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Chapter Eleven: The Pattern of the Three Lions.2(1/2)

As the area gradually approached the area of ​​London, the more anxious the moon was. ▓:▓Piao Astronomy Network▓旓▓ Because the king was in crisis, she could feel that even her heart was trembling hundreds of miles away.

"My king...!!"

Nearly 10,000 soldiers behind him, dragged their already very tired body several times under the moonlight and accelerated their speed again.

Although the Knight of the Psalm knew that the exhausted army could not cope with the conflict that could break out at any time, she had no time to take care of it at this moment.

Because, her anxiety is not much different than the moon...

"The whole army accelerates! Those who faint will ignore it and march at full speed!"

The Pulun Legion under the clear sky, marching in thick smoke, rushing towards the dark clouds in the distance, with lightning and lightning, long distance...

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sword.

For murderous weapon.

Blood.

It is the most gorgeous color on the battlefield.

The king who was interspersed among the hundreds of enemy knights like a life-seeking demon was constantly waving the red sword in his hand, while constantly fighting towards the position where the enemy general was!

The black hair ends were already covered with blood, and the hideous eyes that looked like wild beasts showed infinite pleasure.

His handsome and tender face had long been splashed with sludge, mixed with rainfall from the sky, and covered his face with ugly mud marks.

The three lion knights, who were wearing silent black armor, were still holding their weapons tightly until they died, and they drew scars.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The curse sound of the Three Lion Knights full of hatred was always entangled in the king's ears. However, he was unmoved.

Just like you are rightly wielding your sword, killing everyone who wants to kill you, and killing the other person before you die.

There is no mercy, no humanity, and no justice.

The strong smell of blood in the air makes people want to vomit, and the corpses gradually piled up under their feet are becoming more and more popular in the shocked eyes of the enemy.

The gloomy sky makes people feel chilled.

Fighting sound!

Screaming!

The unique sound of weapons colliding!

"Three lion-patterned leopards!!"

"Fearless, unintentional!!"

With the union of the Three Lion Knights, the deafening call made Tian Du afraid.

Then the soldiers who charged forward all held a spirit of fearlessness and rushed towards the death storm in front of them!

A silver light flashed!

Cut off a soldier's head.

It is clearly the king who has been guarded to this day, but he has extremely powerful power. When the warriors who wanted to kill the demon king passed through one difficulty after another, they finally came to the demon king. But they found in despair that the demon king's existence was actually the most difficult difficulty, and his power exceeded everyone's scope of coping.

"Have you forgotten that the ex of this body is known as the most genius and the strongest betrayal knight in Great Britain! Idiots!!"

The king who declared proudly among the enemy was like the unchanged sarcasm on his face. He was not moved by the enemy, nor was afraid of anyone, but always maintained a transcendent attitude, preaching to the enemies who had been one after another. His words were so arrogant, like a proud dragon, and his tone was so annoying, just like a vicious dog in his ears, making people crazy.

However, whether it is the arrogant dragon or the lowly evil dog, such a man burst out with power that even a hundred knights rushed forward. That is the power of the king!

The waving iron sword! It was like a meat grinder, cruel and actually reaped the lives of knights.

"Get out!!" He shouted loudly.

The king bent over and avoided the long sword behind him, and then suddenly kicked his right foot and directly smashed the sneak attacker's jaw. His subordinates were merciless. Before the enemy was about to be kicked away, the quickly stretched out right hand instantly grabbed the opponent's head, and before the enemies around him helped him...

Puchi!!

The exploded head, the red and white objects flowing on the palms, and the hideous state of laughing wildly to the sky...

Crack!!

The deafening thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

Under the pale lightning.

Sorry!

The sword that rose up to the front blocked the slash of the huge axe blade, but the huge power coming from the axe blade made the unprepared king suffer a loss.

With a bang, Wang, who was kneeling directly under a blow, gritted his teeth tightly, and his dark eyes suddenly shrank!

"Beautiful job, mistress!"

He slowly raised his head and said to the Three Lion Knight who glared at him with a smile. The other party's eyes were bloodshot and angry. The blue veins on his hands were suppressing the king with all his strength.

At this moment, the Three Lion Knights who saw the king being suppressed roared and flocked to them from all directions!

"Get out!!!" Suddenly a gust of wind broke out in the crowd, directly knocking the three lion knights who were besieging them into the air, forming a blood-red rain!

The female god of death with a cold face was waving her death scythe and killing all enemies who dared to approach the king.

It is more brutal than the king's attack and more arrogant than the king's posture.

Although she had no expression on her face, she gave people the feeling of a god of death smiling directly towards her...

It is obviously a very beautiful face, but it makes people dare not get close to it.

The suffocating beauty could not bring others tenderness to the hallucinations full of imagination, but could only make Na lose herself in her beauty and fall into a pool of blood.

The strongest knight in Great Britain, the only foreigner who made an exception to suck into the royal family...

Drake.d. Barona Fen Pandraggan, the adopted daughter of King Yuser, who is both civil and military.

However, the momentary strength did not exchange for the slightest concession of the Three Lions Knights. Instead, they made them even more crazily raise the weapons in their hands and roar towards them.

Almost in a moment, the corpse that had been finally cleared out was once again covered by a larger crowd! Angry shouts, the cutting sound of the blade entering the body, and the roar that was still unwilling to accept after death! They all turned into curses like ghosts, constantly stimulating the brains of the two.

Charge! Charge! Charge!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

The roaring roar echoed in the gloomy sky.

Blood is polluting the gradually wet earth.

The pungent fishy smell spreads in the air.

Crack!

The sound of thunder sounded again, mixed with the rainstorm that fell.

The rain falling from the sky washed away the blood stains on the earth over and over again.

As the rain drips, on the mountain of corpses that had accumulated into a hill, stood a king who was already wet.

The rain falling on the armor is like a concert by the performer.

The sharp blade that was waving in the heavy rain, with the splashing dew, slashing at the enemy again and again. Although she was extremely tired, she was stubborn and refused to stop the sharp blade that she waved in her hand.

The enemy is like locusts and kills them endlessly.

Click!

Barona, who was inserted into the sword on the mountain of corpses, bowed and sucked heavily.

The rain had wet her soft long black hair.

Even though the enemy's blood was washed by rain, it still dyed the gorgeous armor red.

Swords are everywhere, long spears broken around the waist, completely twisted and deformed shields, and falling flags.

"Hahaha……"

A heavy breathing sound.

"With this skill, do you also praise yourself as the strongest knight in Great Britain?"

Wang, who looked a little rosy, said to her in a mocking tone.

Little did he know that his figure as bloody as he was almost a hundred times more embarrassing than her, especially the extremely eye-catching scratch on the chest of the armor, which further showed that his situation was not optimistic at this moment.

On the heavy rain and the wet and bright red mud, it looks so pale and powerless.

All of this rendered the surroundings of the two men a scene of hell after the war.

"When will your mouth be quiet? Since the past...ha...it's so noisy...it's so noisy...if you can't hear your voice...ha...it'll feel as annoying as loneliness!"

The two on the battlefield were surrounded by heavy troops, but they were still in the mood to fight?

Wang, smiled unquestionably.

"King, do what you want, say what you want. It's you, and you can tell me what I used to do. What is the relationship between me and you..." After thinking about it, it seemed that I could not express my meaning clearly. So the king continued to add: "What do you mean when you look at my contradictory gaze full of love and distantness?"
To be continued...
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