Rough, brutal, bloody, violent, hardcore, creepy.

Konstantin thought through all the words in his head, and these were the only ones he could use on the golden Beamon in front of him.

These words may not be good words, but they are real words of praise when applied to Golden Beamon.

That's Golden Beamon, who was once the strongest combat force in the ancient world, and he had to pull him over no matter what.

"Thank you, young man, for the rescue."

Konstantin kills the two-winged angel in front of him and comes to the golden Beamon.

Looking closer, this figure is really not covered, and the word Beamon giant beast is really appropriate. If it weren't for the armor on his body and the weapons in his hands, Konstantin would have treated him like a beast.

This powerful sense of oppression, the coercion from the blood, all tell Konstantin in disguise about the nobility of the person in front of him.

Looking at the golden Beamon in front of him, and thinking about his baby daughter actually going to be a concubine for a weak human being, Konstantin was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

"Honorable Golden Beamon, I am Konstantin, the patriarch of the fox clan."

"Who?"

Jin Beamon was stunned, he didn't expect that the first fox clan to chat with him turned out to be his father-in-law, isn't this unfortunate?

Konstantin noticed Golden Beamon's astonishment, which was good, which showed that Golden Beamon knew the name of the patriarch of the fox clan, one of the three major tribes of the beast clan.

The corners of Konstantin's mouth were flirtatious, with a bit of confidence, and said softly.

"Your Excellency Golden Beamon, with your help, the Angel Clan is not a problem at all, in that case, how about the two of us make a competition? See who kills the most angels. ”

Konstantin pointed to the entire battlefield with one hand.

"If I win. I will take six portions of the booty, and you will take four. ”

With a hint of conspiracy at the corners of his mouth, Konstantin gently wiped his nose with his right hand. If the Great Elder Minotaur was here, he would definitely know that this was the old fox's habitual gesture before using the scheme.

"If you win, you will take five of the spoils, I will take five of them, and I will give you my daughter."

"Your daughter? You have several daughters. ”

At the mention of his daughter, Konstantin said proudly with a proud face.

"The old man has only one daughter in his life, Konstani, the first beauty of the beast clan."

I rub ......

Did this old guy do it on purpose?

You're trying to yin me!

Give me a problem, if I can't win him, I won't be able to marry Konstani. If you win the spoils, you have to divide half, and this transaction can be bought and sold, and you will not lose money.

The old fox deserves to be an old fox, vicious enough.

Although I didn't want to, but for the sake of Constani, in order to hold the beauty, I fought hard.

"Okay, that's a deal."

"It's hard to chase a horse."

Konstantin has been staring at Golden Beamon's eyes, and when Konstani was mentioned, Golden Beamon's mentality was obviously loosened, hahahaha, worthy of being his own daughter, the title of the first beauty of the beast clan is not in vain, even Golden Beamon was moved.

Looking at Golden Beamon's posture, he should not know about the Terran king and his daughter.

In terms of status, Jin Beamon is also a royal family, and it is not an insult to his daughter. Only the royal family can make the king of the human race die, and other people, even if they are the head of a clan, if the king of the human race robs it, he really can't do anything about him. That Terran king, I heard that his character is not very good.

Now is the time for the alliance, and even if the Terran king is dissatisfied, he should not have an immediate attack. This should be done, and his daughter is really married to the beast clan.

Konstantin looked at the golden Beamon, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, the royal family of the beast race was the royal family, not comparable to other races.

"Young man, you have to work hard, the old man has recently been promoted to a C-level powerhouse, combined with the magic weapon of our clan, even an ordinary B-level powerhouse of the angel clan has the power to fight, I hope you don't let me down."

Gold than a frown.

I rub, this old fellow, no, what does father-in-law mean by this, showing off to me? Show off? Scare me?

Do you want me to give it my all, or do you want me to give up?

No, no matter what it is, you can't lose, and if you lose, can Konstanie spare herself?

Some things can be returned.

Something can do.

But there are some things that must be done when they need to be done.

Isn't it just more than who killed, Lao Tzu fought hard, and he was willing to cut his body and pull the old man off the horse.

Rapidly! As soon as the skill came out, Golden Beamon's huge body appeared in front of a four-winged angel in a flash.

The four-winged angel was still fighting a fox warrior when suddenly it was dark in front of him, and all he could see was a piece of golden armor.

"I'm grass, what's the situation."

"Poof......

With the halberd in hand, the gold Beamon is a killing move without saying a word, killing one person in ten steps, retreating after killing, and the next one.

The fox warrior on the opposite side was also stupid, just at that moment, he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the angel on the opposite side died.

"I'm grass, what's the situation."

Fate, it's really unpredictable......

Golden Beamon is let go of killing, where there is an angel clan, there is a figure of Golden Beamon.

This gold is also damaged to a certain extent, you are also the royal family of the beast clan, what morality is not moral, I don't care at all.

Sneak attacks, assassinations, and black hands, everything that can be used, everything is used. As long as you can kill the angels, then go up.

The angels on the battlefield are depressed, can you imagine, two children with balloons to fight, suddenly out of the blue, a strong man like Arnoswassinger ran out, sneak up on you in the back and shoot you......

You're so awesome, what are you doing sneak attacking, can't you make a face!

Konstantin is also struggling to kill, he is a C-level powerhouse, he has suppressed ordinary two-winged angels, and he doesn't have much pressure against four-winged angels. Seraphim struggled a little, but as long as it wasn't some well-known master, it wasn't a big problem.

For an hour, Konstantin fought for another hour.

The number of people killed in an hour is twenty-one, and I don't know how many of those boys have killed, so I don't know if I should put some water properly, lest that boy lose and not be able to marry my children.

Konstantin looked at Golden Beamon's kill count.

My day,

Konstantin's face was all green!

How can it be!

How is this possible!

Sixty-seven, and the boy killed sixty-seven, one more than three times his own.

You kill sixty-seven in an hour, and you kill more than one in a minute. Don't you want to be so fierce, are the young people so strong now, or do you say that you are old......

Or is it just a racial difference, a blood advantage? After all, it's the best race to fight.

Konstantin was stunned, and the number of kills of Golden Beamon rose to seventy-one.

I wiped it, and killed five more, how did you kid do it!

Konstantin's green face soon darkened.

I'm killing them one by one, you kid doesn't have a single heads-up, it's all a sneak attack, are you still a royalty? You're a golden Beamon, even if you're a wild beast, you have to have a face.

Hey, this time it's too big, I originally wanted to let him win by putting some water, but now it's okay, the big score is complete, how can I do this, I can't hold my face.

God, is it too late for me to change opponents?