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Warrior of the Five Gods 2

Dama's pupils suddenly contracted. She was a "god warrior" of the Maserb. She was accustomed to life and death. Her hands could break a tiger and leopard, but the pressure on her was as high as a mountain. Dama's throat was dry, and she took the iron with both hands.

The bow murmured: "There is such a magic bow. It must have drunk a lot of people's blood. I can feel its harsh murderous aura..." This iron bow is more than ten times heavier than her red sandalwood bow, and Dama did everything.

With all her strength, she could only pull a very small arc. The sharp alloy bow string almost cut her fingers. In order to avoid injury, she had to put down the iron bow, her eyes were filled with depression, unwillingness and shock - she is a Maser

If someone hears that she can't even pull a bow, wouldn't it be a huge blow to the proud Maser?

Fu Chenxue took the iron bow and said, "Its name is 'Dragon Yin'. Invasion is like fire. The arrow will kill you. He has drunk thousands of blood!" After saying that, he held the bow with his left hand and pulled the string with his right hand, which was clear and bright.

The dragon roared through the strings, and the bow opened like a full moon. In an instant, the temperature in the earthen house dropped sharply, and the strong murderous intent flew like snow.

Dama looked at Fu Chenxue with colorful eyes. This oriental man brought too many surprises. I really don’t know how many shocking legends there are under his elegant appearance?

Fu Chenxue appeared at the training ground with the "Dragon Roar Bow" on his back, which immediately caused a sensation among the Masai people. In the long history of the Masai people, no foreigners have ever participated in the selection of "God Warriors", but no one dared to object because

His qualifications were approved by the Presbyterian Church. Despite this, except for the calm faces of the warriors from the "Daka" clan, the contestants from other clans showed strong disdain. On the African continent, they are the gods.

The darlings, relying on the gift of God, they gain powerful strength and extraordinary combat skills. No one can defeat them. This strange Eastern man is not worthy of being their opponent.

A tall guy like a black bear walked up to Fu Chenxue, competed with his middle finger, spitted on the ground again, and said viciously: "I don't care who you are or where you are from. You'd better hear it clearly.

Dama is a little bit far away. She is the goddess of our Masai. If you know the truth, get out of here, otherwise I will break your neck!"

Fu Chenxue looked at him, and a cold light like a blade flashed through her eyes. The "Daka" warriors "Antelope" and "Lion" who participated in the competition with Fu Chenxue saw this, stepped forward and said angrily: "Ba

Lu, Fu Chenxue is our most honorable guest and a warrior representing the competition of "Daka". Are you challenging "Daka" if you do this?"

Baru said: "'Dhaka' is the home of the goddess Dama, and it is respected by all Masai people. And you actually sent an outsider to represent Dhaka's. Are you not afraid of losing the face of Dhaka?

Don’t these so-called 'warriors' feel ashamed?"

"Liuzi" was furious and pulled out his waist knife and shouted: "Baru, you are so brave, you dare to insult the 'Dhaka' warrior - come on, pull out your knife, let's see who is

It's a coward!"

Baru said disdainfully: "Liuzi, you are not worthy of fighting with me-"

"Liuzi" was furious and was about to attack after pushing his sword. Baru laughed wildly and said, "Liuzi, do you want to have more people than our "Jeble" clan?" He waved backwards, ten from the "Jeble" clan

Several warriors were unsheathed and slowly surrounded them. The "Antelope" did not show any weakness, but also showed their waists and stood beside the "Lion". A bloody conflict was about to break out. Fu Chenxue grabbed the "Lion"

"Zi" put his waist knife back into the scabbard and said lightly: "If you want to fight desperately, go to the battlefield. The Maser's "God Warrior" is a hero that everyone is watching, not a coward who can win with many people."

Here, he turned around and looked at Baru and others, saying word by word: "I will wait for you, and I hope the famous 'Jeble' will not disappoint me!"


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