drogba, who had been swaying like a candle in the wind about to be extinguished at any time, suddenly burst into light in his eyes, and there was still half a minute of decay, only to see the orange light on his body suddenly rise to the sky, and a huge strange shield like a tower shield flashed out of his body with the wind and appeared in Drogba's hand.

"Miscellaneous, die to Lao Tzu!" Drogba laughed wildly, like a giant beast, and shouted angrily: "Let you understand that the warriors under the command of Chambord City can be defeated by a guts like yours...... Giant-type-horn-horn——!!!!"

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The second more.

In the afternoon, I went to school to help my daughter-in-law pack her things, because she changed schools next semester, so she was late, everyone forgive me.

Today is still the third watch.