mijobooks Chapter 213
Chapter 213
Chapter 213-God of War Knights
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These people are indeed the Knights of the God of War under the command of Emperor Caesar.
Headed by a strong one-eyed man with a sledgehammer.
Next to him, there is a middle-aged man holding a knight’s great sword.
The auras of these two people are very strong, and they are both saints.
“Who is in charge here, come out for me?”
The one-eyed burly man with a big hammer came over on a flying horse and shouted loudly.
On the war boat, Lu Zhuang frowned slightly.
I was going to take a look.
Flying White Tiger came over and said, “Master, but there are only two gangsters who know nothing about life and death. It doesn’t take you to come out in person, and the next person can take care of them all.”
Lu Zhuang gave Feitian Baihu a surprised look.
Is this guy so inflated now?
He nodded, “Let’s do it, just call someone if you can’t fight, don’t resist.”
“Subordinates obey!”
A look of joy appeared on Feitian Baihu’s face.
Ever since he was promoted to a saint, he has always wanted to find someone to fight well.
But it has been suffering from no opponents.
Last time he was sent by Lu Zhuang to clean up the tricks and took several shots.
However, he was unlucky, and the treacherous creatures encountered were of average strength.
You can’t have fun at all in the fight.
Although there are a lot of powerful people around the saint level, such as six arms and black horns.
But with Lu Zhuang there, they didn’t dare to make any mistakes.
Thinking hard day and night, I just hope that someone who doesn’t open his eyes can bump into it, and I have a good fight.
Now that this opportunity has finally come, he will naturally not let it go.
Flying White Tiger walked directly to the bow and looked at the group of knights in front.
Immediately, the aura of a saint on his body suddenly radiated out.
Feeling the sacred power emanating from the Daofeitian White Tiger, the complexion of the brawny man holding a sledgehammer became solemn.
But that’s it.
He had known for a long time that there was a saint on the battleship, and the white-haired man in front of him was obviously that saint.
“Hand over the Shenghui crown to me!” The one-eyed strong man holding a sledgehammer stared coldly at the flying white tiger.
Flying White Tiger snorted coldly, “No!”
“You really don’t know how to live or die. It seems that we can only kill you and we will take it ourselves.”
The one-eyed strong man snorted coldly, rushed forward, and smashed the flying white tiger with a sledgehammer in his hand.
Huh!
The flying white tiger shook his body and disappeared in place.
He appeared straight to the side of the strong man.
Raising the claw blade in his hand, he firmly grasped the strong man’s forehead.
What a fast speed… The one-eyed strong man suddenly looked surprised, and quickly raised the sledgehammer in his hand to parry.
boom!
Flying White Tiger slashed a claw on the giant hammer, a burst of sparks splashed, and the other two directly blasted away with the horse.
“Suffer!”
Next to him, the young man holding the knight’s great sword watched his companion being knocked into the air.
The flying white tiger’s eyes ignited the will to fight, without dodge or dodge, he directly waved his claw blade and fought with the opponent.
Boom boom boom!
Energy light rages.
“Be careful, this guy is very strong!”
The one-eyed strong man stabilized his figure and shouted at the man holding the sword.
Then he rode his horse again to kill the Flying White Tiger.
The two joined forces to attack the Flying White Tiger.
On the war boat, a group of people are watching a play.
There is no worry at all.
“Damn it, was robbed of the limelight by Flying White Tiger.”
“After being sanctified, I haven’t played against anyone happily yet.”
“African people…”
“This kind of good thing was even preempted by him.”
Six arms, Black Horn, Xuanyou, and Golden Wing Roc all showed envy and jealousy on their faces.
One by one, the fighting spirit is boiling, and they can’t wait to replace them.
It’s a pity that Feitian Baihu took the lead.
Lu Zhuang sat on a chair, holding a teacup in one hand.
Seeing the battle of the three flying tigers, he suddenly became interested.
So Yan Xiaoxing grinds and spreads paper.
Lu Zhuang draws a pen.
Dip it in ink.
Huh huh!
After a while.
A “Kitten Fighting Picture” is on paper.
“The master painted really well.”
“Too vivid…”
“This painting has a profound artistic conception and is worth at least 200 billion…”
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Everyone praised it.
Even the nine-tailed celestial fox, who is very proficient in calligraphy and painting, is full of praise for Lu Zhuang’s works.
For a while, Lu Zhuang couldn’t help feeling a little fluttering.
I knew that I was so talented in painting, why did I work so hard to be a demon hunter for so long.
Just draw a picture casually and it will be developed.
Therefore, in this life, finding the right direction is the most important thing.
Just when everyone was watching the play.
The battle in the sky has changed.
After all, Flying White Tiger was just a person, and it didn’t take long for him to be promoted to a saint.
After one enemy two, it was a little reluctant after all.
As time passed, it gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Even the one-eyed burly man gave him a hammer on his back and suffered some injuries.
Just when Feitian Baihu wondered whether to ask the people below for help.
Suddenly, a voice came from a distance.
“Bold, you and other Western thieves don’t know the shame, deceive me more and less to the Eastern people, look at the sword!”
Huh!
A dazzling sword light ran across the sky.
The young man holding the knight’s great sword had not had time to react, and was directly pierced by a sword.
His eyes widened, then there was a bang, and his whole body exploded.
This sudden change made everyone stunned.
Seeing through the sound, a young man in white clothes was stepping on a flying sword on the horizon, and coming with a sword.
That incomparable sword light was issued by this person.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this person.
This person is surprisingly the Snow Mountain Sword Master who has taken a different path and returned to his youth.
Swish.
With a flash of light, the young man holding the knight’s sword came back to life.
A look of horror appeared on his face, and he took a step back slightly.
The one-eyed brawny man also shrank his pupils, and a deep jealousy appeared in his eyes.
He could feel the terrifying aura emanating from the boy in front of him.
An alarm bell rang in my heart, and a shadow of death flooded my heart.
The Snow Mountain Sword Master flew over and fell in front of the three of them.
“Who is your excellency?” the one-eyed brawny man asked in a deep voice.
“You don’t deserve to know.” The Snow Mountain Sword Master said lightly.
This sentence made the one-eyed brawny angry.
He is one of the ten war gods of the Knights of the God of War under the command of Emperor Caesar. This guy dares to look down upon himself so much.
“I am the one under the command of Emperor Caesar who defeated the Knights. This person stole Emperor Caesar’s crown of sacred glory. We are capturing this person. I hope your Excellency will not be nosy.”
The one-eyed brawny man moved out of Emperor Caesar, and said threateningly.
“Thinking that moving out of your emperor can scare me?”
The Snow Mountain Sword Master sneered, “I’ll take care of this matter today.”
“In that case, don’t blame us for being impolite, kill me!”
With the one-eyed strong man giving an order, a group of knights behind him immediately killed him.
The one-eyed brawny and the young man with the sword looked at each other, and together they killed the Snow Mountain Sword Master.