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It was a self more majestic than the general, the armor made of pure gold was carved with a solemn victory pattern, which made thousands of people rejoice; the golden sword in his hand was depicted with a strong magic rune, showing an extraordinary origin and identity; a gilded round shield was inlaid with noble magic gems and carved with the head of a simple and majestic lion, symbolizing his lofty status above ten thousand people

The cheers are all around the sea tide, and the cheers that continue to penetrate into the ears are warm and sincere applause from far and near~~ It turns out that I am really being welcomed by tens of millions of people, it turns out that I have really returned triumphantly, this colorful flowers scattered in the sky~~ This avenue is spacious, and the magnificent scene of thousands of people standing on both sides, I am the winner, I am the general with outstanding achievements, hahaha~~

In the glorious light not far away, a noble king with silver hair gave a loud voice of approval under the luxurious red and purple clothes: "You have made great achievements for us, you have put down a treacherous rebellion, you have won the victory of justice with your loyalty, you are a model for all of us, and an example for hundreds of millions of people to look up to" The king who was full of spirit drew a long sword with a shining god and handed it over solemnly:" I authorize you to cut off the head of a traitor with this hero's sword, and this righteous moment will be remembered forever by billions of people, and will be remembered by history forever."

"Do not disgrace the mission" Ayar's teacher raised and shouted: "Justice will prevail and rebellion will die in the kingdom Yongchang" In an instant, countless soldiers and civilians on the rear avenue and high houses excitedly shouted with their sincerity and enthusiasm: "Justice will win and rebellion will die Kingdom Yongchang Heroes will remember forever"

Hahahaha~~ I'm a hero hahahaha~~ He was overjoyed. "Yes, you are a hero," the old king solemnly applauded, and led him to the traitor: "Come to the hero, the time has come to eradicate the evil and the roots." You cut off their heads with your own hands. Let justice be remembered forever"

"Justice will prevail" Ayar's teacher solemnly took the Divine Light Sword and said to the king in the most sincere voice: "My sword will always serve Your Majesty, my shield will always protect Your Majesty's land, and my hand will replace Your Majesty to punish a chaotic minister and thief" The king on the opposite side half hugged him happily: "I believe you are coming, slaughter these shameless traitors" Ayar's teacher nodded heavily, and turned to the first traitor who was bound to kneel - his own son ~~

He paused for a moment, and then turned to the second traitor who bound him to his knees—his father

He was dumbfounded, and turned to the third traitor who bound him to his knees—his wife

He froze for a moment, then turned to the fourth traitor who bound him to his knees—his brother

At last he was in a hurry, and turned to the fifth traitor who was bound to his knees, his mother

This~~This~~ He finally turned to the noble king who was not angry and arrogant, and looked at the other party and made a solemn voice: "These are traitors, they plotted to start a rebellion, and they were defeated by you in one fell swoop. Now according to the law of the land and the resolution of all the nobles, they must all be beheaded. Come on, our heroes. Kill them, and you will be made a duke for your loyalty."

Duke~~Duke~~ He turned his head with difficulty, facing his dearest relatives who got along day and night, he raised his sword with a flushed face, and put down his sword with a pale face, and raised his sword again~~ put down his sword again~~ and sweated profusely. In the end, he looked back with difficulty and asked the king: "Can ~~ can you not do this, don't skip words."

"Then how can it be done?" the king glared at the stern fierce eyes, and said in a loud voice: "If you want to be a human being, you must have this kind of awareness, when Emperor Anghuisqi poisoned his father-in-law, he could hold great power and achieve a great cause of earth-shattering; If you want to be a man, you can be hindered by this kind of children's selfish feelings? If you want to be a duke, you have to pass this hurdle."

Ayar's teacher was sweating profusely and raised his sword to aim at his relatives, his arm trembling for a long time but he couldn't cut it off, his eyes were moist, his face twitched, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. In the end, I only heard the king sigh: "Alas~~ If you don't kill them, you will be a traitor to the country." Then it's your turn to hit the ground. ”

Knock~~Ayar's teacher's head fell to the ground~~ Falling on the noisy ground that was scattered with blood and mottled mud, falling on the noisy and explosive killing battlefield, and also falling under the terrifying feet of the giant Flomo, his body had been trampled to pieces, and he was scattered next to his head, let the desolate dust blow and cover, without a trace of sound or protest. Only the two-handed fierce sword with blue light next to it still emitted a faint light of contention.

"Hmm???" In the fierce poisonous clouds and evil winds, Flomo found that he seemed to have stepped on a very stinging strange thing just now, his giant body was stronger than magic steel, how could ordinary things hurt half a point?

He was about to look down, when he suddenly felt a burst of murderous radiation in the air in front of him - a fire ball as big as a farmhouse with a series of 'scorching brilliance' bursting 'scorching brilliance', like a golden spear roaring through the air, and striking a brilliant fireworks light of 'pop' on his body. It almost broke his spell resistance

It turned out to be the Holy Gold Bishop and he also fell into the colorful demonic aura, but he was not shaken by any illusion in the slightest, but coldly glanced at the surrounding sky, only to see that where the huge demonic aura illuminated, all the golden-winged holy warriors were standing in the air, sweating profusely and trembling all over, and thirty or forty elites fell into their own dilemma of fantasy, struggling but unable to extricate themselves.

Bishop St. Gold raised his shining hand and uttered a voice of great firmness: "You must be firm in your convictions, as long as you have God in your heart, right and wrong are just passing by. With God's light and heat, we will eventually move towards a bright and divine future. "In an instant, Bai Haoyao's hand was like the scorching sun breaking through the clouds, and his palm bloomed with hundreds of billions of brilliant golden threads, rushing straight to all directions with the vigorous power of 'the stars and the people'

Everywhere the golden light went, the Golden Winged Holy Warriors were awake, although they were pale and covered in cold sweat, they were no longer restrained by the demon's distorted aura, and they all burst out with extremely angry flames, with the fierce power of 'countering evil and chaos' all over their bodies, they shot sharp crossbow arrows one after another to hit the demons.

And the demon covered in white feathers just smiled, while struggling to raise his wings and raising the wind, he easily dispersed the whistling fast arrows, while taking off the long string of crystal skull necklaces around his neck, and threw them into the sky with all his might: "Brainless eighteen horsemen, kill these little miscellaneous hairs" The long string of crystal skull necklaces scattered into eighteen gem skulls as big as human bodies, each hideous head with a mixed demon light in the wind, a murderous iron helmet on the top, a burly ghost body on the bottom, and a blood-stained black wind axe on the left, The right raw white bone big demon shield, sitting down and bursting out of the body of the demon banner of the thick skeleton war horse, hooves on the power of 'volley' rush through the air - eighteen death knights as big as the sub-giant cavalry ride the poisonous mist, gallop the demon wind, chasing and killing the golden-winged holy warriors in the sky. Suddenly, the golden light exploded, the magic sword crossed the sky, and the 'clanging' was killed in the air into a brilliant and colorful ball. In a few breaths, the bodies of several Golden Wing Holy Warriors were cut off, and the blood of the killing was sprinkled in the air, and the sorrow was all over the place

Seeing that the shape was unfavorable, Archbishop Gold in the air on the side raised his golden and bright holy hand again - now he could not afford to cherish money, and only by using legendary spells could he fight against these demons who came from a strange way and whose power was inexplicably soaring, so above his head, a vertical of golden light gradually unfolded like a fan, and the rainbow inside was the arch. The flames were fences, and a magnificent golden gate about three stories high was revealed in the rain of gold spots, on which the solemn and huge Pero God Emblem composed of clear gold and diamonds was exuding the glittering power of the powerful kingdom of God, ready to open the golden gate wide, release the battle-hardened righteous angel army, and sweep away a qiē demon

"Little Yellow Hair~~" The grand poisonous mist covering the fortress slowly rose up to support the terrifying Flomo that was as high as a watchtower, bringing a rancid power like a sea tide and a sharp sound that pierced people's hearts: "Although this body is not yet the complete body of the Lord, it is more than enough to deal with a little yellow hair like you."

'唪~~' The fierce poisonous mist covered the sky like a vicious wave, surging and swallowing a qiē

"Bang" The surging poisonous clouds in the sky above his head were thundering wildly, and the lightning was splitting the air, blowing up people's scalps and trembling feet. And when he saw his teacher's head lying in the blood and mud, Ayar instantly lost all his strength and fell to his knees, trembling all over: "Teacher~~Teacher~~You are~~"

He whimpered and picked up his teacher's head - yes, his teacher was dead, and his once extremely powerful teacher was trampled like a little bedbug like a little bedbug: "What about your steely martial arts~~ Isn't it useless? In an instant, his tears rained down, the future seemed to have nothing to do with him, the explosions and fights around him had nothing to do with him, he just knelt on the ground and whimpered, until the demonized demon bandits with sharp horns rushed out of the demon bandit fortress not far away, and the black qi of the hand shot over, he hatefully picked up the green and fierce sword next to the teacher's corpse and rushed to kill. Don't say it, this green sword is really much smoother, killing the gray-skinned demon bandits, it's like chopping melons and vegetables, 'Click~~', and the limbs flew around, and the blood splashed everywhere. No one could stop him

People can't stop it, and the magic can stop it, only to see a burly death like a bear in the air, riding on a sword and splitting the corpse of a golden-winged holy warrior, and then rushing down with a little bit of hot blood and rain, Ben didn't see that ~~ The death knight who was as big as a giant was actually a brainless baby

I saw that he not only had a big head and a thick body, like a baby more than ten times magnified, and even the skeleton war horse in the lower left was a little bit of a toy Trojan horse, and what was even more amazing and shocking was the broken head - the small half of the head under the helmet was mutilated with a big gap, and even the skull could be seen empty, only chaotic blood, there was really no brain, but this brainless demon creature screamed and twisted in his mouth, "One qiē rules will eventually be stale, one qiē belief will eventually collapse" raised the black two-handed sword, like a turbid wave covering the head of the fierce slash

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