Magic Punk

After Jiaoyue left, the situation in the sky realm, which had been tense with the infinite approach, calmed down.

Because of all the people present, only Jiao Yue had real hostility towards Xing Jiu.

It's just that Xingjiu still seems to be blind to everything that happened just now.

She was still defenseless and looked at Xuan Yi after removing all defenses.

Just never said anything again.

Xuan Yi sighed, and also quietly released the blood-burning technique. The flames were extinguished, and his hair color returned to pure black.

After removing the blood-burning technique, Xuan Yi is just an ordinary Zhizhi Perfection, and of course does not have the ability to fly.

But don't forget, he is still guarding the mountain realm.

The hard rock extended from the Great Wall that had just been stretched out, and a ladder was set up at Xuan Yi's feet. At the end of the ladder, Xing Jiu stood there.

After doing all this, he took off the Xuanwu gauntlet in his hand and threw it to Ye Ya in the air.

Now he is nothing.

Xuan walked towards Xing Jiu step by step, still unarmed. The two people who had met at the beach met again in the sky. Xing Jiu bit her lips and looked at the young man walking step by step. In the end, she silently took a step back.

Then he said: "Kill me."

"Otherwise you will regret it."

Xuan Yi shook his head: "I will never regret this matter."

Saying this, Xuan Yi continued to step forward, and finally walked in front of Xing Jiu.

The young man tilted his head and smiled.

He extended his hand towards the other party.

"Sister, do you still remember what I said?"

"I will always like you, no matter what you become, no matter what I become."

Xingjiu slowly bit his lip.

Then she reached out and took off the thin mask on her face, revealing her original beautiful face and dark golden eyes. She reached out and quietly held Xuan Yi's outstretched hand.

"Um."

Xing Lihua gave his own answer.

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Originally, Xing Lihua wanted to be killed by Xuan Yi himself as her final outcome.

But no one in this world has ever been able to force a younger brother to kill his older sister.

Although the battle in the sky is over, it is far from over on the earth.

Custer and Xi Ziquan are still fighting, but in fact, the outcome of their fight is no longer important.

According to the rules of the Thousand Star Trial Judgment Day, any guard can defeat three guards, or when there is only one guard left on the battlefield, the battle ends.

And Xuan Yi has already defeated two.

Emma must be one of them, and no matter how Osjiaoyue calculates, the final head should be counted on Xuan Yi, and at that time, Osjiaoyue really had no chance of winning.

After fighting with Xingjiu for a long time, she might not even be able to defeat Xuan Yi alone, not to mention that Xuan Yi also has Ye Ya who has never promised not to take action.

Although the more important reason is that she doesn't want to stay here, this reason is really not important at all, because no one will pay attention to the reason for a person's failure.

Then as long as Xuan Yi defeats Xing Jiu again and again, without even killing him, he will become the final winner of this Thousand Star Trial.

Star City Walk is just around the corner.

But Xuan Yi didn't intend to do this.

"Being a Star City Walker won't save my sister, right?"

Xuan Yi asked.

Now that the war has ended, although the battle between Custer and Xi Ziquan is in full swing below, and even the entire Sumeru Mountain has become a battlefield for the two of them, not even Xingjiu went down to disturb their enjoyment.

Letting them fight in a nearly intact state would have the benefit of reaping the benefits. At this time, if they tried to break up the fight like Xuan Yi did before, they might be killed directly by two people, which would be very worth the loss.

So now the three people on the Sky City can only wait for Custer and Xi Ziquan to finish fighting.

Xing Lihua nodded.

"So I had another idea."

Xuan Yi said.

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As long as there is fighting, the fighting will eventually end.

No matter how long it lasts.

Also, the battle between Custer and Xi Ziquan did not last long.

Because someone is still missing the mark after all.

Traces of their battles were left everywhere on Mount Sumeru, in deserts, snowfields, cities and forests, and even on the remains of the giant mountain turtle, there were scars left by the two of them.

But the battle eventually ended.

On the ice sheet, Xi Ziquan was still standing, while Custer was sitting on the ground, breathing heavily.

There were countless sword marks on Xi Ziquan's body, and his originally neat clothes were almost cut into rags, but he did not shed a drop of blood.

There was only one knife wound on Custer's body, but it went from his right shoulder to his left abdomen. If Xi Ziquan hadn't stopped at the last moment, this knife would have been enough to cut the boy in half.

The outcome has never been so clear-cut.

After Castor breathed enough, he silently raised his head, with a strange smile in his red eyes.

"You won't kill me?"

Xi Ziquan shook his head: "I don't want to give up."

Custer laughed loudly, pulled the wound and gasped twice before saying: "In ten years, the person sitting on the ground will most likely be you."

Xi Ziquan nodded: "I don't deny it."

"But." Xi Ziquan said calmly: "If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time."

"Even if I lose one day, I can still win it back in the end."

"If you are afraid of losing and kill everyone who may surpass you, then such a stupid person will end up being cowardly and pitiful, and also pitifully weak."

Custer nodded silently, and then stuffed a white pill into his mouth.

"I won't watch your last battle."

With that said, Custer disappeared into the snow with a messy red hair, leaving only a human figure sitting on the snow.

Xi Ziquan looked at the human figure left by Custer for a long time, then covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

A disciple of Xia is a disciple of Xia after all. Although he always has some remaining strength in normal battles, the opponent's sword energy is too sharp. Although he dodges the swords, the sword energy finally penetrates into his body like cold poison. in vivo.

He doesn't use the Blade of Disillusionment, and Custer doesn't use the Tiandao Sword. Even in such a battle, if Xi Ziquan can't do anything to the opponent after another hour of fighting, then the person who loses in the end is likely to be himself.

But Custer didn't have that last hour.

Xi Ziquan had a chance to kill very early, but he kept holding back.

Because the opportunity isn't good enough.

Only when he found the best opportunity, he slowly drew out his sword. The sword penetrated Custer's body-protecting sword energy and almost killed him.

But Xi Ziquan really didn't want to kill his opponent.

After all, good opponents are really rare.

When the fierce sword intent in his body was finally suppressed by him, Xi Ziquan finally spoke.

"Friends in heaven."

"It's just you and me now."

Before he finished speaking, three meteors fell straight from the sky and landed on the snowy field.

Xuan Yi, Xing Lihua, and Ye Ya stood opposite Xi Ziquan.

Xi Ziquan smiled, not feeling surprised at all, and bowed quietly to Ye Ya.

"Xi Ziquan, I have met His Highness Ya."