Chapter 1787

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as an inherent magic costume, St. David arodet is really powerful, but Sylvia's over excitement makes her sneak attack by Oscar, her body is bound by the tentacles of magic dragon Tristan, and Lancelot's life and death are uncertain .

Desperate Sylvia is pulled to Tristan's nose by tentacles, and then two tentacles attack Sylvia.

"What noble [Blue Ice Princess], let me see how elegant you are. I slowly insult you, and then treat you as Tristan's food!"

The demonized Oscar looks at Sylvia who is entangled by tentacles jokingly, smiles with satisfaction, and already imagines how to humiliate Sylvia.

"Lancelot Sorry I hurt you... "

Sylvia's eyes ran with tears. Looking at Lancelot in the pool of blood, she was so sad that she bit her lips. The pupils of her eyes seemed to have lost their look. Maybe she had accepted her life?

Xia Duolu and others wanted to come to rescue, but the tentacles kept blocking their salvation. Everyone watched Sylvia tied up in the air by Tristan's tentacles -

Tristan watched Sylvia excitedly, and the warm tentacles slowly climbed to her white neck. The disgusting touch made Sylvia tense Before, she had experienced the tentacles of the corpse gray dragon in the selection and training, but compared with Tristan's active tentacles with a sense of temperature, she felt more ashamed.

"Ha ha, that's what you really look like. You must be a real woman in bed. Do you want to be a man every day?"

Oscar looked at Sylvia's flushed cheeks, suddenly a little excited, looking at the fourth woman so, really good.

Whoa!

The purple black tentacles tore off Sylvia's paladins, and the tentacles ran into the inner side of the unbroken armor one after another

"Stop, stop No! I'm sorry... "

Sylvia was instinctively ashamed of the haphazard sensation of the tentacles on her skin.

At this moment -

"Arthur My husband You show up for me! "

Veronica stands on the deck of the magic guide ship. A loud voice shouts out to protect sacalaias III, who is unable to act. She can only reluctantly watch her sister be humiliated, but she can't be redeemed. At this time, she has to believe her husband. Call her. If you hear her, show her! ~！

"Don't be so loud, it makes people blush..."

After Veronica's voice, fengfengchen appears in the arena and helplessly looks at the shouting Veronica. Does not TEMAO tell everyone about the relationship between them? Sweat is really something that the bloody female warrior can do.

rustle!

make complaints about tucked up by a tentacle.

"Cut, disgusting things Let's end the battle in an instant... "

His eyes suddenly became cold and stern, and his body strongly scattered the light of infinite holiness -

"i-am-the-bone-of-my-sword -. As a sword bone.

Steel-is-my-body，and-fire-is-my-blood。 The body of steel, the blood of fire.

I-have-created-over-a-thousand-blades。 Hand made a thousand blades, after a hundred battles.

Unknown-to-death。 There was no defeat. "

With the rapid humming of the mantra, the whole world seems to be responding. A sacred flame extends from the foot of the wind and rain, and then wraps up the whole arena. The archangel swords with sword handles made of angel feathers appear in the void.

One Ten A hundred A thousand

Countless swords stand in this space.

"Bear the anger and punishment of the king - the punishment of the holy heaven, the endless sword storm!"

One of the archangels is not crazy to the demonized Oscar and Tristan impact in the past.

"What What the hell! How could there be such magic? "

The demonized Oscar didn't expect that in such a time, the wind and rain created such a great momentum, and the space was frozen, and the swords were endless"Think back to who you are. The sword cuts the body, the heart cuts the soul. The holy sword only cuts the evil!"

I can't help sympathizing with Oscar. I'm being teased by everyone, and I think I can be king sheplon. I'm really a big chested and brainless woman.

In an instant, countless swords wrapped Oscar and Tristan, the crystal on their forehead broke, and the demonized dark air gradually disappeared, but the sacred sword penetrating their bodies did not cause any harm to their bodies.

"Ah

Sylvia lost her tentacles, fell from the sky and was held in her arms by the wind and rain.

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