: 1930th God will kill you

The six tenth-level strongmen joined forces, but they were broken by Alex.
Looking at Sean who was pointed at by the long sword in the throat, the scene was silent, and the powerful and representative of all ethnic groups could not hide the shock.
If we say a battle with the devil, because of the thunder sky, everyone can't see the situation in the seal.
The flying sword killed Westin, and Josh's ears were taken from the crowd, which was a little unexpected.
Today, Alex is faced with the preparation of the six, and he learned the skill of the six combined ten strong.
But they still haven't been able to stop Alex, and they haven't even had time to show their true strength as a tenth-level strongman, they have been completely defeated.
Sean looked at the familiar epee, only a few inches away from his throat at the moment.
Although the Epee had no frontier, Sean felt an unprecedented death threat.
Under the sword of the sky, do not cut the unknown.
The tenth-level strongmen who have died under this epee have exceeded double digits, many of them are well-known generations of Nolan.
Sean rolled his throat, watching McGonagall calmly: "You can't kill me."
Yes, it is not, not afraid.
There are no people in this world who dare not kill Alex and Irina. After the two became famous on the Nolan continent, everyone understood the truth.
"As long as I am happy, God will kill you." McGonagall looked at him, his voice coldly.
"I am not a god, but I know that if I die, the Iron Rider of the Los Empire will gallop on the Nolan continent in two days, the ethnic war will restart, and many people will be buried for me." Sean looked directly at McGonagall’s eyes. "You know very well that my father and emperor are not threatened."
The brow furrowed under McGonagall's mask, and he knew that Sean was not telling lies.
Although Andrew Edward was not the founding emperor of the Los Empire, he was regarded as the most pragmatic and talented emperor in the history of the Los Empire.
In just a few decades of hard work, the Los Empire has become a super empire with millions of iron riders and a considerable number of magician troops.
Such an emperor with a long-term vision will not stop the goal of gathering power for decades because of the threat of a strong man.
Being a in half a step is not really a god.
Even now, McGonagall was not sure that he could enter the palace and kill Andre.
"Since Andre will send you to the city of chaos at this time, and provoke me deliberately, it seems that you are not the first choice, even if I kill you, do you think he will really be an enemy for you and the world? McGonagall sneered and asked, the long sword moving forward a few points, almost against Sean's throat.
A drop of blood slipped from Sean's throat, fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became a little short of breath.
"Alex! If you hurt your high prince, you are the enemy of the Los Empire, you have to think about it!" The tenth-level knight who was photographed and flew up and watched McGonagall nervously.
The powerhouses of the Los Empire watched McGonagall nervously. If Sean had any problems, they would not be able to protect them effectively and would be punished by implication.
Representatives of all ethnic groups did not speak. Although Alex had left the Los Empire, it was only a matter of their own within the Los Empire, and it was their turn to intervene.
"Alex, don't do it!" At this moment, a quick voice sounded from a distance, and in a flash, Michael had come to him.
Michael looked at McGonagall, who was pointing at Shawn, stopped three meters away, and pressed his hands in a vain voice: "There is something to say, put the sword down slowly, let's talk about any problems first."
He thought that McGonagall only came to intimidate Sean, but when he saw the tenth-level knight of the Lose Empire and Sean with a cut neck, he realized that this was not as simple as he thought.
Although he feels that Alex has become a bit more fireworks and human after becoming the boss of Mai, no one can doubt that he is still the cold-blooded Dragon Warrior after putting on the mask.
Sean is indeed not a good thing, but if he died here today.
There is no need to talk about the peace conference two days later. The restart of the war is a foregone conclusion, but it is not yet certain whether it will be a racial war sweeping the entire continent or a local war between several races.
As the host, at this time, he can only come up as a peacemaker.
Seeing Michael's arrival, Sean was relieved.
McGonagall glanced at Michael, his eyes turned to Sean, and said in a deep voice: "Let them leave the city of chaos immediately, you know who I am talking about."
Sean could feel that the long sword did not mean to remove it at all, and the eyes under Alex's mask were indifferent and decisive, as if he could cut his throat like a piece of wood at any time.
After being silent for a while, Sean said, "Let them evacuate."
A knight in a black suit standing at the rear put away the long sword, took out a bamboo tube from his arms, and shot it towards the sky.
A dark red flame flew towards the sky, making a rapid sound, and then exploded in the sky, a dark red skull appeared briefly in the sky for three seconds, and then disappeared.
"In a quarter of an hour, they will all leave the city of chaos." Sean said looking at McGonagall.
"Don't try to touch my bottom line, or try to irritate me, otherwise you will regret coming to this world," McGonagall said coldly.
"I'm curious now, whether they have found a real goal." Sean stared at McGonagall's eyes.
Thorn!
McGonagall took the sword and raised one arm, raising it with the blood.
When the arm flew into the air, A Zi spit out a thunder ball, blasting the arm into black dust.
"what--"
Sean screamed, his body fell backwards, and his face became pale.
"Your Highness!"
Everyone in the Empire of Lose panicked and moved forward.
The water magician quickly helped Sean to stop bleeding with healing magic, glanced at the arm with only a small half of the burnt bone, his eyelids jumped a few times, and even the most powerful magician could not do this. By the time the broken limb was reborn.
"I said, don’t try to touch my bottom line. This arm is for those few children. As for your life, keep it first. I hope that when you see me next time, you will have more than these six. "Scrap," McGonagall said coldly, turning his sword back.
The purple patterned griffin dived downwards, and McGonagall leaped slightly, onto the back of the griffin, then rose into the air, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
"Two princes, two princes, it's weird, weird, one has no ears, one has no arms, it's weird..." Louis hummed and turned into the house.
Representatives of all ethnic groups also went back to sleep with different expressions.
This is a somewhat inexplicable battle for everyone, so that they have two profound understandings: the country of Los Di is indeed rich, and Alex is also really strong!
"Azi, go out of the city and fly around the city." McGonagall patted Azi with a cold voice.