Hail the King

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

667、A real warrior

Before the words fell, Drogba stopped laughing, his angry eyes widened, his momentum soared, and he was as awe-inspiring as a demon god. He suddenly stepped forward, the wound on his body burst, and blood fell like a spring, but he didn't realize it, and shouted majesticly: " Chop Suey, come here, I will fight you one-on-one, if you can't blow you up with one move, then you are not worthy of being a warrior under the command of King Chambord!"

The prestige is like a demon, and this fierce and unparalleled fighting spirit immediately chilled the whole square.

Even those who stood on the opposite side of Chambord City couldn't help giving their thumbs up secretly at this moment. This Taurus-for-gold saint warrior Didier Drogba is truly a warrior!

"Hahaha, okay, that's what you said. I will give you face today and fight you!" The bearded man was immediately happy when he saw Drogba take the bait, and strode forward, fearing that his opponent would regret it.

Drogba stood unsteadily, staggered, and stared coldly at his opponent.

'Bearded' walked vigorously and was in the best condition. No matter how you looked at this duel, it seemed that the outcome had already been decided.

This kind of battle is completely hitting a stone with an egg.

Drogba must die.

Just when countless people were secretly feeling sorry for Drogba, and couldn't bear to see the tragedy, a turquoise streamer suddenly flashed in the field, and everyone was stunned, only to see a slender, handsome man as bright as the moon in the sky Suddenly, the blond boy with shining brilliance that is hard to look at suddenly appeared in front of Drogba, blocking the way of the bearded man.

"In this battle, let me fight instead of Drogba!" The blond boy said slowly with a smile on his face, so magnificent that the stars in the sky were overshadowed.

Hundreds of emerald green light spots danced up and down on this blond boy's body, like green fireflies clinging to him intimately. Although he didn't show any powerful aura, the aura that was as calm as an abyss, A majestic breath of life spread, but people dare not underestimate it.

Who is this person?

Everyone questioned.

He stood up from the VIP seating area on the other side just now. He was obviously not from Chambord City, but at this moment, he acted for King Chambord. Could it be that he was a friend of King Chambord Alexander? Or is it Chambord City's secret hole card? But looking at the surprised expressions of the Chambord people in the seating area of ​​Chambord City, it doesn't seem like it!

Moreover, this person is so handsome, his handsomeness is beyond the scope of human beings.

Among the people in the square today, Fernando Torres, the golden saint of Sagittarius, the second prince Dominguez, and King Chambord Alexander are all handsome and extraordinary figures, and they are all beautiful men of the generation. But it is still inferior!

"Who are you? Why do you help us?" Didier Drogba shook his body, stunned, and asked suspiciously.

There was also a light of surprise in Torres' eyes.

"Akinfeev, he once had a battle with His Majesty Alexander. He should be regarded as a friend. When a friend is in trouble, he will naturally stand up." The blond boy smiled, his tone was sincere, and he did not hesitate Contrived, people will believe him unconsciously.

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at the blond boy with strange eyes.

With only one meeting, he is willing to stand up and fight for King Chambord Alexander in such a situation. This is tantamount to standing on the opposite side of the strength of several great empires and mercenary groups. This person is not loyal and brave The younger generation is a treacherous and slippery person.

"En? Well, hahaha, I can stand up at this time. You are a true friend of Chambord people. I am very honored to be able to fight side by side with a truly strong man like you." Drogba laughed loudly, full of pride, However, he shook his head again, and said without a doubt: "However, let me do this battle by myself."

Drogba's decision

It surprised everyone even more.

Shambord people, are they all this crazy?

"Your body..." Akinfeev frowned.

"Although my body is injured, it is still more than enough to deal with this gutless bastard in front of me. I, Didier Drogba, am the top golden warrior under the unparalleled Chambord King Alexander. How can I be afraid of this Like a dog!"

These words were spoken loudly, and the situation changed.

No matter how thick-skinned the bearded and powerful man of the Marseille Empire was, he couldn't help being furious at this moment, and shouted: "Okay, I will give you a chance today, and see how you, a half-dead cripple, can fight against me! "After finishing speaking, he mobilized his fighting spirit with all his strength, the waves of the sea roared loudly, and the water elemental power in the air frantically gathered. Although this man was disgustingly courageous, his strength was indeed strong.

The blond boy Akinfeev paused for a moment, but finally chose to step aside gently.

Drogba grinned and nodded to the blond boy, with a sneer of disdain on his rough face, he staggered out, taking every step with difficulty, the wounds all over his body were cracked, and blood spurted continuously. There is almost a bloody road under his feet. His state is very worrying. Let alone fighting, many people have an illusion that as long as he takes one step forward, this tenacious Chambord warrior will fall to the ground and faint. die past.

"Too brave, too brave, although he is a real warrior, but this way is still too brave!"

"What's the difference between fighting in this state and courting death?"

"Could it be that King Chambord watched the strong men under his command die, and still didn't care?"

Many people couldn't bear to watch this scene anymore, and some people complained about Chambord King Alexander. Although it is important to complete the wedding, they watched such a truly loyal and brave warrior, especially a one-month-level powerhouse go To die, but to stop him silently, could it be that Alexander's heart is really forged of iron and stone?

On the faces of Prince Cisse of the Marseille Empire and Prince Sark of the Metz Empire, grim smiles appeared.

"Since you are looking for death yourself, then I will give you a blessing, and it is your honor to die under this deadly moon-level battle qi skill of my own, Death Water Death Spike Superimposed Screech... Hahahahaha, kill! Death! ——Water—Death—Prick—Stack—Add—Wow—!!!!” The bearded moon-level powerhouse of the Mace Empire was like electricity, and he pulled out a seemingly real and illusory line on the ground. The blue phantom, struck out with one palm, immediately transformed into countless water whistling spikes, spinning crazily like sharp drill bits, forming a whirlwind of death ice in the air.

This move is so powerful that it suffocates like the shadow of death. It is indeed a month-level battle qi skill.

On the opposite side, Drogba's figure was staggering, the orange flames on his body had long been extremely dim, and he was weak, as if he could no longer even struggle.

On the square, some people couldn't help but closed their eyes. They couldn't bear to see such a fierce and unparalleled warrior die tragically, and exclamations sounded.

A smug grin appeared on the bearded face.

In the blink of an eye, countless thorns of sky-blue whistling flooded the sky, almost submerging Drogba's stalwart body.

At this moment, Drogba, who had been swaying like a candle in the wind that was about to go out at any moment, suddenly had his eyes full of light, and he was still half-slumped. The orange flame on his body suddenly Suddenly, a huge and strange shield like a tower shield flashed out of his body with the wind, and appeared in Drogba's hands.

"Scrap, die for me!" Drogba laughed wildly, savage like a giant beast, and shouted angrily: "Let you understand that the fighters under the command of Chambord City cannot be defeated by a gutless bastard like you! Take the move! , the true mystery of the Taurus Gold Saint Seiya... Huge-shaped-horn-horn-!!!!"

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Second update.

In the afternoon, I went to school to help my daughter-in-law pack her things, because she will transfer to another school next semester, so I am a little late, please forgive me.

It's still three o'clock today.

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