Robb lifted the Sphinx up, like a torn sack, and slammed left and right, slamming on the ground.

With every fall, the Sphinx uttered a scream, and the roar was terrible.

It waved its huge claws and wanted to attack Robb, but it couldn’t hit it because the lion’s feet were not flexible and could not bend to all angles like human hands. Its claws could only be waved in front of itself, even Can't bend behind.

As a result, Robb picked up the meat on the back of his neck and threw it to the left and right, making him dizzy.

After falling to and fro in this way, the ground was devastated. When the Sphinx was thrown on the ground once, a huge pit of sixty yards long would be thrown. After a violent fall, a hundred yards in the vicinity, They were all smashed to pieces, pitted and lumpy.

Seeing the scene of the giant facing the giant beast in front of him, the hearts of the audience on both sides couldn't help but rise up with four words-gods fighting.

Obediently my mother, the gods fight, don't splash the blood on the mortals.

The army of the desert kingdom couldn't help retreating hundreds of yards.

Baron Nolan lifted the chair under his buttocks with both hands without a trace, and moved it backward little by little in a very elegant and gentleman's motion. It is not easy to be a gentleman, even to retreat so concealed. , So as not to show timidity.

After a while, the beating was finally over.

The yellow sand in the sky slowly settled, and the air was fresh again.

In the picture that appeared in front of everyone, Robb was still standing, but the Sphinx had been thrown to the ground and could not get up.

People from the Desert Kingdom: "..."

Baron Nolan: "I knew it would be like this." He moved his chair forward again without a trace.

Madara and the assassin leader looked at each other, their expressions horrified.

Sofa sighed and lowered his head.

Robb stepped on the back of the Sphinx with one foot, clapped his hands and said, "Wow, the two thousand-ton monster fell really hard. My arms are a little sore."

Everyone: "..."

Sphinx lay on the ground and said weakly, "You bastard, you wait for me... What you have defeated now is just a clone of me, a clone summoned by a duplicate flute, not a real one. I...I can't use my full strength at all, Tiger Luo Pingyang is bullied by a dog, you wait for me, you'd better not step into the desert half a step in this life, otherwise... I will let you know... Huang Sha Great……"

Robb smiled and said, "The tiger falls in the Pingyang? You just told me not to say that you are a statue, nor that you are a lion. As a result, you now call yourself a tiger. Alas, you are not too particular about you."

Sphinx: "That's just an adjective!"

"I care about you! I'm going to spit you out anyway."

Sphinx: "..."

Forget it, there is no reason to talk to a mad guy like Robb, the Sphinx used his last strength and roared up to the sky, and then brushed the ground into a yellow sand, disappearing without a trace.

Robb had stepped on the back of the Sphinx, but the guy suddenly turned into sand and disappeared, causing Robb’s feet to sink. He almost couldn’t stand firmly. He could not help but laugh and scolded: I'm really an unspecial monster. Fortunately, I stand firm, otherwise, if I fall in front of so many people, I will lose face."

He didn’t bother to lift the giant state, so he used this state to smile at the desert kingdom army in front of him: “Okay, continue to clean up you, I want to ask now, do you want to be roasted and eaten, or do you want to be fried? Eat, or cook it?"

After speaking, he stretched out his tongue, licked his lips, and smiled maliciously at the army of the desert kingdom: "Hey hey..."

A giant said this to himself, who would stand it up?

The entire army in the Desert Kingdom couldn't help but shudder...

The commander shook the flute in his hand and thought: Can I call the Sphinx again?

However, as soon as he thought of this, the flute in his hand turned into a piece of sand, and disappeared without a trace when the wind blew. In the hands of the pharaoh of the kingdom, it is impossible to give it to anyone.

"My Fuck!" The commander gave a miserable cry and shouted: "Retreat, the whole army retreat!"

Robb laughed and said: "It's too late to retreat now. Come on, let's play a game. The name is ‘Attack on Giant’. Let’s see who of you can escape from the Giant."

He took a big step, and one step forward was dozens of yards away. Stretching out his hands, it looks like he wants to catch someone to eat.

The army of the desert kingdom made a weird cry of "boom" and turned and ran.

This Nima is a ghost if it doesn't run!

Even the guardian beasts of the desert were thrown on the ground like burlap bags, and they didn't have to play with them.

A group of people lost their helmets and armor, and fleeing lifelessly. The Mamluk cavalry riding a camel ran the fastest. In a blink of an eye they ran a few hundred meters away, but the infantry didn’t run so fast. They ran, throwing away their helmets, armors, and scimitars. Some people Wearing a golden ring ornament on her body, she didn't want it anymore and threw it on the ground lifelessly.

It is also good to lighten a little weight when escaping!

In fact, Robb can catch up with them with a single charge and catch them all. However, there is no need for Xifeng Town’s load capacity to reach its limit. The existing residents and reform-through-labor prisoners must be digested first to stabilize the economic and economic conditions of the entire village. Culture can further increase the population.

Moreover, the general population can only be increased, and the reform-through-labour criminals cannot be increased.

So Robb also chased them symbolically and just chased them away. He ran two steps forward, his eyes suddenly swept over the commander in the enemy army who was fleeing, his eyes lit up, he strode over with a big stride, and grabbed the commander.

As the top warrior of the desert kingdom, the commander was caught in the palm of his hand because he couldn't even fight Robb with a single move.

Robb smiled and asked, "What title are you?"

"Duke... Duke!" The commander stammered.

"Very good!" Robb grabbed him and held on: "You are now my captive, and I feel like you can deceive a large ransom, hahaha..."

Commander: "..."

Robb took another big step, reaching out his other hand and grabbing the big shaman: "What title are you?"

The big shaman cried and said, "Earl!"

Robb was overjoyed: "This feeling can also be worth some money."

The big shaman looked at Robb holding the commander-in-chief with his left hand and himself with his right hand. There was no third hand to catch people. He suddenly thought of something. He pointed at the witch doctor who was escaping and said: "Catch that, that's the Marquis. It is much more valuable than my earl. It is better for you to put me down and free a hand to catch him."

(The order of knighthood is: prince, man! So the marquise is more valuable than the earl.)

"I wiped it, I betrayed my companion to escape myself." Robb said, "I didn't want to catch him, so I caught you. Even if you are not so valuable, I think it's better to catch you."

Great Shaman: "..."