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838: The King of Blood: The Vampire Prince 1

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"Chi la!"

A huge lightsaber that was tens of meters long suddenly descended from the sky and struck hard at the Bright Knight on the ring.

Facing this extremely shocking huge lightsaber, the Knight of Light, who was extremely confident in his own defense power, did not dare to have any confidence. It was tens of meters long and fell from the sky. He specializes in light energy. For this lightsaber

Naturally, we can sense the strength of the light sword to some extent. If such a powerful lightsaber is hit head-on, it will most likely be killed instantly. If so, it will be a loss of face. In front of the whole world, a knight was killed by a priest.

Instant kill? From now on, he won’t have to mess around anymore.

"Holy light? Shine forever!"

Without hesitation, the Bright Knight directly activated the invincible light shield, trying to resist the attack with absolute defense.

"It's useless. Under the absolute judgment of light, no one can escape."

Seeing the actions of the Bright Knight, Xiu'er's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and the lightsaber struck hard on the ring. In an instant, the ring was shattered to pieces. Looking at the ring filled with smoke and dust and covered with rubble, everyone was extremely shocked.

An attack that destroys the scene? Looking at the previous form, the attack range of such a large lightsaber is at least ten meters. A priest, md, just think about such a perverted treatment. After all, this is what people rely on for their livelihood. But

, and now, there are still such perverted attacks? Damn, is this still a priest? There should be a limit to perversion.

After the smoke and dust cleared, everyone's eyes turned to the arena, which was now full of messes. Xiu'er, still fanning a pair of white wings of mercy, was floating in the sky, with white light shining all over her body, magnificent, as before

Such a loud attack did not cause any damage to it, and even the hair seemed not to be blown. But the Bright Knight was standing on the ground at this moment, and his whole body was still shrouded in light, and he seemed to be unscathed.

Lossless.

What's going on? Could it be that the huge lightsaber was blocked by the Knight of Light just now?

Everyone looked at the strange situation in the field in confusion. Although many people believed in Xiu'er's lightsaber, the light knight who had done nothing was standing there. Most people still thought that he had withstood the incredible force.

lightsaber.

"You, what kind of attack is this?"

The Bright Knight looked up with difficulty, looked at Xiu'er who was floating in the air without any expression, and opened his mouth to ask.

"Holy judgment, forced damage of 500,000 points." Seeing the bright knight's eyes seeking knowledge, the soft-hearted Xiu'er couldn't hold back and told him anyway.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound sounded from the body of the Bright Knight. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the energy on his body was bright and chaotic, and countless cracks appeared in an instant. In just two breaths, it was just like an egg shell.

The shield suddenly exploded into countless pieces. And a huge damage figure appeared on the head of the Bright Knight:

-500000

"Ding, player No. 5 from the Chinese Theater Division wins!"

The system's prompt sound was accurately conveyed to the ears of every player, and their eyes suddenly changed. The fifth player in the Chinese theater, a priest, actually defeated the third player in the Italian theater. He was as fragile as a mage.

The priest can actually instantly kill the full tank knight in an absolute defensive state. The damage in one hit is a mandatory 500,000. Damn, which player can handle it?

"Xiu'er, good job!"

Returning to my seat, I smiled brightly and extended my thumbs to Xiu'er. Sister Ling, Diewu Caiyi, and riding a donkey chasing a BMW also expressed their appreciation.

"World Martial Arts Conference individual competition, match 64, the number one player in the British Theater: Vampire Prince - Vampire Gentleman versus the number three player in the American Theater, Iron Guardian - Iron Man! Players from both sides are invited to come on stage!"

Soon, the damaged arena was repaired, and the next game began.

The system's prompt sounded, and everyone involuntarily looked in the direction of the British theater and the American theater.

In a forum, the information of the most powerful players in the war zone in the world is gathered.

Chinese dragon warriors, riding donkeys chasing BMWs, and phantoms of ice and fire; British vampire gentlemen; American blood emperors, Iron Man, and Spider-Man; Caesars in the Italian station; Arrow Gods and Feng Jueying in the Russian theater; ghosts in Japan

Saburo Fengno......

Now, Britain's most powerful player, the No. 1 Forgotten Vampire Prince, representing the British theater this time, is facing off against the No. 3 player from the United States, Iron Man. The battle between the two masters is going to be exciting even if you think about it with your toes.

"Vampire Gentleman? I have known you for a long time. I heard that you are the most powerful player in the British theater. Today, let me see how powerful the British are."

Iron Man is a blond man with muscles all over his body. He looked at his opponent in the ring, the vampire gentleman, who was so thin and pale that he looked like a frail scholar who had been seriously ill. He couldn't help but sneer and said. Murray

The country advocates violence. As the only superpower in the world, they are very proud from the president to the common people. The vampire gentleman, no matter how strong he is, what he represents behind him is not weak after all.

Compared to the United Kingdom, which is more or less the United States, Iron Man's arrogant attitude can directly escalate into an issue between countries if someone with serious intentions makes a big fuss about it.

"To what extent? I will let you see it later. Iron Man, right? I want to see if your body is as hard as steel!" As the number one player in the British theater, it goes without saying that he is proud.

He can be a vampire as a profession, and he is at the level of a prince, so he is naturally the kind of unruly person. Even if the United States is still the United States before, the United Kingdom may not be afraid of it. It is no longer as strong as it was before.

, then you won’t be afraid of it. Therefore, when the vampire gentleman heard the words, he pushed back unceremoniously. Gentleman? People almost scolded him at the door. What kind of gentleman are you talking about? Gentleman, I’ll look for him first.

Let’s talk about it later.

"Very good, then, I'll wait and see." Upon hearing this, Iron Man's eyes flashed sharply, without saying much, he quietly waited for the system to announce the start of the game.

3,2,1, the game begins!

Just as the system counted down, Iron Man, who had been waiting impatiently on the ring, suddenly raised his foot and stepped hard on the ring surface. With a bang, a huge force stepped on the ground so hard that it cracked. At the same time, a

The extremely thick armor was suddenly put on his body.

"Now let me show you my steel impact."

Iron Man, who was armed to the teeth and with only a pair of eyes left in his body, smiled fiercely. There was a roar from behind, and the power of a rocket launcher accelerated, driving his body towards the vampire gentleman as quickly as lightning...



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