Magic Punk

Di Zijing just took a step back, but Xuan Yi did not choose to follow.

He looked back at the Crimson Sand Scorpion that had suddenly attacked him, then flipped his wrist, a dragon tooth dagger appeared in his hand, and then threw it at the opponent.

The Dragon Tooth weapon that he brought out from the Ninth Legion's secret vault, the Dragon Tooth single sword has accompanied him all the way to the present, but the Dragon Tooth dagger has never encountered a situation suitable for it to fight, and has been left in dust to this day.

But despite this, Xuan Yi's action is to use it as a throwing dagger, which can be called an extremely extravagant act.

But the Red Sand Scorpion doesn't think so.

It has already reached the end of its crossbow and is a trapped beast. The scarlet ray that attacked earlier has consumed its remaining strength, and now this dagger-throwing spear may be the last straw that crushes it.

So it concentrated on it, struggling to stand up with its six khaki jointed limbs, and its long tail pincers standing high, in a fully armed posture to deal with this attack that was like a needle point to it.

But this is its last dignity.

Even the ancient Warcraft, whose history can be traced back to the most ancient era, still lacks understanding of the power of the dragon.

In other words - it doesn't know how sharp the dragon's teeth are.

And - how fast this dagger is.

The dagger passed by wrapped in flames.

The huge pincer tail was directly penetrated into a burning wound with a diameter of twenty centimeters, but the dagger continued to move forward, and then penetrated into the hard armor of the Crimson Sand Scorpion.

But no matter how hard the armor is, it still looks like paper armor compared to dragon teeth.

The dagger easily penetrated it and then pierced into the flesh. The red flames surrounding the dagger instantly spread across the red sand scorpion, completely enveloping the huge giant scorpion in the flames.

The red sand scorpion could not cry or roar, and could only struggle to escape.

But it can't escape, because the dagger is still there.

The peculiar aroma of scorpion meat began to fill the air.

And Xuan Yi never looked back.

He just looked at Di Zijing.

"Did you release the poison just now?"

Di Zijing nodded: "Then what?"

The girl's expression was filled with pride and stubbornness: "A thief who trespasses on someone else's battlefield, what position does he have to accuse others of what kind of fighting method they choose?"

Xuan Yi shook his head: "I didn't accuse him."

"But I think I, who almost died, should have the right to take revenge."

At this moment, Xi Ziquan turned over and jumped off the green donkey, walking step by step between the two of them.

"What is your relationship with the Nihuang clan?"

Xi Ziquan has been a bystander from beginning to end, so bystander Qing is the most suitable truth for him.

Di Zijing hasn't seen through his attack methods yet, but Xi Ziquan already understands everything.

After all, in the original battle with Di Yungui, Xi Ziquan came on stage after watching as an audience for an hour, and completely defeated Di Yungui in three moves, so that the unruly and proud guy had no intention of fighting again. No, it was a heart-wrenching battle that shattered his self-confidence.

At this time, Xi Ziquan also looked at it for a long time before finally speaking.

"It doesn't have anything to do with it." Xuan Yi said quietly.

Xi Ziquan nodded, noncommittal.

He continued: "This time I will be a host."

"In the desert realm, I admit defeat on behalf of Emperor Zijing. We will withdraw from here immediately and give up our position of guard."

"What do you think, Your Excellency?"

Di Zijing looked at Xi Ziquan in disbelief - she might not be a match for this mysterious man whose whole body was on fire.

But - why should Xi Ziquan admit defeat? Not to mention that Xi Ziquan's own real combat power can kill the opponent in an instant. As far as the desert defense is concerned, he has worked hard here for so long and defeated the red sand. The scorpion's life stopped three times and lost two. At this time, this man ran out to pick fruits and kept saying that he used poison incorrectly.

How can I swallow this breath?

So she said coldly: "It's your business to admit defeat. I won't admit defeat."

Xuan Yi smiled coldly: "Yes, I am also very dissatisfied with this deal."

"I don't have to give up the Desert Guard." He said arrogantly, "But I must ask for this interest."

With that said, Xuan Yi finally moved. The Dragon Tooth Sword in his hand was covered with bright red and translucent flames, and then he took a step forward.

Take one step and you'll be flying.

Di Zijing was about to fight, but she suddenly found that her body was no longer under her control.

Because someone had already picked her up from the waist and pressed his fingers on the back of her neck calmly, making her whole body as weak as a baby.

Xi Ziquan intervened in the air, and just as the pair of Dongxuan-level combatants were about to clash again, he directly picked up Di Zijing and abducted her, completely leaving her out of the battle.

To him, it seemed as easy and satisfying as cutting open a steak on a dinner plate with a knife and fork.

Then he turned back and hugged Di Zijing, who was unable to move in his arms, as if he were holding a giant blond doll that was life-size, with a cold and subtle expression.

Xuan Yi's attacks missed, and his figure drew a straight red trajectory on the desert. Then he turned back and looked at Xi Ziquan coldly.

Xi Ziquan smiled: "I will give you one last chance. If I take action, I will do it with all my strength."

"There is no room for holding back."

This is a naked threat.

When this usually gentle man spoke, for the first time he spoke with unabashed sharpness.

After all, in the so-called walking of the Republic of Sturt, roundness has always been just a decoration.

In essence, they are absolutely violent weapons to safeguard the dignity of a country.

Xuan nodded, then lifted his feet off the ground again and rushed straight towards Xi Ziquan.

Xi Ziquan looked at the incoming flame with a sneer, still holding Di Zijing in his arms, and calmly held his left arm with his right hand.

Then wait.

Waiting for the moment when Xuan Yi comes to him.

Then he calmly drew the knife.

Draw the sword from your own body, for your body is its sheath.

The crimson blade burned with tiny flames, which was not as violent as the Ryuga single sword in Xuan Yi's hand.

But when the thin blade was pulled out, it felt like the whole world had lost its color.

Even the sun has been robbed of its brilliance.

Xuan Yi's originally expressionless fiery red eyes in the flames were at the moment when the thin blade was unsheathed.

Sudden contraction.

Indeed it is.

The Blade of Disillusionment.

The world-destroying soldier.

A sun rose slowly in the dusky desert, illuminating the land that had already fallen into darkness.

The entire Mount Sumeru is almost completely illuminated by this sun.

The blade of disillusionment fell.

The blade of Ryuga's sword that came into contact with it broke instantly, then melted into a snow-white liquid and then evaporated in the air.

What about dragon teeth?

This blade of disillusionment has killed the strongest dragon in the world.

The sun slowly goes out.

The desert returns to darkness.

With an expressionless expression, Xi Ziquan straightened Di Zijing in front of him and untied her restraints.

Di Zijing looked around - they were in a huge glass pit, and countless amounts of sand and soil were dissolved and then evaporated.

Only a white skeleton remained of the Red Sand Scorpion's body, lying on the edge of the glass pit.

As for Xuan Yi, he had long since disappeared without a trace.

This knife was something I had planned to take for a long time.