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Under the gaze of the soldiers of the two armies, the duel began.

Chen Xing's opening was the same as before, with the goblin army coming up. Whether in group fights or singles, the overwhelming goblins can create chaos and conceal themselves well.

I saw tide-like goblins gushing from the cracks in the large and small spaces, holding a stick and a kitchen knife, screaming and rushing up.

Weapons can be described as diverse, some carry a spear, some pull a slingshot, some ride a coyote bat, or push a cannon, drive a steam tank, and drive a propeller plane, just like a piece of garbage. The miscellaneous army, noisy and chaotic, yelling, is more like going to a carnival party than fighting.

The green tide rolled towards the young man in the wheelchair, like a seashell submerged in the high tide.

In the next second, a green light pierced from the goblin group.

"Huh!"

Sword Qi traversed the world, unstoppable, set off a huge reverse wave, countless goblins were torn apart by the volley, and the sky was raining blood.

A huge gap appeared in the green tide, and the surplus of sword energy remained unabated. It flew obliquely into the clouds and submerged in the clear sky.

The sword is majestic, but in a blink of an eye, the gap in the army is quickly closed. The number of goblins was extremely large, and they went on and on, and did not cause much damage at all.

"Hmm!" "Hmm!" "Hmm!"

The position of the wheelchair was pierced with green light successively, and every time it set off a huge wave, countless corpses and meat were thrown in the air.

The men fell like wheat, but the master was indifferent, sending out goblins one after another. On the contrary, his opponent showed a solemn expression.

On the face of it, the goblin army was slaughtered, and the situation fell on one side. Every sword light will take away the lives of countless little green monsters.

But this is not a conventional army battle, but a battle between two sanctuary powerhouses.

Both sides control Yuling, not creatures.

Whether it is a goblin or a sword-wielding demon, it is composed and driven by energy, and it consumes the psychic energy in the host's body.

Summoning a goblin requires psychic energy, and it also requires psychic energy to control the attack of a sword-wielding demon.

The reason why Shu Mu Bingchen's face was solemn was because he had noticed that the cost of firing a sword by himself was far greater than the goblins that had been wiped out.

In other words, it was not Chen Xing, but him that consumed his psychic energy first when it continued to be consumed.

At the same time, Chen Xing, who was hiding behind the goblin army, took out his sniper rifle and started an energy-storage shooting.

"Boom!"

The gunfire spit out, the blue bullet shot out, passed through countless goblins, and shot directly at the opponent's door.

I saw a flash of light in front of the wheelchair, spreading out layer by layer. The bullet hit the invisible light curtain, bursting out a burst of disgusting sparks.

This is just a tentative attack. An ordinary charged shot can't kill even mediocre guard-level powerhouses, let alone the world-famous Second Prince Lyra.

A few seconds after pulling the trigger, Chen Xing suddenly felt a numb scalp, and a coolness came from his back, and he immediately moved a short distance.

"Noise!"

In the pulsating arc, a green glow penetrated out, only less than half a second before and after.

In a moment of movement, Chen Xing clearly observed a black shadow appearing behind him out of thin air.

The purpose of his shooting bullets is to let the opponent discover his position and induce the opponent to shoot, thereby verifying his conjecture.

He and Shu Mu Bingchen are separated by a hundred meters, the sword aura obviously does not have such a large range, and with his last experience, the other party can launch an attack from a kilometer away, surely some secret method.

In just a moment, he

Successfully captured the opponent's attack method.

When the Gemini demon swings the sword, a mirror image will appear behind the target, launching the same sword pose.

Through this trial, Chen Xing inferred two key points.

First, the location of the target must be known.

Second, it can only attack one target at a time.

After a short period of thought, Chen Xing worked out a complete plan.

"I already know your weakness, surrender!" Chen Xing teleported to the vicinity of Shu Mu Bingchen and declared.

"Huh!"

The latter flicked the mechanism of the music box and answered the former with a shocking sword light.

"If you don't realize it, then go to death!"

After dozens of teleports, Chen Xing appeared three hundred meters away.

"Nine trot, clone!"

In the dazzling electric light, the figure is nineteen points.

"overload!"

The skills were activated, lightning and thunder in the spirit sea, huge waves rolled, the depleted spirit pool quickly returned to full, and the ninetet rune bloomed again.

Nineteen Chen Xing picked up sniper rifles at the same time, but the gun he used this time was not his usual hunting angel, but a hunting demon with a lower level.

In contrast, the caliber of hunting monsters is not as good as hunting angels, but the smaller the bullet, the shorter the charging time. Chen Xing calculated the attack interval of the twin monsters, using the hunting monster will have a higher fault tolerance rate than the hunting angel.

Moreover, according to his observation, Shu Mu Bingchen is not good at defense, and uses the sword of the devil to open the bullet every time.

This means that Shu Mu Bingchen is a smart opponent, not a head-on defensive type.

Although the hunting demon could not exert the full power of the ninet, it only increased by about seven times, but it should be enough to penetrate Shu Mu Bingchen's defense.

The strong psychic energy fluctuations radiated in all directions, and the water level of the spiritual pond dropped rapidly. Nineteen Chen Xing fired both psychic compression and energy storage shots at the same time, but only the real body would fire the ninet immediately before pulling the trigger.

Shu Mu Bingchen perceives the danger from the extremely strong psychic energy fluctuations, his eyes blooming with blue light, sweeping the battlefield one by one, locking the nineteen positions of Chen Xing.

These clones are all entity clones, and flesh and blood bodies manifested by psychic energy can't tell the truth from the fake at all.

He didn't hesitate for long, and immediately controlled Yu Ling, killing 19 Chen Xing one by one.

"Huh!"

One "Chen Xing" separated his head and fell in a pool of blood, while the rest of Chen Xing kept a half-kneeling posture, frantically filling the gun with psychic energy.

The barrel of the gun gradually lit up, a sword light swept over, and another "Chen Xing" was beheaded.

It takes time to store energy, and during this time, Shu Mu Bingchen can launch four to five attacks, and Chen Xing's bet is a two-thirds chance.

With the third Chen Xing's waist separation, energy storage entered the final stage.

Shu Mu Bingchen did not launch the fourth attack he expected, but calmed down and carefully observed the remaining sixteen targets.

He can think of what the opponent can think of. Just as the opponent can calculate his attack interval, he can also calculate the opponent's energy storage time.

The last few seconds became extremely long. The air seemed to freeze and everything was still.

The time passed by minute by minute, all the barrels of the hunting demon were fully lit, the barrel of the gun was filled with spiritual energy, and the energy storage was completed.

The moment his finger pressed the trigger, Chen Xing suddenly had an unknown premonition for no apparent reason.

But at this time, he couldn't allow him to think more. Gritting his teeth and launching the strongest attack method.

"Nine, shoot!"

The spirit sea churned, massive amounts of psychic energy rushed into the barrel of the gun frantically, the spirit pool instantly bottomed out, and the crystal clear bullets burst into golden light.

But at this moment, Shu Mu Bingchen's pupils contracted, locking the position of the psychic burst.

With a slight movement of his finger, it landed on the mechanism of the music box.

At the same time, Chen Xing's scalp exploded, feeling great danger, but now he has an arrow on the string and has to send it!

The trigger was depressed heavily, and then a huge force came from the shoulder.

"boom!"

The gun chamber burst, and a few meters of blue flame spewed out. The space in front of the muzzle was slightly twisted and shrunk like a whirlpool.

With the blessing of the Nine trot, Chen Xing has already touched the space barrier, causing a slight shock in time and space.

With huge recoil, Chen Xing flew upside down several meters.

And at this moment, a green light turned out!

The three-foot green front is unstoppable, as if condensing life's strength, with determination and determination, a sword will separate the vast world and cut the sun, moon and stars.

The shocking shot shot by Chen Xing was similarly devastating, making the world dim.

"Owner……"

In the peace before the end, the maid bent down and gently embraced the man she had loved for life.

The warmth from her hand responded to her hug.

A blue light passed through, and the two gradually lowered their heads. The world became cold and silent, and there was no temperature.

On the other side of the battlefield, the green light penetrated the clouds and disappeared into the sky.

Chen Xing's back was covered with cold sweat, and for the rest of his life, his body couldn't help shaking.

A blood stain gradually appeared on his face, oozing blood.

At the last moment, Jian Feng swept across his face. He clearly felt that the opponent had let him go, and did not choose to die together.

Chen Xing took a deep breath and came to the two corpses.

They still maintained the posture they had when they died. One was sitting in a wheelchair and the other hugged each other from behind. The bullet penetrated both at the same time, opening a bowl of blood in the chest and abdomen.

The genius of piano and sword fell like this.

The two men lowered their heads, and the blood ran down the body, soaking the ground under their feet. As if everything was gray, only the music box on his legs exuded a soft shimmer.

Chen Xing could feel the psychic energy fluctuations emanating from the music box. The frequency of that fluctuation is exactly the same as the Gemini Demon.

Suddenly, Chen Xing understood the other party's intentions. When he was dying, Shu Mu Bingchen sealed the twin monsters into the music box, and wanted to pass him to the descendants of Lyra.

This is a deal.

Use the opponent's life in exchange for a humble request.

Chen Xing thought for a while and understood why Shu Mu Bingchen didn't choose to die together.

Because he Chen Xing is dead, Bai Ye Fenghua will take over. Bai Ye Fenghua is the eldest princess of the White Night Principality, and will give priority to her country's interests and carry out the greatest plunder on the Tianqin Principality.

On the other hand, Chen Xing will maintain a balance to avoid one of the parties becoming bigger and threatening his dominance.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Xing picked up the music box, walked to the position of the Tianqin First Army, and held it high.

Lyra's position fell into a dead silence.

After a long time, someone successively threw down their weapons, walked out of the trenches, and surrendered to the victor.

The battle of Lyra was truly over at this moment.