Chapter 0189: The Death of the Hundred Flower Knights, the Soul of the Demon Mountain Lost in the Yellow Sand (2)

The magic mountain roared, like a wounded mountain lion, and its voice was full of endless sadness in its ferocity......

The strength of his body drained from every wound in his body like the ebb tide of the sea, and the feeling of powerlessness terrified him, and he wanted to turn around and chase after the tiny black ants, the despicable ants who dared to sneak up on him on the ground and behind him, but found that it was very difficult for him to turn around, and the giant sword in his hand was as heavy as a mountain, so that he could no longer raise his hands.

Rumble!

Demon Mountain's sword was inserted into the ground to support the crumbling huge body, his knees could no longer help him stand, the severe pain burned like a flame in every injured part of his body, and the last strong breath collapsed, Demon Mountain suddenly fell to his knees, and the kneecaps of his legs that had been pierced by sharp objects rubbed violently, and the severe pain he had never experienced made him wail loudly, this painful wail, like a dying wolf burned by a fire, its voice was terrible, the voice of the Demon Mountain was not an ordinary person, it was as high-pitched as his strength, which frightened the surrounding war horses, and some timid horses escaped from the reins......

Countless aristocratic women and commoner women covered their ears one after another, and more little girls and little boys were already frightened and wept by this miserable howl from hell...... Many children cried and hugged their mothers, not knowing what terrible things had happened, and the screams of fear could still be heard in their ears......

Despite this, the black shadow behind the Demon Mountain was still cautious and ruthless, and with two swords, piercing the shoulder blades of the Demon Mountain's shoulders, the Demon Mountain abandoned the sword with both hands, and his body collapsed like a mountain of meat, shaking the ground with sand and dust. He was a violent and bloody man, and he had no defeat since he was eight years old in his life, killing countless people, and abusing others like a devil, so he gained a demon's notoriety.

And because the body is like a mountain, all of them are lean muscles, and the strength is infinite, even if it is a strong man with the same body, it is not his opponent at all, so it is also called a mountain.

The magic mountain fell to the ground, trying to look up at the black ant behind him, he was covered in blood, his legs were crippled, his right foot was cut off, he had become a stump, his legs were pierced through the kneecaps, and he could no longer stand, his shoulder blades were pierced, and he could no longer swing his sword...... The bloodletting of the major arteries is actually the endless power of the Magic Mountain......

"Take him!" Queen Cersei screamed, "Take down the Man in Black, he is not an executioner, and he has no right to execute the Demon Mountain." Where are the people of the West?"

This is an urgent sentence that causes serious confusion! Queen Cersei often says some key words and gives some orders that should not be given at critical moments.

The queen gave an order, the horse's hooves roared, and the knights of the Western Realm came out together, and went straight to the martial arts arena to rob the magic mountain.

Buck, the captain of the Demon Mountain Guard, had a cruel smile in his eyes, and the Demon Mountain seemed to be certain to die, which made him happy and excited. He thought that except for his strength, the magic mountain was inferior to him in other aspects...... The magic mountain is dead, and Buck is standing!

Prime Minister Eddard Stark jerked to his feet and shouted in a deep voice, "Knights of the North, stop the Westers." ”

At the sound of an order, the Knights of the North all rushed out, and Tyron Ash charged ahead, his sword unsheathed, and he ran as fast as a shadow lynx, and in a short range, the war horses could not match it.

With a bang, Tyron Ash ran at the front, the sword in his hand, the scythe of death.

With a roar, the knights of the riverbend ran out angrily, they lost their young master, their grief can be imagined, Rao is so, they are still restrained, competitive martial arts, every time there are deaths, injuries and disabilities, and there are many accidents. The king had ordered the Magic Mountain to be taken, and they could only endure it even though they were angry. However, the queen's knights of the Westlands suddenly rushed out to grab people, and they couldn't stand it anymore.

The vassals and knights of the Tyrells of Riverbend rushed out and rushed straight to the Knights of the West. The shining sword is raised high, and it is no longer a stop, it is a bloody battle of life and death!

The Knight of the Western Frontier was attacked on both sides, and the momentum of his advance was suddenly suffocated.

"Stop the Westsiders!" shouted Anders Ellenwood, the only nobleman of Dorne to participate in the tournament, with his sword drawn, and the Dornish people rushed into the tournament under the leadership of Anders Ellenwood.

Dorn, who has been living in humiliation in the West.

The three Royal Forest Iron Guards and the golden-robed team converged, with the Iron Guards as the main ones, and rushed to the middle of the field first, surrounding the Demon Mountain, and also surrounding the black-clothed man who knocked down the Demon Mountain in the middle.

Subsequently, the King's Guards also arrived, and together with the Golden Robes, they formed a battle queue.

"Stupid woman, whoever gives you the power to give orders, I am the king. Robert was furious.

The little devil came to the king's side: "Your Majesty, please order all the knights of the kingdom to withdraw from the tournament to avoid scuffle." ”

", Lannister. Robert scolded, "It's all caused by your Lannisters, who have a vicious dog, but can't stand it." Will killed well, he should have cut down all the vicious dogs in your west. Get out of the way, the little devil —— all the knights, and return to their viewing area. The Magic Mountain was under the responsibility of the King, the Prime Minister, and the Imperial Justice, and was now taken over by the Kingsguard and the Capital Garrison, and the rest of the people withdrew. ”

Robert's voice resounded through the arena.

Littlefinger Petyr had also arrived at the king's side and queen, his body was straight, and the corners of his mouth carried the trademark narrow smile: "Your Majesty, even if Will the man in black did something wrong, he shouldn't make a move." So how do you want to punish him, kill him, take down the Magic Mountain, but His Majesty the King ordered it, and the Magic Mountain is not something that can be taken down by reaching out with a red apple. We all knew that Will was going to take him down, and there was no other way to do it than with his sword. According to the law, we can't kill Will, at most we can put him in black. Hehe, but he's already dressed in black. ”

The little devil looked at Littlefinger with an ugly face. He was in a bad mood just now because he was worried that the melee would cause enemies in the western realm to be scolded.

"The Westside retreats first. The Tyrell vassals shouted, their voices filled with grief and indignation.

"The Western Realm rolls out of the martial arts arena first. Anders Ellenwood spoke ill of him.

"The Northerners quit first. Eddard Stark shouted. Ed is always the first to be the first to do and the last to be in the North.

The Northern Knights team was disciplined and stopped.

Only Tyron Ash had already approached the Westside team, and with a snort, an arrow flew out, hitting the Tyron helmet mask.

While!

Arrows bounce off.

With the experience of the last battle against the Magic Mountain, Tyron Ash has already lowered his mask beforehand.

Adam Malbran was a sharpshooter who lived up to his name, but in the face of a moving ironclad fortress, a small arrow seemed too small.

Taryn Ash roared, and a thunderbolt erupted on a sunny day, and the entire Westside team formed in a deformation, and the hired riders and freelancers turned around and walked away.

Taryn Ash's greatsword was raised, and a slaughter splattered the arena of blood.

For thousands of years, this will be the first time in thousands of years.

"Taryn Ash, go back. A clear voice wasn't high, but it was enough for Tyron Ash to hear clearly.

I don't know when, Will the man in black has already arrived at Tyron Ash's side, and his dark night has been inserted back into the sword belt, and he is hidden by the black clothes, black armor and black cloak.

Tyron Ash's greatsword glittered in the sun, setting off him like a mighty god.

Will was a kid next to him.

"The team battle competition hasn't started yet. Will added, a faint smile in his voice, "When the time comes, you will be able to unleash all your strength, and let all the people of the Seven Kingdoms, the wandering singers and bards, come and sing the word of your Tyronn Ashes." ”