Seeing that still stern face, Ye Qingxuan almost couldn't breathe with laughter.
"Not long ago, they said that I am unfit for the big task and unworthy of the power... But now, which one of us is the fallen one, your majesties?"
Ye Qingxuan laughed so hard that his stomach ached: "How does it feel to be part of the White Knight? You are now the king of the earth again, forever and ever, hahahahahaha!!!"
Even though he was ridiculed by Ye Qingxuan, there was no shame on his face.
The original kings were buried in Guixu, their bones merged into the island, and their consciousness merged into the matrix, becoming the iron rule that enveloped Guixu. And when the bones and consciousness were swallowed by the White Knight, the earthly master created by the Hundred-Eyed One turned these kings into a part of himself.
The former masters of the earth and the current masters of the earth have become one body.
Its bones were cast into a crown and became the crown of the White Knight, and all music theories and elements were integrated into the body of the White Knight for him to drive.
The original kings who created the human era became the stepping stones for eternal darkness.
For them, there is no crueler mockery than this, right
The Scythe of God's Wrath slashed down, and the radiance of the scorching sun was torn into two lines. Ye Qingxuan's smile became more and more mocking, and he was about to say something exciting again, but before he could say anything, a chill ran up from his heels. The thieves stopped and the donkey, crying and frustrated, rolled backwards several meters away.
The roar erupted.
The gravel flew out and hit his face, causing pain.
He raised his head and watched as the long bow in the white knight's hand slowly transformed into a simple spear. The matrix on the spear lit up and thunder light shone on it.
At that moment, the white knight's speed increased dramatically, and the spear in his hand galloped along with the war horse, stabbing where Ye Qingxuan was originally, splitting iron through the rock, and turning everything in its path into ashes.
And his face, at some point, turned into the appearance of the Lord of the Golden Palace.
"Fuck!"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
It wasn't until now that he remembered... The White Knights devoured the original kings, and gained not only their memories and elements, but also their terrifying force that could usher in an era.
He lowered his head and looked at the scythe in his hand, then raised his head and looked at the thunder gun in the hand of the white knight on the horse. He felt like he was in trouble.
To engage in close combat with seven or eight powerful knights who were the most powerful in the world and created an era
Brother, are you kidding!
Ye Qingxuan once again recalled the time when he was beaten by the instructor of Witch Hammer.
Even after being spoon-fed, his martial arts skills were still so bad that it made people cry and couldn't bear to look at them. If Lancelot were here, he might be able to compete with these emperors for a few rounds, but if Ye Qingxuan went up... it would be just a gift!
And who is the Lord of the Golden Palace
It's a monster that uses one person, one gun and one horse to put the warriors of all tribes in Asgard into various tricks, okay!
If a hundred pieces of his kind were tied together, it would probably be just a matter of stabbing him with a few more bullets to the kings. If you kill a weak chicken like yourself, people might even dislike your dirty hands.
"etc!"
Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and scolded angrily: "Didn't everyone agree to have an upright duel between musicians?"
boom!
The thunder gun roared, penetrated the void, and hit the Scythe of God's Wrath. Ye Qingxuan flew dozens of meters backwards. Before he could stand still, the thunder gun swung in the hands of the white knight and turned into a long bow again, and the arrows of elements roared. And arrived.
Ye Qingxuan hesitated and retreated in embarrassment. For some reason, he suddenly felt aggrieved.
What is this called? Will you reap the consequences
Upright? Do you still have the nerve to say this? Ye Qingxuan, look at you, have you ever had an upright musician duel since your debut
With your ability to put sacks, slap sap, and do dirty things, the Musicians Association can't help but expel you, okay
Now you still expect others to compete with you as a musician in an upright manner
dream!
And this isn't the worst.
The worst thing is... On top of the war horse, the white knight reached out and grasped the broken stone plate, holding the core of the natural disaster in his hand, and used it as an interface to draw out endless power from the ruins.
With the infusion of massive ether, the shadows of the kings emerged from behind him.
Among the crisp crackling sounds, there was the sound of bones growing.
On his cracked back, the bones of two pairs of arms grew rapidly, holding bows and arrows, long knives, and epees respectively... And just under the crown, on both sides of the white knight's face, new facial features slowly appeared. Emerge slowly.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel terrified when he thought that what he had to deal with next was a monster with three heads and six arms. He glared at the core of the natural disaster, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, making up his mind.
You are unkind and I am unjust.
If you watch me die, I will call someone!
"Old senior, stop pretending to be dead!"
Ye Qingxuan shouted loudly: "You are the one who wants to sit on the mountain and watch the fire, right? You won't get any benefits even if I'm finished, okay? Or are you prepared to fight this ghost thing for 300 rounds by yourself?"
In the silence, no one responded.
There seemed to be a mocking smile on the white knight's lips.
But in the next moment, what happened stunned everyone observing here.
In that ancient piece of Guixu fragment, a cold light of steel suddenly burst out, and the sonorous sword sounds were like bamboo falling from the plate, and they continued to sound, and the sword sounds like music finally turned into a majestic dragon roar.
An extremely cold sword energy erupted from the originally empty fragments. It was very close at hand. The inch of iron light was like a wandering steel wire. It was held tightly by the invisible swordsman and moved back and forth nineteen times at the snap of a finger. , the sound of crackling and popping is endless.
The dragon-shaped sword energy that should have dissipated long ago actually condensed again, and after experiencing destruction, it became more condensed, and its murderous intent was restrained and not revealed at all.
Now it explodes in an instant, piercing, chopping, and cutting nineteen times in a snap of the finger, just like the sword skills of a heavenly being, blinding the eyes, slitting the throat, cutting off the arms, cutting the sternum, crushing the heart, splitting the limbs...
The terrifying scene of a white rainbow piercing the sun emerged from the cold sword skills, instantly tearing the white knight into pieces.
Even Chopin, who was not far away, was shocked.
… Why do you do this
Not only did he not die under the attack of the elemental arrow, but he faked his death and escaped, borrowing objects to sneak around, evading the eyes and ears of the natural disaster, and hiding himself close at hand.
Although it was only one blow that severely injured the White Knight and was difficult to kill, the thought of such a terrifying assassin existing in the world was enough to make those big shots sleepless.
At the moment when the white knight shot the arrow of the element, others did not see it clearly, but Ye Qingxuan relied on the induction of the blood of heaven and man to see clearly.
At the moment when he was about to be penetrated, the dragon-shaped sword energy turned around and killed himself, killing his own projection first!
What is dead cannot be killed a second time.
There is no way to continue attacking something that doesn't exist.
The bronze arrow suddenly lost its target, fell weakly, and dissipated in mid-air.
—The Sword of Nirvana!
Yes, there is such an operation!
It's not for nothing that Yuan's swordsmanship has mastered the art of killing and killing.
If you can kill others, you can also kill yourself. You can even survive in death, temper your will and transform.
This move may be a sure kill for others, but for Yuan's musicians, it is just a light drizzle.
Among the nine surnames of the dragon vein, only this one is the weirdest, putting the cart before the horse - the sword looks like a human, but the human looks like a sword.
Yuan's music theory has been cultivated to the end, and he has to kill himself first without anyone else, and understand the mystery between life and death. At least one of the three will actually die in this level.
After the recent transformation, the sword energy and music theory have been damaged by at least 90%, but this does not constitute any trouble for Yuan at all.
This is Yuan's true talent.
These lunatics firmly believe that the purer the power, the better. For them, what they pursue is often a higher realm and skill. There is no difference whether the power is one or a hundred.
Only an inch of iron is enough to kill people, not to mention that the person in charge of this inch of iron is the head of the Yuan family!
The head of the Yuan family was obviously angry when a junior pointed out Xingzang, but due to the current situation, he had to cooperate with him.
But what happened immediately afterward made his body far away in the east want to vomit blood.
He came up, but Ye Qingxuan... ran away!
Seizing this rare opening, Ye Qingxuan retreated several hundred meters and fled to a safe distance without hesitation.
The head of the Yuan family went there and was caught by the white knight. He attacked furiously and fell to the same situation as Ye Qingxuan just now, even more dangerous.
Shameless!
The head of the Yuan family yelled angrily: "Ye Qingxuan, what do you want to do?!"
"Senior, come on! Believe in yourself, you can do it!"
Ye Qingxuan waved to Jianqi with a grateful look on his face: "You must hold on! I will go back to Angelou to bring reinforcements to rescue you!"
Move your sister’s reinforcements!
By the time you get back to Angelou, the day lilies will be cold! Even if you come with the Knights of the Round Table, what's the use!
Ignoring the gaze in the sword energy that almost wanted to kill him, Ye Qingxuan set up a protective boundary, propped himself on the ground with the Scythe of God's Wrath, closed his eyes, and seemed to be wandering in the sky.
But his will ran along the ladder to heaven, jumping over hundreds of springboards in an instant, leaping thousands of miles, and returned to the kingdom of heaven on earth.
In the city of reflection in Avalon, an illusory figure instantly appeared in the throne room, as if the teacher had been captured by a demon, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Your Majesty, help!"
Mary, who was sleeping lightly on the throne, was woken up. She opened her eyes and looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Ye Qingxuan didn't have time to explain, so he asked directly: "I remember that the items in Stein's Secret Room No. 9 were repaired before I left. Is there any progress now?"
Mary frowned and pondered for a moment, her expression becoming more and more helpless: "Thank you for remembering. The people at the institute have gone crazy after you damaged it like that. They complained to me several times. The most recent repairs were just made a few days ago. The actual implementation of the basic alchemy matrix will take some time."
"That's enough, that's enough!"
Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll lend you my envoy first, and I'll thank you for the conferment."
Mary looked down at Ye Qingxuan's rogue appearance and couldn't help but glare at him:
"Then let's meet you."
Ye Qingxuan knelt obediently, and Mary drew her sword and placed it on the shoulder of the projection: "In the name of Mary I, I canonize Ye Qingxuan, Prince of Avalon, as my knight. The ceremony is completed. You can get up."
Faced with His Majesty's petty temper, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to laugh. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Mary's voice: "Is everything going well?"
Seeing Mary's worried expression, Ye Qingxuan smiled: "Although there are twists and turns, it's nothing serious."
"I grant you the knight's sword and armor."
Mary stretched out her hand, gently touched the projection's cheek, and said goodbye softly: "I hope you will come back victorious."
So, the knight nodded:
"I will live up to His Majesty's expectations."