In the wilderness, a battle, no, is the massacre unfolding.

Robert held up his scepter, and a large area of ​​frost mixed with storms were raging.

Faced with a group of weak chickens, Robert unscrupulously turned on the crazy mode. With the help of instant movement, he kept changing positions. Storms swept over one after another, turning the whole wild area into a piece of ice and snow.

Three ice demons have gathered around him, one of which is the diamond-level ice demon he brought back from his last plane trip, and the other two are just reborn. Because they have been promoted to the diamond-level, the new ice demons are now all in the golden-level, and their initial existence has reached twenty days.

All the three ice demons were given elemental torrent ability by Robert, and they took action together. The ice tide surging, like an ice wind and waves swept through the sky. Occasionally, Robert would set off fireballs, which was purely a show-off.

About sixty witch knights were blown away by Robert alone, and everyone else was stunned.

One candidate said: "Brother, I don't know if Sister Ye can kill all of us alone. I can definitely see this black guy Luo Bu."

Ye Mo smiled and said, "Are you convinced now?"

The candidate next to him gave him a blank look: "I am not convinced by the fact that I am convinced."

"At least my intuition is still useful." Ye Mo seized the opportunity and praised himself indifferently: "Think about it, Luo Carrot also listened to the elder sister's words."

"Nonsense, we know this." Everyone answered unhappily.

Robert showed his majesty in infinite coolness, but he didn't know that in the eyes of others, it was just used to highlight Ye Qingxian's majesty.

After a battle at this moment, the killing was almost done. Ye Qingxian walked over and grabbed a living person and said, "Tell me, who are you?"

The knight glared at Ye Qingxian and shouted: "All evil voters, you will all die!"

Ye Qingxian snorted coldly: "It seems you are looking for trouble first, right? I noticed that you came straight for us when you came, that is, you know us. Have you met other voters before?"

The knight raised his neck and refused to answer.

Ye Qingxian sneered: "Maizi, I'm looking at you."

Maizi walked over with a smile, and a talisman was posted: "Have you ever met a voter who is almost the same strength as the Black Iron Level?"

The knight's eyes were dumbfounded and replied: "Yes, we caught one."

"Catch it? How did you catch it?"

"He was thrown away by a Gripen."

"Where are people now?"

"Sold to Kuchman as a slave."

“Who is Kuchman?”

"A businessman."

"Where has he been?"

"It should be Black Bowl City."

"Have you done him?"

The knight shook his head: "He is just a black iron staircase and is not worth caring about."

Maizi breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss is fine, it seems that he has his own plans."

Ye Qingxian was very angry: "I actually sold Junlin as a slave? These bastards said, how many people do you have and where is the camp?"

The knight honestly replied: "There are still one hundred and forty, and Priest Jerene is our leader, thirty miles away from the rear."

"At that little, I dare to come and hunt voters? I'm really self-righteous." Ye Qingxian sneered and twisted the knight's neck.

"It's probably the boss who gave them the confidence." Robert smiled wickedly.

If you easily catch a voter from the beginning, your instinctively will make people be complacent and ignore the danger.

Of course, the most important thing is that voters don’t enter the plane many times, and most indigenous people have never seen voters at all. As the targets of being hunted by the entire plane, indigenous people do not take them to heart, so it is natural that they instinctively ignore the danger.

"What should I do now?" A candidate named Bell asked. He was the candidate with special speed. He was the first to rush in and knocked Ye Qingxian back to save Junlin. However, this kid is good at being a good person, which later calmed down Ye Qingxian's anger.

Ye Qingxian thought for a while and said murderously: "It completely flattened the tribe that sold the boss. He dared to sell the boss. This place must be retrieved!"

Lang Kun asked: "Then your boss..."

"I care about him to die!" Ye Qingxian cursed angrily.

When Junlin had an accident, she was more anxious than anyone else. Now that she knew Junlin was fine, her anger turned to Junlin: "This mess is fine and fine and ran over and let people sell it. Does he think it's fun? If he wants to be a slave, then let him be a good enough. Kill people first! I want to quell the fire!"

Seeing her angry look, Lang Kun secretly asked the little monkey: "Brother, Sister Ye... she is not your sister-in-law, right?"

The little monkey thought for a while and replied: "No."

So everyone nodded together: "That's right."

Who dares to want such a fierce girl?

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At the Cabillo Arena, King's Landing ushered in his first first game.

A silver third-level beast soul warrior.

A beautiful host shouted in the stands: "Today's opening show is a Black Iron-level fighter who challenges a Silver Level 3 fighter. Although their level is a little lower, as a cross-level challenge, I believe there are still many interesting things to watch. So now, welcome our Alpine Warrior Pabrov!"

A strong beast soul warrior had walked out of the arena, holding up his shield and dagger, and shouting in the sky.

The host also knew that there was no need to give too much introduction to the low-level events, so he said directly: "Next, please invite our immortal king!!!"

"Immortal King Kong?" Standing behind the iron fence, Junlin looked back at Kuchman.

Kuchman smiled and said, "I gave you my name, I hope you like this one."

Junlin smiled and said, "Your naming level is also very average."

Where did the word "典" come from?

Kuchman was confused.

He skipped this and said directly: "Be careful when fighting. That guy is a silver rank and can summon three beast souls..."

Before he could finish his words, Jun Lin walked out with a broken sword.

When you come to the core of the Grand Arena and look around, you will see spectators everywhere.

They sat in the stands, roaring like a tide, which was an unparalleled expectation for the coming fight and blood.

"Hey, bastard, take out all your strength! I've suppressed all my money on you, triple the odds, fuck that guy to death!" a spectator sitting nearer shouted.

Junlin nodded at him: "You will win."

"Tear him, Pabrov!"

"Crush him!"

"I bet on you within three moves that guy!"

"Roar!" The fierce man named Pabrov raised his shield and short sword in his hand again, and hit him desperately, and the shadow of the beast soul appeared behind him.

He grinned at Jun Lin: "Die!!!"

Junlin looked at the knife in his hand: "Okay."

brush!

He threw the knife out like a lightning, hitting the other person's throat.

The fierce man fell straight down.
Chapter completed!