readx;? In the arena, the El Lionheart Gold was scattered, and the messy silk was stuck to the forehead and face with sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans 2o were left along the silk. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mithril's body, gold-colored head, and the straight blade in El Lionheart's hand, the dark copper-colored luster flowed, constantly slashing out a stream of sword light in mid-air, and the sound of the knife was loud.

Ningge Yingyang was leisurely, with one hand behind him, and the sword in his right hand, the sword light flickered, colliding with the dark bronze sword light, and almost every time the sword hit, El Lionheart would stagger back.

The cultivation and inheritance of the Grand Duke of Eagle Yang is the way of suppressing one side with a single sword, while the first line of the Grand Duke of Lionheart is taking the direction of opening up and knocking big, with great momentum, and fighting for his life in the midst of ten thousand armies.

Fighting alone, even if the life level is the same, El Lionheart will not be Ninger Yingyang's opponent, but if he breaks through the formation of thousands of troops and kills the enemy, Ninger Yingyang is far inferior to El Lionheart.

It's a pity that this is an arena, a place where personal bravery is displayed, and El Lionheart can only hold on to this undefeated at this point with the brave gull sword in his hand.

However, with Mithril Life against Adamantite Life, even if Ninger Eagle Yang did not have killing intent, El Lionheart was already physically exhausted.

Gasping for breath, the lion's roar echoing in his veins became weaker and weaker, but the brighter it became in the silver eyes of the El Lion's Heart.

Zhou Mo stood on a high place, watching the situation in the arena from the gap between the members of the Wild Boar Gang.

He was waiting, waiting for the moment when El Lionheart was about to fall, or, when he broke out of his cocoon and became a butterfly, and his life was transformed.

Al Lionheart is the one with the best impression among the many people Zhou Mo has met since he came to this world.

In Zhoumo Township, this kind of person is called a sincere gentleman, who must believe in his words, be fruitful in his deeds, and be benevolent.

This kind of person, Zhou Mo has always been respected.

The Mithril brilliance in El Lionheart's eyes became brighter and brighter, Ning Ge Yingyang saw this, the excited light in his golden eyes flashed, and the sword light in his hand became more and more rapid and ruthless, not as leisurely as Fang Cai's attitude, and the sword slashed at El Lionheart's vital body, and it turned out to be a frequent killing move.

In the stands, Deng Ge Yingyang frowned slightly, what kind of madness is this third child, if El Lionheart dies here, what awaits him is not as simple as going to the wilderness.

Hogg Yingyang, who hadn't seen anyone for a long time, was also in this box, his face was still light, looking at the duel below, the corners of his mouth outlined a smile of appreciation.

Naris Yingyan sat next to Dunge, holding her husband's arm with one hand and caressing the lower abdomen with the other, and there was no joy or sorrow on her beautiful face, as if everything off the field had nothing to do with her.

"Hogg, order to go down and tell the worshippers to be ready to save El Lionheart, although I don't know why this golden lion suddenly appeared here, and stand up for that Zhou Mo, but he must not have an accident in the Eagle Leader. ”

Hogg Eagle raised his eyebrows and jumped slightly, and a trace of disapproval flashed in his eyes, but he still got up and walked out of the box, and did as Deng Ge Eagle Yang instructed.

On the other side of the stands, Rui Minna's blue eyes were deep, looking at El Lionheart's somewhat embarrassed figure, with a thoughtful face.

"Zhou Mo is gone?"

Qian Shu bowed slightly, and then replied cautiously:

"Your Highness, Your Excellency Zhou Mo took a fat man out of the arena together, and our people were all searching for those things inside and outside Yingyang City, and when they received the news, the two of them had disappeared into the city. ”

The blue eyes drooped slightly, and there was always a trace of uneasiness in Rui Minalong's heart, but she didn't know where this uneasiness came from, so she said a little irritably:

"Qianshu, I saw that you didn't want to be close to Zhou Mo before, and I thought you didn't like this person, but today, you still have a good impression of Zhou Mo. ”

The voice was flat, and the voice was clear and pleasant, but when he stopped in Qianshu's ears, he didn't realize that he thought of Chenyang's fate, his whole body trembled slightly, and he saluted:

"Your Highness, Qianshu just acted according to your orders, and did not dare to go beyond the slightest. ”

The blue eyes flickered, and Qianshu, who hung her head, stayed on Qianshu for a few breaths before she moved away.

Behind Qianshu, the fine incense was dripping with sweat, but she didn't even dare to breathe a little bigger.

"Alas!"

Reinaron sighed and said:

"There are very few talents in the world, Zhou Mo started from recklessness, but he is a rare talent, but he can't control the greed in his heart, but it's a pity. ”

As soon as the words fell, the light in Rui Minna's blue eyes froze.

I saw that in the arena, Al Lionheart finally lost his physical strength, and after the straight knife in his hand once again blocked the sword light of Ningge Yingyang, the whole person flew out upside down, half-kneeling on the ground, holding the straight knife, bowing his head and gasping for breath.

Ningge Yingyang didn't stop his hand at all, and the sword light in his hand flashed, like a shock in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it had already pierced the left chest of El Lionheart.

"Stop!"

"No!"

"Nonsense!"

"Ninger!"

......

In an instant, on both sides of the stands, everyone's hearts froze, and all kinds of shouts with different contents but the same meaning came out at the same time.

Even Zhou Mo raised his footsteps slightly, and he was about to move.

At this moment, the golden flew up, and the heart of the El Lion raised his head suddenly, and the moment he raised his head, it seemed that there was a real lion roaring, overpowering all sounds.

In the Mithril eyes, a little pure gold light lit up, and after an instant, the whole body of the El Lionheart turned into the color of pure gold, plus a head of gold, the whole person was really like a golden lion king with a mane, reigning in the wilderness.

The lion's roar roared, echoing throughout the arena, and the straight knife in El Lionheart's hand was like electricity, slashing a dark copper-colored streamer in the air.

From top to bottom, with a groundbreaking sword, it hit Ningge Yingyang's shocking sword light.

The atmosphere was slightly stagnant, and the next moment, the sword light shattered, and Deng Geying staggered back three steps, but his face was not surprised but happy, and his eyes were full of fanatical excitement.

"Okay, that's fair, that's happy. ”

"Come on, come on, this battle is hearty, come and fight again!"

El Lionheart broke through to the Pure Gold Life, and the fluttering gold gently fell back on his shoulder, but he was not invited to fight again, and his body returned to its usual color.

In the stands, Zhou Mo smiled, his figure flashed out, and the long knife in his hand turned into a white rainbow.

The Black Star Gold Chest, which was neatly lined up in the last row by the members of the Wild Boar Gang, was picked up by Zhou Mo almost at the same moment, like a meteor, and slashed into the sky directly above the center of the arena.

At this time, on the Black Star Gold Chest, one after another knife marks appeared.

Black Star Gold is destroyed, and the dimensional space it carries is shattered.

In the sky above the Eagle Yang City Grand Arena, the golden brilliance of the eighty-eight regiments burst out almost at the same time, and the entire sky was brilliant in an instant.

At a height of more than 50 meters, the wealth accumulated by hundreds of military meritorious nobles fell from the sky.

Countless gold coins, like snowflakes drifting golden tickets, all kinds of precious antiques, treasures, and even all kinds of knight armor and soldiers......

Ningge Yingyang leaned up at the moment when the black star iron box burst, and then this swordsman of the famous imperial capital, whose right hand should have been rock-solid, unconsciously let go, and the long sword fell to the ground.

El Lionheart smiled, his hands spread out, his blue eyes were unusually quiet, closed slightly, and let countless gold coins and treasures smash on his golden body, sparks flew everywhere......

Deng Geying raised his eyebrows with a glint that concealed the panic and helplessness in his eyes.

Naris Eagle Yang was even more colic in her abdomen at this moment, and it seemed that the baby in the womb seemed to be in a hurry to crawl out and look at the spectacular scene of the golden rain in the sky.

And Rui Min Nalong, the soft chair under the seat, was instantly turned into ashes by the fire of the elves escaping from the whole body, and the whole person was suspended in mid-air, and his blue eyes were blank.

Countless treasures fell at the same time, and for a while, in the center of the Great Arena, there seemed to be an extra golden waterfall.

Zhou Mo quietly admired for a moment, the corners of his mouth, eyebrows, and eyes, a kind of accessible joy permeated.

woke up the fat man with a kick, and Zhou Mo followed the passage where he came, and quietly left.

On the empty street, Zhou Mo walked alone, with a scimitar like a rainbow at his waist, and his eyes were hearty.

Since he had self-awareness, the unprecedented sense of comfort and unobstructed reached echoed in Zhou Mo's chest, and countless depressed contemplations in his mind turned into a hearty sip of hot wine at this moment, which was fully understood.

Conspiracy, calculation, emotion, scout double knife technique, army-breaking tactics...... Death knives, countless thoughts, were connected in Zhou Mo's mind.

In the end, it all turned into a delicate little thought.

Zhou Mo wielded a knife, the knife was shining, but on this empty street, there was a very high spirit.