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Lord Snow Eagle

, Legend of the Dragon King

, super soldiers

, Cultivation of Overturning Rain and Clouds

, Budo Supreme

, King of Eternal Night

, my neighbor is a banshee

, Legend of Xianmu

863、Let's Fight! Gold Saints!

The scythe of death has instantly strangled the necks of the six Zenit powerhouses. With a slight pull, the six will fall.

No one else could see this scene.

Materazzi and Sutton's faces were sharp and angry, and they wanted to yell and reprimand despicableness, but they were locked by the other party's aura and couldn't speak, while the four of Drogba were fearless. He didn't even struggle to resist the sword energy coming from the attack, as if he had something to rely on.

Sure enough, in the next moment, when the six sword qi were about to blast into the bodies of the six people, the transparent and invisible energy of the six paths appeared from nowhere, and blocked the six people without time.

Silently, the twelve terrifying powers that outsiders can hardly detect, launched a silent confrontation at this moment, and a wave of dark energy overflowed in all directions, and the danger in it was like a dark wave. If you are not careful, there will be a stormy sea in an instant.

Finally, after about ten seconds of evenly matched grinding and biting offset, all the strength disappeared.

The six powerhouses only felt that the feeling that made their skin hurt and their bones were about to be broken, like thousands of steel needles being pierced, finally disappeared. The backs of the six people were sweating profusely at the same time, and they almost collapsed. I had a face-to-face dance with the God of Death just now, and the cruelty in it was not enough for outsiders to understand.

"I don't know which is the most powerful person in the world who secretly helped?"

Both Sutton and Materazzi exclaimed in their hearts that they were lucky, and at the same time, there was a glimmer of hope.

If there is an extremely strong man who can resist Dalisandro on the side of Zenit, then the empire may be able to escape today, otherwise, even if he killed the opponent's six moon-level powerhouses before six people, It's just drinking poison to quench thirst, and it can't influence the final overall situation.

...

in the sky.

Dalisandro's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked.

"How can there be such a master hidden in the Zenit camp? This is impossible? Even in the entire Northern Territory, it is impossible to have a strong man who can compete with me. I remember that before going down the mountain, the master once said that the world is a Great, there are only a few old monsters who can fight with me!"

Barely suppressing the shock in his heart, Dalisandro remained expressionless, his eyes swept across the city wall, trying to find the person who shot secretly, but he found nothing. On the city wall of St. Petersburg, even a first-year strong man No, let alone a Daichi-level venerable who can pose a threat to himself.

He carefully recalled the scene just now, and vaguely felt that the strength of the person who shot in the dark should still be inferior to his own, so he felt at ease.

"You, you, you... the six of you, shoot those big rats to death for me..." Dalisandro decided to try again, and he ordered the six moon-level powerhouses around him. The strength of a person is higher than that of the six Zenit powerhouses on the opposite side. It shouldn't be a problem to kill the opponent one-on-one, but in the next moment, he suddenly changed his focus and waved his hand: "You guys shoot together! Come on, to deal with such a group of rats who don't know whether to live or die, you don't have to abide by the rules of warrior duels!"

The sixteen moon-level powerhouses were actually waiting for this sentence.

Since you, Dalisandro, are the second disciple of the Martial Saints in the mainland, and you don’t think it’s embarrassing to fight in groups, then we naturally don’t care. No matter what, keeping your own life is the most important thing. We are here to plunder the treasure of the Sorcerer’s Stone. It's not here to work hard.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sixteen moon-level powerhouses rushed towards the opposite side like hungry locusts.

"Shameless, despicable and shameless!"

"Where did the dignity of the warrior go? Shameless, too shameless!"

On the city wall, whether they were ordinary soldiers or high-ranking nobles, they all roared angrily when they saw this scene. In the continent of Azeroth, where the strong are respected and warriors are paramount, such a scene is absolutely despicable.

but,

The condemnation of the weak is feeble.

Everything, to no avail.

"Hahahaha, come on, I'm going to have a big fight today."

Didier Drogba and Pierce were not afraid, but laughed excitedly. Waves of extremely strange, distant, mysterious and vicissitudes of summoning aura spread from them, and a pale golden square box spun around. manifested from within their bodies.

This is the armor and holy clothing of the second-generation golden saint who has undergone evolution from the Madman Lab.

The box opened automatically, and thousands of golden rays of light bloomed. A golden majestic cow and a golden goat with horns bent like knives galloped out of the box, and immediately disintegrated, turning into countless golden light spots, and the baby swallow returned to its nest Generally cast to the bodies of Drogba and Pierce.

During the golden light masterpiece, the golden light spots turned into the various components of the golden armor, and lightning shrouded the two huge and strong men. The armor appeared on the bodies of the two of them.

This golden battle armor is completely different from any known style of armor on the Azeroth continent in terms of shape and structure. It tightly covers every vital point and joint of the human body, but it does not appear bloated and heavy. Like a part of the human body, it is full of artistic atmosphere and beauty. The two chambord men in golden armor seem to have transformed into demon gods in an instant. Their bodies are towering and cannot be looked up.

In an instant, the power of the two powerful men fluctuated and shot up like a rocket.

The space behind the two of them darkened in an instant, just like the vast and mysterious cosmic space, which is fascinating, and the stars shining with bright silver light suddenly flickered, forming the patterns of Taurus and Capricorn, turning into totems , the seal was printed behind the two strong men.

This sudden scene was extremely strange and difficult to explain, beyond the scope of people's comprehension.

No one, including Dalisandro, could understand or know what the scene before them meant.

And almost at the same time, Inzaghi and Deisler on the other side also completed the same scene of the holy cloth call.

What Inzaghi summoned was the golden holy garment of Gemini, wearing a strange human face armor. No one noticed that four undetectable shadows were hidden behind him and disappeared in a flash.

But what Deisler summoned was the golden holy garment of Virgo. He sat cross-legged in the void, holding a string of golden rosary beads in his hands, closed his eyes, and chanted a strange song softly in his mouth. The melody is mesmerizing, like a dream.

In comparison, Sutton and Materazzi paled a lot. The two had just finished a battle, and their exhausted fighting spirit had not yet fully recovered. Sutton was fine. Under the attack, the momentum is soaring, Materazzi can only bite the bullet and face it!

Boom boom boom boom!

In an instant, the sound of earth-shattering energy colliding and blasting resounded throughout the world.

The six strong men of the Zenit faced the oncoming sixteen moon-level invaders. Neither side had any reservations about each other. The first move was a fatal move, and they broke out with the strongest strength. At the moment when the soldiers were handed over, the four strong men wearing the golden holy clothes showed an unimaginable battle. Almost in an instant, they all blasted an opponent...

And almost at the same time, a stream of golden light shot out from the city of St. Petersburg, with a strength far exceeding that of the four golden saints. A man in his thirties with a firm face, with long flaming hair and golden armor, was shining all over his body With golden light, he inserted himself into the battle group in an unrivaled manner!

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Third update.

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