Fighting the Supreme Realm

There is a bridge in front of Xiao Yan. The bridge is heavily guarded. It is impossible to break through forcefully. It seems that the only option is to sneak in. After observing the surrounding terrain, there is a rapid river under the bridge. The mortal body that falls must be Certain death.

Xiao Yan turned his head and suddenly saw a guard in the corner. An idea suddenly came to his mind. He took out the dagger from his waist, tiptoed along the weeds, covered his mouth and nose, and stabbed the dagger deeply along his neck in an instant. Enter and kill him.

After being dragged into the darkness, Xiao Yan quickly put on the guard's armor. After looking around, he determined that he had no flaws, and Xiao Yan was ready to walk in from the bridge in a big way.

There were ten guards on the bridge, and at the end of the bridge was a two-meter-tall strong man, holding a mace iron rod, and he looked very fierce.

Xiao Yan was confused at this time, thinking that this was the memory of the Lord, why was there no fighting spirit in his body?

Walking forward slowly, Xiao Yan looked at his palms and suddenly discovered that his palms were covered with calluses. Such palms were destined to hold knives and swords for a long time. There were many knife wounds on the palms. It was obvious that he had experienced a lot. The bloody battle left behind.

He has no strength...but he has experienced many bloody battles. Instead of relying on fighting spirit, should he rely on the most basic fighting method, fighting hard with a sword?

Just as Xiao Yan was thinking about it, he thought he was moving forward without any flaws, but he was suddenly stopped by a voice.

"Hey, that soldier, where are you going?" A guard on the side looked at Xiao Yan and asked sharply.

Xiao Yan immediately cupped his hands and said seriously: "Report, patrol."

Xiao Yan didn't know if what he said was right, and he was sweating a little on his forehead, but he must not get off to a bad start.

But at this moment, Xiao Yan had already reached the center of the bridge. At the end of the bridge, a strong man carrying a mace iron rod suddenly walked towards Xiao Yan.

"Damn, it looks like we really got off to a bad start!!" Xiao Yan cursed, but he didn't know what the situation was now. If he turned around and ran away, he would be directly exposed.

"Go and patrol over there. This bridge is not for soldiers like you. Are you new here?" The guard on the bridge looked serious. Xiao Yan managed his expression very well. The guard did not find any flaws and just asked. Xiao Yan Nod hastily.

After the strong man came over, the guards all clasped their fists respectfully, with fear on their faces: "General Zhuo Yu!"

A big man named Zhuo Yu walked towards Xiao Yan. His face was extremely ferocious. His face was covered with scars, and his ears were also deformed. He had received many punches to become such a deformed appearance.

call out!

Zhuo Yu didn't ask Xiao Yan at all, but directly reached out his hand and grabbed Xiao Yan's head. Xiao Yan was shocked, thinking that he was exposed? !

It shouldn’t be! There are no flaws at all!

While his body was thinking, a huge force came from his feet. With a fierce kick, his body exploded back several meters. The power coming from his body shocked Xiao Yan.

This is just a mortal body, without fighting spirit, but the power in the muscles has extremely strong explosive power.

Your Majesty existed countless years before Xiao Yan existed. At that time, there may have been no fighting spirit, let alone Origin Qi. All wars were fought using the body's own functions, and all moves were murderous moves.

Xiao Yan suddenly had some pictures in his mind. This picture was probably how to fight. The attack relied on the dagger in his hand. Without long soldiers, he could only rely on his body skills to dodge attacks.

But it was probably too difficult to deal with the strong man in front of him. Zhuo Yu immediately became angry after dodging Zhuo Yu's first attack.

"Dare to hide! Seeking death!!" Zhuo Yu roared angrily, then took a meteoric step toward Xiao Yan. The speed was not fast, but the strength was terrifying.

Xiao Yanxin said, if you don't avoid it, you will be crushed to death. It is a waste of opportunity. Even if you die, this is just the beginning.

Taking long strides, Xiao Yan's body sank. Of course, this action was more like a subconscious move. After becoming the God of War, he seemed to rely too much on the explosive power of Origin Qi many times. This primitive fighting method has long been forgotten by Xiao Yan. .

Zhuo Yu held the mace iron rod and hit Xiao Yan head-on. If the stick hit him, he would be killed or injured.

However, although this body has no fighting spirit, the strength and the sense of balance brought by the body's muscles make Xiao Yan full of confidence, and he can easily avoid it with his steps.

At the same time, Zhuo Yu's mace iron bar was smashed into the air. Xiao Yan stepped on Zhuo Yu's mace iron bar. Zhuo Yu's body suddenly became a little unbalanced.

Physical imbalance is fatal in this kind of battle.

Xiao Yan stepped hard along the mace iron bar, and his body was halfway into the air. He stabbed Zhuo Yu in the eye with the dagger in his hand. Zhuo Yu also reacted very quickly and hurriedly moved away his hands holding the mace iron bar, blocking it with his palms. He took Xiao Yan's dagger.

laugh!

A sound of penetration into the flesh did not hit his eyes, but it pierced Zhuo Yu's palm. Zhuo Yu, who was extremely powerful, was not a vegetarian. Xiao Yan suddenly felt his ankle tighten, and Zhuo Yu used his other hand to hold him After catching it, Xiao Yan lost his balance and was thrown heavily to the ground.

Bang!

This hit almost knocked Xiao Yan unconscious. With his eyes in a trance, Zhuo Yu clenched his hands into fists and hit him on the head again.

Xiao Yan hurriedly turned over and almost dodged, but Zhuo Yu picked up the mace iron rod again. After piercing his palm, the blood made Zhuo Yu even more crazy.

Attacks full of brute force roared towards Xiao Yan. Each attack was very powerful, but its shortcomings were also obvious. The speed was also very slow, so slow that Xiao Yan could see the flaws in him.

Xiao Yan's body writhed. This speed could be said to be extremely slow considering the strength of the God of War. However, Xiao Yan understood that he was now in the memory of the Supreme Being. The current Supreme Being seemed to be just a mortal, at best. He can be considered a stronger mortal.

While moving, Xiao Yan climbed to Zhuo Yu's shoulder and neck, and the dagger in his hand was already stabbed into the neck.

Zhuo Yu was too slow and Xiao Yan caught this flaw. He moved his body desperately, but the dagger had already penetrated. Xiao Yan jumped back and pulled out the dagger. For a moment, blood flowed out like a fountain. It sprayed out from Zhuo Yu's neck.

Stab into the artery, almost killing him with one blow.

With a bang, Zhuo Yu fell to the ground, and more than a dozen guards were surrounding him. Xiao Yan knew that if he fought here for a long time, he would be in trouble, and he had to do it immediately.

After killing Zhuo Yu, Xiao Yan strode forward and ran straight into the palace.

The guards at the rear shouted loudly, which also aroused vigilance. Xiao Yan, who entered the palace, turned around and rushed into the crowd of guards, mingling together. All the identical armors made Xiao Yan hide in the crowd. .

Looking at the chaotic crowd outside, Xiao Yan, who was hiding in the crowd, covered his mouth and snickered. I have to say, it was quite interesting.