Night, the city of Turin.

"He has been hiding in the royal palace of Turin for a month. Outside the palace were soldiers, at least three thousand men, each armed with this crossbow. So far, five would-be Swordmasters have defected. The more time goes on, the more people defect, and the worse the situation is for us. ”

It was Xiuwei who spoke, and her weapon was the same as Sun Ran's, using a knife, but she was a double knife, and the blade was very thin, like a leaf.

They were now hiding on the top floor of the Colosseum, where they had a wide view of the palace.

"This blitzkrieg ghost really has some doorways, what I thought was a simple thing is now a little tricky." Zemoses laughed, still very relaxed.

"What are your plans?" Tsui asked.

"The plan is simple. The three of us attacked together, no matter how strong this Heaven Splitting Emperor was, it was only one person and only one arm. Ten seconds, it will definitely solve him. So, what we have to do is to lure him out, and ten seconds are enough. ”

He looked at his two companions and said confidently, "Ten seconds, do you have faith?" ”

"I'm worried about one thing, his martial arts are very strong, unbelievably strong. It is rumored in the mainland that he can even tread water. I can't imagine this kind of technique. Xiuwei was still worried.

"No matter how powerful the martial arts are, it is impossible to reverse the absolute disparity in strength. I know him, his martial arts are mythologized and not so powerful. Cuiki spoke.

"Are you sure about that?" Zemoses asked.

"I'm sure. But I know better that the most powerful thing about this blitzkrieg ghost is not his martial arts, but his innate fighting instinct. He always seizes the opportunity and delivers the fatal blow to his opponent. ”

Trikit thinks back to the time they spent together, and every time he hunted, he killed his prey cleanly. A lethal blow that never drags mud and water. Looking at his martial arts, it looks very simple and seems to be very ordinary, but after thinking about it deeply, he can always be scared out of a cold sweat.

"I agree with Tsui Kite. I've seen him fight in the arena. He is a real great grandmaster, his martial arts are terrifying, and his heart is ...... More terrifying. We should consider this carefully. Xiuwei pointed to her chest.

Zemoses pinched his chin and muttered, "We seem to have a difficult opponent, and we should plan well." ”

The other party is terrible. This means that their plan must be made into a nirvana situation, and there must be no mistakes.

Just when the three Protoss Martial Saints were planning how to kill their opponents. In the palace, Sun Ran still ate as usual, eating a lot, practicing the knife when he was full, and after practicing, he either continued to eat, or sat cross-legged and pondered on the knife.

These days are simply outrageous.

Game Management Department.

This time. This battle can be said to be the pinnacle duel of this era, and it is also the last tempering of these three Protoss Martial Saints after they grow into energy lifeforms.

If successful. Then there is a high probability that the three people who are well-versed in their minds will move forward quickly and be promoted to the god realm, which is called energy life is just around the corner.

If you don't succeed and you have a demonic barrier in your heart, you can only rely on the next duel to break the demonic barrier, if you can't break it. If you are killed instead, you can only reincarnate in the next life and continue to work hard.

For this reason, there are a lot more people who pay attention to the battle situation, and there are more than a dozen, all of whom are administrators of the game.

They constantly scanned the data on the strength of both sides of the battle.

"I have to say. This human being's talent is extremely high, and his spiritual power is also very strong, and without our restrictions, it would not be difficult for him to advance to energy life. An administrator commented.

"That's why I chose him as a whetstone." The one who spoke was the administrator who had been paying attention to Sun Ran: "The sharper the knife, the better the whetstone." ”

"The whetstone seems too good." Some people frowned, afraid that instead of sharpening the knife, they would destroy the knife.

"Are we afraid that our young people will not be able to break the barrier of failure? Don't worry, I have to say, the memory barrier is a really good idea. The administrator laughed.

If there is a magic barrier in the heart, just block it, in the virtual world, there is no threshold that cannot be passed.

"Oh." A Protoss administrator suddenly shouted in shock: "Look, I have already assessed the level of this blitzkrieg ghost star core, it is very pure, without the slightest impurity, it is a perfect star core. ”

The star core, the source of endless star power for saint-level martial artists, the more perfect the condensation, the stronger the power that can explode within a certain period of time.

With the Perfect Star Core, then the power that this Heaven Splitting Emperor can burst out will be invincible and unstoppable, unless the opponent he encounters also has this thing.

"What about Xiuwei and them?"

"The three of them, Zemoses condensed the best, is the first-level star core, followed by Xiuwei, and then Cuiji. In a head-to-head match, Zemoses was unable to stop the power of the Sky Splitter. "The administrator assessed the power gap.

The whetstone is really a little better, but he has to sharpen three knives at the same time, and who wins and who loses can only be known after the fight.

"I don't know why, I'm looking forward to this fight." Someone said that the common thoughts of the administrators present were in mind.

Game world.

Sun Ran is still the same as always, but today is a little different, Lan Zi, who has not been seen for many days, came over, followed by five strong warriors.

"Why are you here?" Sun Ran asked lightly, without any emotion in his voice.

"Emperor, behind me are all would-be sword saints who have come to seek refuge. Something seems to be wrong in the city these days, and it is possible that the Zed Martial Saint has arrived, perhaps hidden somewhere in the city. These people may be able to help. Lanzi said.

Sun Ran glanced at the five quasi-sword saints casually, and his voice was still faint: "Okay, although it is weak, it is better than nothing." You can stay, but you can't walk into my hall. ”

"......" The quasi-sword saints all showed displeasure on their faces, this blitzkrieg ghost was too arrogant, even if he was a sword saint, but now if the five of them besieged him, they didn't know who would win and who would lose.

Sun Ran seemed to be able to hear the voices of these people, and said with a light smile: "Dissatisfied? Disobedience is a common idea of the weak. I'm right here, if you have the guts, you can come and challenge yourself, one by one, come together, feel free. ”

At this time, Sun Ran's sharp edge on his body had completely converged, and even the eyes that were originally described as blue demon eyes had returned to their true nature and became a chaotic blue ball of light.

When he was a quasi-sword saint, Sun Ran gave the impression of being a fierce man, but now, in the eyes of everyone, he was an ordinary person through and through, and if he mixed in the blitzkrieg ghost crowd, he wouldn't even recognize him.

But!

Hearing Sun Ran's words, the five quasi-sword saints looked at each other a few times, and finally lowered their heads.

The Emperor of the Split Heaven is too prestigious.

Sun Ran smiled, these five are also gutsless people, although they are not very useful, but when it comes to the real battle, there is no need to worry about them doing black hands behind their backs.

"Alright, that's it, you all get out." Sun Ran issued an eviction order.

All six saluted, turned and retreated.

At that moment, an arrow glowing with a deep purple light flew in from the entrance of the main hall and pointed straight at ...... Lan Zi, the daughter of the duke, who has no martial arts at all in the main hall.

The speed of this arrow is very fast, and there is a purple light tail behind it, like a world-destroying meteor, the five quasi-sword saints have no time to block it, and they don't dare to block it, the reason is very simple, the only one who can shoot this kind of arrow is the arrow god Cui Ji of the Zede people, and the one who blocks it will die!

Lan Zi was directly stunned, standing quietly in place, staring at the rapidly approaching purple light, helplessly waiting for death to come.

At this moment, many thoughts turned through her mind.

The only person present who could save her should be the Heaven Splitting Emperor, but will this alien sword saint save her? Apparently not, because she knew she had no value in his eyes at all.

It seems that the only thing that awaits me is death. That's the last thought.

At the same time as this thought flashed, a faint blue sword appeared in the field of vision, and it shot out with extreme speed, accurately slicing the flying arrow.

With a bang, the arrow exploded directly, and the knife continued to move forward, cutting into the stone wall of the hall half a meter thick with a 'poof', easily penetrating it, and then rushing out from the other side, rushing into the night sky, and rushing out for hundreds of meters before the sword dissipated.

The two sides clashed forces and made judgments.

Lan Zi shuddered, reacted, she was saved, turned her head to look at Sun Ran, but saw that he had already stood up, and couldn't help asking, "Why did you save me?" ”

Sun Ran glanced at her, and his gaze was like saving a stray cat and dog on the side of the road, and he didn't answer at all.

Then he rushed out of the main hall, and a thunderous voice exploded in the night: "Despicable gods, suffer death!" (To be continued......)