He is still too immature and young now.
Everything he has may not be comparable to a hair of the enemy on Falling Star Cliff.
But there is hope for the future.
The young man retreated silently.
Prince Yu glanced at the young man, and the anger and anxiety in his heart gradually subsided.
At this time, anger cannot solve the problem.
Must be calm.
The empire is in danger, just think about it.
He waved his hand.
Signaling everyone around him to calm down.
Then he looked at Lin Beichen and said, "Pope Lin, am I qualified to fight you?"
Everyone around was immediately shocked.
"No."
"My lord, you can't do it."
"Absolutely not."
The generals rushed forward and surrounded Prince Yu.
"Father, don't be impulsive."
The little princess Yu Keer, who had been hiding among the guards, couldn't help but show up and tightly held her father's arm.
The girl who had always been known in the aristocratic circle of the Aurora Empire for her smart appearance but cold and cruel image finally showed the fear and panic commensurate with her age. She was afraid that if she let go, her father would rush up to Luo Xing Cliff.
At this time, Luo Xing Cliff was no longer any different from the execution platform in the eyes of everyone in the Aurora Empire.
Prince Yu lowered his head and glanced at his daughter.
Yu Keer's eyes were filled with crystal tears.
On Falling Star Cliff.
Lin Beichen's eyes fell on Prince Yu.
Also considered an old friend.
He didn't speak.
But waiting.
This is tantamount to acquiescing to Prince Yu's qualifications.
But the next moment—
call out!
A stream of light flashed.
A tall figure with his hands above his knees appeared on Luo Xing Cliff.
It's Su Dingfang.
[Aurora Empire’s top marksman] Su Dingfang.
He is also the most powerful person in the Aurora Empire.
"I wonder if I am qualified to fight Pope Lin?"
His face was calm, but there was anger and murderous intent deep in his eyes.
Lin Beichen nodded: "Yes, your head is qualified to be placed in front of Brother Han's tombstone."
Su Dingfang looked up to the sky and laughed.
On the white flying boat in the distance, everyone in the Aurora Empire changed their colors.
In the past, they had absolute confidence in this burly and tall man.
He is the pinnacle of martial arts in the empire.
His arrows are invincible.
No one can be in Su Dingfang's third company
Will not die if shot.
Just like no one can live without eating or sleeping.
In the Aurora Empire, these three words Su Dingfang are a symbol of invincibility.
He is the object of worship for countless Aurora shooters.
No matter how strong the enemy is, no matter how terrifying the opponent is, as long as Su Dingfang takes action, he will be wiped out.
But today, it's different.
Because the young man in white standing on Luoxing Cliff with a stick in his hand gave everyone too much shock and pressure.
Never before has one person been able to put so much pressure on so many high-ranking generals of the Aurora Empire at the same time.
A general will die in a hundred battles, and a strong man will return after ten years.
They are all strong men who have come out of a battlefield that is like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. What kind of horror have they not seen
But the terror of the young man in white made them, for the first time, no longer have absolute confidence in the pinnacle of martial arts in their empire.
"Brother Su, why do you have to..."
Prince Yu opened his mouth, originally wanting to say, 'Why do you need to die?', but he did not say the last two words.
After all, he was the number one martial artist in the Aurora Empire. Before the war even started, he, the commander-in-chief, judged that Su Dingfang was no match. This would be too damaging to his own morale, and it would also be too disrespectful to take Su Dingfang, the 'number one in the Aurora Martial Arts', seriously.
But Su Dingfang understood what Prince Yu meant.
He laughed, quite boldly.
"The empire can lack a warrior who only knows how to kill, but it cannot lack a general who controls everything."
Su Dingfang did not look back and said loudly: "Prince, you still have to cherish your usefulness. After this defeat, cede the Luonan Province. In the future, our Aurora Empire will still need your efforts."
In the world of martial arts, warriors are respected.
A strong martial artist can kill someone in anger.
The top strong man can slaughter a city in one rage.
The most powerful person can destroy a country with a single thought.
Su Dingfang believed that with his cultivation, he could massacre an entire city in one rage, and he was considered a top powerhouse.
But it is impossible to destroy an empire by oneself.
So he is not considered a peak powerhouse.
And the young man in white in front of him has a vague tendency to destroy the country with a single thought.
So now we have to play according to the other party's rules of the game.
It is conceivable that during this battle, the decline of the Aurora Empire is inevitable.
Su Dingfang wants to use his own blood and death to stimulate the young descendants of Aurora - this may be the last gift he can give to the warriors of this empire after suppressing the younger generations for so many years as the highest peak of Aurora Empire's martial arts.
As long as the hatred and anger are still burning in the heart, among the many geniuses in the empire, someone will eventually emerge and become the new number one marksman.
But after the empire suffered this disaster, the decline of the country was inevitable. With the ceding of territory to supply and demand, internal and external troubles, many chaos would surely arise. We need someone like Prince Yu, who is not weak in martial arts, has a superior mind and wisdom, and has prestige. And the people who are worthy of trust are here to help His Majesty the Emperor manage this place like cooking fresh food.
country.
A martial artist can die.
A wise man must live.
This is Su Dingfang's choice.
His words made Prince Yu shed tears.
He understood what he meant.
On Falling Star Cliff.
Su Dingfang began to activate the innate profound energy in his body.
Level one, level two, level three...
The breath keeps rising.
The 'sand wall mysterious energy' derived from the Qunima Desert is flourishing.
Suddenly there was wind and sand around Luoxing Cliff, which was originally sunny and sunny. The strong wind swept the dark brown sand grains that came from nowhere, and a terrible sandstorm formed in an instant...
"Pope Lin, I galloped across the north with the help of three arrows from heaven, earth and man. I was invincible in both vertical and horizontal directions. A year ago, I turned three arrows into one and condensed the three arrows from heaven, earth and man into one arrow... If you take this arrow, Come on, my life is yours, how about it?"
This is saying hello in advance.
To use his strongest arrow, he needs to gather momentum.
Most afraid of interruption.
If this young man from Beihai, without respecting martial ethics, just comes over with a stick, everything will be over.
Lin Beichen nodded: "Okay."
He agreed.
This person has the demeanor of a strong man and deserves respect.
Furthermore, Lin Beichen was a bold artist and wanted to see the difference between Su Dingfang's shooting, known as the 'Aurora's best marksman', and his own shooting, who was good at riding and shooting.
After all, in addition to cheating, Lin Beichen is also a person with dreams.
His biggest dream was to be a shooter who could sustain strong output.
"Thank you."
Su Dingfang's eyes were filled with light.
Standing in the center of the sandstorm created by the 'Sand Wall Innate Mysterious Qi', Su Dingfang shouted loudly, his momentum surged, and his whole body seemed to swell up, turning into a giant more than two meters tall, bringing Lin Beichen The pressure is no weaker than that of Pope Yu Zhuoyu who previously activated the [God Armor].
"The arrows from the sky are stringed by the wind... the wind is coming."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the wind between heaven and earth turned into a silver thread, flowing between his palms.
"Arrows from the ground, bows from sand... sand comes."
He stretched out his hand again, and the swirling brown sand condensed in front of him into a giant bow four meters long, curved and strong like a dragon.
"Human arrows, human arrows..."
After the third drink, Su Dingfang, who transformed into a little giant, directly regarded himself as a bow and arrow. He stepped on the wind string with his feet, held the sand bow with his hands, used his head as the arrow cluster, and his body as the arrow shaft. All his energy and spirit were gathered here. One shot above!
call out!
Arrows shot through the air.
Heaven, earth and people condense into one arrow.
This arrow is called the Aurora Empire’s first divine arrow.
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