Magic Punk

Xi Ziquan greeted His Highness Ya, but it was Xuan Yi who finally answered.

"I was rude last time."

Xuan Yi said.

The boy has activated the blood-burning technique, so his whole body is once again wrapped in flames. Since the beginning of Judgment Day, Xuan Yi has been using the blood-burning technique sparingly, so now he has enough fighting time to deal with Xi Ziquan. A battle.

Of course this is also the last battle.

Of course, Xi Ziquan would not fail to notice that among the three people descending from the sky, Xuan Yi stood at the front, but he turned a blind eye to this young man and said hello to Ye Ya first. This is an attitude in itself.

The strongest man of the younger generation had just finished the battle with Custer. His clothes were cut to pieces by the opponent's sword energy, and looked like tatters. However, his expression was light, neither arrogant nor reserved. His attitude of being happy with things but not sad with himself shows his lofty state of mind.

After all, he relied on the power of his new victory over Custer to truly establish his reputation as the best in the world. His momentum should have reached its peak, but he looked no different from his usual appearance.

When Xuan Yi spoke, he looked at Xuan Yi.

In the previous battle in the desert field, he had naturally won a complete victory, and he was no stranger to Xuan Yi's attitude of being covered in flames, with flaming hair and scorching eyes.

"Is it better now?" Xi Ziquan asked.

Xuan Yi nodded in the flames: "I want to try the second half."

"Three against one?" Xi Ziquan asked.

Xuan Yi looked at this man who was dressed like a beggar but looked like an emperor. Some people are honored by their clothes, but some people are honored by their clothes.

Just like a man who catches a knife by his bedside is a hero, Xi Ziquan did not inherit the imperial surname of the St imperial family, but used his own surname to show others, but no one has ever doubted that he is the only emperor's son.

"There are no rules on Judgment Day." Xuan Yi replied calmly.

Xi Ziquan laughed softly, and the three of them looked at him and laughed. Xi Ziquan didn't look at Ye Ya until the laughter stopped.

"I sincerely advise Your Highness Ya not to wade through this muddy water again."

Ye Ya looked at him, her blue eyes were simple and pure, and the girl's voice was soft.

"then."

"I was in that desert too."

It was referring to the time when the purple flower bloomed in the desert.

Xi Ziquan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Ye Ya seriously: "Sorry for the offence."

"The original Ninth Princess died in the hands of Emperor Tianwu."

"In fact, I have never thought about doing the same thing as that ancestor."

In Xi Ziquan's plain words, he turned the back of his left hand, and then quietly pulled out a long blade lingering with crimson flame fragments.

The blade of this long knife is extremely thin and even tends to be transparent. It is the flames that wrap around its blade that finally give it color.

This sword is called the Blade of Disillusionment, and it is the number one weapon in the world.

Even Ye Ya had only heard of the name of this sword in legends, because the original Emperor Tianwu held this sword and was invincible throughout the world.

Some knives are more expensive than others.

Some people are famous for their swords.

But the Emperor Tianwu and the Blade of Disillusionment complemented each other.

This world-destroying blade killed all the opponents in the world in his hand, until finally there was nothing left to kill or kill.

Although Emperor Tianwu has returned to Xinghai early, this sword has been passed down.

When Xi Ziquan held the knife, his expression was no longer the lazy one that made people feel relaxed just looking at him.

He is the sheath of the sword. Now that the sword has been unsheathed, people should also unsheath it.

Xi Ziquan calmly swung his knife, drawing a burning crimson trail in the air. As he spoke, the crimson flames expanded and spread infinitely in everyone's field of vision.

The realm of destruction once again unfolded in this world, and then gradually deepened from the initial crimson, and finally turned into a dazzling crimson.

"Someone advised me not to be too hostile to you, and I agreed."

"so."

"Please try to live."

"boy."

This was originally an arctic ice field covered with frost and snow. Even though the guards of the ice field have left, this is still a world dominated by frost and snow.

But from the moment Xi Ziquan pulled out the Blade of Disillusionment, the world changed.

The snowflakes falling from endless heights melted into rain at the same moment, and then evaporated into water vapor. All the ice and snow in the sky dissipated, and even the leaden heavy dark clouds slowly dispersed. The midday sun poured down, and the sunlight was alluring.

When Xi Ziquan pulled out his sword and the area of ​​destruction began to spread, everyone stepped back in unison. What does it mean that this sincerity cannot compete with him? At that moment, the three of them felt as if there was some beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years. Zhao opened his eyes.

The earth was originally covered by ice and snow, but when the sun was born in this land of ice and snow, and the scarlet flames of destruction ignited wantonly around, at that moment it felt like the whole world was like boiling water, and there was a vast white vapor under my feet. , it was like being in a huge sauna, but the water vapor was swallowed up by a more terrifying force in the blink of an eye.

Because at extremely high temperatures, even water vapor is not allowed to exist.

They continue to decompose until they can burn hydrogen and oxygen, releasing a blue flame.

Just like this, in just a few seconds, this ice field turned into a dry and desolate desert. Xi Ziquan stood in the scarlet field of destruction, looking up at three ants that were fleeing in all directions.

A wry smile appeared on his lips.

The biggest stupidity in the world is that you don't know how powerful your opponent is.

In fact, most of the purpose of his trip has been achieved. Winning the Thousand Star Trial is not even a piece of cake for him. He has never needed any external objects to prove himself. The only reliable things in this world are himself and his own hands. knife.

Originally, after defeating Custer, he would directly leave this place where he had no nostalgia and make a favor for the girl in Star City.

He actually knew something about her situation. If she had never neglected him in the past ten years, she might still be able to fight him now. But now, his interest in Xingjiu is far less than that of Custer. Not even as good as her brother who made him feel a little incredible.

Rather than Xingjiu itself.

But since someone stopped him, he really didn't mind letting go and fighting with all his strength.

Two high-level Cave Mysterious Realms holding defensive weapons, plus a Ninth Princess who has almost exhausted the potential of Qing Wing at this stage.

Such a lineup is enough for him to fight with all his strength.

After all, without the use of the Blade of Disillusionment, he really couldn't defeat these three people together.

After all, manpower sometimes runs out.

While thinking like this, Xi Ziquan tapped his toes, and saw the burning destruction field instantly spraying flames backwards, accelerating Xi Ziquan's body to an unparalleled level.

The opponent he is targeting is of course the person he values ​​most.

Ninth Princess Ye Ya.