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The high priest's face also changed slightly. He stretched out his hand to signal a priest to drag the Sixth Prince down for treatment. When the priest dragged him down, the Sixth Prince was already unconscious and didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"I've heard of the name of the Holy Water of the Sun for a long time. I wonder if it can revive the dead?" George put down the wine glass, wiped the corner of his mouth, and looked at Avali with a smile.

Avali's pupils shrank slightly, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.

He smiled slightly and said, "Saint Envoy, you are too worried. We barbarians have thick skin and flesh and can withstand beatings. With such injuries, we can rest for a few days and then we can ride on horses again."

At this point, Avali suddenly changed the subject: "You should pay more attention to Frost Fang. There are many warriors in our Southern Wilds who are not afraid of death. Provocation can only arouse our anger."

As if verifying Avali's words, after a moment of silence, the venue suddenly remembered a large number of angry songs. Hundreds of people stood up from their seats at once! Not only was the momentum not scared away by this, but it aroused their great ferocity.

For a moment, it seemed as if the entire tribe wanted to tear Moss apart alive, and it seemed as if the entire tribe wanted to attack him in groups.

George's expression was slightly moved, as if he was a little surprised.

Then, he looked at the group of angry warriors who stood up one by one with a burning gaze, and his heart became more and more heated.

'Alexander, these daughters and sons of yours really have the same temper as you! This is a group of warriors who can really go deep into the human purgatory in the north, who can't be killed or scared away! '

Among the hundreds of people present, they can all be said to be quasi-temple knights, and they are all seeds of red robe knights. What they lack is the experience of fighting demons. And as long as they are recuperated with potions and trained by Brenda, who studies dungeons all day long, they will be big players.

Counting the others, at most, with Frostfire and the people from the Sun City, it is enough to pull out a temple knight group!

At this time, Moss had already knocked down three or four people, but more and more people stood up.

Lei Niu looked at the people who were knocked down by Moss, and his face was very wonderful. The shock in his heart turned into fear. But in the end, the fear gradually turned into anger, and then from anger, he slowly calmed down.

He could see that there were indeed traces of the Sun Angel in Moss's moves-especially the unstoppable attack!

But it seemed that these moves were only practiced for a few months and were very unfamiliar.

What he mastered was not more than himself-the skills described by the elders, which were as unshakable as mountains. Moss had not learned it yet.

At this time, Moss had already knocked down the fourth person, and although he looked sweaty, his momentum was extremely fierce. When Moss's provocative eyes looked at Lei Niu again, Lei Niu Yorksa trembled slightly in his heart, but he finally stood up after hesitation.

But at this moment, a big hand suddenly pressed Lei Niu back to his seat.

The person who came out was the second prince. He didn't have many totems on his body, but there were three most conspicuous ones. One was the eagle on his back, which looked like an eagle spreading its wings when he stretched out his arms. One was on his chest, where there was a huge demon head.

The rest were the marks of many Templar Knights and Templar Knights!

This second prince, named 'Eagle Dockre', was in his fifties. He was a brave general who had fought in the tribal unification war, the Sand Country conquest, the Dusk War, and the Holy Court War.

After the peace agreement between the Holy Court and the Southern Wilderness was signed, he even responded to the call of the Holy Court and took a group of people to participate in the demon war in the north. And after helping the Holy Court stabilize Zhenjian Pass, he led some warriors of the tribe to rush back during the siege of the Holy Court.

He was the real god of war of the northern tribe and one of the most feared people in the Holy Court.

He killed countless people in his life, especially in the tribal unification war and the war against the seven countries. He killed countless people with his own hands. He could be said to be a real butcher. But he did not engrave those defeated people as totems on his body. Because in his eyes, killing people from the tribe is not an honor, and slaughtering the weaklings of the noble corps of the seven countries is even less honorable.

Only those demons can be taken seriously by him, and he thinks that those paladins killed by him should also get his respect.

However, he respects those knights, not the Holy Court.

The second prince's body is extremely strong, and there is no sign of aging at all. But his physical strength is far from that of his youth.

However, this man is far stronger than those young people who have gone out before, and he seems to have an unshakable momentum.

Since he was defeated by the stupid son of Smoker who ran away from home many years ago, he has not participated in this kind of fight for many years. But today he is interested.

He saw the shadow of the big fool in this kid.

And Moss looked at the real god of war of the eight major tribes, and he became more serious than ever. And his eyes also showed an unparalleled fighting spirit-that Yorksa was a coward, and the battle that had not yet been fought was already boring. This battle made him even more eager.

At this moment, Moss's heart was filled with unprecedented motivation, and all the hidden strength in his body burst out at this moment. It was as if the previous battles were just warm-ups.

However, as soon as they fought, the power that erupted from the second prince's arms made Moss' heart tremble suddenly. After a few rounds, Moss was actually at a disadvantage!

The second prince's beautiful throws attracted waves of cheers in the hall. Almost all the people from various tribes stood up, except for the Frost Fang tribe and the Dawn Knights, whose faces turned red and remained silent.

Those tribal warriors who stood up kept shouting angrily at the Frost Fang people and the envoys who were sitting in their seats. For a moment, it seemed like they were surrounded by enemies.

The Frost Fang people blushed in this provocation, pushed away the Dawn Knights who were pestering them to teach them to sing, stood up with red eyes and walked off the field, and for a moment, many people from the eight tribes also stood up.

Seeing that everyone had already left the field and it almost turned into a group fight, the high priest shouted a few times and finally contained the situation.

Many people separated, leaving a space for the second prince and Moss in the center. People from both tribes stood at the edge of the field with their arms folded, as if they were going to start a real war after Moss's battle was over.

The Dawn Knights looked at the crowd off the field, scratching their heads and feeling anxious.

Seeing that there were many more people on the other side than here, it looked like the eight tribes were besieging Frostfang. But as a member of the delegation, it was not easy to step down without the order of the leader.

And those Frostfang warriors were also very proud. Although many people knew when they were in the Sky Eagle that many of these knights were even more powerful than Moss, they felt a little humiliated when outsiders attacked them right away.

Especially the most restless "little monkey", no one had ever fought with him, and no one had ever seen him fight. So they were a little distrustful of this thin and short guy.

Therefore, when Aji pestered them to teach them to sing, the Frostfang warriors looked at Aji with that look for a long time.

If it were William and the others, the Frostfang warriors would not say anything. In the eyes of the two-eyed warriors, they were the sons of the sun in the Temple of the Sun.

But can this skinny guy who follows his boss around and flatters him all day do it?

"Damn, even Alexander doesn't dare to say this to me!" Aji scratched his arm angrily. Looking at the guy on the field, he couldn't help but sigh. He turned his gaze to Moss again.