The top of the sword peak, under the bright moon.

That slightly emaciated figure was none other than the mysterious powerhouse who had been carefully teaching Sun Fei in the [Giant Pit Battlefield] in the depths of the Moro Mountains some time ago.

Zenit vu Santa Krasic!!

An incomparably dazzling and glorious name, these four words represent a legend and an honor.

Sun Fei had speculated many times that he could easily take out the Yaxin Emperor Cultivation Codex and many high-level secret books from the imperial arsenal, what was the identity of this mysterious powerhouse, Emperor Yaxin, a master of the world, or the great knight of the Knight's Palace, Akinfeev, who saw the head of the dragon and did not see the end? I just didn't expect that this mysterious powerhouse turned out to be the Supreme Martial Saint Krasich of the Empire!

Sun Fei couldn't help but stand up suddenly, and opened his mouth to shout, "Senior!"

"Yes. Martial Saint Krasic stood high on the top of the mountain and turned his head to look at Sun Fei, nodded lightly, his figure was as majestic as a mountain, and the whistling mountain wind blew the long hair of the Martial Saint, and the hair was dancing wildly, full of a kind of demonic nature, and the strong winds that could not be seen by the naked eye overflowed into the dim air, making everyone feel terrible pressure, as if a demon god had descended into the world.

After receiving a response from the martial saint Krasic, Sun Fei's mood suddenly became very good.

What Sun Fei cares about is not the identity of Krasic Martial Saint, but the care and love that this silent and emaciated elder has always cared for him.

At the beginning, Sun Fei was chased and killed by the mysterious and powerful assassin in the twenty-mile affiliated state camp, and it was also the Martial Saint Krasic who came in person, although he was not able to save Sun Fei with his own hands, but he chased and killed the assassin all the way, and it took a great battle between the two of them in the Moro Mountains to create a kilometer-long [Giant Pit Battlefield] and fist intent branded void fighting qi turbulence, knocked that strong assassin into a serious injury, and later worked tirelessly, with the respect of a country's martial saint personally instructed Sun Fei every night, as long as Sun Fei had any requirements in martial arts, he tried his best to meet them, and even the martial arts cultivation experience of the Emperor Yaxin of the empire could be taken out for Sun Fei to figure out and learn......

Although the contact was only less than 20 days, Sun Fei's martial arts foundation in the real world was formed during this time, and Sun Fei's condensation and reintegration of the lethality of various characters in the dark world finally took shape in this short period of time.

For Sun Fei, Krasic is not a high-ranking imperial martial saint, but a relative who is like a teacher, a father, a teacher and a friend.

For this Imperial Martial Saint, Sun Fei felt more respect and gratitude in his heart.

I thought I didn't know when I would meet the mysterious powerhouse again, but fate is so wonderful, who knew that the two would meet again so soon, and they would meet on this occasion.

"Senpai, be careful. At this time, Sun Fei was concerned and chaotic, and he was a little worried in his heart, and he couldn't help but shout again.

"Yes. Krasic was still cold and nodded slightly.

But it is these two sentences of 'en', but it has made countless people around them stunned, especially those Zenit nobles, although it is rare to see this imperial martial saint who lives in seclusion in the Martial Saint Mountain on weekdays, but all kinds of legends about the martial saint have long worn out their ears, it is said that this imperial martial saint is extremely indifferent, and the once famous Zenit diocese Pope Sergieli has asked the martial saint Krasic three times, but he has not received a word from this imperial martial saint' Well, in comparison with the two, although King Chambord is also famous, he is still 108,000 miles behind the Pope, and he can be favored by the Imperial Martial Saint?

For a while, even the eldest princess and Paris looked at Sun Fei's eyes full of surprise that could not be concealed.

The shock in the hearts of the fourth prince Christo and some other nobles was even more indescribable, the corners of Christo's mouth twitched, and he found that he seemed to have really done something wrong, and he didn't know if it was too late to remedy it from now on?

However, the second prince Dominguez still did not have any surprise, as if he had not seen or heard anything, and happily teased the disabled puppy Oka in his arms, the puppy's small pink tongue licked the prince's cheeks with a stinging prickly edge, and a pair of big black eyes were full of intimacy for the master.

"This young man, is it your disciple?" At the top of the Sword Peak, the Spartak Martial Saint Yaquinta, who had been silent, raised his eyebrows, and the color of the pupils of his eyes turned blood-red without knowing the right color, radiating a scorching brilliance, and suddenly asked.

"It's not. Krasic shook his head slightly, unconcerned about the strangeness of Iaquinta's eyes.

"Master, he's the Zenit who wounded Brother Barton. One of the Spartak warriors below replied in a loud voice.

"Oh?" Akinta's eyes shone like two magic lamps.

The gloomy sky made the sword peak at dusk already slightly dark, and the eyes of the Spartak Martial Saint brought people a strange aura, like two fire-colored lightning bolts tearing the sky and splitting down, just a look brought huge pressure, and the people around the empty grass changed color one after another, and the first point of strength had already knelt on the ground and roared and couldn't struggle.

And Sun Fei was shrouded in these two lightning-like gazes.

"Hahaha, old fellow, you think you are a lighthouse of the navigation tower, what do you see?" Sun Fei's heart moved, and he suddenly scolded without grace at all, Yingting's body stood straight, and layers of invisible power fluctuations spread, and even some fine soil and grass clippings could be seen floating gently as if they had lost gravity.

"Huh?" Seeing that this Zenit dared to resist his conscious pressure, Spartakwu Saint Akinta's expression changed slightly, and he stretched out a finger and swiped lightly in the void, saying, "Stupid and poor Zenit, since you dare to break one of my disciple Barton's arms, I won't kill you today, just leave you with only one arm." ”

With a finger of Equinta striking, the sky changed suddenly, the air currents surged wildly, and an irresistible bright crimson line appeared silently in the void, cutting towards Sun Fei's right arm at a speed that exceeded the limit of the naked eye's capture.

The Spartacus Warrior Saint actually shot at the King of Chambord first?

Could it be that this Chambord King is a fool who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he actually took the initiative to provoke a martial saint, what is this different from looking for death?

At this time, even the people with the lowest strength felt the horror of the Spartacus Empire's martial saints, although they couldn't capture the trajectory of that finger, but they also felt the breath of death in an instant, and some masters who had a good impression of the Chambord King changed color, and it was too late to scream and remind.

And this scene was obviously expected by the Spartak Empire warrior who loudly pointed out Sun Fei just now, and the Spartak warriors couldn't help but laugh when they saw that the mythical master was really angry.

But—

Rumble!!!!!!!!!

Sun Fei's movements were also too fast to be captured, and his arms left a series of realistic phantoms in the void, and when everyone reacted, they saw that King Chambord's right fist was shrouded in a thin layer of glass-colored light, as if it would shatter at the touch of a button, but it firmly resisted the red light that contained a terrifying aura.

"Phew! you only have to draw a root, and dare to jump out and pretend to be forced if you get a line of fire?" Sun Fei sneered.

He stood firmly in place, looking up at the Spartak Martial Saint on the top of the mountain with disdain, and did not make any moves, the power of the level 84 barbarian in his right fist exploded, and along with the skill of [Gravity Strike], in the deafening roar, the power of the finger killing flame emitted by Iaquinta was instantly shattered and annihilated in the void.

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.

Countless incredible gazes were cast on Sun Fei's body.

The second prince Dominguez, who had originally stood up, sat back slowly, a different color flashed between his eyebrows, and the thick old book that the eldest princess had been holding in her hand fell to the ground, Paris subconsciously swept the tips of her hair, and the dozen or so Spartak warriors, their eyes almost fell out of their sockets, and their mouths opened wide and almost tore their cheeks!

"Damn it, stupid Zenit, you're looking for death!!"

Spartacus Wu Saint Akinta obviously did not appear to be tall, this Zenit strength was so high, he was stunned, and he was furious. As a martial saint, his dignity was challenged, like a giant dragon being humiliated by an earth dog, his whole body was full of flames, and his whole body seemed to have turned into red jade, faintly emitting firelight.

In a fit of rage, the heavens and the earth changed color.

Spartacus Vu Saint Akinta saw that this Zenit was very strong, and was about to use all his strength to kill with one move, at this moment-

"Your opponent is me. ”

Krasic, who had been silent, suddenly stretched out his palm behind his back, as if brushing away the dust in front of him, without the slightest smoke and fireworks, and in the next moment, the cyan flame flickered, and a huge cyan palm more than twenty meters long seemed to poke out of the void, ruthlessly pressing towards Iaquinta.

"Hahaha, good! good time!!Krasic, wait until I kill you alive in front of these Zenits. Teach them to see clearly that you, the so-called Martial Saint, are just a poor worm who can't even save his own life, and then go and kill that little guy!"

Akinta laughed, raising her palm slightly.

The same huge palm that touched more than 20 meters appeared out of thin air, and suddenly flashed, catching up with the cyan palm, and for a while, the heavens and the earth shook with a roar, and the cyan and red flames of light scattered all over the sky like meteors.

The two Martial Saint-level powerhouses finally fought each other at this moment!

At this moment, in the imperial capital of St. Petersburg, in the twenty-mile affiliated state camp outside the imperial capital, and even the people of the entire Zenit Empire, they were all looking at the towering sword peak from afar, looking at the cyan and red streamers that burst into the sky, and they were all praying sincerely, hoping that the imperial martial saint Krasic could achieve the final victory!

Sun Fei, on the other hand, exhaled softly.

His Majesty the King watched the earth-shattering battle on the top of the mountain calmly, hoping that what he had just done would help Zenitvu Saint Krasic.

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The first update.