readx;?“ Be careful! Alan yelled, trying to warn Julian of the next blast of the blast, only to find himself unable to scream. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info then came to his senses, not that he couldn't make a sound, but that the explosion that sounded from a distance was too loud to drown out his voice.

Yes, an explosion.

Earth-shattering explosions.

When the giant sword slashed down the scorching sun, the sky and earth darkened after the two fell to the ground, and the light that suddenly rose in that direction became the only color. Then came a violent explosion, the light of the explosion radiated at a terrible speed in all directions, and the rough estimate of the radiation range was measured in kilometers, and in an instant, an area of nearly a kilometer square was already engulfed by the bright light. Circles of light ripple spread and rise, forming an inverted arc in the sky.

Under the arc, a thick pillar of fire erupted, and black-red flames erupted into the air, and finally the air wave formed by the shock wave carried countless sand and stones head-on. Stepping off the war horse and the strong wind stopped him, and Julian set off a wave of anger. Luckily, Alan jumped off his horse, caught him in the air, and brought him back to the ground. Julian's face turned pale, and he looked at the light flame in the distance for a long time.

The power of that wave of explosions was enough to raze the entire imperial capital, this was the destructive power of the top powerhouses, and Alan believed that if they wanted to, they would be able to destroy it even more completely.

At the core of the explosion, the flames were still spewing out, but in fact there were no flames on the ground, and the closest flames to the ground were also four or five meters high. But there was no flame on the surface, but there was smoke billowing from the earth. Inside the gray smoke, suddenly a golden ball of light rushed out, and Targario pounced on Marson unscathed, except for the size of the armament was somewhat reduced, the emperor looked the same.

There wasn't a single flaming sword by Masson's side, but he could still laugh. The five fingers of his right hand were put together, and from that arm, there was also a sword intent. Only Targario, who is extremely familiar with him, knows that Masson's body is his most terrifying sword. However, when Masson uses his hand as a sword, it is also time for him to reveal his hole cards, but this is not the case with Targario.

The Emperor knew that it was time to decide the winner.

These thoughts passed through his mind, and Masson's figure continued to expand in his eyes. When the golden sun pounced, Ma Sen took a step forward, squatted slightly, swept with his right hand, and pulled out a faint stream of fire to sweep over the golden sun. Targario's forces immediately collapsed, revealing the form of the Emperor in the golden light. Targario smashed his fist on Marson's lower abdomen at the same time, a circle of gray ripples spread, and the flame armor on Marson's body lit up, and then the flames flew away and disappeared, and the Emperor also disarmed Marson.

Masson shouted, reached out and grabbed the Emperor's arm and pulled it back, and Targario fell to the Sword Lord. Masson's eyes flashed, and lightning stabbed out of his right hand. Fingertips instantly hit Targario's golden armor. The armor melted like cheese, and Masson stabbed straight with his right hand, the touch of skin already coming from the tips of his fingers. But that was the end of it, because the emperor's other hand restrained his wrist like an iron hoop.

The Sword Lord shrugged his shoulders, his five fingers flicked, and the tip of his palm was on Targario's chest. The Great Emperor snorted, and a faint flame mark shot out from the wind behind him. The flame marks rushed obliquely into the sky, and in an instant, they were thousands of meters away, but they still castrated, so a broken wisp of orange and yellow lines remained in the air for a long time, as if the heaven and earth were divided into two!

Targario let out a long whistling from his mouth, and the whistling sound was faint. He took Marson's hand and lifted it up,

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) lifted the whole person of the Sword Lord into the air, drew a semicircle, and then smashed it to the ground. Masson was dizzy with shock, and when he came back to his senses, a fist was growing in front of him. Then there was a moment of darkness, and in the moment he lost consciousness, Masson was smashed to the ground by a punch from the Emperor.

The surrounding ice fields cracked and shattered, and Masson was embedded in the ground. When he regained consciousness, Targario threw another punch, which fell, and the earth and stone first buried Marson. Then hundreds of tons of impact kinetic energy acted on the ground, and the ground could not withstand such an impact, so more than a dozen cracks as thick as an arm extended. The shortest crack was also 100 meters long, and the longest one was close to 300 meters! With a bang, the ground sank into an irregular pit.

Mudstone eruption.

Targario gasped as he raised his iron fist, but couldn't help but spew a mist of blood out of his mouth. The blood mist fell on Marson's face, and the Sword Lord was buried in the earth except for his head, and the Emperor's blood made him regain consciousness. Targario staggered back, and the blow of Masen's pure sword qi pierced through his heart core, leaving a thin crack in the hedron-like heart core.

Although the rift is small, it is a serious injury for Targario. Now his whole body is scurrying around, and he can barely control it.

Ma Sen was not happy either, the two punches of the Great Emperor smashed the source power of his whole body, and the beating of the heart core was even more slow, as if it would stop at any time. But at this time, his mood was unexpectedly calm, and he even had time to look at Targario and smile: "Maybe I should thank you, Targario." In the last moments of my life, I was finally able to lift the burden from my shoulders and let myself die like an ordinary person. ”

"You know what? You're a wayward bastard. Targario coughed up another mouthful of blood, and he reached out to wipe it, and then went to pull Masson up: "But you bastard, I won't let you die." You probably misunderstood what I just said, I don't necessarily have to kill you to stop, it's enough to make you an ordinary person. ”

"Then I might as well be dead." Masson smiled bitterly, suddenly his face changed, and shouted: "Watch behind you, Targario! ”

The Emperor was looking at Marson, and saw his own figure in his sapphire-like eyes, and a shadow falling from the sky behind him. Targario immediately turned around, and the source power surging in his body was forcibly restrained by him, and then surged to every corner of his limbs. But after all, it was still a little slower, and the man who fell behind him had an extremely handsome face and a strange black and red complexion. His eyes flashed with lightning as if they were filled with explosive energy, and then his hands spread out and smashed into the sides of Targario's head like wings.

The Emperor roared, but could not stop the blood that poured from his eyes, nostrils, and mouth. An indescribably large energy invaded his body from the palms of the other party, and this energy continued to vibrate his body and even his internal organs. I don't know how many organs burst into pieces, and even the heart core of the Great Emperor was centered on the scar torn out by Ma Sen, and new cracks continued to spread out in all directions.

In an instant, Targario's heart core was almost about to disperse, but it was tightly restrained by the Emperor's source power. The Emperor was bleeding from seven holes, and he still smashed his fist on the forehead with an extremely strong fist, and a golden ripple blasted out from the back of the man's head, taking the man and flying upside down with a muffled snort. In mid-air, drops of purple blood fell from the sky.

The man flew upside down for a hundred meters, fell to the ground and rolled twice, before he could barely stand up with his head on his feet. But he also had blood on his face, not much better than Targario.

He grinned, turned and ran. A few flickering, already gone.

Targario felt the world spin for a while, and in a trance, he seemed to hear Masson's scream and Julian's scream. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was indeed lying between Julian's arms, and Alan was standing on the first emperor. Looking at them, Targario couldn't help but smile bitterly, opened his mouth, and said weakly: "Take me back, I must go back to Oliscar immediately." ”

Then he hung his head and fell unconscious.

Alan and Julian glanced at each other, and for a moment their hearts were confused. After the big explosion, they rushed in this direction at full speed. When they arrived, they happened to see the scene of Targario being attacked. It's just that it happened too suddenly, and when Alan left Julian and the Red King came out of the sheath, the man had already been knocked away by the Emperor, and then fled with injuries. Alan didn't know who it was, but he had a feeling that they would meet again.

Now that Targario is in a coma, you must know that when the strength reaches their level, even if it is seriously injured, you can stay awake. If Targario needs to go into a coma to stabilize his injuries, then it is obvious that the Emperor is now seriously injured, and he is probably on the verge of death!

Julian looked at the Sword Lord and then at Allen. Alan shook his head, he could see that the source power in Ma Sen's body had been dissipated ninety percent, and the remaining source power was still in the process of collapsing. Even if Masson survives, he is no different from ordinary people. Targario was more than capable of killing him, and since the Emperor hadn't, his decision should be respected.

Julian nodded, deciding to let Masson go. Alan knew that it was no further ado, so he hurriedly picked up the emperor on his back and put him on a war horse. After they all left, Masson stared blankly at the sky. Until another look appeared in his eyes, Midian crouched down beside him, examined him, and asked, "Targario really doesn't have anything to say to you, and even if he does, he still doesn't want to kill you." ”

"You're right, even though I wanted to kill him, he still treated me as a brother. Midian, maybe you're right, I shouldn't have taken this path......"

"What's the use of talking about this now, get up, you can't die with me."

"No, I can't do anything. Let me die here, you take her away. Maybe I can't give it to her, you can do it. Ma Sen looked at the man who was also one of the Ten Saints: "Promise me and try to keep her alive." ”

"If you want to do that, first you have to survive. Otherwise, I'm sure, she wouldn't want to live even if you died. Masson, you're a bastard, Targario is right. Don't you know that if it weren't for you, she probably wouldn't have been able to support her for so long. If you die now, she may not survive tomorrow. Midi paused, looked into the distance, and said, "And I have a hunch that something big is going to happen to this country next." If Targario can't get past this, Masson, don't you think you have to do something? You know, but it's because of you that our king will have an accident. ”

Ma Sen was stunned, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then you still have so much nonsense, save me!" ”

Midian snorted, and reluctantly reached out and lifted Masson straight out of the ground.

(End of chapter)

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