That night?

However, even that night was not so perverted.

casually, he pinched the bearded knight to death, this is a martial artist in the central region, far more powerful than the ordinary late stage of the Heavenly Rank Realm.

It's also too strong.

Even in the face of Amos, who is famous in the central region, Yechen is still light and breezy, and he looks like he doesn't take anyone in his eyes with his hands behind his back.

In the face of such a strong enemy, he can also defeat?

Countless people watched this scene silently, their eyes constantly changing on Amos and Yechen's bodies.

Although Li Ling hated Yechen, at this moment, he also hoped that Yechen could win, just because he wanted to live.

The people in the bright camp, when they looked at Yechen, had various expressions, worried, worried that Yechen's strength was too strong.

There are also sarcastic ones, look at how Yechen stood up and was then killed by Amos.

In front of the night, Amos's four teams of white wings flapped slowly under the wrapping of holy light, and the holy breath spread to every corner of the stars.

His gaze was majestic, and he slowly spoke: "Originally, you plagued the dark world, for the sake of this matter, if you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, I can still give you a good time." But you even dared to kill the people of my light camp, and now no one can save you. ”

The tip of the sword in his hand pointed at Yechen from afar, and Amos said loudly: "I am the most loyal servant of the God of Light, and I now give you death in the name of the God of Light!"

Immediately after, the sword in Amos's hand was raised high, and the light illuminated the sky, and even the darkness beyond the stars was pierced by the milky white light, and the entire star was like a glowing sphere.

Amos's sword slashed towards Yechen with a white light full of sky, tearing the void apart with the white horse he brought, and as Amos's glowing figure flew in front of Yechen, it was immediately slashed.

"Hehe!" Yechen smiled, grabbed the void in his right hand, and the black flames rose into the air, and immediately condensed into a black magic sword.

The magic sword is thick, and under the tempering of divine blood, it has become more powerful and powerful, far surpassing the ordinary Heavenly Realm magic weapon.

Originally, this was a very spiritual sword that grew up with its master.

On the magic sword, the cold ghost fire exploded instantly, the flames shook and burned on the sword, and Yechen wielded the flaming magic sword, which slammed into the light cross sword.

While waving his arms, the muscles on Yechen's seemingly weak arms were tied up like the roots of an old tree, and every trace of flesh and blood contained devastating power.

"Boom!" a violent explosion exploded, and the sound waves stirred in the sky.

Subsequently, people saw that in the sky, Yechen stood proudly, holding a magic sword and blooming blue flames, and the cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, standing in the air and blooming with a peerless demeanor.

It's invincible.

And Amos, who almost destroyed the entire formation with the strength of one person, flew upside down in the sky, and was blasted out of the stars by Yechen's blow, smashing on the moon of this star, smashing out a huge deep pit.

Countless people, their pupils subconsciously widened, including Li Ling and Lin Yan, as well as everyone in the Bright Camp.

That's Amos, an absolute powerhouse in the starry sky battlefield, a terrifying existence, who completely fell into disadvantage when he faced it head-on.

Don't be so amazing.

Li Ling, who reacted, subconsciously clenched his fists, how he hoped that it was himself who was standing in the sky at the moment.

As for Lin Yan, she was even more shocked and speechless, Yechen's peerless appearance was imprinted in her heart, making her heart surging and full of excitement.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Yechen's mouth, his body, but the dragon blood that had just been refined, and the Hope Tower had reached the eighth layer, and he dared to confront him head-on, which was really far from it.

Yechen's gaze gradually swept over the people in the light camp.

Alva and the others showed fear on their faces, and subconsciously took a step back, and no one dared to resist the power of Yechen.

Suddenly, there was a light blooming in the distant void, and everyone looked up with a feeling, only to see a dazzling light blooming on the satellite.

That is, the direction in which Amos hit.

Then, the ball of light in the center of the light suddenly shot out, turning into a streamer and falling above everyone's heads in an instant.

At the center of the light is none other than Amos.

Amos was holding a cross light sword, with feathers falling on his wings, but his face was still full of majesty and confidence, and he said loudly: "It's worthy of the night that is making trouble in the dark world, I admit that I underestimated you, but, so far, in front of the God of Light, all resistance is in vain." ”

Amos knelt on one knee with a cross-light saber in both hands, and said aloud: "O god of light, your servant is praying sincerely that there is a demon who will go against your will, and as an act of blasphemy, please give your servant the most powerful power to destroy the enemy in front of you." ”

As his voice continued to bloom, the top of Amos's head, as if the void was torn, was pierced by a beam of milky white light, enveloping Amos's body.

Gradually, the majesty of Amos's body became more and more intense.

More milky white light poured into the cross-lightsaber, making the lightsaber in his hand even brighter and more powerful.

"Not good!" Tang Yixiang shouted, "Brother Night, while his skills are still brewing, take us away." ”

"Oh, can't you interrupt?" Yechen muttered, and then suddenly stepped forward, the magic sword in his hand slashing at Amos.

The streamer that shrouded Amos's body suddenly exploded with a fierce and majestic force, shaking Yechen far away.

This force, majestic, pure, has an irresistible meaning.

"What is this, it is really the power of the God of Light. Yechen snorted softly, and then shook his head again, it must be the power of a certain divine envoy, how can this kind of person who is not even a god be favored by the God of Light himself.

However, this power is indeed incomparably majestic, if the real body comes, I am afraid that a single thought can murder Yechen.

As the light faded, Amos's half-kneeling body slowly rose to his feet, and then looked at the night.

With a slight swing of his right hand, the power on the cross-lightsaber seemed to cut through the void and destroy everything.

"Be careful! this is the judgment of the gods!" Lin Yan and Tang Yi below, shouted in unison.

"Big brother, kill him!" Alva shouted, Yechen's power made them feel a great threat, and only by letting Yechen die could they get rid of this nasty feeling.

"Are you ready?" Amos said slowly, "This is a power that only those who are favored by the gods can have, in the past, I used this sword to kill countless geniuses, including the dark camp and you human race, now, let you taste my true power." Martial arts, God's Judgment!"

(End of chapter)