"I'll admit that those people are really weak, but I don't like the sentence that none of them can fight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info can fight, and it's two ......" The one on the left is wearing a silver chain mail and a five-foot sword hanging from his waist.

"Both of us are the victors of the God of War War, he has won four times, I have won four times, and I thought that this battle would end up being a decisive battle between the two of us. I didn't expect you to be one more. Well, that's a lot more interesting. "The man on the right is dressed in heavy golden armor and has a heavy knight's spear in his hand. This outfit should theoretically be the sworn enemy of the Nord Kingdom, the glory of the Svadia Kingdom, the Royal Order of Svadia. The Svadia Royal Knight is a strong cavalry in the whole continent, but foot combat, especially with such a heavy knight spear, is unimaginable.

"Brother Wang, I'll strike first!" The silver-armored boy flew up, his body galloping down like an eagle. A cold light rose, and the sword was unsheathed, the sword was five feet long, and the whole body was silver, and it was as fast as a frightening flood when the sword was released. There is no trace of the sword, and the sword does not leave red. The enemy has not moved, and everything has been empty.

No one can describe the speed of that sword, no one can imagine, and no one can dodge. If there really was a god of light in heaven and earth, he would probably be moved by this sword. The sword flashed, and blood splattered!

Li Youqian held Fang Tian's halberd in both hands, and a bloodshot came from top to bottom, leaving a red mark on Li Youqian's chest.

"Be careful!" The golden-armored man's body burst out, and the speed of his body galloping was even higher than that of a horse, and the heavy knight's spear was like a missile blasting towards Li Youqian. Li Youqian gathered all his strength in his right hand, and Fang Tian's halberd blasted out heavily, and the halberd body slammed on the tip of the spear. There was a loud bang, the floor shattered, and dust and smoke flew everywhere.

Li Youqian retreated dozens of meters, resisted qi, and held a halberd to stabilize his figure.

"Happy ......" The black qi of Fang Tian's painting halberd in Li Youqian's hand was heavier, and the scenery around the halberd body was illusory, as if the entire space had been affected.

Golden flames burned around the golden-armored man's body, "Fighting spirit is not your patent! ”

The silver price young man's sword body flowed, and there seemed to be the sound of waves coming from the sword, "As the so-called Chaowen Dao, you can die at night!" Today I met two strong men who can fight hard, interesting, interesting! The blade of the sword turned, as if a monstrous wave was rising behind the young man.

The golden-armored man volleyed into the air, from top to bottom, and his fighting spirit burned like a meteorite falling. The silver-armored young man's long sword is clear, from the bottom up, and his fighting spirit is like a dragon going to sea. Li Youqian held Fang Tian's halberd with both hands, his body was like a tiger, he was furious, and his fighting spirit was rampant. Three powerful fighting spirits collided together, "Boom! "The arena disappeared into dust.

Several old men, including the old stubborn, suddenly appeared around the arena and protected the audience from being affected with great force.

"Let's go, this is not a game you can watch anymore, it's going to fade quickly." After the old stubborn finished speaking, he withdrew the protection. With his hands on his hips, he watched the battle in the arena.

"Old stubborn, that's the weapon you built?" An old man in a gray robe asked.

"I didn't build it, but he built it himself, I'm just helping, don't look at him small, now he's a top blacksmith!"

"Another monster."

The audience scattered and fled the auditorium, and the old one continued to chat.

Li Youqian rode quickly, and the tip of the halberd startled a pile of rubble on the shattered earth. Li Youqian's right wrist burst out, gathering the strength of his whole body, revealing Fang Tian's halberd. Fang Tian's halberd flew quickly towards the golden-armored man, and the gold-armored man returned to block. The tip of the halberd collided with the body of the spear and rebounded, and Li Youqian took the Fang Tian painting halberd that flew back with his right hand, and the halberd slashed directly at the door. The silver-armored boy raised his sword on Li Youqian's side to block the gold-armored man, and Li Youqian's halberd turned around, and he changed from a downward split to an oblique slash to take the silver-armored boy's chest. The silver-priced young man was overwhelmed, condensed his fighting spirit to protect his chest, and resisted Li Youqian's halberd. The silver-armored boy took ten steps back, spitting blood from his mouth and standing unsteadily. Li Youqian slashed his halberd on top of the Douqi shield, his right hand threw Fang Tian's halberd backwards with the power of the shock, and his left hand served with the halberd on his back, swinging his backhand horizontally, and the golden-armored man's center of gravity turned to the right, holding a gun to block. At this time, the center of gravity of the gold-armored man was on the right, the middle door was wide open, Li Youqian drew a circle with his right hand, and hit the gold-armored man's chest with a heavy palm. The right hand took advantage of the momentum to gather the power of the counterattack on the fist, and the second stage of the attack, one punch knocked the gold-armored man out of hundreds of zhang.

"Come again!" The golden-armored man rode the spear flat, and powerful energy converged at the tip of the spear!

Endless droplets of water converged around the silver-armored boy to form a water dragon, "The cold is the most scorching." Little by little, the water dragon froze, and finally condensed into an ice dragon, and the ice dragon roared in the sky, swallowing endless cold air.

Li Youqian felt the huge energy fluctuations and slowly closed his eyes. "The world of madness is in the eyes of the mad." Li Youqian opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were blood-red again, not as clear as just now! "Yo cry! Unleash the Spirit of Havoc! ”

Countless unjust souls condensed on Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the unjust souls poured into each other, devouring each other, and the howls of pain seemed to be songs from hell.

"Old stubborn, what is the origin of your apprentice, and I remember a lot of the gods of hell, but I really don't remember the control of the souls of the dead, isn't hell supposed to control the spirits of the dead or demons?" The old man in gray looked at the old stubborn.

The old stubborn also looked helpless, "I didn't even know that he was a divine envoy, let alone that he had divine powers." I don't even know what his name is, I ...... "The old stubborn guy really has a headache now, and he really doesn't know anything about Li Youqian."

In fact, it was the same when he asked, Li Youqian didn't know anything about himself, he didn't know what a divine envoy was, and he didn't know what a vindictive spirit was. All he knew was that sometimes, when he was completely caught up in the killing, he would lose himself, his soul would fall into a deep sleep, and what happened after the slumber would be forgotten.

"Kill!" It was another fighting hedge, and in the shattered void, the three figures were still fighting together.

The sky, suddenly cloudy, black energy was gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye...... A huge figure appeared in the dark clouds.

The gray-robed old man stared at the black shadow, "Old stubborn, there is a god here that we have never heard of. Is your disciple his messenger? ”

"I'm not sure, I've always felt that the energy in him is purer than this god's......"

The black shadow in the dark clouds looked around the world, "Where is this, how long have I been asleep......" The black shadow looked at Li Youqian, who was still fighting, "You resurrected me, but you haven't awakened yet." I need a body to wait for your return. ”

The black shadow turned into a cloud of black mist and flew into the gray-robed old man's body.

"It's not good, it's a snatch!" The old stubborn wants to save it, but it's too old to get old.

Time stood still, and the 'gray-robed old man' raised his staff, "O lowly god of nightmares, I command you that all will fall asleep, all the broken ones will be restored, and all will lose their memories of this body. Dust to dust, dust to dust, glory to my Lord, FOR. THE. LICH. KING！！！！ A huge dark cloud enveloped the entire Surabaya City, the dark clouds dispersed, and everyone forgot the existence of the gray-robed old man, and the gray-robed old man's body also disappeared without a trace in the dark clouds.