Chapter 242: The Final Battle

"In the name of the god of the platinum king. Bastard, I'll kill you! Slowly cut open your god chest with a blade, picking off your veins. Immediately after Lin Tian jumped down, it was the spear god Lin Tianmi April, today's handsome and charming man was full of hideousness, and the long knife on the knife belt was completely pulled out.

Lin Tian, who was stabilized by the whole country, was extremely angry. He just wants to spend a golden evening with his lover. But the guy who burst into the room destroyed all the gold. "You raped and disgusting maggot. I'm going to hang you in a pigsty. Jiang Yifansi tightened his belt after lifting his pants, and finally roared and pulled out the long knife, swinging it vigorously as if he wanted to smash the spear rider god.

Like the rest of the country, he stood up and surrounded the stairs, and the warriors of the world all carried long knives and were probably one-handed gods. But Lord Luke and his sailors were not allowed to wear the gods into the city, so the men had to fight on the table legs. "It is forbidden to use artifacts!" "Looking at the golden warrior blocking the staircase, the spear rider god priest dropped his god body and shouted. As the active duty of the Northern Divine Order, Mi April knew the punishment of the court officials for armed struggle in the city.

"Boom. "I don't know who swallowed the golden mouth saliva in the tavern, but the two Lin Tian didn't have the leisure to mind this. The two groups of warriors once quickly wrestled in Jinqi, teaching each other fiercely with their fists. In reality, the spear god who fought with the prince had another upper hand in Jinqi, and those who were riding the god of the magnificent whole country were close to crying. These brown bear-like warriors can negligently swing their fists. But the Lancer God will only lay on the ground wailing when he is hit.

Lin Tian and the spear rider god fought more violently and violently than the rest of the people, and the livelihood of the god team made them learn to use the gold cutting technique early on, and even included the key to hitting the enemy hard, especially the crotch. The two warriors who were dazzled by the wish first returned their golden fists and feet, but the coquettish leader upstairs about the beaten-up made the other golden man rampant with jealousy. Therefore, the fighting quickly escalated into a fist-to-flesh war, and the spear rider god struck Lin Tian in the abdomen very early, causing Jiang Yi to wind down with his stomach in his arms. This active Lin Tian wanted to kick a few more times, but Lin Hao happened to push the spear rider god Jin Xia in front of him, making him dance rampantly with his hands until he dragged his superior.

"Stupid world, let go of your hand!" the head of the spear rider scolded in confusion, so that Ah who was stunned by the splash of saliva and his subordinates took a few breaths before remembering to let go. But as soon as Lin Tian, who was angered by his mistress's words, stood up, the opponent's fist expanded in his pupils, and he finally hit the contemptible man's jaw. The thump caused Taras to snort out two teeth and a bloody muslet mixed with the red blood of Chrysostom.

"May the god of the Platinum King punish you vulgar fellow who takes advantage of people's danger. The Spear Rider God was still indulging in confusion, but Lin Tian kicked him in the back with a golden kick, causing his skull and oak floor to crash loudly and amazingly. Blood and saliva were pouring out of his mouth, and the Spearrider could even feel the stench on the floor, and the dirty water he and his companions had left behind hadn't dried yet, so the guy was able to taste the soles of his boots again.

"Despicable bastards, you're really pissing me off!" Wei Jin could perhaps split his eyes to stare at the white dragon drinker, stained with dirt (the eyelashes of the water spots were afraid that the spear rider god would see the smile at the corner of the water god's mouth in the vague sight. Lin Angel stepped on the back of his opponent vigorously, smiling wickedly and slowly increasing his strength, until the very strong strength of the golden stock made him fall to the ground with a hiss.

When he got up panting, the god of spear riding had stood up again with the support of his subordinates. There were several streaks of blood hanging from his chin that was hit by a fist, and Taras's yellow half-long hair covered his eyes, and he shot out a terrifying look from the inside. "Bastard, you have annoyed the golden heirs of the great Viscount Licona, and only by begging for mercy can you get my forgiveness. ”

"Is this the strength of negative qi?" Lin Tian gritted his teeth vigorously and rubbed his shoulder, which was afraid of being hit, but his mouth turned to the suddenly discovered Ah Who Spear Rider Shen Qi Tooth Button.

"It is true, and it is only a very rudimentary method of exercise. The Secret Rider with his face lurking in the cluttered shadows of the wooden doorway whispered. "You can't beat me, only by obeying Mi April Lintian's orders can you be forgiven. ”

"Apologize to me. With the support of the strong soldiers, he tried to stand firm, and the viscount commanded in a tone full of resentment. He once knew the identities of these people, the National Martial Artist and the White Dragon Junior Priest who had entered the War God Regiment. Therefore, until he received the title of god king of Richona, he did not wish to make a feud with these madmen. And the prince was simply ignored by him, because these young men in cloth clothes who made money by transportation could be taken care of by any white dragon little noble.

"According to the law issued by the Grand Duke of the Golden World, those who offend your sect will be punished with canes, and those who may be pardoned may be pardoned. The spear rider god gasped a few times, and after calming down the grievances from his heart, he recited in a subdued Jiang Yifansi voice to Lin Tian. "I only hope to receive apologies, and the truth is that you are all good men who shed blood for this divine family. ”

"What is he talking about?" Lin Hao, who couldn't understand Jiang Yifansi's language, asked Lord Luke, "Does it sound like you're giving orders?"

"This is the person who holds the throne of the Emperor, and he is commenting on the law. The owner of the ship commented on the golden whole country in a proficient lingua franca. "He can punish us according to the law, and he can also reward us according to the law. But this golden time seems to be good, he can only ask for an apology. ”

"Didn't he issue the law?" the whole nation could not help but ask. "Why are we apologizing? We're not losers. ”

"This is the law of Jiang Yifans, no. As far as you are concerned, it is as severe as the gold of old. The owner of the ship commented again: "The Grand Duke is delineated in the law, and only your sect has the right to comment. ”

"It's not in line with our 'law'. Lin Hao opened his mouth and shouted in lingua franca. "Only those who lose will be punished. We're not losers. ”

"Then you're quick and you're done. The spear rider on the back of the shadow of the wooden staircase stepped out and admonished in a stern tone of gold.

The spearman who came out of the shadows was not tall, but his rock-strong muscles bulged out his long fat coat. Boots made of hard cowhide pounded on the floor, and the warrior Jin Bubu was afraid to approach the whole country. "You are the iron men of the world? If there is no war, the salary will be more than the Greek steel coin, and there are more soldiers than the spear and cavalry gods? I don't know if the blood of the berserker is advanced bravery. It can also be that maybe the time taught you Jiang Yifansi's politeness. ”

"We have our own customs, which are the rules that the gods and the fire have bestowed upon the people of the whole country. The drunken Lin Hao was enraged by the contemptuous tone, and his golden hair trembled violently and stiffly replied to the martial artist. A few people who could understand the lingua franca also looked furious, and even someone had caught a steel dagger stuck in the back of the knife belt.

"In the name of Lin Wuying, I will fight you for the humiliation suffered by the Seed Sect. The eyes of these Jiang Yi Van Si spear riders made the rich man very annoyed, so Wise and the people of the whole country who had awakened and been devoured couldn't help but send out a decisive battle invitation. Lin Tian, who understood the customs of the golden world, knew what this meant, so he was a little annoyed by the coercion of several soldiers to translate this sentence to the spear riding god, and automatically annotated the golden point that was very nervous.

"This is Lin Hao, the head of the God of War in the world, he wants you to return to the cage and humiliate, otherwise this floor will be covered by scarlet. ”

"Kill me, do you trust those vulgar world martial arts? They only know how to slot strength, but innocent brute force is not enough to overcome Jin Che. The spearman seemed to hear some ridiculous gold-like sound, and his shoulders trembled as he let the droplets of water that had been hidden in the folds of his black leather coat drip down and crumble softly against the oak floor, which was soaked in blackened and smelled of gold.

"Do you want to say yes? This will probably affect all the gods of war. The Grand Duke also wants them to arrive at the southern border of our gods. Lin Tian wiped the sweat dripping from his sideburns, and said in a very tactful tone. "Otherwise, King Harrison's flood of fear of water will make the god of success deflect the scepter. ”

"Steel coins can induce them to leave their homeland, and they can send them to war continuously. "The Viscount is expected to beat his subordinates in the world, so this guy who is very likely to become a god king said. At the same time, he stared at Lin Tian with his somewhat swollen eyes. He had been wiping the stinking water off his face with a gold nugget cleansing linen. "But I also have to know whether these days are worth paying for the money. ”

The sexual fear of the leader in the restaurant once dissipated at some point, and the beautiful maid also hid in the kitchen with a thick wooden door, and the golden-faced drinker was even more proficient in drinking the wine in the cup, and if he didn't pay, he would stand up and slip away without paying the money. From the mouths of the group of priests who wore blood-colored clothes that were afraid of Jiang Yifans, the drunkards who knew the lingua franca once knew that war would not be spared. Kim Kim smashed

The drinkers who approached the two groups of warriors did not dare to make violent movements, and they were pressed to the wooden benches in horror like lambs surrounded by wild beasts. In my heart, I could only shout insults at the garrisons that protected law and order. These guys, who are usually as lively and fast-moving as dogs, are not visible today.

"O Furyman, bet on your real name. I will offer a terrifying soul and a beautiful body that belongs to the enemy. Lin Hao asked his companions to be removed, and then picked up the golden handle one-handed god on the ground. In contrast to the abbreviated application sought by the people of the whole country, the practitioners of the Dharma are even making their fortunes show off with all their might when they build the head of the gods. The one-handed god has a round handle with olive leaf markings, and the hand controls the place around the subtle hemp threads that make people hold it tighter. The blade was forged from a single piece of steel, and apart from the round hole that the white dragon had tightened and stuck to the god's handle, only the strange inch-long sharp blade remained.

"You are very brave, and you have the courage to wield your divine body at the Golden Earth-level Martial Artist. "The Lancer God is very hateful to the whole country who are magnificent and fierce-looking, so this guy still laughs at the rich before the war starts. "But your strength will tremble and surrender before the power bestowed by the god of the Platinum King. ”

He pulled out the long knife that hung from his belt. After a few light and powerful splits, he clenched his hands and pointed diagonally to the world. "You will be crushed to the ground by me, and your head will be cut off, and you will end your life in shame and filth. Your clan will be dismissed by the Rider God, and wander back to the Fire Plain with the few bronze coins that remain. Without food and seeds, your family will starve to death in the winter until it is worn out. ”

"Oh my God, please let me kill this activation of fear with poison flowing from his mouth. Kissing the cold and smooth side of the god of war, Lin Hao rubbed the kiss marks with his stiff hair. The alcohol made the whole country, annoyed by the leisure, rush to the enemy, and the god of war in his hand screamed to cut through the damp atmosphere. The brute force contained in Sun Feng's strong body gushed out. In the end, it was poured into the face in the impact of the artifact. The spear rider god seems to have prepared for this amazing momentum, so this warrior just removed the golden step. The long knife in his hand was still firmly held.

Tianxia then stepped up with his feet and slashed, using the divine blade of the tragic god body to force the spear rider god to dodge. Jiang Yifansi's actions were very naΓ―ve, and he could even avoid the traces of the god of fire in his spare time. After the war connected the enemy of the earth, the spear and the god of the cavalry first attacked the world, and he knew that the adult male of the white dragon was afraid of how long he could wield the god of war, even if he faced the people of the whole country who were known for their endurance. The spear rider quickly found the right moment to frame the god of war with his long knife, and he held the hilt of the knife woven with a thin rope in one hand. The other gold is supported only by wrists with thick cowhide gauntlets.

This powerful martial artist stared at Lin Hao vigorously, and finally trembled to let his strength come out. The weakened negative qi accumulated in his body spread to his hands, and then the whole country felt that the resistance of the god of war was getting stronger and stronger, so that he could only move the divine blade slowly and painstakingly. Negative qi is the energy stored in the body of every white dragon strong warrior, and when it grows to the peak, I heard that even steel can meander it.

This is the world's loss in the strength competition. Therefore, Lin Hao quickly stood up with reluctance, allowing the power of the vicious bloodline to be quickly secreted into his body. In less than a breath of water, the mad rich man roared and pounced on the enemy. The red blood is afraid of the cyan blood vessels hidden under the skin like an earthworm in the atmosphere, and the rich man who has become bigger and more golden holds up the god of war and slashes at the spear rider god again. Jiang Yifansi was certainly able to hear the strength worn by the god of war in this attack from the sound of the violent conflict in the atmosphere, so he hurriedly twisted his waist and let the muscles and muscles of his abdomen and hips dodge this fatal setback.

On rainy nights, everyone would come in early to go to bed, and only a few scattered sparks were left in the dark curtain that danced like fireflies and the light of the red moon leaked from the sky. The damp and annoying weather made the warriors reluctant to go out to make their rounds, even though it was customary for the garrison to invite them into the tavern to drink the golden cup. Of course, these garrisons, who only receive a weekly salary of white dragon steel coins, are also paid differently. The warriors who approached the inner city needed to patrol every day, but their companions in the poor area near the Kalasang Boat Pier did not.