Fei had a faint intuition—today's game was arranged very early.
Moreover, the person who made the layout should not have come from the hands of the five people in front of him, but must have been operated by an absolutely wise man hiding behind the scenes.
It may even be a small part of a larger picture.
This is also one of the reasons why Fei has been reluctant to participate in it.
In a chaotic world, the world is the game, the supreme is chess, an outstanding wise man, with a ruthless mind, and using troops like mud, Fei asked himself that he has no strength against the sky, if he enters it rashly, he may only become a pawn, become cannon fodder, and cannot control his own destiny , and even bring Chambord City into an unpredictable vortex...
Boom, boom, boom, the sound of fierce battles came from the two large regiments, which was deafening.
On the edge of the lake, the remaining Pato and the other three Central Territory Young Sovereigns obviously absolutely believed that their partners could win the Holy Power, so they didn't care about such a suspenseful battle at all, and their attention was also focused on Sun Wukong. flying body.
For them, the [Northern Emperor] Alexander, who is well-known in the Northern Territory, is also one of the young supreme beings who have been famous for a long time. He is a worthy peer and shoulder to shoulder. Fei is much more important than the next two battles where there is no suspense.
If you can see it today, you will naturally have to observe it more.
"You are the Emperor of the Northern Territory?"
Suddenly, among the three, Cassano with a smile on his face asked first.
Known for his eccentric temper and moodiness, the Young Sovereign of the Central Territory is indeed acting perversely. He does not hide his curious eyes, looks at Fei up and down, and expresses that kind of provocative demeanor full of interest. , and didn't have the slightest intention to hide it.
"good."
Fei looked normal and nodded.
"When I was in Zhongyu, I heard your name."
Cassano walked over with a smile, "I heard that you are very good at fighting. You are said to be invincible with an iron fist. You are born with supernatural powers. You can flatten mountains and pull down ancient mountains. I thought you were a terrifying big man with thick muscles, but I didn't expect you to be so thin and tender. Even his appearance is incomparably handsome, second only to me who is known as "the world's most beautiful man", tsk tsk, it really surprised me."
"puff-"
Fei almost spit out.
The world's most beautiful man
Cassano
To be honest, it was really difficult for Fei Fei to equate the meanings of these two words.
It seems that this eccentric young Supreme is quite narcissistic. You must know his appearance... well, it can only be said that he is not ugly.
Behind Fei, several court ladies couldn't help laughing while covering their mouths.
On the other side, seeing Cassano's 'performance', the corners of Milito's extremely silent face twitched unnaturally, and then slightly lowered his head, while Pato, who had a noble temperament, tried his best to suppress As I wanted to slap my forehead, I turned my head to the other side—it seemed that my companions endured this guy very hard.
"Ha, every time they hear this sentence, they always express their envy, jealousy and hatred in this way, but there is no way, my brother is born with a beautiful face, and jealousy is useless, hehe."
Cassano wiped his mustache and looked at Fei with interest.
Stopped by Fei's murderous gaze, he then turned off and touched Fei's chest muscles to verify that His Majesty the king, who is thin and tender, really didn't intend to disguise himself as a man.
After a pause, the guy suggested with a heartless heart: "It's the first time I found out today that you are also a member of the Holy See. Since you are so good at fighting, why don't we fight?"
Fei Sun: "..."
"Hey, although you are also a member of the Holy See, I think you are quite to my liking. You are not a bad person, so don't worry, I will be merciful and not hit your handsome face."
Fei Sun: "..."
"Hey, what's your expression, put away your salivating eyes, and solemnly declare that I'm not interested in men, not at all—although you are a handsome man like a woman!"
Fei Sun: "@&*￥##…"
"Let's go, haha, let's go, let's have a good fight, haha, hit me, hit me!"
Fei finally couldn't take it anymore, he punched...
"Haha, there is one last trick left!"
Standing above the void, He Ning, the envoy of God of Judgment, was covered with at least twenty layers of various magic shields, protecting himself tightly like a tortoise, his confidence was greatly increased, and his fat and greasy face was full of pride and joy. Wretched smile.
Two strokes have already been fought.
Shalawi was forced by his powerful offensive magic to be helpless at all.
It seems that the slightest worry I had before was simply unnecessary.
The injured [Little Pharaoh], who was tough on the outside and soft on the inside, was just putting on airs.
"Hahaha, let this last move witness your failure. As long as I leave alive today, it won't be long before all of you will pay the blood price for what happened today!"
Herning laughed crazily, and made the last move.
Amid the roaring chants, six [Swords of Judgment] slowly emerged in the sky.
This move was used by Corina before, it is called [Sword of the Gods], it is extremely powerful, and it can kill opponents by leaps and bounds.
Herning's strength is slightly lower than that of Corina, so naturally he cannot condense and fuse ten [Swords of Judgment] at the same time, and six are already his limit. From the pig's point of view, supporting himself to escape is definitely enough.
But—"Idiot, I won't play with you anymore."
The smile on Shalawi's face all the time suddenly converged at this moment.
In the next instant, a circle of purple flames suddenly diffused from his body, covering Hening and the surrounding sky and earth within a hundred meters.
"This is… "
Herning's smile froze on his face.
Because he suddenly found that he could not control the six [Judgment Swords], the connection between spiritual power and magic was cut off, and the [Judgment Sword] that could flatten mountains was like a popsicle exposed to the scorching sun. It melted little by little, and soon disappeared into the air.
field!
This is the domain power of a demigod-level powerhouse.
"No… "
Herning wailed in despair: "No, poor, poor..."
His strength, at the peak of the scorching sun and the Great Perfection, was only one step away from becoming a demigod, but he hadn't yet mastered the power of the domain, so he couldn't resist naturally. He was enveloped by this purple flame power, like a pig's head out of water Shark, no matter how powerful it is, it can never jump up again, and life and death are controlled by Shalawi.
"Pitiful?"
Shalawi sneered: "For you, no."