"Hohaha, let you guys, let me bully my Chao brother." Fat Cat Shi Shi returned to Chen Chao from mid-air. The magician position opposite was already in a state of grief. Du Li, who was a little lucky just now, felt indescribable at this moment. Even the boss Cuenca was shocked. Unexpectedly, the two troops with the strongest attack power disappeared or severely injured. Some of them were killed without courage, and some of them were hiding various lightning attacks that appeared in the sky at any time. They were completely confused. The Qingmu Gang was only one step away from the Nanshan interface, and there were only hundreds of tired defensive gangs left here. The leader of Hulk was vigilant to look at these murderous guys.

"Brothers, are you afraid?" Hulk shouted. To be honest, the strength on the opposite side was enough to shock everyone here.

"I'm not afraid, anyway, it's better to die than to die. To be honest, we can't stay in this evil city." Several gang members said almost in unison.

"That's right, you can die at best." A group of people shouted. The weapons also pointed to the sky. No one pointed to the upcoming enemy. Of course, before these dying people arrived, the whole situation suddenly changed drastically when the two teams were about to come into contact. Nothing else, the sweat-blooded corps actually broke out of the ground, which was enough to make Chen Chao and the others vomit blood depressed.

"Senior sister, what's going on? Aren't they buried alive?" Chen Chao asked.

"I don't know either. I summoned the deepest crack in this continent. It was not covered with ordinary soil, but the thickest and heaviest Tiger Mountain Rock." Cao Lan was also confused.

"Okay, now is not the time to discuss who is right and who is wrong, prepare for the fight." Bruce shouted back.

"Oh." The two of them agreed with the child's virtue, and various magic clouds in the sky began to gather, followed by magic attacks like rain attacks on the newly formed earth wall and barrier. Those magicians with bright magic attributes almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Teacher Avier took action. The composite magic magic saint, which had both fire and thunder attributes, completely reversed the situation as soon as they took action. Cuenca, who was a little lucky just now, tasted the pain of joy and sorrow for the first time. Just as the sweat-blooded corps broke out from the ground, the guy immediately summoned his gang members to quickly form several attack formations. As a result, before he could get close, he was struck by fireballs and lightning beams everywhere.

"It turns out to be Miss Aville from the Imperial Academy. It's been a long time since we saw each other." Prael rose into the air and shouted at the encirclement.

"I said who gave this little gang such a big courage and dared to ignore the law enforcement hall. It turned out that it was your Sweat and Blood Corps who supported them. Do you think your Nubian boss has no shame to meet people?" Avel also rose to mid-air and answered.

"What are you doing when you come to Miami City to make trouble? Be careful that our Tanas will help you catch all your students." Cuenca shouted at Avier.

"That person named Prael, hurry up and kill these guys, and I will double the rewards you."

"Noisy." Two thunder and lightning columns appeared in the sky at the same time. Poor Cuenca was already very dark. Now there was almost no other color on her body. Except for the two eyes that were still turning, it proved that he was still alive. This also requires thanks to his strong strength. The body of the golden warrior and the original thunder attributes allowed him to escape this disaster.

"When will it be your turn, a senior wizard, to interrupt the battle between the saints?" Plar said sneered. Cuenca also fell to the ground, leaving only two groups of people in the entire Nanshan Square, and the two groups of people were fighting to the sky. The wind and clouds changed their expressions.

"As a teacher, the students you lead are too rude. How happy our old friends are gathering together, she insisted on asking us to go to the Great Rift Valley to see it. I forgot to tell the children that our corps strangled a level 12 giant python king in the Great Rift Valley. Haha." Praer said with a smirk.

"However, having such ability at a young age is enough to show that the Imperial Academy is indeed a place to cultivate talents. But our Sweat and Blood Corps is the place to cultivate real warriors. Your magic is better used to set off fireworks." Prael continued to sarcastically, but to his disappointment, his opponent did not have the urge to be a newborn calf and not be afraid of a tiger. Everyone looked at this self-directed and acted as a clown.

"That guy, I forgot, I'm sorry, I heard that your mother recently found a father for you. Do you know?" Chen Chao shouted suddenly, his entire camp was stunned at first, and then laughed secretly. Even someone from the Sweat and Blood Corps forced himself to hold it. Damn, this doll's mouth is too sharp.

The dark contest between the two sides has actually begun many times. However, Bruce's Black Walker has not taken action yet. The earth-type and wind-type magicians who are good at sneak attacks have started to compete one after another, and finally they tied. The sweat-blooded corps were shocked, and the little dolls were a little happy. After all, this was their first time to compete with the real strongman. The academic masters Cruyff and Senya are still red. In this contest, they have more firmly realized the importance of studying hard. Almost several times stronger than them attacks, and they can find ways to resolve it in a large amount of knowledge reserves. There are also some teachers or seniors' notes to counterattack. This is also the main reason why they can quickly reverse the decline and achieve a tremendous effect.

Of course, the silence of an aunt made everyone feel scared, especially Chen Chao. This is also the reason why Chen Chao said such a nonsensical word, because he knew that the little witch in the fairy world was powerful. Although his strength was still incomparable to her peak period, it was enough to destroy half of the city here.

"Little baby, you were not born when I scolded you. Now you are not good for your words. Although your teacher is better than me, I still have this confidence in holding her up for an hour. If you are left, please be blessed." Praer laughed.

"The ignorant is fearless." Chen Chao spit out these five words, the five Cao Lan was about to yell out loud. Cao Lan could only remain silent again.

"Dimensional Space." Plar smiled and said four words. Teacher Avier disappeared in front of everyone at the same time.

"Prepare for the battle." Bruce finally relaxed his frown. He was worried that these two guys would completely destroy the city. Now that he has a dimensional space, he naturally doesn't worry. He has not taken any sweat and blood corps seriously. As a black walker, the teeth and ears of the Holy See, he naturally knew that the sweat and blood corps are very different from the previous month. In the past, they were the thumbs up in the Western Continent, the eldest brother, and the first in the mercenary race. However, since the fall of the regiment leader Nubia, at least a thousand elites completely disappeared into the red area of ​​District 108. Although the rest are still elites among the elites, they are definitely not real top experts. They are just reserve corps. Of course, no one dares to take it lightly for a mercenary organization with a long history.

It was Bruce Vladivo's command ability, but the duel of hard power was always lost in one breath. This breath was not Bruce's Black Walker, nor the return of the Black Son Aoki Gang, nor the Jedi strike of Chen Chao and Fat Cat, but the grudge of Cao Lan. The resentment that could make the entire fairy world tremble swept through everyone in the sweat-blooded corps like a tide in the sky. So that those who had never been on the battlefield were stunned for a few seconds, and the winner was only in these few seconds. The sweat-blooded corps lost. Although there were no real casualties, a short knife on each person's neck was enough to make them give up all resistance. Now they finally knew clearly who they were fighting against. Black Walker, divine beast, several holy-level or higher children, and a group of gang members with excellent fighting spirit and tactics.

When the dimensional space was opened, Avier still smiled, while Praer was a little embarrassed. When he saw the scene below, he was even more embarrassed, and his whole body was trembling.

"The Sweat and Blood Corps, which cannot withstand the blows of failure and setbacks, will never seek to regain his original honor. Revenge can make you extremely united, but it will also blind your eyes and make you unclear the real difference between you and the past. Wake up, use others, and others are also using you." Aville touched Praer's head and said.

"Thank you, the Blood Corps, thank you." Plar fell to the ground and bowed to the group of "enemy" with weapons on their faces.

"Please collect all the weapons and clean the battlefield." Avel smiled. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, and the updates are faster!
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