As the people in front of him dissipated like a tide, a figure set off by the stars in the sky walked up from behind the crowd, and the boots collided with the porcelain steps.

It's an old man!

The old man in the golden priest robe walked out of the crowd step by step. Under the swaying lights, this figure was completely displayed in front of everyone. Although he was old, he was not old.

The old man was embroidered with silver thread on his chest with a big cross and a Cupid angel with flapping wings holding a bow and arrow in his hand. This represents the old man's status in the church... but Yang Dashuan didn't recognize him. On the old man's chest, a golden knight's sword cross badge was tied there, which was very dazzling under the dim lights. It seemed that the goddess generously used all the things related to handsomeness on the old man, with her long silver hair neatly raised up. She was tall and handsome, and every step he took to advance had an unconcealed noble and gentlemanly demeanor.

The slaves in the territory suddenly burst into air sounds.

The male slave immediately covered his face and cried. The old man was so handsome. Even the long river of time did not cause too much damage to his appearance. Instead, he became more and more charming. The female slaves in the territory suddenly became crazy, really handsome! Yang Dashuan, who was regarded as prince charming by them before, was simply a clown in front of this old man!

Lao Yang, who always thought he was good-looking, couldn't help but be impressed.

"You are Arthas Roger Peter!" The old man lowered his head and met Yang Dashuan's gaze.

Two eyes met in the air, one wild and unrestrained, the other was introverted and divine. This sentence made everyone in the territory come back to the gods. The old man came to Yang Dashuan. The ogre horse was thrust, his hands were folded, and he was ready to summon the flying sword to stab the arrogant old man into a sieve.

There are also many slaves who have not shown themselves in front of Yang Dashuan and are eager to try it out. Kill this arrogant old man in front of the lord. I believe this matter must be very liked by the master.

As for the women in the territory, it was a bit difficult. Although the elf gunmen were a little reluctant, they all raised the Guli Fire Tong in their hands. After aiming at this mysterious old man, as long as Yang Dashuan gave the order, even if this old man was a nine-life Garfield cat, it would not be enough to die for one round.

"Dad, let me do it!" Iverson raised his nunchakra and was about to rush up.

Many swamp giants also wanted to try how much the old man was, and the scene was in chaos for a moment.

"Stop!" Yang Dashuan's swear words made these slanderous slaves restrained a little.

This old man should be from the church and from the judges. He looked like he was here to find fault, and with his "Great Movement of Heaven and Earth" just now, he bounced off all the bamboos facing upwards. This move was not something that slaves could compete with.

These slaves are okay to bully some bastards. If they really face such a big shot, they will be afraid that they will die like a puppy.

The slaves raised their eyebrows and stopped cursing.

"Who are you? Why come to my territory?" Yang Dashuan narrowed his eyes.

"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that your sins are enough to fill the entire Suplati River bank. Your bloody hands are despised by the world!" The old man opened his mouth and held a big hat on Yang Dashuan's head, which made Old Yang not come to his senses for a long time. "Althuss, you are a shame to the church!"

"Who are you? Are you old man wrong?" Yang Dashuan was a little tired. What was going on with this old man? He ran to his territory to go wild.

"Rareless, standing in front of you is Ksimi, the director of the court. The master who has the right to judge the entire alliance!" A young man ran out next to the old man and scolded him loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit by the axe thrown by two centaurs. He flew backwards and fell off the city wall with a miserable scream.

"This old man's name is the same as mine!" The dog-headed man looked at the city wall with a hunched over, then blinked.

"After tonight, you are the only one who calls this name!" Yang Dashuan narrowed his eyes.

Hearing the screams behind him, Kximi couldn't help but squint her eyes. No one had ever dared to be so arrogant in front of her. She still dared to hurt others when she knew her identity, and she dared to speak out loud!

Just as he was about to speak, Ksimi raised her head again.

Yang Dashuan also raised his eyebrows and looked towards the Far East. There were many black shadows in the sky over there, quickly approaching this side.

"It seems to be very lively tonight!" Yang Dashuan touched his chin, and the stubble on it was a little thorny.

Several griffins flapped their wings and stopped on the city wall.

Now the wall of the Maple Leaf Fortress looks like the legendary tombstone of the bone-burying land, with a group of flying monsters squatting on it.

This time, the person who came was an acquaintance, Charlie, the commander of the Silver Crusade.

Charles and others jumped off the city wall, and the griffin flapped its wings and returned to the beast railing. The monsters in the maple leaf fortress would consciously return after dark. Obviously, these griffins were the griffins that Joan of Arc and Govellard rode away when they left. Charles obviously did not expect that Ximi arrived at the territory in advance. When he approached, he saw that there was an unconcealed surprise on his face.

"Where is Joan of Arc?" Yang Dashuan looked at Charlie with a gaze. "Why didn't she come back?"

Charlie stared at Himey with anger on his face. "She is under house arrest!"

"What?" Yang Dashuan jumped three feet high. "It's so amazing. Who dares to put Joan of Arc under house arrest? Tell me, I have to peel this guy off!"

"It's me!" Ximi stood on the city wall, wearing a golden priest robe, and Wufeng danced by herself. Yang Dashuan then noticed that the old man was holding a scepter in his hand. The milky white gem on the scepter was larger than that of Lina's breasts he had seen.

Yang Dashuan narrowed his eyes.

There was another commotion in the territory.

The slaves who had just suppressed their anger started again. The ogre's flying sword buzzed and hung in the air. The dwarves held the axe hammer in their hands at any time to give this old guy a first-level storm hammer. The Hulks also clenched the bamboo. As long as the master gave the order, they would shoot the dragon eagles flying in the air down!

It’s not bad if the master’s wife is detained!

"By seniority, you have to call me uncle!" Ximi walked slowly down the steps, and his scepter made a rhythmic sound on the steps. The sound made Yang Dashuan's heart turn up the rhythm. "I am Joan's uncle and John's brother!"

"Stop!" Yang Dashuan turned around and hurriedly stopped the slave, then quickly turned around and nodded at Kximi. "Then what you meant this time..."

"Judge your crime!" Ximi walked down the steps and stopped in front of Yang Dashuan. His fearless slaves' gazes were smacking their lips on their own. "I really hope I read it wrong. Duijia's dwarf, an endangered dwarf, an ogre from the remains of the abyss, a notorious goblin, a strong swamp giant, a beautiful grassland elves, and a chekoin who speaks like singing."

Although ximi is old, she still inherits the excellent bloodline of their lineage. Her upright posture has a considerable aura even when she stands in front of Yang Dashuan. Although Lao Yang is now sitting on the stone pier with his shirtless...

"Except for the trial students who followed Govelad here, you seem to be the only one in this territory, humans!" Kximi narrowed her eyes, and Yang Dashuan, who was sitting in the same place, bent down slightly. For a moment, the eyes met, and sparks burst out in her eyes.

"What does it mean?" The anger on Yang Dashuan's face disappeared, but was replaced by an extremely calm.

"How is the army of Edfran's Principality?" Ximi sneered and turned around.

"They were killed by the devil!" Yang Dashuan said for granted.

"Of course, they were slaughtered by you!" When Kximi heard this, she suddenly turned around and stared at Yang Dashuan. "You did everything! I came this time to judge you! Trial your crime!"

Yang Dashuan looked at Charlie, "What the hell is going on?"

Lao Yang was a little confused. Why did he sing this well?

Charlie kept shaking his head.

Yang Dashuan was about to speak when the sound of wings flapping came from the sky. A Chimera and a dozen horned eagles flew from the direction of the Brokenback Mountain Plain, and also imitated these dragon eagles to stop on the city wall.

Xiang Shuai jumped down from Chimera's back and looked at Yang Dashuan and Ksimi in the fire, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. "Sorry, it seems that I was not the time to come!"

"No, Liu Xiang? Chu Green! You are here at the right time." A smug smile appeared on Kximi's face.
Chapter completed!