Chapter 203: Chivalry

The citizens of the entire city of Maisha opened their mouths wide, and they knelt on the ground and worshiped when they saw the holy Seraphim Monro, who was slowly falling from the sky, without blinking.

In all fairness, the appearance of Yumeroe is really good, the well-fitting armor adds a heroic spirit, and the bumpy figure outlined by the armor is enough to arouse the lust of any man, and the holy expression of compassion for the heavens and men makes people involuntarily produce a sense of respect.

is a seamless seraphim who mixes softness and holiness, but unfortunately, there is one thing she forgot to restrain herself, that is, her vision, the flashing waves in the golden "color" eyes that seem to be compassionate to the heavens, although it is well concealed, but unfortunately it is all seen by one person, this person is, Qin Feng.

"One, two, three...... Six, six wings, my God, it's a seraphim-level god!" A citizen who had the audacity to look at Monroe covered his mouth and whispered in a trembling voice.

"Oh my God, the God of Light actually sent a Seraphim-level god to kill the Tiger King Tagore!"

"How can this be, isn't His Highness Tagore the hero of our Mehes, didn't he save the empire of the empire in distress and destroy the Hulan Tartars......?

"Shh~~ Be quiet, be careful to let God hear, don't talk!"

"I didn't expect God to really exist, I thought it was ......"

......

"See Lord Dream Dew!" The people of the Bright Sect, led by the Pope, hurriedly greeted the Seraphim Monglas as soon as they landed, and bowed down to Dream Dew.

"Get up. Rise up, people of God, and God is touched by your piety!" As if accustomed to it, the Seraphim Monglas said to the ordinary people kneeling around him after dispensing with the great gifts of the Pope and others, and the magnetic voice seemed to carry an inexplicable seduction, but with a kind of compassion and holiness.

"Master Xie. May the grace of the God of Light be with you forever!" The Pope said loudly, then stood up and stood respectfully in front of the Seraphim Monglas, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes were pleasing to the demeanor of the Pope just now.

"Thank you, sir, may the grace of the God of Light be with you forever!" said the congregation behind the Pope and the tens of thousands of people around the square.

Seraphim Monroe glanced at Qin Feng who was floating in mid-air, and the corners of his mouth floated a strange arc, but when he turned around, he returned to his original holy appearance and walked towards the Dragon King Bole Mutu Tajik.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. I always feel that this seraphim is extraordinarily weird, and I can't help but increase the spiritual power on Menglu's body.

But he didn't know that Princess Lily on his back was not as clear as he had just now, and became 'confused', and the expression on his face was sometimes gritting his teeth, sometimes frowning, and he looked very painful.

"Dear Dragon King Bole Mutu Tajik, I'm very sorry. You've hurt your powerful body to a despicable human!, much to the surprise of me, the Seraphim Monroe. Do you feel better now?" Standing in front of Bole Mutu Tajik, who had revealed his deity, Yumelu didn't feel nervous at all, smiled slightly, and greeted.

"Honorable Seraphim, Lord Monro. Thank you so much for saving my life at the most dangerous time, thank you!But this hateful human boy is still very tricky, I thought, please do me a favor!" said the dragon king Bole Mututajik in front of him, looking at the seraphim angel in front of him who could swallow his stomach with his mouth open. Although the dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik was one level higher than Menglu, it was Menglu who used God's grace to revive him when he was dying just now, so his tone was very polite.

"Of course, Menglu was ordered to get rid of this murderous demon for the loyal people of my God of Light this time, and I have to rely on your help as Lord Dragon!"

"Okay, then please do us a small favor with Lord Monroe, I will surround this human with my children and kill him, but he is very fast. So I would like to ask you to intercept him if you see him escape, but please be careful, this human is indeed very strong!" said the Dragon King Bole Mututajik as he opened his huge dragon beak.

"Okay, don't worry, although I know that I am not his opponent, but it is okay to entangle him for a while, the key is that Lord Dragon King can hurry back. Otherwise, I wouldn't be his match. Seraphim Monroe smiled slightly. "Dew" showed his white teeth and looked at the dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik Dao.

"Roar~~ boys. Fence this human for me!" "The Dragon King Bole Mutu Tajik roared towards the eight high-level dragons who were only afraid to move forward in the sky, and then his huge body as high as seventy or eighty zhang seemed to be stepping on a powerful spring, and he slammed into the air, staring at Qin Feng with a pair of eyes that flashed with hatred, and a hideous smile appeared on his ugly and huge dragon face.

As soon as he saw that the leading dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik rushed towards Qin Feng, the seven high-level dragons who were still watching in the sky also swooped down, trying in vain to surround Qin Feng.

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth raised a sneer of disdain, his momentum changed suddenly, and he didn't know when there was a six-foot-long blood-red 'color' long knife in his right hand, and on the blood-red 'color' blade, a circle of blood light wrapped in a trace of black 'color' death qi appeared, and the vigorous killing intent and Sen Ran's death qi filled the entire temple square at once.

Do you really think that a so-called dragon king will cost me so much energy? Do you really think that this group of big-bellied lizards can resist my attack? If it weren't for the sake of luring out you, a stinky bitch, I wouldn't have wasted so much time, but I didn't expect it to be just a birdman with six wings! Qin Feng pursed his lips, secretly not worth it.

At this moment, the Dragon King Bole Mutu Tajik and the other seven high-level dragons had already surrounded Qin Feng, Qin Feng's body of less than two meters looked very small in front of these nine behemoths, but they didn't dare to have the slightest arrogance, after all, Qin Feng had just blown up an earth-based high-level dragon that was famous for its defense with just two fists on the spot!

Qin Fengshen swept his thoughts, and found that there was a strange arc on the corner of the mouth of the Seraphim Menglu who had just descended, and he was secretly paying attention, and at the same time, a trace of mockery appeared on his face.

"Human, I have to admit that you are powerful! I am indeed no match for you alone, but our Dragon Emperor His Majesty has asked for your head for a thousand times, so I am very sorry, we have to join forces. The huge dragon head of the Fire Dragon King didn't know whether to be proud or sarcastic, and looked at Qin Feng and said slowly.

"You happen to be eight big-bellied lizards, right, so I'll use eight tricks. Qin Feng smiled coldly, the cold gaze in his eyes looked at the huge eyes of the Giant Dragon King, as if he was about to freeze his blood 'liquid'.

"Eight moves? Do you want to solve all of us in eight moves?" Haha, I'm laughing to death!" the dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik let out a rampant smile, but there was no trace of a smile in his huge dragon eyes, only anger!

Everyone in the square, including the Seraphim Monroe who had just arrived, all looked at Qin Feng who was surrounded in mid-air by the dragons with an incredulous expression, as if they were looking at him with the eyes of a madman.

"Is it possible?" asked Duke Medusa, who was in the audience, turning his eyes to Duke Tulip, the highest of the four.

"What could have happened to him! Moreover, his own survival to this point is made up of many impossibilities. Duke Tulip's cloudy eyes flashed with a hint of essence.

"Eight moves to slaughter the eight-headed dragon, and one of them is a dragon king-level dragon, this ......" The Golden Dragon Duke has the most dealings with the dragons, looked at the sturdy dragon in the air, and Qin Feng, who was as thin as a reptile in front of them, swallowed his saliva and didn't continue.

"Come on, arrogant human, let's see your so-called stunt!" One of the seven high-level dragons surrounding Qin Feng looked at Qin Feng provocatively.

The blood-red tiger spirit in Qin Feng's hand moved in one fell swoop, and when he landed, his long snow-white hair swayed without wind, a touch of bloodthirsty madness flashed in his eyes, and his figure disappeared in place in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful!" The Dragon King Bole Mutu Tajik suddenly felt a chill, and was about to give a warning, but suddenly heard a cold, not any language on the Star Lan Continent, and then a white shadow appeared on the neck of the high-level fire-based dragon that had just spoken provocatively-

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying~~"

As soon as the word "tassel" fell, I saw a bloody light rushing straight into the white clouds in the sky, and a huge dragon head flew up to the heights, and the provocative fire high-level dragon just now was already in the first two places.

"Wu Hook Frost Xueming~~"

A water-based blue dragon next to the fire dragon didn't have time to make a sound before he followed in his companion's footsteps.

"Silver saddle shines on the white horse~~"

This time, it was a high-level dragon of the dark system, and its head was cut off without the slightest resistance.

The white shadow in the sky was like a devil urging his life, wantonly crisscrossing the sky.

"Run!" "Run away!" The Dragon King Bole Mututajik finally understood why Qin Feng was motionless and let himself wait for the dragon to surround him, it turned out that it was not that he was scared stupid, but that he was simply waiting for himself to be sent to the door to kill him!

"Sassy like a meteor~~"

The sound that seemed to be urging did not stop at all, and continued to sound, as if dazzling ceremonial flowers were placed in the sky, "ceremonial flowers" composed of dragon blood!

Qin Feng was like a doomsday Shura, holding the demon sword lightly, wantonly slaughtering these high-level dragons who should have been the top powerhouses in the continent.

Ancient Chinese martial arts skills - chivalrous travel.