Chapter 127: The Battle of the Two Rankings
"I want your life!" Ah Mao's plan succeeded, seeing the orangutan king's surprised appearance, it didn't know how cool it was, and the orangutan king was shocked and even more unlikely to think that if he cut off Ah Mao's head now, it would not grow. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Will Ah Mao still worry about the safety of his head? Of course not! The five heads will spit out you to death with a mouthful of phlegm!
Twin fires, double water, and one darkness, the three magical elements frantically gathered into the mouth of the three-headed dragon, and the barren Jin Jing saw the colorful ribbons in the sky reflecting the gloomy night sky into colorful lollipops!
"Hmph!" Dahei's big eyes narrowed, he knew that Ah Mao must have a trick to kill, but he didn't expect it to be like this, fortunately, he still had a hand, and the big move hasn't been released yet!
A green and miserable electric spark flashed between the two thick horns more than two feet long on the top of the head, let you see my invincible orangutan king's ability after advancement!
Chop off one head and grow two? Beat you to minced meat and see if you can grow it up!
The two fierce auras stirred in the air, squeezing the surrounding air clean, and the power of the two big monsters formed a cyclone in mid-air, and the three knights hurriedly escorted Lin Ke'er, who didn't know martial arts, to retreat, and Xiao Ina turned the clouds and used it faster than the body of the two high-level warriors, and the four of them hid out of the five miles.
"Oops! Oh no!" Little Ina looked around and suddenly noticed that there was one person missing: "Araku didn't come along!"
As soon as she reacted, she suddenly felt her breath stagnate, and then the wind carried the broken branches back to the direction of the spring!
"Tiffany, Tiffany, I love you, like the old man loves rice!"
On the second floor of the heptagon, in the hall that accommodated more than 1,000 people, hundreds of people in the southeast corner were shouting, holding banners and slogans that read "Knights are invincible in the world!", and the steel helmets and heavy armor of the water explained their occupations.
The black-clothed masked man in the northwest corner was not to be outdone, and there were also hundreds of people: "Dagger, dagger, you are the best! Slaying a dragon is like killing a puppy!"
The soldiers over there are not far behind, and one of the hundreds of muscular mounds finally came up with a set of words: "Hey! Look here! The gavel is handsome!"
More than a dozen mages were scattered in all corners, chatting in twos and threes.
Four or five witches, who were smaller than the number of people, covered themselves in red and purple robes, and carried brooms of various colors in their hands.
Before the main players on the podium arrived, more than a thousand people had already become a pot of porridge, and standing at the bottom of the heptagon, they couldn't tell what the people inside were shouting, and they heard the commotion.
The wide central square in front of the hexagonal tower, directly opposite the bronze statue of the five bottles, the crowd that has been pressed by the black outside the opening is surrounded by water.
"Mallet! I will press the mallet for thirty gold coins! Bet on him to be ranked first on the 'enterprising list'!"
"I'm crushing Tiffany!"
"I pressed the dagger, the dagger is known as the genius of the Ethan family, the soul chasing for thousands of miles has been perfected, and the battle with the demon monk Mu Ne, fifteen miles away launched an attack, and less than half a pillar of incense took Mu Ne's head!"
"I'll also press the dagger!"
"I'll also press the dagger!"
"Dagger fifty gold coins!"
"Hmph, what is an assassin, our wooden mallet, smashing the copper-headed three-tailed beast with our bare hands, that's the great monster of the ancients!
"I crush the warrior's gavel!"
"Forty gold coins for the mallet!"
"The gavel is a fart! Can he take the dagger's thousand-mile soul chase? Or can he block the dagger's unique blade - the dagger!"
"The dagger is sneaky and sneaky, how can there be a mallet to uphold justice above board!"
"Hmph, a warrior with no brains, what is there to show off if you have no brains?
"What the do you say again? It's kind of a one-on-one with me!"
"You all stop, this is Elon City, you want to fight, go out of the city to make an appointment and no one will stop you, dare to make trouble here, believe it or not, the mercenaries will drown both of you with a mouthful of foam!"
"How old are you?"
"I, my Dixing Dragon Mercenary Regiment Li Da Neck is also!"
"Cut, stinky mercenary, arrogant. ”
"Hmph, don't underestimate mercenaries, I think the top of this year's enterprising list, the one who can get the God of War token to enter the battle holy land to win the protection is our mercenary, ghost arrow fifty gold coins!"
"I also suppress the ghost arrows! The god of war blesses the descendants of mercenaries!"
"Ghost Arrow claims to combine high-level magic with strong physical arts, and creates its own ghost arrow method, which has no false hair, and since becoming a mercenary, there has been no failure in two hundred various missions!
"There is a clubbing in the brain, no matter how powerful the ghost arrow is, it is only the chick of the 'Enterprising List' that is less than thirty years old, and he has the ability to compare with the top ten masters of the 'Red Flower Table'? Let him kill people in minutes! I tell you, this opportunity to fight the Holy Land is determined by our Assassins Association!"
"What's so great about the Assassin Guild, our Lord Tiffany, when we come to the Great Aunt, we will kill you without a single piece of armor!"
"Say whatever you say, you say it again!"
……
"Be quiet!"
The loud thunder-based amplification magic's rugged male voice instantly extinguished the small flames that were gathering inside and outside the heptagon.
Everyone waited with bated breath.
In the middle of the hall on the second floor, on the exquisitely decorated rostrum, stood a middle-aged man about forty years old. Wearing a saponin-colored robe and a soap-colored boat hat, it shows that he is a rare profession, a monk of the Seven Corners.
As the contemporary owner of the Heptagon, it is the first time for Hun Senbao to preside over the 20-year "No. 1 Ranking Ceremony in the World". He vividly remembers the indescribable pride he felt when he was fortunate enough to follow his father on stage twenty years ago.
"Everyone!" Hun Sen-po's voice was loud.
Regardless of association or position, everyone stared directly at the lips of the man who spoke.
"I announce!"
Restless emotions are raised.
"'The No. 1 Ranking Ceremony in the World', start now!"
"Boom!" The noisy venue was completely bursting with shouts and cheers, in response to the twenty magic crystal salutes in the square, "boom!"
"Contemptible, the seven-pointed building repairs Hong Senbao, on behalf of the seven-pointed building, welcome everyone!"
"Roar!"
"Since the establishment of the Seven Corners, it has been more than 1,400 years. It has been more than 400 years since he was invited by the five mercenaries to sit in Elon and maintain the stability and harmony of this mercenary holy land. We never dare to forget the teachings of our ancestors, but Elon City has been prosperous for five hundred years, and there is no death or injury in the city, and it is not only the power of my Seven Corners Tower, and the maintenance of the mercenary holy land depends on the support of tens of millions of mercenaries from generation to generation for the five mercenaries!
They are:
God-King Quill. Smith!"
"Roar!"
"Ares granite. Munch!"
"Roar!"
"Glorious Grenius. Span!"
"Roar!"
"Hidden Arrow of the Shadows!"
"Roar!"
"And! Three quarters of an hour for the Overlord of Time and Space!"
"Roar!"