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But so what? In front of him, no matter how strong a genius is, he will fall.

"Then let's try it!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly, and the Qiuyuan Sword suddenly crossed a heavy trajectory and slashed in one place.

"Boom!" the ground in that place suddenly collapsed, in vain.

"How easy is it for you to capture my position!haha!" Simon laughed wildly, and then fell silent.

"This battle, the general trend has been decided!" Yi Wenxiang saw this, and his heart slowly settled down! Although Zhuang Yichen is very demonic and has great potential, for a dead person, demonism and potential have no meaning.

"What a cunning guy!" Xie Mingxiu, who was watching the battle in the world list at this time, couldn't help but laugh coquettishly.

In the eyes of many people at this time, Zhuang Yichen undoubtedly looks a little tragic, a little pedantic, and a respectable martial artist, but Xie Mingxiu knows that when it is time to be black, Zhuang Yichen is more cunning than anyone else.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhuang Yichen and Ximen's worry-free occupation passed another hour.

Ximen Wuwu shot more than ten times one after another, and each time he could leave scars on Zhuang Yichen's body.

"Tick!" Blood dripped on the ground, Zhuang Yichen sat down a little weakly, as if the strength in his body was about to be exhausted.

"You can't even freeze your blood!It looks like you're already a crossbow with a strong bow!" Simon said in a sneering voice.

"You continue to use high-level Wenbao, and you continue to maintain the form of a shadow assassin, not much stronger than me!" Zhuang Yichen was still very calm.

"You are indeed a very formidable opponent, and you are very calm! It's a pity that you have forgotten one thing!" said Simon without worrying and reserved.

"I still have a tongue and a sword yet!" After the last word fell, the light of the sunset shone again in the arena.

And the shadow assassin also emerged from the shadows and killed Zhuang Yichen fiercely. What's even more terrifying is that a three-foot ancient sword suddenly emerged from the top of Zhuang Yichen's head and slashed off his head.

"Ah, Brother Zhuang, be careful!" Li Xuerou and Bai Yuting couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"It's a pity!" Kong Ruo'er shook her head a little disappointed, although Zhuang Yichen showed strength and talent that surprised the world, but in the face of a character like Ximen Wuwu, it was still a little worse after all.

If Ximen Wuwu didn't have a sunshine mirror, it would be impossible for the shadow assassin alone to slowly consume his soul energy.

"Loyal and brave, be careful!"

"Loyal and brave Gong, you will not lose, you will definitely win! You will create miracles!" Among the countless states and counties in Yan Kingdom, countless people were shouting. Their faces were red, and even the green tendons on their necks were throbbing.

They saw from the canopy that the attacks from the three directions were very terrifying, and Zhuang Yichen had already fallen to the ground, without the strength to fight.

Many people couldn't help but shed tears, but they couldn't help but silently pray in their hearts for a miracle to happen.

Yi Wenxiang clenched his hands tightly, his eyes staring at the canopy of heaven without blinking! As long as he took a few breaths, the trouble that hindered his plan would never exist.

This is the last hope of the royal family, and he knows this very well at this time! As soon as Zhuang Yichen died, the eldest princess must have lost the ambition to fight with the cabinet.

"You will not let me down! You are for the country and for the people......" The eldest princess sat quietly behind the beaded curtain, her heart extremely calm.

Because she had already made a decision in her heart, if Zhuang Yichen died, she would keep the festival for life.

At this moment, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Zhuang Yichen's face. And this made everyone watching the battle stunned.

This smile is extremely clear, even if you are 500 degrees of myopia, it is impossible to see it wrong.

"Why is he still smiling?"

"How dare he laugh?"

"Is death a relief for him?" many people were stunned.

"Lao Tzu is waiting for you at this moment!" Zhuang Yichen roared, and the soul qi that had recovered most of the soul in the martial hall began to flow out in a steady stream of internal force.

His body was a hundred times faster than a cheetah, and it bounced into the air at a strange angle.

"Want to die and struggle?" Ximen Wuwu sneered, his tongue sword disappeared suddenly, and appeared half a foot in front of Zhuang Yichen's chest after a moment. This tongue sword attack is strange and unpredictable, and it seems to have some kind of spatial attribute.

"Flowing years!" Zhuang Yichen had already entered the most perfect realm at this time, and the Qiuyuan Sword was swinging slowly, full of moving charm.

The speed of this sword was extremely slow, and it was like a snail crawling in Simon's eyes.

However, this snail-like speed killed the Shadow Assassin with a single sword, slashed his own tongue with a sword, and then stabbed him only in the heart.

This is one of Zhuang Yichen's strongest martial arts, especially after he has just comprehended the law of time, this sword already contains a perception of the flow of time.

Since the beginning of the fight with Ximen Wuwu, Zhuang Yichen has been waiting for the opportunity to make a move, and now he has waited.

He had always had a hunch that the other party's tongue sword was different from that of ordinary scribes, and it was clear that he had judged correctly.

If he had made a direct attack before, and the space possessed by Ximen's tongue sword would have been launched later, it would probably be a lose-lose situation. And now, everything is under the control of the passing years.

"Hmph!" Ximen Leopard watched Zhuang Yichen's sword strike, and suddenly snorted. The terrifying divine soul power was reached in an instant.

"Oh no!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt a terrifying killing intent coming, wanting to stop him before he could kill Ximen Wuwu.

You don't have to think about it to understand that this is Ximen Leopard's shot, otherwise with Sun Sheng, how dare the rest of the people do this.

It's just that he was still unwilling in his heart, and he opened his eyes and roared angrily: "Disease!"

The space-time water droplets in the ancestral aperture suddenly began to spin, and a trace of translucent light flew out.

Qiu Yuan's sword instantly sped up by many times, and directly stabbed into Ximen's chest.

"Boom!" Ximen Leopard's Divine Soul attack descended, directly entering the ancestral aperture! In an instant, the world of the ancestral aperture faintly began to show signs of collapse.

Tao Lisi in the martial hall screamed, and the Qiuyuan Sword immediately disappeared from Zhuang Yichen's hand, and appeared in his soul in the blink of an eye.

And the phoenix clone in the soul suddenly turned into a phoenix wrapped in flames at this time, and rushed forward desperately.

The Dao Seed was beating wildly more than ever, and three small drops of liquid popped out of the water droplets.

Time seems to have produced some kind of mutation in the ancestral aperture, and the ancestral aperture, which was on the verge of collapse, suddenly regained as before.