The audience's second collective ridicule had just begun, and the seemingly clumsy Mr. Lamb was already close, and the point of the sword was not fatal, but the horror of the high hit rate was just a breath, and there were three clearly visible blood marks on the majestic arm muscles of the golden swordsman's mountains. The slight pain did not anger his bloodthirstiness, and his body retreated with the broadsword, trying to shake off the cloaking of the Western swordsman and regain his home advantage, but the trouble was that his degree was already very fast, and the attacker's degree was faster, just a slight mistake in dodging, and the abdominal muscles were carried on the chest, and there were two more shocking cross blood marks, and the lines were straight as if the painter had done it, which showed that the wrist of the sword bearer did not even appear at all, but a cutting attack created by brute force.

Looking at the dazzling sword shadow and the smiling face of the sword shadow, the golden swordsman completely realized that at least for this moment, he felt that this lamb did not belong to the lonely shepherd, but to the high Father. But the warriors forged by the wild tribes are by no means the male version of the vases raised by the tyrannical families, and the aura of the team under their feet is not much bleaker than that of the aristocratic knights who carry out love and truth.

The power and attack that burst out in an instant indicate that the combat state of the golden swordsman has been catalyzed to the peak level, and the broadsword is driven by his hands, as if it has been injected with fresh life, from the initial brutality to the current rationality, each first attack is dragged with a smooth follow-up combo, and the battlefield range is gradually expanding due to his jack-of-all-trades heads-up technique, but the lamb's dodge skills are also upgraded synchronously with the upgrade of his state, and the pace seems to be stable but coquettish, The Golden Swordsman's face also changed from a healthy swarthy to a demonic crimson, and his breathing became more and more difficult, but he could not reverse this dilemma, because as soon as there was any stagnant movement, the swordsman's edge would follow one after another, and then hit perfectly, leaving various forms of lines on his canvas-like body.

Sweat flowed down the grooves of the bloodstains, seeped into the flesh as hard as steel, and spread across the chest covered with scars and arrow wounds, and even resisted the bombardment of magic, a glory that no god or the pope could desecrate, the highest glory from the wild tribes. Even if behind that glory, all is money, and unspeakable gray deeds, but a good warrior should have, he has it. It's just that at this time, what could have been taken out to show off has become humble and fragile because of the disparity in strength.

There is no pretending hero sympathy, and in the dance of the sword, blood flowers that are denser than elemental splitting bloom frequently.

The Golden Swordsman fell to his knees on one knee, supporting his bloodied body with Solomon's broadsword.

Li Hao completed the final sword retraction action, looked at the wild tribe members who looked at each other, and smiled: "It seems that I was lucky to meet an incompetent hunter. ”

The ultimate reason why the wild tribe can become famous in the world of mercenary groups as many as stars is not the force value that can compete with the court knights, nor the head of the group has the mind and operational ability of a senior politician, but the regimental rules system that is more stringent than the ban of the Holy See, otherwise with the temper and personality of the golden swordsman, he will not tolerate the provocation of the red thief at all, and treat the forces and characters within the ban, they will show a fox-like sleek attitude, and when dealing with prey and opponents, They are like a pack of saber-toothed tigers from the Missiesian Mountains, fierce and brutal.

The core reason for the collapse of any regime and dynasty in history is inseparable from internal corrosion and system collapse, and an era in which generals and ministers cannot sit on an equal footing is destined to be notorious. A country where the pope and the monarch cannot respect each other is a country that has no right to stand at the top of the pyramid and look down on all beings. The Wild Tribe undoubtedly did both, which is why he has the brilliant results he has today. …

The remaining nineteen swordsmen were unsheathed, pressing forward step by step, and the magicians raised their canes high, condensing fancy and pretty orbs of various elemental systems. The onlookers, who had nothing to do with it, withdrew one after another, watching from afar this bloody battle that was destined to shake the entire black blood.

You must know that the characters who came to carry out the mission today are all silver double battle axe badge wearers, and each of them is on a par with the golden swordsman, once the war starts, it means that each member of the princess alliance army needs to face the siege of at least four high-level swordsmen and four scepter-level magicians, and they are even matched with two mages who have successfully taken the Black Rose badge, and they can easily chant crimson judgment, multiple wind blades and other high-kill and high-hit magic.

Just as the collective chanting of the magician's camp was coming to an end, and the twenty spells were about to create a shocking bombardment picture, the two most dazzling elemental lights suddenly went out, which meant that the chanting was forcibly interrupted, and on the backs of the two magicians, two sharp dark gold daggers were inserted respectively, and they fell limply with incredible twisted expressions on their faces, and Srona, who had successfully broken in with a sprint, interrupted the chant of the third magician with a kick.

The next moment, the place where Li Hao and the others were originally standing bloomed with a brilliant magic effect like fireworks, and the strange thing was that when the light and shadow faded, it was empty, and the magic only hit the air.

The word space is used in the field of magic, representing the supreme law, and only the Grand Magus who understands the mysteries of space is qualified to take off the Mystery Garden badge and enter the Mystery Garden to communicate with the gods, they are called Magic Sages.

The time from the Archmage to the Magic Sage is clearly recorded by any official magic association, and the one of the Divine Mages who took the longest time was about a hundred and fifty years from the age of thirty, but unfortunately his life came to an end the moment before he was about to enter the Mystery Garden. The archmagister who took the shortest time began to advance at the age of seventeen, and it was not until the age of fifty that he broke through the bottleneck and became the youngest in the Mystery Garden, the most rebellious No. 1 hole card in the hand of Constantine Dante, who once slaughtered two blue dragons in the earth-shaking dragon vein, and successfully teleported back to the god demotion magic array in the center of St. John's Cathedral after provoking the prophet Thrall.

With a muse of black light, it is naturally impossible to break this amazing record. As early as when the swordsmen were fangs and the magicians were preparing the scales, he used the magic powder he got for free from Si Luona, and with the magical talent of mastering the composition and warp and weft lines of the small magic array and the spring, he set out to cast a magical magnetic field that could create a "levitation effect", and at the moment before the attack came, he used the energy blessing of the black light to increase the magnetic field effect by at least ten times, so now Li Hao and the others were staying in the air at a height of more than five meters, and dived down and jumped into the magician camp. Cooperate with Slona to carry out the extermination of the group.

The fragile magicians of the Cloth Wood Staff were like a flock of helpless lambs, falling one after another without the protection of shepherds and shepherds. Even the two Magisters who wanted to escape with the help of shields were trapped to death by the muses who were still suspended in the air with a "sacred cage", and were frantically eaten by Li Hao and Srona.

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