The king of the enemy on the main seat suddenly came back to his senses, he turned the two diamond walnuts in his hand, the creaking sound heard the cold hair of the people below standing upright, looking at the king of the enemy in his hand a hundred times harder than steel diamond walnuts, feeling that they were about to be crushed, the king of the enemy made a look of mourning, and sighed: "This is the king's negligence, did not stop them when they made a life and death agreement, resulting in the tragic death of the guests!" Knowing that the guest was so fragile, he should have put on a battle armor, and it was really unbearable to die like this! By the way, in the hands of this king, there is also a skilled servant who can sew up the body of a person who is divided into eight pieces, like a servant of the guest, and cut it into two wounds, so that you can be sewn seamlessly, and you will not be seen at all on the outside!"

Du Xu felt interesting, and said in his heart: This enemy king is also a wonderful person, it is rare for him to be sarcastic with a gun and a stick, and he is so sincere, just now I saw that he was quite deep in the city, and I thought he was a serious and boring person! Also, if on the surface of a deep city, it makes people vigilant, but this kind of powerful and powerful, sometimes playful image is easier to prove the submission of subordinates, and it also makes people feel good and does not lose distance, the joke of the king of the enemy aroused the hatred of everyone present, and cleverly belonged to the leader of the Chinese camp, and separated it from the Westerners, but let his rule be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Rednor's eyes flashed with coldness, and it was also a shame that he still knew that he was in the palace of the enemy king, and he was the enemy country, otherwise according to his lawless nature in the West, he would have to be turned upside down by such cynicism. As a prince of the blood clan, he is a high-ranking and powerful lord who leads a country in the West, when did he receive such an insult, on the one hand, he hated everyone in the palace of the king of hatred in his heart, and on the other hand, because the blood clan attached great importance to his life, he had to deal with it carefully. He didn't dare to be angry with the king of the enemy, but hated the people of the East China Sea team who lost his face.

Rednor had to put on a smile all over his face, as if he were facing a noble lady with the same grace and decency as he was facing the most delicious blood of the noble virgin, and he replied with a graceful salute: "O dear king of the East, how can my servant not tremble under your light, and how can the warriors of the East not fight bravely under your protection?" That humble servant is just a third-rate warrior who has taken refuge in us on a small island in the Far East, how can the natives of a mere island compare with the samurai of the upper kingdom? Of course, he cannot represent the strength of our western warriors, after all, he is only a weak native of the Far East, please allow me to send my country's real warriors to give you a gift!"

These words trampled the face of the East China Sea team into the mud, making everyone in the East China Sea team angry, disguised as an ordinary witch fox eared woman, her hand tightly grasped the folding fan branded with countless talismans, the cruel blood in her eyes flashed, and her body was about to step forward as soon as she moved, the captain of the East China Sea glanced at her coldly, and said slowly: "Miyamoto! The glory of the samurai must be proved by the blood of the enemy, please use your anger to kill the enemy!"

Miyamoto was frightened into a cold sweat, she lowered her head in fear, expressing her obedience, the words of the captain of the East China Sea made the original group angry and angry The East China Sea team was suddenly silent, and everyone in the East China Sea team was frightened and silent, and they stood aside honestly one by one, for them dignity or something, how can their own lives be important, and they are not the madman of Yanagi!

The king of the enemy listened to Rednor's request, and felt very embarrassed, Lu Hui had already passed ten games, and it was not appropriate to let him shoot again, and Redno was so confident, Lu Hui might not necessarily resist the past, but it was said that it was to compete for the seat on the high platform, and it was not good to let the sitting ancestors make a test, and his subordinates could not send it down, so that the group of meat feet below would shoot, purely to deliver food to Rednor, and he would definitely lose his face.

King Qiu's eyes flickered, and he was thinking about whether to let his hidden hands make a move, lose a little better, and not lose too much of his face, Du Xu seemed to know King Qiu's concerns, and reminded casually: "It seems that there is another guest, although the reputation is not obvious, but the status is not low! King Qiu can't snub her!"

"Huh?" King Qiu looked out of the hall consciously, although the person had not yet arrived, but King Qiu's spiritual sense had already felt a sharp sword aura, the person who came was like a divine weapon that had been sealed for thousands of years, and under the simple and unpretentious atmosphere, it was a cold and piercing sword aura, but after all, King Qiu underestimated the person who came, in Du Xu's spiritual sense, the awe-inspiring sword qi was only on the surface, and the unpredictable mystery between yin and yang underneath was the real terrifying place.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but I've made progress again!" Du Xu thought playfully, and then sighed, "The martial artist is really fast in the realm!" A full-fledged battle, you can push the martial arts to a higher level, like those of us who practice the Xuanmen Immortal Dao, which is not to work hard to accumulate savings, even if you have the Kunlun Mirror, an innate treasure, after the initial rapid progress, now it is also a turtle speed of progress, my kind of Xuanmen authenticity is okay, at least the accumulation is a solid accumulation, and when the bottleneck is broken, it is the dragon ascending to heaven. ”

Like a monk in the supernatural world, it will be miserable! When he started to practice, he did not follow the right path, and he collected the evil qi between heaven and earth early, and all kinds of chaotic breath polluted his soul, and the pure soul of Xuanmen was like a fetus, growing naturally in a simple environment, and the soul grew very rapidly. Although the cultivation method of the supernatural world can be easily cultivated into mana, when casting spells, there is no need for the Xuanmen Orthodox sect to mix true qi and soul power to modulate mana, but the soul is like a pregnant fetus, which is directly exposed to heaven and earth, and it is very hard to grow up, and there are countless sequelae!

The monks of the supernatural world have practiced for a hundred years, and the increase in soul power may not be as much as the one-time light growth of the Xuanmen authentic bath, not to mention that the Xuanmen authentic cultivation is a straight avenue, flat and straight, a hundred times faster than the supernatural world!

Thinking of the misery of the cultivators in the supernatural world, Du Xu couldn't help but set his eyes on the sword qi that was slowly approaching the main hall, and said secretly: This is the real leap and bound! In just ten months, he has changed from a third-rate martial artist on the rivers and lakes to a supreme martial artist who is not inferior to the Four Heavenly Pillars under the enemy king. Du Xu glanced at Lu Hui with a strange expression, and sighed secretly: It's just that the price is a little painful, such a magic method has no value to promote, 100,000 eunuchs sweep the world or something, it's really too inhumane, even a hard-hearted person like me feels a little unbearable!

Feeling that the fierce sword aura was getting closer and closer, the Qiu Wang still looked unaware, stared at the slender figure standing in the ring for a long time with a smile, and slowly said to Rednor: "Is this the warrior chosen by the Western guests?" Redno smiled proudly: "Afrin is one of the most heroic warriors among us, an earl who rules a vast territory!" Speaking of this, Rednor choked unconsciously, he was used to the saying of the Western Continent, and he blew his head for a while, and then he remembered that he was standing in a vast territory to ** In terms of countries, this damn Huaxia is even bigger than the entire Western Continent combined, and this is not counting his subject countries, otherwise it will exceed the area of the two Western Continents. If those people asked how big was the territory of Afrin, how would he answer? Would it be the size of a county town in Huaxia? It would make him laugh at the Huaxia people to death!

Fortunately, everyone didn't have the heart to get to the bottom of it, otherwise this "noble" and "elegant" nobleman of the dark night would have to do such an unseemly thing as lying in public! Rednor saw that everyone looked uninterested, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "He is a real nobleman, a truly decent son of blood, I believe he will definitely show his heroic demeanor!" As he spoke, he looked around and smiled proudly: "Does anyone want to challenge this noble son of blood?" He's going to give everyone a decent defeat in the ring!"

Du Xu smiled very happily, he glanced at Redno with a smile, nodded lightly and said with a smile on his face: "There is a guest again, this person is a martial arts master, and he should have a place on this high platform!" Redno sneered: "Then where is he now? Why haven't I seen it?" The Qiu Wang also asked: "Oh! There is such a martial arts master, I should stand up and greet him!" Can you tell me where this master is now?"

Du Xu scolded secretly: "Old fox, you continue to pretend!" On the surface, he smiled as bright as the sun, as if he had no scheming, and exclaimed loudly: "So much so that the door of the main hall is outside!"

Before the words fell, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and a red-clothed figure stood in the middle of the gate, although it was already the moon in the middle of the sky, but the people who leaned into the door still couldn't help but squint their eyes, as if the fiery red of the morning sun shot from the east, stabbing people's eyes burning. The moonlight shone down from the sky, shining into the hall through the woman in red, and it turned out to be blood-colored, red and dazzling, and the blood was shaking, as if it was a round of blood moon on the horizon, full of a solemn atmosphere.

No one saw how the door opened, it seemed to be a gust of wind, and it was like a bright moon, gently opening the door for her, and she stood there, as if she had been there since ancient times, it was a woman dressed in red, her hazy face could not be seen clearly in the moonlight, but everyone could still see from her elegant and moving posture that she must be a very beautiful woman.

Beautiful? Maybe, woman? Not necessarily!

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