is the so-called martial arts in the world out of the rising dragon, not to mention that this is still an upgraded version of the hundred dragons.

"I opened the sky with my right hand and turned into a dragon!" Yingluo also took the time to drag a lyric.

Czech Fried was hit with an uppercut that pierced the roof with a bang. Astilion and the others were overjoyed, and they were about to cheer, but they saw a black shadow jumping from the roof, it was the Czech Fried, who was supposed to "ascend to heaven". At this moment, he is wearing dark purple armor, not only the helmet is in the shape of a dragon's head, but even the right shoulder armor is also a dragon's head...... However, the left shoulder armor is still a normal shape.

He fell to the ground steadily, without any damage on his body, at this moment he was glaring at Yingluo fiercely, gritting his teeth and saying: "You actually forced me to wear a two-headed dragon god fighting suit, you are killing yourself!"

"Damn, the shape of your armor is completely asymmetrical, you must not let Saga that obsessive-compulsive disorder see it, otherwise you will feel better......! Two-headed dragon or something, it's really dirty!" Yingluo covered his eyes, looking like he couldn't bear to look at it.

The green tendons on Czechfried's neck bulged out: "Bastard, it's not what you think!"

Yo, I didn't realize that this is also an old driver, you look at the good babies of Astyrion who look completely incomprehensible.

A wicked smile curled into the corner of Yingluo's mouth, which made the Czech Fried completely violent.

"Storm Snow Double Dragon Fist!"

"Oops, oops!" Yingluo hurriedly dodged: "Wearing a god fighting suit is really a great increase in strength, but the consequence of paying too much attention to strength is that the attack trajectory is easier to predict." ”

"Noise! Don't run around like a flea!"

Yingluo rolled his eyes: "You are stupid to me, you have the ability, you take off your god fighting clothes and eat me again!"

"Why take off the god robe that you got by ability!"

"Fleas who have become capable of things, why can't they run!"

"Ahh

Yingluo also yelled: "I have to have a holy cloth ghost to be willing to be a flea here!"

Czech Fried was stunned: "What, you don't have holy clothes?"

"Good opportunity!" Ying Luo took advantage of his stunned kung fu to bully him, jumped up and punched the other party's face.

"Lushan Hundred Dragons!"

There was a real crackling sound, and the Czech Fried flew out on all fours.

Yingluo then said: "Well, I don't have holy clothes!"

With a bang, Czechfried jumped out of the rubble and yelled: "Bastard, you still answer a fart after all the beatings!"

Yingluo pouted and said, "Hey, stingy man, you're not hurt anyway, why are you so serious." "She can see that this god fighting clothes are definitely much stronger than the silver holy clothes, and in terms of defense alone, it is estimated that it is comparable to the golden holy clothes.

Czech Fried snorted coldly: "I admit that you do...... It's different, but with the small universe of your sixth sense, you can't break through my defenses, as long as you wear the holy clothes, I will be invincible, and without the protection of the holy clothes, you will be crushed if you are hit once. How can you win me in such a situation?"

Yingluo's eyes narrowed, and with a gesture of his hand, two long swords appeared in his hands. She danced a sword flower, shrugged her shoulders and said: "It's very simple to win you, one is not to be hit by you, and the other is to increase the attack power." Unfortunately, I'm confident in both of these areas. ”

"I actually used weapons without permission!" said Czechfried, with an expression that I had already seen through the truth, "You are not a Saint Seiya at all!"

Yingluote said strangely: "When did I say that I am a saint warrior?"

Czechfried thought to himself, as if this thing had really not been said, everything was just his own preconception...... His face immediately turned red and white, just like the Sichuan opera changed his face.

"Storm Snow Double Dragon Fist!"

Ying Luo dodged with a left sliding step and a double jump, and said mockingly: "Oops, I'm angry! Actually, it doesn't matter if it's a Saint Seiya or not, because I can definitely beat you when I want to, for example...... Now!"

The two steel swords draw two circles, and the two hands are the same move, except that the left hand is counterclockwise and the right hand is clockwise.

"The second cup of the Hydra Flash Double Shot Limited Edition is half price!"

One two three Wu Lu Qi Jiu...... (This is my IFI password)

With a bang, Czechofried was once again knocked out, but this time he didn't stand up immediately, but spat blood with a wow. It may seem scary, but for the Nordic tough guys, it's probably just a bleeding gum.

Sure enough, the holy clothes are very important in the world of Saint Seiya, and the high-quality holy clothes are completely invincible and fighting monsters.

That moment just now was Yingluo's strongest blow at the peak of his six senses, and Zhen's wrist was numb, and he didn't see any damage to the other party.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Holy clothes or something, I really want it! Anyway, why isn't that old rascal of Tong Hu dead, I can't wait!

Tong Hu: ......

Czechfried, who seemed to be awakened from his anger by the punch, stood expressionless, a huge universe emerging from him, like a dragon with teeth and claws.

"You are very strong, the strongest warrior I have ever seen!" Czechfried said seriously: "But the absence of the Holy Clothes is your greatest weakness, and the only thing I can do is to kill you with all my might, this is the highest respect that the Nordic warriors offer to the strong!"

Yingluo said helplessly: "Your national customs are too strange, isn't it, the highest respect is to beat the other party to death? What do you respect me, can't I change it?"

But this time the Czech Fried did not waver in the slightest, he continued to accumulate strength, gathered on his hands, and then used his palm as a sword, shouting: "Take it, Odin Excalibur!"

The huge small universe turned into a dazzling blade of light, slashing towards Yingluo with an indomitable momentum.

New moves!?

Yingluo squinted at it, not only did the power increase greatly, but the coverage and speed were also greatly improved, but it was still a common problem of the Saint Seiya, with a single trajectory and a lack of change. It's a little harder, but it's not impossible to dodge.

She was just about to move, but she felt a small universe burst out next to her that she had never seen before, followed by a biting chill.

"Cosmic Frozen Fist!"

Ying Luo only felt a numbness in his legs, and when he looked down, he saw that he had frozen a large lump of ice, and although he easily broke it with a wave of the double sword, when he looked up again, Odin's Excalibur was already close in front of him!

, which grandson is yin me?

But in the face of the Odin Excalibur that was close at hand, Yingluo could only shout...... Because it is more dignified to die in this way.

Fool, get away with it, right?

You are......?!

Boom, dusty flying.

Astyrion and the others all exclaimed, "Lord Shouza!"

Czech Fried put his fist to his chest and said earnestly: "May your soul rest in the snow!"

"Hey, it's a little early to deliver the eulogy, and I don't really like cold places. The dust cleared, and Yingluo appeared unscathed. In front of her, a white armor stood silently, and it had just blocked the attack of the Czech Fried.

"The Sacred Cloak of the Humanoid, which constellation is this?" Českfried, confused. Not to mention him, even Astile and these saints are stupid and don't know the situation, they have 88 constellations that they are reciting like a stream, and there are only a few constellations with humanoid holy clothes, but there is no such one.

"Don't guess, this is not a holy garment. "There was only one steel sword left in Yingluo's hand, and the other turned into this armor.

Astirion wondered, "It's not a holy garment, so ...... is this?"

"The gift from my sister is said to be an armor that embodies the five virtues of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith. Yingluo shrugged: "But now, it's ......"

As soon as her voice fell, five words appeared on the white armor, but it was not benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom, and faith, but ...... "Beat him!" Well, the exclamation mark is also one.

Yingluo spread his hands: "My sister has spoken, what can I do, I'm also desperate!"

In the stunned eyes of everyone, the white armor was torn apart, and the handguards, shoulder pads, leg guards, armor, helmets and other parts turned into streamers and rushed towards Yingluo. The whole set of armor is heroic, generous, solemn and flexible, elegant and uninhibited, different from the general holy clothes, this armor from head to toe exudes boundless fighting spirit, like an emperor who looks down on the world, is waiting for the challenge of the world!

Yingluo moved his hands and feet, feeling the power from the armor, and then opened his eyes: "Emperor of Light, come to war!"