Rome, the base camp of the Roman Holy Swordsman in Pully, since the First World War in South Africa, Serena handed over the Roman Holy Swordsman to Jenafi to manage, and she ran to the death pass, not breaking through to the sixth level, and she was not able to go out of the pass.

A cold wind poured through the gate into the main temple of the Roman Holy Swordsman.

Ye Nafei was dressed in a snow-white robe, her face was covered by a gauze, and only a pair of beautiful eyes full of agility were revealed.

"Elder, a strong man from the Huaxia Dragon Alliance is here!" Suddenly, a young man wearing an ascetic black robe hurriedly ran into the main hall.

"Huaxia Dragon League?" Ye Nafei's exposed beautiful eyes flashed a strange light, and her voice was soft, like the warm breeze of early spring, "Let him come over!"

"Yes, Elder!"

Not long after, a master of transformation power walked into the main hall of the holy swordsman in Rome.

The person who came was Wu Brown.

He is dressed in a traditional navy blue Hanfu with a light blue dragon tattooed on his chest.

"Dragon Alliance Protector Wu Brown, I've seen the Three Elders!" Wu Brown's face was calm, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Protector Wu, why are you here to be my Roman Holy Swordsman?" asked Ye Nafei softly.

Wu Brown's eyes were full of pride, and he took out an invitation made of gold from his arms, held it in his hand, and said: "In January, the lord of my Dragon League will be honored as the leader of the Huaxia Martial Arts League.

"Whew!"

Ye Nafei raised her right hand, and the golden invitation turned into a golden light and fell into her hand.

Jena Fei, see you in Huaxia in a month!

On the golden invitation, there is just one sentence, and there are no honorifics, just like a conversation between good friends.

Looking at the golden invitation, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Nafei's mouth, and said, "Go back and tell Li Ling that in a month, I will definitely rush to Huaxia!"

"Yes!"

"Third Elder, then Wu will leave first!"

"Hmm!"

Looking at the back of Wu Brown's departure, Ye Nafei looked at the golden invitation in her hand, her eyes were a little distracted, how long has it been?

"Third Elder, Huaxia is in chaos now, do we really want to go?"

After Wu Brown left the main hall, several masters of the Roman Holy Swordsman also walked in, and one of them said with a frown.

"Tutan is right, now the whole world is paying attention to Li Ling, let's go to the ceremony at this time, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble!"

"I can't say that, Li Ling has now dominated the Huaxia Ancient Martial Realm, if we can form an alliance with it, it will have unexpected benefits to the Roman Holy Swordsman Society!"

Listening to the messy discussion below, a smile flashed in Ye Nafei's beautiful eyes, and she said, "Go and prepare a pot of top-grade spiritual liquid!"

"Ahem, Third Elder, wouldn't this congratulatory gift be too valuable?"

"It's okay, let's go!"

On the other side, in the training camp of the Far Eastern Crusaders, there was also an ancient Chinese warrior wearing a navy blue robe, but with a gray dragon tattooed on his chest.

Caesar held the golden invitation in his hand, his face was complicated, and he spoke slowly, "Go back and tell Li Ling that our Far Eastern Crusaders will go!"

"Yes!" the comer bowed his hand and said, "Then He will leave first!"

As the ancient warrior surnamed He left, the corners of Caesar's mouth couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said: "Now Europe and the United States have a lot of opinions on Li Ling, if we go to China at this time, I'm afraid it won't do us any good for the Far Eastern Crusaders!"

"Caesar, your heart is not wide enough!"

At this moment, a phantom suddenly appeared behind Caesar.

"I've seen the king!"

The one who came was the super strong Dabu!

With a smile on his face, Da Bu looked at the golden invitation card held in Caesar's hand, and said: "Although Europe and the United States are very dissatisfied with Li Ling, but do they really dare to make a move against Li Ling? Because Li Ling is too powerful, they will be dissatisfied, as long as Li Ling does not die, Europe and the United States will not dare to mess around." However, with Li Ling's current realm and combat effectiveness, who will be able to shake him in a hundred years?"

"The most important point, since Li Ling has sent an invitation to our Far Eastern Crusaders, can we not go? An existence comparable to a sixth-level ability, I won't lose this face!"

Thousands of miles away, the yellow sand rolls, and the pyramids stand in the yellow sand.

A black shadow shrouded in black robes roared from a distance and shot towards the tallest and largest pyramid in the pyramid group.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, the yellow sand on the ground tumbled, and a ten-meter-high sphinx leaped out of the yellow sand.

"Bang!"

The Sphinx had just leapt out of the yellow sand when the black shadow increased in speed, stepped over its head in one step, and then stomped on it with a slam kick.

"Boom!"

Huge force, as if it was a meteorite falling, and the huge sphinx shattered.

"Rustle !!"

At the moment when the Sphinx cracked, a puff of black black beetles surged out of the yellow sand, and its sharp fangs could penetrate even steel.

It's a pity that this black-robed man seems to be made of aerospace titanium alloy, and he is allowed to be bitten by the black beetle, and his speed remains the same, like a gust of wind, and he continues to shoot towards the largest pyramid.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the yellow sand flowed backwards like a waterfall, and the sky within a radius of hundreds of meters was all covered by yellow sand, and every grain of yellow sand was like a bullet, shooting towards the black shadow.

Faintly, you can see that in the yellow sand that covers the sky, there are figures covered in black robes, each of which carries the breath of death, just like a corpse demon in hell.

"Who are you?"

The voice of the old echoed through the area.

"Dragon, boobies!" the black shadow took off his hood, revealing an emaciated face, and his long narrow eyes shone with a sparkle of light.

"Dragon Alliance, hum!" a cold snort sounded, and the yellow sand in all directions spun like a tornado.

In less than a year, many masters of the Egyptian pharaoh have died in the hands of Li Ling.

Suddenly, a figure wearing ancient armor and holding a long contradictory card walked slowly from the yellow sand.

The momentum of the comer is like a rainbow, as if the god of war who came from ancient times, carrying a desperate aura, Jin Ge Iron Horse, everything is under the feet of the comer.

As this person appeared, the yellow sand fell like a torrential rain, and those vague figures gradually disappeared.

"Say!"

It was like two pieces of metal rubbing against each other, and the piercing sound carried a strange power, and the boobies felt their blood boiling.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, waves of ripples rippled in the boobies' body, resisting this strange energy, and with a movement of his right hand, a golden light shot towards the armored god of war.

The golden light suddenly stopped a meter in front of the god of war.

Looking at the golden invitation, a touch of coldness appeared in the exposed eyes of the God of War, and he immediately spoke, "In a month, this king will go to Huaxia in person!"

"The Dragon Alliance is waiting for you!"