Text Chapter 384 Victory and Defeat
It was completely different from Xiao Yichen's furious release, at this moment, Tianhui Xin was covered in orange flames that couldn't even wrap his body, but concentrated on the long knife held tightly on his waist. The whole long knife seemed to be ignited by flames, and while it was burning, the shining light made it impossible to look at it directly.
Xiao Yichen, who had already raised his momentum to the top, no longer opened his mouth to say a word, his body suddenly squatted slightly, his left leg half drew an arc and retreated behind him, his body was in a posture of arching forward and back, and the silver dragon in his hand was already accompanied by the raised arm, raised to the side of his ear, and the tip of the sword pointed to the vital point of Tianhui Xin's chest.
It seemed that it was difficult to look directly at the red light emanating from the long knife on Tianhui Xin's waist, Xiao Yichen, whose star eyes were slightly closed, opened his eyes only as big as a gap, but he didn't exert his strength for a long time to maintain his posture.
Tianhui Xin didn't move, except for maintaining his posture of clutching the handle of the knife, he didn't even move at all, and seemed to be waiting for Xiao Yichen to attack first.
Call!
The huge air mass around Xiao Yichen's body suddenly disappeared into the air in a sound like blowing out a candle, completely exposing his body in front of everyone. Even the flickering purple light disappeared from anyone's eyes at this moment.
"Introverted!" Prince Rekel's eyes flashed, and he clenched his fists tightly, revealing the green tendons on them, as if he was extremely excited.
At this moment, not to mention Prince Rekel, Xiao Lingtian and Xiao Feixing, masters who had reached the Sixfold Realm of the Nine Dragons, all clenched their fists, and their eyes did not blink at Xiao Yichen, who looked like an ordinary person in front of him.
Tianhui Xin's unchanging eyes finally became impatient when the last glimmer of light on Xiao Yichen's body dissipated. He was able to condense all of his aura onto the long knife at his side, and just doing that was enough to make him proud. But the man in front of him completely restrained his breath, as if he had disappeared from heaven and earth, and there was not even a trace of bone and blood left. Such a strong enemy, like a legendary miracle, really appeared in the eyes of Radiant Xin, and his self-confidence began to collapse little by little.
"Eternal Green Dragon Divine Sword, Ninth Style ......"
Xiao Yichen's voice obviously came from his mouth, but in anyone's ears, it seemed to come from all directions, even from the depths of the ground under his feet.
"Sword Swing Gods and Demons ......"
The four characters fell, Xiao Yichen's figure shot towards Tianhui Xin like lightning, and in the eyes of others, it seemed that he would move instantly, and suddenly fell from the original location to a few meters behind Tianhui Xin, and the posture was just withdrawn from his right hand to the ear, turning into a straight stab.
"Kyushu is destroyed!"
When Xiao Yichen's voice suddenly sounded again, he was still in place and did not move, but his eyes had been wide to the limit, as if he was about to tear the corner of his eye, but it was as if he had really been petrified, and he didn't even move at all.
Rumble!
Just when everyone was a little confused about the power of this Ancient Green Dragon Divine Sword, a silver-white lightning suddenly fell from the clear sky, and in the time when others couldn't react at all, it slashed at Tianhui Xin. At this time, Xiao Yichen had already waved the silver dragon in his hand, the tip of the sword hung down to the ground, and slowly stood up straight.
That lightning appeared quickly and went quickly, if it weren't for the instant evaporation of Tianhui Xin's clothes in the center of the field, not even a single hair left, still standing in the center as if it was broken black charcoal, and the huge crater with a diameter of more than three hundred meters under his feet, I am afraid that anyone would think that Xiao Yichen was just bluffing.
"The knife drawing technique is really powerful. It's a pity that the speed is a little slower. Xiao Yichen turned around and walked slowly towards Tianhui Xin, as if there was still time to sigh.
"Prince Ling Xiao is known as the strongest in the world, and I understand it below. It's a pity, it's a pity. Still in a posture, as if only the mouth could move, Tianhui Xin, sighed as if with infinite regret.
It was only at this time that everyone realized that the long knife on the waist side of the clenched hand in his hand was pulled out halfway, as if he could pull it all out with a little more force.
Walking in front of Tianhui Xin, he slowly stretched out his hand and pinched the handle at the end of the long knife, Xiao Yichen stared at the white man who had lost his expression in front of him, and said indifferently: "Do you know why this king is stronger than you?"
"Please advise. As if he didn't have the arrogance he had before, Tianhui Xin asked very frankly.
"Because, behind you are only the so-called samurai, and behind this king are hundreds of millions of people of the empire. This king cannot lose and will not lose. ”
"Those pariahs?"
"Hehe, there are no untouchables, how can they get something for nothing, and pamper the warriors?"
"......" Tianhui Xin was silent for a moment, and then said, "Thank you for your advice." ”
"In the next life, remember these words, maybe you will be stronger. When Xiao Yichen's words fell, his hand pushed slightly, completely sealing the long knife into the scabbard.
Turned around, walked slowly towards the main entrance of the main hall, and when the third step landed, Tianhui Xin's body seemed to be loaded with a bomb, and with a loud bang, the bones and blood all over his body turned into flying residues, like a rain of blood.
Bathed in the rain of blood, he didn't care that his valuable clothes were stained by the rain of blood, and the brilliant purple light shrouded his body again.
Raising his head, his demonic dark purple eyes locked on the colorless Asahi Seisuke, Xiao Yichen raised his head and said proudly: "This king, you won!!"
"Your Highness is mighty!"
"The third brother is mighty!"
"Imperial God of War!"
"Imperial God of War!Imperial God of War!Imperial God of War!!"
In an instant, the countless soldiers who surrounded the entire hall waved the weapons in their hands, looked at the man who was walking indifferently, and howled desperately to show their mood at the moment.
Xiao Feixing and the others, who were originally extremely nervous, also waved their fists at this moment, shouting loudly with flushed excitement. Allure and Xiao Tuanzi, who were caught, hugged each other even more, and used their volume to add bricks and tiles in the cheers that shook the world.
"Imperial God of War, really Imperial God of War!" Rekel glanced at the countless dragon soldiers who appeared around the entire hall at some point, looking at their fanatical eyes, as if they were pun intended, and sighed softly.
didn't care about other people's reactions, and didn't look at Yu Xiaoxiang, who kept jumping up and waving his pink fist because he was too excited, or even Xiao Yichen, who didn't lift the silver dragon colonization costume, stared at Asahi Seisuke, walked slowly in front of him step by step, tilted his head to the left, swung his neck to the right, and suddenly said: "Asahi Seisuke, what other tricks are there, let's use them together." This king doesn't have so much time to talk nonsense with you, will you die by yourself, or will this king send you to the stars?"