Seeing that still awe-inspiring face, Ye Qingxuan almost couldn't breathe with laughter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Not long ago, I said that it was difficult for me to take on a big responsibility, and I was not worthy of strength...... But who of us are the degenerates now, Your Majesty?"

Ye Qingxuan laughed so hard that his stomach hurt: "How does it feel to be part of the White Knights? Now you are the king of the earth again, forever and ever, hahahahaha!!"

Even if he was so ridiculed by Ye Qingxuan, there was no shame on that face.

The primordial kings were buried in the ruins, the bones merged into the island, and the consciousness merged into the matrix, becoming the iron rule that shrouded the ruins. And when the bones and consciousness were devoured by the White Knight, the Lord of the Earth created by the Hundred Eyes turned these kings into a part of himself.

The former lords of the earth and the present lords of the earth have become one.

Its bones forged the crown and became the crown of the White Knight, and all the music theory and elements were integrated into the white knight's body.

The primordial kings who ushered in the age of mankind became the stepping stones of eternal darkness.

There's no more cruel mockery for them, right?

The scythe of God's wrath fell, and the glow of the scorching sun was torn into two lines. Ye Qingxuan's smile became more and more mocking, and he was about to say something irritating again, but before he could say anything, a chill rushed up from his back heels, and he didn't care about speaking, and rolled on the spot a donkey that was so skilled that even the thieves in the world were crying and frustrated, and rolled backwards several meters away.

A roar erupted.

Rubble flew and smashed into his face, painful.

He looked up and watched as the longbow in the white knight's hand slowly changed, turning into an ancient spear, and the matrix above the spear lit up, and thunder swirled around it.

At that moment, the speed of the white knight skyrocketed, and the spear in his hand galloped with the war horse, stabbing at the place where Ye Qingxuan was originally located, cracking the iron through the rock, and everywhere he passed, everything turned into ashes.

And above his face, I don't know when, he has become the appearance of the Lord of the Golden Palace.

"it!"

Ye Qingxuan was dumbfounded.

Only now did he remember...... The White Knights devoured the primordial kings, and what they gained was not only their memories and elements, but also their terrifying force that was enough to create an era.

He looked down at the scythe in his hand, then looked up at the thunder spear in the hand of the white knight on the horse, and felt like a dog on the sun.

Engage in hand-to-hand combat with seven or eight powerful knights whose own strength is the best in the world and the creation of an era?

Big brother, are you kidding!

Ye Qingxuan once again recalled the time when he was beaten by the instructor of the Witch's Hammer.

Even after cramming indoctrination, his martial arts skills are still so bad that they make people cry, and they can't bear to look at them directly. If Lancelot was here, he might be able to spend a few rounds with His Majesty the Emperors, but if Ye Qingxuan went up...... That's pure food delivery!

And who is the lord of the Golden Palace?

It's a monster with one man, one gun, and one horse that puts the warriors of all the tribes of Asgard in all kinds of tricks, okay?

If you tie up a hundred of your own goods, I'm afraid that for the kings, it will be a matter of stabbing a few more shots. Kill a weak chicken like yourself, and people may even dislike dirty hands.

"Wait!"

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and reprimanded angrily: "Didn't everyone say that it would be a dignified musician showdown!"

Rumble!

The thunder spear roared, pierced through the void, and smashed on the scythe of divine wrath, Ye Qingxuan flew out dozens of meters upside down, and before he could stand firmly, the thunder spear shook in the hands of the white knight, and turned into a longbow again, and the arrow of the elements roared.

Ye Qingxuan was clumsy, retreating in embarrassment, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of grievance.

What is this called?

Why do you still mean to say thisYe Qingxuan, look at you, have you played a duel with a dignified musician since your debut?

With your ability to put on a set of sacks, beat stuffy sticks, and play black hands, the musicians association can't help but remove you, okay!

Now you still expect others to compete with your musicians in a dignified manner?

Dream!

And that's not the worst.

The worst thing is...... On the war horse, the white knight stretched out his hand, held the broken stone plate, held the core of the natural disaster, and used this as an interface to draw endless power from the ruins.

As the massive aether was infused, the phantoms of the kings emerged from behind him.

In the crisp cracking sound, there is the sound of bone growth.

On top of his cracked back, the bones of two pairs of arms grew rapidly, holding bows and arrows, long knives, and heavy swords...... And just under the crown, on both sides of the white knight's face, new facial features slowly emerged.

Thinking that what he was going to deal with next was a three-headed and six-armed monster, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel furious in his heart. He glared at the core of the Scourge, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, making up his mind.

You are unkind, and I am unjust.

If you watch me die, I'm going to scream!

"Old-timers, don't play dead!"

Ye Qingxuan shouted loudly: "You are the one who wants to sit on the mountain and watch the fire, right? You can't get any benefits if I'm finished, right? Or are you going to fight this ghost for three hundred rounds by yourself?"

In the silence, no one responded.

The corners of the White Knight's mouth seemed to hook up a mocking smile.

But in the next moment, what happened stunned all the people who observed here.

In that piece of quaint fragments of the ruins, there was suddenly a cold light of steel bursting out, and the sonorous sword roared like a jade bamboo falling on a plate, sounding one after another, and the sword roar like a movement turned into a mighty dragon chant in the end.

An extremely cold sword qi erupted from the originally empty fragments, close at hand, and that inch of iron light was like a wandering steel wire, held tightly by the invisible swordsman, coming and going, nineteen times in the snap of his fingers, and the sound of crackling and bursting was endless.

The dragon-shaped sword qi that should have dissipated a long time ago was unexpectedly re-condensed again, and after experiencing the shattering, it became more and more condensed, killing and restrained, without revealing the slightest.

Now it burst out in an instant, piercing, slashing, and slashing nineteen times in the snap of his fingers, like a celestial man's sword skills were revealed, stabbing his eyes, slitting his throat, cutting off his arms, slicing open his breastbone, shattering his heart, and splitting his limbs......

In the midst of the cold sword technique, a terrifying scene of white rainbows swept through the sun, and the white knight was dismantled to pieces in an instant.

Even Chopin, not far away, was shocked with his jaw dropped.

...... Why do you want to do this?

Not only did he not die under the attack of the arrow of the element, but he faked his death and escaped, stealing things, avoiding the eyes and ears of the natural disaster, and hiding himself in a close place.

Although it was only a single blow that severely damaged the White Knight, it was difficult to kill, but the thought of such a terrifying assassin in the sky was enough to make those big people sleep.

At the moment when the white knight shot the arrow of the element, others didn't see it clearly, but Ye Qingxuan relied on the induction of the blood of heaven and man to see it clearly.

At the moment when it was about to be penetrated, the dragon-shaped sword qi actually turned around and slashed itself, killing its own projection in one step!

Something that dies can't be killed a second time.

There is no way for something that does not exist to continue attacking.

The bronze arrow suddenly lost its target, fell weakly, and dissipated in mid-air.

- Sword of Annihilation!

That's right, that's it!

Yuan's sword chapter is as good as it gets, and the way of killing is not in vain.

If you kill others, you will naturally kill yourself, and you can even survive in death, temper your will and transform.

This trick may be nirvana for others, but for Yuan's musicians, it is just a drizzle that doesn't hurt.

Among the nine surnames of the dragon vein, only this one is the most weird, putting the cart before the horse - the sword is like a human, but a person is like a sword.

Yuan's music theory is cultivated to the end, and he doesn't need others, he has to cut himself first, and he realizes the mystery between life and death. At least one of the three will actually die in this level.

After the transformation just now, the sword qi and music theory have been lost by at least ninety percent, but this does not pose any trouble to the Yuan clan at all.

This is Yuan's real talent.

These madmen firmly believe that the purer the power, the better, and for them, the pursuit of higher realms and skills is often the same, and it makes no difference whether the power is one or a hundred.

It is enough to kill people with only an inch of iron, not to mention, it is still the head of the Yuan family who is in charge of this inch of iron!

was broken by a junior, and the head of the Yuan family was obviously angry, but he was forced to cooperate with him due to the current situation.

But then, what happened made his body, far to the east, want to vomit blood.

He came up, but Ye Qingxuan ...... But he ran away!

Seizing this rare gap, Ye Qingxuan jerked back hundreds of meters and fled to a safe distance without hesitation.

And the head of the Yuan family went and was caught by the white knight, attacked furiously, and once again fell to the same situation as Ye Qingxuan just now, and even more dangerous.

Shameless!

The head of the Yuan family scolded angrily: "Ye Qingxuan, what do you want to do?!"

"Come on, seniors! Believe in yourself, you will be able to do it!"

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand towards the sword qi with a grateful face: "You must hold on! I'll go back to Anglo to bring rescuers to save you!"

Move your sister's rescuers!

By the time you get back to Anglo, the daylilies will be cold!

Ignoring the gaze in the sword qi that almost wanted to kill him, Ye Qingxuan laid down the protective realm, supported the ground with the sickle of divine wrath, and closed his eyes, as if he was wandering out of the world.

However, his will ran along the ladder of heaven, jumped over hundreds of springboards in an instant, jumped thousands of miles, and returned to the kingdom of heaven on earth.

In the city of Avalon's reflection, in the throne hall, an illusory figure instantly appeared, as if the teacher had been captured by a demon, shouting at the top of his voice:

"Your Majesty, help!"

Mary, who was sleeping lightly on the throne, was woken up, opened her eyes, and looked at him in amazement: "What's wrong?"

Ye Qingxuan didn't have time to explain, and asked directly: "The things in Stein's secret room No. 9, I remember that they were already repaired before leaving, is there progress now?"

Mary frowned and pondered for a moment, her expression becoming more and more helpless: "It's a shame that you remember."

The people at the institute are already going crazy because you have broken them like that, and I have complained about you several times. The most basic alchemy matrix was just repaired a few days ago, and it will take some time to implement it. ”

"Enough, enough!"

Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief: "First borrow me as an envoy, and then I will give you another canonization." ”

Mary looked down at Ye Qingxuan's scoundrel appearance and couldn't help but glare at him:

"Then let's see you. ”

Ye Qingxuan obediently half knelt, Mary drew her sword, and put it on the shoulder of the projection: "In the name of Mary I, canonize Ye Qingxuan, the Prince of Avalon, as my knight, Licheng, you can get up." ”

Facing His Majesty's petty temperament, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to laugh a little, and was about to leave, but heard Mary's voice: "Is everything going well?"

Seeing Mary's faintly worried expression, Ye Qingxuan smiled: "Although there are twists and turns, it is no big deal." ”

"Grant you the knight's sword armor. ”

Mary stretched out her hand, lightly touched the projection's cheek, and said goodbye softly: "Wangqing has returned victorious." ”

So, the knight bowed his head:

"It will live up to your majesty's expectations. ”