Vol 6 Chapter 137

With this sip of wine, Brando just felt as if he was burning all over. When he banged on the ground in the square, he seemed to be a hero of ancient Greece, half-human and half-god Hercules, ' Slammed down half of the square. (.) He rose up by this force, and shot forward like a cannonball. At his feet, the square swelled down to a depth of five or six meters.

The three elders were originally trying to catch up with the jade sword, but they were overwhelmed by the stone slabs shot by Brando's feet as the square collapsed:

"What the **** is this!"

He has always been conserved, and at this time he couldn't help violently swearing, and then reversed the sword and ping-pong to fly all the slate, and after a round of sword dance, he found that his hands were slightly shaking .

Looking at the Seven Elders again, they were already buried under the gravel.

"Ah damn, who can tell me exactly where such a **** came from!"

Brando was unaware of the three elders who were left behind. Seriously, he was now in a state of chaos. The stamina of the gin was so scary that he didn't give him any time to react. What he couldn't laugh at was that the Timothians seemed to get used to it and didn't even remind him beforehand.

Yes, the gold liquor collected by the Valkyrie from the wind and dew is a fine wine brewed for the heroes and heroes. Since it is wine, how can there be no side effects? The obvious side effect is drunkenness.

And this is the wine of God, and its power need not be described too much.

Brando was in such a state at this moment. His sober thinking in his mind had completely disappeared, leaving only his instinct like a beast's instinct. This could allow him to acutely feel the danger around him, remembering that he was The only purpose before this:

That is the holy sword that prevents that **** guy from summoning that hell!

The method he chose was simple and straightforward.

By drunkenness, mark of fanaticism, open

Even a little impatiently throwing back some of the obstructing longswords in his hand, the flames of the flames of the flames were shot at the three elders like a golden flowing cloud flame. They could still fight with Brando before. The three elders did not respond to the sword and were penetrated through the abdomen.

Fortunately, the sword has been released without any power of law. It's just physical damage, otherwise the unfortunate elder ghost car elder would explode and die at this moment.

Rao is so, he also fell down painfully covering his stomach, his eyes closed when he passed out.

After the golden blaze passed through him. A wooden crane in the middle of the back cut one into two and fell down, and then hit the trestle that was burning towards the bay in the back, splitting along with the sea.

"Wow," a loud noise. After Odephis turned into countless flame fragments, the broken sea surface crashed like two separate walls, forming countless white swirls on the sea surface.

But Brando didn't watch the scene. He only stared at the eleven elders who were sweating and kneeling beside the front of the French array, holding the golden horn in his hands, and banged them directly.

"You're dead ...!"

The eleven elders screamed, the whole body turned into a piece of blood and rain shattered, scattered to the ground, and a dark avatar squiggly man fell in the air, but after a while the smurf man also slammed Exploded.

Its owner apparently died too much.

But Brando looked up at this time. The eyes of the wheel, which were generally huge in midair, looked at each other, and a terrifying coercion fell from the sky, exerting heavily on him.

Although the eleventh elder had died, Brando could see clearly. In the shadow of the blue dragon, the eleventh elder's soul was full of anger, and he held the sapphire holy sword and pointed at his skull.

The other party did not speak, and the pupil lacked the breath of the living, as if it were a surviving will, but it was also sufficient to carry out his thoughts during his lifetime.

Brando was not afraid. He felt as if his mind was about to burn. As a pure elemental creature, the gin used by the Tyrmos to celebrate is not something that humans can endure, even if it is a master of extremes.

Noisy in my head. It seems that countless heroes in Odin's Golden Hall are toasting, his brain is hot, he raises the horn and grumbles, and almost drank the gin in the horn.

If there were Tilmos here, I was afraid to give Thumbs up to Brando and say a word of persuasion. It is indeed a hero in wine.

It's a pity that Brando didn't even have the slightest consciousness at the moment. After pouring the liquor of the half-horn, he had completely lost consciousness, but the power in his body was burning in flames, up to 100%. The twenty-five power bonus directly broke his strength attributes.

It can be said that at his peak, if he talked about power alone, he can now fight three at a time.

I only heard a few crackling sounds, Brando's coat and trousers were all cracked, revealing the strong muscles inside, his skin was red, like cooked shrimp, and the blood rolled inside, even like a thunder General sound.

"Come on, hybrid!"

Without exception, Brando started to play crazy, holding the horn and shouting with a head to the blue dragon in the air.

The blue dragon is the soul of Yulong's holy sword. It exists similarly to Ovena, and is extremely proud. How can it be allowed to be vilified by a mortal, let alone the surviving will of the eleven elders at this moment? , But there is no problem in affecting its judgment.

It immediately snarled, rolled up an unknown several hundred meters long tail and swept the green phoenix in the air to one side, and then pierced its head towards Brando.

"Not good!" Mr. Liu, who was connected to Gu Feng's heart and soul, was shaken by the tail of Yulong's holy sword and almost spit out blood, but he was secretly anxious when he saw this scene.

Previously, as if a miracle had happened, he watched Brando personally cook the ghost cars, and how could he now watch Brando die in this place.

The other party may have nothing to do with him, but the other party is the only one who can take the lady away.

What's more, the strength of the other side let him eat a reassurance. With such strength, how can a ghost car be missed? When Mr. Liu was in a hurry, he immediately forced his life to order Gu Feng. When he was desperate, Qing Feng, who had already flinched, issued a clear call, and opened his wings to Qing Long. Chased it.

However, what Brando did at this time made Mr. Liu want to vomit blood.

He saw the young man as if he was drunk, although he was indeed drunk, he drove up from the ground, and punched Yuyu Holy Sword in midair.

Facing such provocations. Yulong's holy sword naturally became furious, and raised his paw to greet Brando, only listening to the sound of a thunderous sound in the air, Brando was like a shooting star from I flew back wherever I came.

He crashed into the port. Smashed into a warehouse, smashed the building of several thousand square meters into a smoke, and turned it into powder with the burning goods inside.

Qinglong sneered in midair and sneered, without even looking at Gu Feng who was chasing behind him, straightly dropping his head. Chasing after Brando's fall, it was obvious that he had to make a kill.

As the soul of the previous Holy Sword, its combat experience is naturally extremely rich.

Facing the wrathful blow of God near him, Brandowa, who was lying in the ruins, spit out blood, only to feel that all the internal organs had moved, but his mind was full of horror, and there was no feeling of fear at all. , As if there was only chaos in the chaos that was furious and burning.

I don't know why, but Brando now remembered the scene of the battle with the Twilight Dragon, the pure anger and fighting instinct in the chaos. Seems exactly the same.

He wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth as if he was okay, and stood up again. Qinglong's claws were covering from the air, but Brando immediately picked up the horn and mumbled the remaining wine. Exhausted.

Then he roared and shot straight at the blue dragon in the air again. In the center of the blue dragon's claws in the boxing, a loud noise seemed to break in the sky, and the whole port was shaken.

However, in Mr. Liu's stunned eyes, Brando actually blocked the attack of Yulong Holy Sword by himself.

Mr. Liu opened his mouth, and for a while he didn't know what to say. Then he flickered slightly and fell to the ground.

Qingfeng, who had lost his control, blazed a raging flame after slamming a bang, and slammed into the Yulong Holy Sword from the air.

At this moment Qinglong was confronting Brando over the port. Brando in the state of full increase in power is almost like a demon. His power at this moment is completely inferior to the true state of the silver body, and the Yulong Holy Sword is naturally a sword near God in the era that belongs to it. The owner wants to be a legendary figure like the Azure Knight. Unfortunately, in this era, honor does not belong to it.

After being aware of the ancient Fengyuyu who bumped into the back. At last, a look of hesitation appeared on the face of the soul of Yulong Holy Sword.

But at this time, in a blazing alley near the harbor, where no one was aware, several people were rushing out.

The headed lady escaped the hot smoke and looked up when she rushed out of the square. She couldn't help but utter a surprise cry: "I found it, Naguire, it really is the power of the emerald heart! Hurry up, hurry up, The angel of the **** of God is also there, help him! "

Not far behind her, the elven ranger gave a complicated look in the air before taking out a box from his arms silently.

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(Ps: Today ’s two chapters are presented. Hey, it ’s the end of the month again. To be honest, the state has been very bad recently, Cavinka has been very bad, and the quality of writing has also been dragged down by the state a lot. It ’s necessary to change the previous estimate. I have to think about life more, but after all, amber has been dragged on for so long, and I am really embarrassed to let you wait again, so I still keep writing, anyway, slowly, fortunately, after a period of time, I finally feel slightly better in recent days. Yes, it really has to overcome itself, touch everybody, make a few complaints, and by the way ask for the next month's ticket.) (To be continued.)