No one knows how long the Colosseum has been idle, maybe hundreds, maybe thousands.

It is called the Colosseum because of the vastness of the arena. In fact, this combat field is dozens of kilometers in circumference.

The Colosseum is actually a small natural plain. Around the small plain, there are more than a dozen peaks, and these peaks are the spectators of the Grand Arena.

There was always only one audience member at every seat.

At the height of the Colosseum, each seat had a master. And now, there are only five spectators around the arena, and there is no longer the prosperity of the past.

In the center of the Colosseum was a lonely, tall figure, who was supposed to be the owner of the sixth peak, the ninth knight Heinrich. But today, he is a fighter in the arena.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, not a single undead creature existed.

This is the Colosseum of the Dead World, the Colosseum that belongs only to kings.

Heinrich stood quietly in the middle of the Colosseum, like a lifeless statue. From time to time, the ghost war horse under his crotch spewed out a faint gray mist from his nostrils, and the iron hooves of ordinary ghost war horses could not be seen at the end of the four hooves, and some were just four clouds that were so thick that they could not be dissolved.

The kings' mental fluctuations came and went in the sky above the Colosseum. They have already received a reply from the Wind and Moon.

Kazetsuki was flying towards the arena from far away, and even though she was recognized as the fastest in the world of death, it would take a long time to get here without the help of teleportation.

However, the last thing that the world of death lacks is time.

Compared to the long lives of kings, the time spent waiting for Fengyue is just a drop in the ocean. They have enough patience.

"I don't know when the auditorium here will be full again!" The fire of wisdom is the longest-lived of all kings, and its spiritual fluctuations also carry the desolation of time.

"One seat has already lost its owner, and two more will soon be free......" The Abyssal Dragon sighed.

Heinrich said: "The soul demon Hector Liar does not have a strong body, and it should have been torn apart by the storm of space at this moment. ”

"Dear Heinrich, there is still some time before the arrival of the wind and moon. You really can't control your power??After all, I'm the best opponent for Feng Yue. A strange voice rang out.

Heinrich said lightly: "In the world of death, there is no point in existence or destruction. Although the power of our Death Knight grows rapidly, once it grows, it cannot be reversed. This time I had to increase my strength during my trip to different dimensions, and in a hundred or two hundred years at most I would have to go to the king's graveyard. Dear Bone Emperor, I thank you for your kindness, but please don't worry, maybe in a few hundred years, there will be a tenth knight. ”

The Bone Emperor sighed and said, "Respected Ninth Knight, we have only been together for more than seven hundred years, which is really too short. ”

"Dear kings, I don't think this is the right solution. The Black Warrior Emperor suddenly spoke, "Now that we have one last bit of time, why don't we find another solution? I don't think it's wise to pay such a big price just to destroy Fengyue." ”

"Fengyue must be destroyed!" The lich Elgra said categorically, "Honorable Black Knight Emperor, your history as a king is too short to understand why we would rather pay such a price than destroy Fengyue. It's not because she offended us, and even her disregard for the first law isn't the main reason. The most important reason is because she is an outlier among kings, and her presence would endanger the entire world of the dead. ”

"Elgra the Wise is right," the Flame of Wisdom spoke again, "Fengyue has a power that does not belong to the Death World at all, it is the power that once made us tremble deeply. We must not allow such power to exist in the world of the dead, let alone the masters of the power to such an extent. I thought about it for a long time, and tried to retrace memories from tens of thousands of years ago. All I can say is that Fengyue is very likely to have a natural hostility towards us because of that power, and her power has grown so rapidly that it may not take a hundred years for her to change from being a pursued person to a pursuer. Now is the best time, perhaps, the only time to destroy her. ”

The Black Warrior Emperor sighed heavily and said, "Respected Flame of Wisdom, I respect your wisdom, although I don't agree with your assertion. ”

The Colosseum fell silent once more.

I don't know how long it took, the lead cloud in the sky that seemed to be eternal suddenly moved, and the arena woke up from its slumber again.

There seemed to be a faint white light flashing between heaven and earth, and the wind and moon fell from the sky and landed in the center of the great arena.

The armor leaves of the demon lotus opened one by one like petals, and a pair of white wings stretched out behind the wind and moon, and finally proudly stretched out in the gale of the other world.

In a lead-gray world of death, this pair of white wings stood out so brightly.

The Demon Mask's eyes slowly opened, and there was indescribable arrogance in the flowing silver halo.

Wind and Moon's silver eyes slowly swept over the five peaks, and finally landed on the ninth knight, Heinrich.

"Could it be you?" Fengyue asked coldly.

Heinrich replied, "That's me." ”

Feng Yue frowned slightly, and said coldly: "What a strange decision." How sure are you that you will defeat me?"

"Only half. ”

Feng Yue's gaze turned cold, and with a grasp of the void in his right hand, the Death Blade appeared in his hand.

Her death scythe pointed diagonally at the ground behind her, and her left hand stretched out to Heinrich, and said lightly, "Bring the coordinates." ”

Heinrich's heavily armored right hand turned into a disembodied phantom, and a small ball of nearly transparent light was taken out of his chest and bounced towards Fengyue.

Feng Yue's left hand closed the five fingers and gently crushed the ball of light.

"In the name of the kings of the world of the dead, I pledge that this is the only sign to that world, and that we will never enter that world again to attack the one who took the dark dragon of Elgra. Heinrich said.

Feng Yue said coldly: "Very good, then let's start!"

One by one, the five peaks were lit up, and the surging power could not stop pouring out of the kings' bodies, endlessly, endlessly!

Five different colors of flames lit up the mountain peak, and these flames complemented each other, lighting up the entire arena.

The power of the kings stretched through the air, and finally converged in the sky above the center of the Colosseum. In the blink of an eye, an invisible force field had enveloped the entire arena!

In the blink of an eye, a faint light blue glow sprinkled through the air, replacing the original five-colored flames, illuminating the Grand Arena.

Heinrich looked up at the pale blue sky, slightly distracted, and said, "I really don't know when such a sky will appear in our world!"

After sighing, Heinrich put down the mask of his helmet, reached out and grabbed it in the void, and a terrifying double-edged giant sword three meters long appeared in his hand!

The greatsword was inlaid with a fist-sized blood-red gem close to the hilt, with a sharp blade in the front half and a row of huge serrations in the back.

This terrifying greatsword was as light as nothing in Heinrich's hands. The Ninth Knight's wrist shook slightly, and hundreds of sword shadows flashed in the air. A pale cyan flame first ignited on the greatsword, and then spread to the Ninth Knight's body. In the blink of an eye, a fierce cyan pillar of flame rose from Heinrich's body!

The ghost bone horse under the ninth knight's crotch seemed to be burned by the flames, his eyes turned blood-red, and he began to roar incessantly. Its ethereal hooves swayed restlessly in the air.

Purple lightning also rose from Fengyue's Death Scythe, and her strength continued to grow.

Under the canopy of heaven supported by the five kings, Fengyue and Heinrich can fight with all their power without worrying about attracting Celestial Hunters.

The whole earth trembled slightly, and tiny pieces of sand and gravel began to float into the air.

The ghost warhorse's eyes were red as if it were about to drip blood, and it suddenly raised its head to the sky and hissed, and the invisible shock wave spread, and the sand and gravel floating in the air were shattered into stone powder by the shock wave.

Fengyue was a little surprised, she didn't expect Heinrich's ghost warhorse to have such power. It seems that this battle may not be as evenly won or lost as she expected.

If Gregory were here, he would have howled the Ninth Knight to fight one by two, right? But with the strength of the bone dragon, it was really far from the ghost horse of the Ninth Knight.

If Rogge was here, it would be about the same......

Feng Yue suppressed her slightly chaotic thoughts, the silver light in her eyes became colder and colder, and her body suddenly trembled slightly.

Without waiting for Heinrich's order, the ghost war horse jumped forward and appeared in the air dozens of meters in an instant!

The giant Death Scythe appeared strangely, silently passing over Heinrich's original location.

And Fengyue's figure was still standing arrogantly in the air hundreds of meters away.

The next moment, Feng Yue's figure suddenly shattered, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Fengyue disappeared, Heinrich followed suit. The figure of the Ninth Knight eerily smoothed out for tens of meters, and then he stabbed his backhand sword into the empty place below the ghost warhorse.

Once again, the Death Scythe silently swept past Heinrich's original position, and the tip of the Ninth Knight's sword passed through Fengyue's chest!

However, Fengyue's figure once again turned into nothingness, and what the Ninth Knight stabbed was just a phantom.

It's an incredibly bizarre battle.

Fengyue and Heinrich seem to fight each other, one sword in the east and one in the west, which seem completely unrelated. The Ninth Knight can still leave a trajectory of movement, and Fengyue's whole person is as if he is completely separated from the Death Scythe, the figure keeps flashing in various places, and the Death Scythe is like a spirit surname, flickering and flickering, chasing and slashing the Ninth Knight by himself.

At this point in the battle, the two kings were only testing each other.

The kings were all quietly watching the duel, and there was no mental fluctuation in the sky at all.

Fengyue and Heinrich suddenly stopped, and faced each other in the air again.

Two clouds of gray mist erupted from the ghost warhorse's nose, roared, and slammed towards Fengyue with four hooves! The flame in Heinrich's eyes shone brightly, and the blue flame on the greatsword dragged a long trail behind him.

The wind and the moon stood still.

Heinrich shouted, and the giant sword swung violently, slashing towards Fengyue from the bottom up! The power of this sword was so great that the recoil of the sword swing alone made the ghost warhorse only move its four hooves in vain, but it could not move forward at all!

A silver light flashed in Fengyue's eyes, and the Death Scythe swung down like lightning, slashing right with the Ninth Knight's giant sword!

The Death Scythe and Greatsword approached silently......

A small ball of extremely dazzling light suddenly appeared in the center of the Great Arena!

In the blink of an eye, this light turned into a small sun, rising in the arena.

Then the heavens and the earth suddenly darkened, and a huge tornado suddenly appeared. The top of the tornado slammed into the pale blue sky, sending out a cloud of rolling smoke for several kilometers.

All sorts of unimaginable voices filled the arena in the next moment. The sound waves that were enough to make people crazy were intertwined and reverberated for a long time before they gradually fell silent.

The smoke and dust cleared, and Fengyue and the Ninth Knight were far away from each other, as if they had not been touched.

But Heinrich's greatsword exploded into a huge gap of more than a foot, almost half as deep as the entire greatsword. And Fengyue's Death Scythe, most of the blades have completely disappeared!

Fengyue began to slowly dance the Death Scythe, and everything in the surrounding space seemed to gather towards the blade of the Death Scythe, and then it continued to collapse, shrink, and become darker.

After a while, Fengyue's dancing moved from rapid to slow, and it seemed to be getting more and more difficult.

The Scythe of Death has a new giant blade. The blade flickered, looking like a shadow.

All kings know what horror the current Death Scythe is. This shadow is made up of countless cavities of space, enough to cut through all hard matter.

Mental fluctuations carrying uneasiness began to appear in the sky again, and the kings were all asking each other, had Fengyue mastered this level of attack technique?

The greatsword in Heinrich's hand shattered suddenly, and each fragment turned into a ball of cyan flame, and then reconstructed a completely disembodied flame greatsword. A large cloud of dense fog began to erupt from the mouth of the ghost warhorse, and the figure of the ninth knight gradually fell into the thick fog.

Occasionally, debris falls from the sky, which are swept into the sky by storms caused by Heinrich and Wind Moon.

Occasionally, a piece of gravel would skim the edge of the fog where Heinrich was hiding.

The parts of the gravel that had submerged in the fog were gone, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut by the sharpest blade.

In the blink of an eye, the fog had spread to a radius of tens of meters, and then it no longer expanded, but just tumbled in its place......

The decisive battle between the two kings has only now officially begun.

Feng Yue's hand tightened, and the dancing Death Scythe suddenly froze! She let out a clear roar, and in the blink of an eye, she fell into the thick fog!

The dense fog first shrank, and then suddenly exploded! Small clouds of smoke flew in all directions, and if some of them fell to the ground, they would make a bottomless hole in the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Fengyue let out another clear whistle and flew out of the fog. Her appearance was a little embarrassed, the streamers dancing around the demon lotus were more than half, and the erected demon lotus armor leaves were no longer graceful lines, their tips seemed to have been corroded by something, and the sharp sharp corners had become irregular and blunt.

The fog of terror gradually dissipated.

The Ninth Knight's flame greatsword was now only a small cloud of faint cyan flames, and there were more than a dozen slash marks on the armor that shone with a faint cyan light, and the tail of the ghost warhorse was gone. But it seems that he is still a little more calm than Fengyue.

Heinrich snorted, the blue flames on the greatsword rekindled, and the ghost warhorse spewed out a thick mist again. In the blink of an eye, another thick fog rolled viciously in the air.

With a milky white flame trail, Fengyue once again rushed into the thick fog......

This time it was an earth-shattering explosion!

Fengyue's figure was helplessly thrown out of the fireworks, rolling in the air and flying hundreds of meters before he barely froze his body. The ribbon of the demon lotus had completely disappeared, and the protruding part of the nail leaf seemed to have melted. The edges of a pair of wings were also scorched.

Heinrich slid back dozens of meters in the air before stabilizing his body, half of his helmet was missing, and there were more than ten irregular holes on his body.

In an instantaneous desperate struggle, Fengyue kept shooting out the space fragments condensed on the Death Scythe, and the sharpness of these fragments was incomparable, even Heinrich couldn't bear it, so he could only try his best to dodge. But there were too many space debris, and there were still more than a dozen debris shot through his formidable body.

The limbs of the ghost war horse were also cut off by Fengyue, and although they are still able to fly in the air, their flexible surname is far less than it was at the beginning. When the blood-red eyes of the war horse looked at Fengyue again, they were also a little afraid.

Heinrich roared, and the flaming greatsword returned to its original form once more, and the ghost warhorse gasped sharply, spewing out the fog with all its might. After a while, the dense fog reappeared in the arena.

And Feng Yue's right hand holding the knife was already faintly trembling. The kings had seen that a wisp of golden blood was slipping down the hilt of the Death Scythe.

In the clear roar, Fengyue once again smashed into the thick fog!

The fog dispersed and gathered, gathered and dispersed. Although it is getting thinner, it is still extremely tenacious and reborn again and again.

In the face of Heinrich's dense fog and flaming greatsword, Fengyue's speed advantage was completely incomprehensible, and she could only rely on her unparalleled melee attack power and skillful use of power to fight hard with the Ninth Knight. However, Fengyue's time as a king is too short, and compared to Heinrich, who has already experienced thousands of years, she is far inferior in strength. Although the result of each fight was a small loss for Heinrich, but after a war of attrition, Fengyue's disadvantage became more and more obvious.

It's just that she has a proud heart that has never wavered.

With a slight breath, Fengyue still rushed into the thick fog like thunder!

This time she spent a lot of time in the fog......

Another violent explosion, only this time the storm was no longer enough to change the color of the heavens and the earth when the war began.

Heinrich fell from the fog and fell heavily to the ground. The blue armor on his body had completely disappeared, and there were dozens of piercing wounds on his gray-black strong body, and a faint smoke was rising outward. The giant sword in his hand only had one hilt left, and he couldn't see a single bit of green flame at all.

Immediately after, the ghost war horse also fell from the dense fog, and when it was still in the air, it hissed sadly, and the remaining body suddenly divided into dozens of pieces, falling to the ground one after another, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a gray and black strange stone.

And Fengyue's body was once again thrown out of the thick fog, and this time with her, in addition to the Death Scythe that broke into several pieces, there was also a puff of white feathers flying in the sky and a golden drizzle that suddenly appeared in the sky......

The demon lotus exploded suddenly, and the petite body under the gray robe carried the beauty and fragility that did not belong to the death world at all, as if it had no weight, floating in the air and slowly falling.

The silky black hair was tossed by the wind......

Like, fallen leaves.

Syllable!

The teacup in Rogge's hand was suddenly crushed to pieces, and the hot tea splashed all over Xius on the opposite side and Floya next to him, only Elsy Lot behind him was not affected.

"I miss you, dead fatty! Why do you suddenly ...... so decent" Floya's chest was full of tea and broken porcelain, she was ashamed and angry, and her heart ached and precious tea, and she couldn't help but have a seizure.

But as soon as she screamed, she stopped, and a pair of turquoise eyes looked at Rogge's hand in disbelief.

A wisp of blood was spilling down his clenched fingers, apparently cut by broken porcelain, but he didn't realize it.

Rogge's ** is extremely strong, if he has the heart to resist, as long as he strengthens it slightly, not to mention a small broken porcelain, even if he asks Floya to cut him with a knife, he may not be able to cut his skin.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with you?" Floya was startled, and hurriedly grabbed Rog's hand, trying to pull his clenched fingers apart. But with her strength, how could she pull it away? In the blink of an eye, her plain hands were also stained with Rogge's blood.

Rogge woke up in horror, and he slowly spread out his hand, his palm already a blur of flesh and blood.

Floya summoned a water balloon and washed away the blood slightly, ignoring the overflowing blood, while picking out the porcelain pieces from Rogge's flesh, she said urgently: "Dead fatty, what's wrong with you?"

"yes, what the hell is wrong with me?" Rogge muttered.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and he only felt an irresistible chill overflowing from the depths of his heart.

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