Adolf S. K. Weizman: .......

And the sound of a long knife coming out of its sheath one after another, with the cold temperament of the Blue Clan, appeared here.

"Akiyama draws his sword!"

"Draw your sword!"

"Daoming Temple draws the sword!"

"Goto draws his sword!"

"Hidaka draws his sword!"

"Fushimi, draw your sword!"

"Awashima, draw your sword!"

Eventually, when the power of liberation reached its strongest, the saber of Munakata Reiji was also lifted.

"Zongxiang, draw your sword!"

"With a sword to make a sword, there is no haze in our righteousness!"

Holding his own saber and standing in front of him, Reiji Sogaka's expression became as calm as the surface of the water, and the power of his whole body was gradually released.

The power of the Blue King also rose without wind, forming a circle of qi waves, and constantly expanding, mighty, with the majesty of the king, forming an extremely powerful position with his own clan members.

A column of air also rose from the ground.

With incredible power.

As if announcing his arrival!

The Fourth King, the King of Blue.

His calm and calm posture seems to have the confidence and mentality that will never waver no matter what kind of difficulties he faces!

Even if standing before him was another king.

And not afraid.

And pointed the saber directly at the Red King.

"As I said earlier, your way of using your power as you want is simply hopeless!"

"Zhou Fangzun!"

Zhou Fangzun, who put his hand in his pocket boringly, squinted at it, with a touch of disdain and casualness.

"What, you nasty guy again. "

"You're not wrong this time, we're not dealing with the Silver King. "

Really, this sect is like a fart, why does this guy follow him wherever he goes?

However, the Blue King Sect Statue Reiji didn't believe his words at all, and the traces of the falling spaceship here were still extremely shocking.

Even the ship, which was on fire and still burning, was quietly parked not far away.

Who knows if there will be another explosion in the second one.

Moreover, the Silver King, who was supposed to stay on the ship, was nowhere to be found, and the situation at the scene was very chaotic.

No matter from which point of view, the suspicion of the Red King Zhou Fangzun is very great.

"Don't play tricks, all this, I want to arrest you and hand you over to the top!"

Facing people like Zhou Fangzun, Zongxiang Lisi knew very well that it was useless to reason with him, and he could only use strength to speak.

So a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he held his sword and prepared to step forward.

"Wait!

Just as he was about to make a move, a figure suddenly ran over.

And in the middle of them.

Stopped the actions of the Sonaka Reiji.

It was Adolf M. K. Wizman.

Although his body has not been changed at this time, it is still placed on the ground on the other side.

But this is really just a misunderstanding, there is no need to be impulsive.

"I'm sure that the Red King didn't attack the Silver King, he was hunting down the Seventh King, the Colorless King. "

Reiji Munakata just calmly spat out two words.

"Evidence?"

Adolf S. K. Wizman also revealed his power, and the silver-colored Sanctuary appeared here, and the eyes of the Sect Statue Ritji flashed, obviously sensing this power belonging to the king.

"I remember the appearance of the first king, like ......"

Wiezman shook his head, "It's because of the power of the Seventh Monarch that I swapped bodies with him, which is why this situation was created. "

"And just now, the Red King and I were on a crusade against the Colorless King. "

"I see, it's rude. "

After confirming the identity of the person in front of him, the Sectakata Reiji also decisively withdrew his saber.

It can be described as a clean and neat style.

This also made the Silver King nod his head, quite a good feeling.

"Close!"

"The work here will be taken over by us, and the damage caused and the matter of the spaceship will also be dealt with by the relevant departments. "

After letting his team members close the team in turn, Zongxiang Liji also dealt with the things here, and then pulled Zhou Fangzun, who wanted to leave.

And looked at the silver king who was about to exchange his body back.

made Zhou Fangzun look unhappy.

What does this glasses boy want to do?

"There's something I want to discuss with the two of you!"

......

Veducolo Bar.

The three kings of the Blue King, the Silver King, and the Red King sat here.

And the king of the blue explained the recent events.

As a result, Zhou Fangzun was the first to board the eye!

And slapped the table on the spot.

"What? You need us Vedura to join forces with you to deal with a green king you haven't seen before?"

"Didn't I hear me wrong? When did the arrogant Sect Statue Reiji say such things?"

"Or maybe you're scared out of the green king. "

Listening to this undisguised ridicule, the sect portrait Reiji, who had blue tendons on his forehead, really wanted to slap this thing to death.

What the king of the red hair.

It's just a fool's criticism,

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And Ye Luo was playing outside, taking the cat to the mountains and water, anyway, no one cared about him, so he naturally did whatever he wanted.

When you've had enough, go and recycle the slate.

What kind of prophecy is a meaningless thing, if the slate is spoken, Ye Luo is going to take it back to the box court.

After all, this is the most valuable thing in this world.

And the night knife god dog Lang, who was fine, also ran out.

After all, there are three kings gathered there, and it is not suitable for an outsider like him to stay there.

Moreover, Ye Luo said that if he followed him, he might be able to find the king he wanted to follow.

That, the new king who controls his destiny.

It seems that because of Ye Luo's previous relief and that special affinity, the Night Sword God Dog Lang also nodded subconsciously, although he didn't know why he made this decision later.

This made a smile appear at the corner of Ye Luo's mouth.

It's worthy of Gou Lang, is it so innocent?

It's completely different from his senior sister.

Oh no, that's not Senior Sister.

And they were sitting under the tree, the breeze was blowing, and the cats were fiddling with the grass, startled.

Tease and tease from time to time.

Next to the falling leaves, those small grasses are also constantly born, full of life, but strangely, these grasses are very average?

Or is it consistent?

Just like something that is mass-produced, there is no grass with unique development.

It won't grow, it won't be positive.

Let the night knife god dog Lang can't help but have a strange thought, if you use a certain word to describe it, that is, numbness?

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