Against the Gods

“Vinci, you go!” Yun Qinghong spoke after a brief silence.

“Ah... me?” Behind Yun Qinghong, a man who looked rather young and wore royal clothing pointed at himself, his face showed confusion and panic.

Wenji is the son of King Asahi, and his talent and strength are extraordinary, but at the age of 29, he dominated Xuanjie's second level of Xuanjie, in this all-imagical demon world's most advanced young generation, can only be the bottom... even in the far weaker than the East seat, is the bottom.

In the first round, Mu Hengyi has failed in the hands of Zihuan, and in the second, a man who is worthy of rivalry to this Zihuanxian king, if he fails, must at least recover some face after his tragic defeat. Even Mu Hengyi lost his opponent in seconds. He would only lose worse if he went up.

“Yeah, Vinci, you're up for a second.” Yun Qinghong looked at him and frowned: “It is true that opposite is an opponent you cannot defeat, but if you are the king of the Phantom Demon King, you can only lose the game, let alone lose the momentum without losing the game, you have already lost the momentum. ”

Vinci bit his teeth and quickly calmed down: "Okay! ”

“Though you and Zihuan are three small boundaries apart, after all, if you are the same Emperor, he will surely have a lot of consumption. Your goal is to consume as much of his Xuan power as possible… Remember, a three-point attack, a seven-point defense, an attack that only strikes critical parts that are lethal. And no matter what he says, stay calm enough! If you can do this, you've won this game. ”

“I remember!” Vinci nodded hard, then flew up and landed in the field.

“Manji Asahi Mansion, please teach. ”

“Oh, the Vinci brothers.” Zihuanxian Wang chuckled: “I can't seem to pick any decent people from your side, even you sent them, I feel sorry for you. ”

Wenji: “…”

The King of Zihuanxian extended his finger to him, scornfully ticked: “Come on, despite the attack, a rookie like you, if you can't get down within ten moves, the king has no face to continue mixing in this demonic Imperial City. ”

The people of the Phantom Demon King, who are not above men, have not been humiliated by such words. Wenji's fists tightened, his heart caught fire, but his brain quickly flashed through Yun Qinghong's admonition, he took a short breath, let himself calm down quickly, and then did not speak, his legs stepped on the ground, a gold gun in his hand, plucked a golden phantom, and stabbed the Wang's chest straight, at the same time his field was fully open.

“Bomb the field!! ”

The red flame gathers on the tip of the golden gun, and the power of the vast field is like a sudden tsunami, amplifying the power of the barrel, impacting the body of Zihuanxian King... The red fire is in the ordinary basalt fire, but the red flame used by the Phantom Demon royal family is the low flame of the golden whale, far more powerful than the deep purple basalt.

“Look at this king chop your fuckin 'gun! ”

Zihuanxian Wang shouted arrogantly, the red blood knife waved, instantly cut out seven bloody knives, sharp swords with burning flames, easily tearing the realm of Wenji apart, the sound of the splitting is like a knife cutting glass, the sting to the extreme point.

At this time, the golden gun with a straight stab suddenly slowed down, and the shadow suddenly shifted. The blood blade of the King of Zihuanxian suddenly struck four blades. Three gunmen collided with the gunman of Vinci. In the shattered sound of a chaotic stab, three swordmen were completely resisted, and Vinci was also struck ten steps away by residual force.

“Hmm?” Zi Huanhuan frowned for a moment, smiling coldly, as a shadow, as a sword as a dragon, instantly chopped in front of Wenji.

“Real flame shield!! ”

Bang

The red blood knife split on the flame swirl formed instantly in front of Vinci, but only a breath stifled, the flame swirl was torn, two more blood flashes flashed, the flame swirl completely disappeared, the red blood knife drove straight into, in a shock of "when”, chopped on Vinci's gold gun.

With a loud bang, Vinci leaned back and forth, spilled a bloody flower in the corner of his mouth, but died holding on without retreating, the golden gun that infused all his strength was trapped by a red blood knife half an inch, but it was still far from being cut.

Zihuan had previously yelled furiously about chopping up Wenji's gun, but Wenji stood firm when the five knives passed... He seemed to be fully aggressive, but suddenly turned around, avoided the attack, and turned to defend himself as quickly as possible. Although he was injured, he did not take a step back.

Zihuan's eyes narrow and he whispers: "Boy, get down! ”

The red blood knife flashed on the fire and a huge force erupted. This knife, Zihuan has used a lot of strength. Wenji's face was white and his body retreated, but Zihuan's knife was like a maggot of bone, followed by three bloody thorns.

Dang!! Dang!! Yikes!!

And when he withstood the second knife, the golden gun finally flew out, the third knife was cut in front of Vinci's chest, his protective body was cut open, and then his protective armor was cut... but under the protection of Xuan and the armor, the red blood knife was no longer helpless, Vinci flew out, but it was steadily landing, after the broken armor, there was only a fine red mark with blood beads on his chest.

Vinci's hand sucked the gold gun back into his hand, and he wiped the blood off his mouth, hey hey smile: “It's already eight moves. ”

Though he was beaten by the wolf, only the work of the fight was no help, but it was a strong resistance to the attack of Xuan power over his three small realms... especially the three knives just now, which is an attack under Xuan Huan's full strength.

And let Wen Ji get down within 10 moves, which can be shouted out in public by himself, if he can't win 10 moves, it will undoubtedly be equivalent to peeling his own face off.

“This bastard...” Zihuanxian Wang chewed his teeth in secret, but his face looked disdainful: “The king was just being merciful, he didn't want you to lose too ugly, do you really think you deserve to jump under the king's red knife for so long! ”

Zihuanxian Wang's eyes stared, suddenly he shouted, and the blood burst over his knife. In an instant, Wenjiben's swaying field was torn in half.

Zihuan practiced the technique of blood inflammation knife, the weapon used is blood red blood knife, and his knife is blood color, even the flame released is like hematopoietic inflammation. Under his sudden outburst of brightness, the space around him was shaken by a circle of bloody ripples, and the entire playing field was covered in a pale bloodstain.

Ionatsu's most recent change of face, such as the imminent enemy, bites his teeth to death and puts the gold gun in front of him.

The King of Zihuanxian crossed the red blood knife and made a low voice in his mouth... This knife's momentum is enough to show its astonishing power, but it must necessarily be accompanied by considerable consumption. But if he wants to defeat Vinci within two knives, he can't afford not to... the story has been told, this knife, he has to defeat Vinci anyway.

“Flame knife!! ”

The King of Zihuanxian shouted, the red blood knife split out, instantly the sword raging wildly, as if to completely cover the entire heavens and earth, let it be slaughtered.

Faced with the raging sword and blood flames, Wenji's face grew to the extreme, shouting, and his body retracted at the fastest possible speed, while his whole body concentrated on the golden gun, the gun body spinning, rolling a huge flame barrier.

Bang

Like a bloody lotus blooming, under the bloody lotus, the red blood knife and the gold gun collided hard, the power of the two superiors burst out, laying a tens of lengths of flame curtain in this demonic palace.

Vinci's flame field completely collapsed. In the fire scene, he flew out with the golden gun and hit the ground heavily, dozens of rolls, but he rose up hard. His arms were already bleeding like a bet, and his location was also outside the arena.

“Vinci, you lost. Back off.” Behind the demon there was no emotion.

The voice of the demon queen had just fallen. The people of the Asahi King's Palace had flew to Wenji's side and brought him back to his seat. At the same time, they were excited to praise him: "How dare you force the King of Zihuanxian to use the flaming knife... Prince Xiao, good job. ”

“Hey...” Wendy laughed, then closed her eyes and fainted.

“This boy has wasted so much strength on this king.” The blood sword came out, the King of Zihuanxian had slight asthma, he couldn't blame anyone else, he could only blame himself for saying too much, at this time, a sharp sword wind suddenly came from the air.

“Purple Wind of Xiwang Mansion, please teach!! ”

Zihuanxian Wang had just responded, but the other party did not give him a chance to speak at all. He came up with a sharp attack with a sword and shadow. Zihuan had just released a big move. There was a brief shortfall in Xuan Li. Under the other party's sharp attack, his hands and feet backed several dozen steps, but after all, he was the seventh son of the phantom demon, and the other Xuan Li only had the third level of Xuan Realm. He quickly surged Xuan Li, and the red blood knife bloodshed: “Just a scum like you want to win the King, dream!! ”

pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng!!

Five knives in a row, chopped a large wave of blood, purple risk was forced to the edge of the field, cross sword, fearless and Zihuan's knife flashing against each other. Twenty photos later, he was still bombarded by Zihuan by dozens of knives. He threw up three blood arrows in a row. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a sword again, yelled, stabbed Zihuan straight, sword whistled and shook the whole demon emperor's palace.

“Rainbow Rift!! ”

As if a meteor crossed the temple, even the people in the most corner of the temple felt a deterrent sword. In the face of this sword of purple wind, Zihuanxian Wang shouted arrogantly. He couldn't escape and fought head-on...

“Ghost Blade!! ”

Blood and sword shadow collided in chaos, and the blood flashed through the heavy sword shadow, cutting across the purple wind's body.

Purple groaned, the sword flew out of hand, and the whole man flew out, smashing into a seat 200 feet away.

“The purple wind loses, it is still a sub-prime victory!” The little demon frowned.

Zihuan's strength in the East Seat can only be ranked in the middle swim, but the West Seat is connected to three people, but all of them are defeated! The faces of the eastern seats have become increasingly difficult to see. At this time, another person in the royal palace rose up empty-handed and a flame burst toward the subatlas.

“King Valley Mansion Chengyang, take it!! ”

The fourth man from the West Seat enters, under a greeting, and directly assaults the King of Zihuan County.

The flames collided, the Xuan force roared, the flames of the central group of the Grand Hall burst and roared. The two men fought dozens of faces. As a blood-breathing flame erupted, Chengyang was seriously injured in a coma on the spot.

Fourth person in the west seat...... lose again!!