In the VIP seating area, some people who were more flexible in their minds suddenly thought of something, and the expressions on their faces began to become weird.

Because at this time, even a fool can see that the mission of the Marseille Empire is definitely deliberately finding fault with the King of Chambord, and it is obvious that it has been prepared for a long time, and it is difficult to jump out at this time, at such a critical moment, asking the side of Chambord City to remove the magic shield is originally a very rude request, and the Prince of Marseille Cisse is simply just finding an excuse to make trouble and declare war on Chambord City.

The air smells of intrigue and killing.

There are successive [Wind Horses] and the powerhouses of the Maasai Empire attacking Chambord City, and things are definitely not as simple as they seem on the surface.

This big wedding night, but it won't go too well.

......

The three masters of the Marseille Empire approached silently, and with a tsunami-like momentum, they mercilessly crushed towards the opposite side.

"Hahaha, don't hurry up and open the [Water Curtain Tianhua] protective shield, otherwise, this prince will go on a killing spree today, hmph, a small vassal country, dare to disobey the will of this prince, and if I don't teach you a good lesson, I can't let you lowly nouveau riche understand what is the real foundation!"

Cice, the prince of Marseille, was triumphant and commanding, and his eyes were full of undisguised provocation and banter.

There are already two moon-level powerhouses who have been entangled, can you still have a moon-level powerhouse stand up in a small subject country?

This was the idea of Cisse, the prince of Marseille.

It's also the same idea of many people in the VIP area.

However, just when many people thought that Chambord City was already at an absolute disadvantage, a scene that made them feel heart-pounding reappeared-

"Shameless things, fools who fight with people, isn't the Maasai Empire great?"

With a cold snort of disdain, in the sitting area of Chambord City opposite, three figures with an abyss of breath and standing proudly walked out slowly, also lined up, and stood in front of the one hundred and ten Chambord City management warriors and Best, as if an unattainable city wall had been erected, and the momentum of the three masters of the Marseille Empire on the opposite side was crushed by like waves crashing on a hard reef, completely shattered, and was actually eliminated in an instant!

"Three moon-level masters again?! This is impossible!" someone was so shocked that he exclaimed.

That's impossible!

These four words have been mentioned too many times this evening, in less than half an hour that has just passed.

Every time it seems impossible, Chambord City creates miracles.

The three powerhouses of Chambord City, one of them had short silver-white hair, a burly body, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression, and the pale golden fighting aura was shrouded in flames, even if it was not condensed in the void, just by that majestic aura, it had already been shown that he was also a powerhouse of moon-level strength.

The other two, one with a large black semi-short head, a tall and thin body, with slender arms above the knees, a fair complexion, and a pair of eagle eyes burning brightly, and the other slightly emaciated, about twenty years old, gave people an extremely flexible feeling, as if he could disappear into the air when he turned around.

"It's Pierce, Petr Cech and Robben!"

Outside the light curtain, the Chambord people were boiling, they recognized the faces of these three moon-level powerhouses, they were all warriors born and raised in Chambord City, and now, under the cultivation of the supreme Chambord King, they have become so powerful!

Some outsiders who had previously known the number of masters in Chambord City were also shocked to the point that they lost their ability to speak.

Domingos, the second prince of Zenit, accidentally pushed too hard and barked at the disabled puppy Oka in his arms......

"Paul Pierce, the guardian of the Twelve Golden Peaks of Chambord City, the Capricorn Golden Saint. ”

Paul Pierce seemed to have fully comprehended the essence of His Majesty's usual pretense, he put on the coolest pose, with the most pretentious emphasis, and reported his name word by word, his eyes, like an eagle-like falcon, were terrifying, staring at a moon-level powerhouse of the Marseille Empire opposite, and in the next moment, his figure was just a flash, and he instantly forced in front of the opponent, punching out, and the sword qi was in the air.

It was also at this moment that a cloud of azure light suddenly flashed on the ground of the square.

In the next moment, everyone saw in disbelief that the white-haired Pierce and this moon-level powerhouse of the Marseille Empire were surrounded by another sky blue circle of light with a diameter of about twenty meters, and on the ground within the circle, six-pointed stars flickered, and esoteric and strange sky blue runes continued to flicker, and a wall of light was erected at the edge.

Bang bang!!!!!!!!!!!

Boom Boom Boom Boom !!!!!!!!!!!

The two moon-level powerhouses had already fought hundreds of blows in an instant.

In the fierce battle, the sharp and terrifying energy that was enough to pierce the mountains overflowed like a raging wave, but once it hit the blue wall of light, it disappeared in an instant, without causing the slightest ripple.

Again...... Another forbidden spell-level magic array?

"No, it's ...... It's the [Water God War Seal], oh my God, this ...... How did Chambord City master this magic array again?"

This time, [War Pirate] Melberry was the first to react, with his experience, at this time, he couldn't help but scream out loud, it can be seen how shocked his heart is, only the real veteran powerhouse understands what the existence of [War Seal] means, Melberry's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and there was a little fear in his heart for the first time. For the victory or defeat of today's action, there is finally a trace of wavering.

Chambord City, the King of Chambord, so that he can't see the depth at all.

Meanwhile.

Two more sky-blue flames flickered on the ground.

The other two masters of the Mace Empire have already encountered their respective opponents, and without the slightest ability to dodge, they were divided and besieged by the [Water God War Seal] that appeared on the ground, and they could not join forces with each other, and they were together with the powerhouses of Chambord City.

"Guardian of the Twelve Golden Sacred Peaks, Scorpio Saint Seiya Peter Cech!"

"Guardian of the Twelve Golden Sacred Peaks, Celestial Celestial Golden Saint Seiya Aryang Robben!"

The two voices of breaking off in unison, in the [Water Town Battle Seal], Cech and Robben took the initiative to attack at the same time, the pale golden sharp gold fighting spirit and the cyan wind fighting spirit were magnificent, and as soon as they struck, they were ruthless and killed, rushing towards the two moon-level powerhouses of the Marseille Empire.

above the square.

Among the three [Water God Battle Seals], there was a continuous earth-shattering sound of fighting energy.

The terrifying energy turbulence, like a tsunami, even submerged the bodies of the six masters who were fighting frantically, even with the blocking of the [Water God War Seal] wall of light, everyone could still feel the suffocating aftermath of the battle.

Watching the life-and-death duel between moon-level powerhouses so closely, for most people, it was the first time, and they only felt that their hearts were shaken, and some star martial artists with slightly lower strength were even more excited, and they were engrossed in observing the three battle circles, for fear that they would miss any of the wonderful pictures, because maybe a certain move at a certain moment could inspire them to break through the shackles that had plagued them for a long time.

At this time, the square is north.

On the nine-story thirty-six-step platform, which was ignored by everyone because of the tension in the field, the silent back of the Chambord King Alexander has been step by step, not in a hurry, not slow, and extremely leisurely, holding the two peerless princesses, without the slightest smell of fireworks, the sky blue robe fluttering in the night wind, leaving the world and independent, floating out of the dust, chic and beautiful, stepping on the steps to the peak of the ninth layer, there are less than four steps left.

The attack of the two behemoths within a radius of millions of miles, the [Horse of the Wind] and the Maasai Empire, if they were other little kings, they would have been so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy...... However, it could not make King Chambord turn around or even look at it.

"Hmph, King Chambord, you are a little too arrogant, the head of Melberry and the prince of Cisse are so noble, you asked you in person, you even ignored it, and the sword fought against each other...... Do you really think that if this is your territory, no one will be able to uphold justice and justice?"

In the VIP seating area, another person stepped forward.

It was Aditto Sack, the prince of the Metz Empire.

Behind him, there were also three strong men with unkind faces.

The same words, the same attitude, the same provocation, the same excuse, everyone did not expect that at this time, the Metz Empire also chose to stand on the opposite side of Chambord, and like the prince of the Marseille Empire, Cice, the choice of Sack must represent the will of the Metz Empire.

Chambord City has provoked so many powerful forces at the same time, what is going on?

Just when countless people felt that the situation had developed in a terrible direction that no one could predict, suddenly-

Bang!

A figure fell from the sky and slammed into the ground.

It was Chambord City's first moon-level powerhouse, Didier Drogba, a strong man with a burly body like a mountain, at this time, several bloody wounds on his body were shocking, and the blood couldn't stop flowing down, dyeing half of his body red, he was half-kneeling in place, his right arm was propped up on the ground, and his feet were even more bloodstained, soaked in smashed rubble.

This embarrassed look...... Is it difficult for Moral Roba to lose?

Just when everyone thought that Chambord City had lost first, all of a sudden, another black shadow fell straight from the sky, and smashed on the ground like a meteor, with smoke and dust everywhere, and debris flying, but this figure was directly lying on the ground, motionless, without the slightest breath.

It is [Bitter Death] Elm, the moon-level master of [Wind Horse].

This butcher, who has been famous for a long time, turned out to be ...... Dead in battle!

The expressions of everyone who had not had time to bloom instantly froze on their faces.

Melberry's eyes widened, he couldn't believe the scene he saw, Elm was his most trusted arm, his strength was outstanding, he was a veteran moon-level powerhouse, he fought thousands of times, rarely defeated, and today he actually died in a small Chambord City?

"Phew!" Under the gaze of everyone, Drogba, who was like a bloody person, slowly stood up, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, his fighting spirit was undiminished, and his momentum was soaring, like a crazy beast, intimidating, he didn't dare to look at it directly, Drogba spit out a mouthful of blood disdainfully, looked at Sark, and said: "Preside over justice? It's up to you? It's really *** laughing to death! Where is justice?

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