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It wasn't until the sound of a sparse murmur came and her blue eyes flowed that she saw El Lionheart's long golden hair, like a lion's mane, swaying wantonly.

"El Lionheart, isn't he returning to the Imperial Capital?"

Ruiwen-Nalong turned her head sharply, her eyes cold at Qianshu.

As soon as Qianshu's knees weakened, she fell to her knees and bowed her head and explained urgently:

"Your Highness, the knights' reward is indeed so, seeing El Lionheart enter the garrison's barracks with their own eyes!"

Although Rui Min-Nalong was in a bad mood, she didn't get dizzy, she no longer paid attention to Qianshu, and looked at Al Lionheart with complicated eyes.

The blade of the blade was shining with a red copper sheen, reflected in the blue eyes of Ruiwen-Nalong, this knife was very familiar to him, it was a specially customized shape according to the knife technique handed down by the Yongou family.

"Who did Baron Yongou give the knife to when he left?" asked Reven-Naron urgently.

Qian Shu hurriedly retreated and asked someone to ask, but after a few breaths, she came back and said:

"Your Highness, Baron Yongou has not yet left, and at this time he is watching the battle from the stands, and he is still armed with a knife. ”

"This knife was given to El Lionheart by Zhou Mo?"

Qian Shu was stunned when she heard this, went out again, and ran directly to the bottom of the big arena, where the duels were going to be.

Ruiwen Naron looked at the figure of the golden lion holding a straight knife and walking slowly but firmly towards the center in the big arena, a trace of confusion flashed in her blue eyes, and she muttered to herself:

"Zhou Mo, Zhou Mo, what kind of magic power do you have, how can El Lionheart help you?"

El Lionheart carried the straight knife given by Zhou Mo, and the moment the straight knife started, the unique information of the equipment forged by Zhou Mo appeared in his mind.

Equipment Name: Yonggu Battle Knife

Equipment requirements: Perceive equipment information

Equipment Level: Mithril

Equipment attributes: The equipment holder will be blessed with the Lonla-Diku Mithril Peak template.

Holding the war knife tightly in his hand, a force that does not belong to him has been blessed by the battle knife in his body, and the Mithril in the eyes of El Lionheart flashed, and there was a faint amount of micro-essence gold light overflowing, but under the blessing of the war knife, Mithril's life was complete, and even his whole body was slightly swollen and painful, but it had already touched the limit barrier of Mithril's life level.

He waved the war knife in his hand slightly, only to feel extremely comfortable, the knife was in his hand, and in the depths of his body instinct, it seemed that there were suddenly many more ways to use the knife, and its imprint was profound, as if he had been practicing hard for twenty years.

Shaking his head slightly, the corner of Al Lionheart's mouth chuckled, this Zhou Mo can really surprise people, this kind of casting skill, if it is known by those nobles in the imperial capital who have no cultivation qualifications, I am afraid that the entire imperial capital will explode!

At this moment, a cold, hateful gaze fell on El Lionheart.

Raising his Mithril eyes slightly, El Lionheart smiled, as if the hatred in the eyes of the third prince of Eagle Yang was like a breeze.

"Ningge Yingyang, it was wrong to use you at the beginning to be my El Lionheart, but there was a mistake to admit punishment, I have already gone to the wasteland to walk around with a single sword, since I can come back completely, it is a grudge and grudge, why do you behave like this, unlike my imperial capital man!"

Ningge Yingyang does not have his eldest brother's old scheming, unpredictable city, nor his second brother's breezy wind, and everything is not in his heart.

But the young man is heroic, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a long sword at his waist, his momentum is sharp, compared to the two sons of the Eagle Yang Grand Duke's Mansion, one more point of a single sword can suppress the atmosphere of one side.

At this time, Brother Ning looked at Al Lionheart's eyes, full of hatred, and heard El Lionheart say so, raised his sword out of the sheath, pointed at El Lionheart from afar, and said:

"El Lionheart, I'm not a person who can't afford to lose, you have been hit by my dozens of swords and still have the strength to fight back, my Ningge was careless and was succeeded by you, that's your El Lionheart's ability, I'm Ningge Yingyang has nothing to say if I lose!"

"But you went to the Senate to plead guilty, took advantage of my injuries, and went to the wilderness, this is not the style of the imperial capital man!"

Al Lionheart always knew who this Ninger Eagle Yang was, and he was well aware of his temperament, and he was not surprised to hear this, he raised his eyebrows, tapped the ground of the big arena with a straight knife in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Who are you stupid, if you stun me with one move, won't any amount of my planning be useless? Ningge Yingyang, your lover's habit of being in the limelight should also be changed, otherwise, sooner or later, there will be a big loss!"

Ning-Yingyang sneered, he knew his own problem, but when he said it from the mouth of El Lionheart, he felt extremely harsh, and his whole body turned into pure gold in an instant, and with a slight force on his toes, the whole person turned into a stream of pure gold, straight towards El Lionheart.

El Lionheart inhaled slightly, and the sound of a lion's roar echoed around him, turning into the color of Mithril all around him, and when he waved the war knife in his hand, there was a sound of sloppiness.

In mid-air, a silver sword light, a copper-colored sword light, slightly staggered, and the sharp sound of air tearing drowned out the sound of metal collision.

Al Lionheart's feet smoothed backwards for dozens of meters without leaving the ground, and there was even a slight amount of smoke rubbing out from his feet.

Ning-Yingyang's shocking figure froze, the silver longsword in his hand hung down in front of him, and he looked at El Lionheart in surprise, and his eyes frequently stared at the straight knife in El Lionheart's hand.

"This is the fast knife shape of the Brave Gull family of the Sea Kingdom, when did you El Lionheart learn the fast knife?"

Al Lionheart raised the straight knife, glanced at the blade, and found that there was no trace of the dark copper-colored flowing blade, and secretly praised in his heart, and said:

"The fast knife in this world is not limited to the Sea King Yongou family, my Lionheart family has a long heritage, can't I collect one or two copies of the fast knife inheritance?"

Ninger-Eagle Yang knew that El Lionheart was quibbling, but he couldn't refute it, the Lionheart family has a long history, and no one really knows how much inheritance is included in the clan.

"Hmph! El Lionheart, it's not your Lionheart's style to be secretive, once you went into the wilderness, you even lost this bit of bearing?"

Al Lionheart smiled without saying a word, and the straight knife in his hand turned into a red bronze sword light again, blocking Ningge Yingyang's three sword stabs.

The footsteps moved quickly, unloading the huge power on Ningge's sword, El Lionheart moved his wrist slightly, although relying on the fast knife, he was able to keep up with Ningge-Yingyang's speed, but there was a gap in life level, and his strength and physique were very disadvantaged.

In the arena, the two old enemies intersected with swords, and the quarrels were non-stop, and they were very happy, but one of them was the youngest son of the Grand Duke of Yingyang, and the other was the only seedling of the Lionheart family.

However, in the south gate, after Zhou Mo threw the straight knife to El Lionheart, he lifted the boar and wanted to leave, but was stopped by a Mithril knight.

Zhou Mo frowned, casually threw the wild boar aside, and drank:

"If you don't want to die, follow me. ”

His right hand grabbed the rainbow curved scimitar at his waist, and his black eyes were full of murderous intent.

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