Chapter 919 Dark Scepter

The second group.

"I really didn't expect that the Scepter of Light would be in her hands." Feng Boliang frowned slightly, and was also a little surprised that the great holy weapon of Light would appear in the hands of Yan Xuemeng, a weak woman. He turned his eyes and glanced at Yan Fenglin beside him, smiled meaninglessly, and his eyes quickly turned into a joke, "But I think I know that it must be what you gave it to her."

"She needs it more than me." Yan Shilin stared at the battle ahead and replied lightly.

The Scepter of Light was originally a treasure kept in Tianxiao Pavilion. This time, the children participated in the Tiangong Gate assessment. The Pavilion Master originally proposed to hand over the Scepter to Yan Shilin. With his strength and the assistance of the top spiritual treasure, it would definitely be like a tiger.

But Yan Shilin refused. He took the initiative to propose to hand over the scepter of light to Yan Xuemeng. His reason at that time was also "she needs it more than me."

Xue Meng specializes in medical skills, and fighting is not her strength. With the scepter of light, it should be enough to allow her to go further in this ring. At the same time, she can also ensure her safety between powerful enemies.

"Well, it's just to be tactful to say that she is weaker than you, I understand." Feng Boliang smiled sly and concluded for him in an understatement.

While the two of them were chatting, there was a sudden change in the battle area not far away.

"So what about the scepter of light...?" Feng Juntong was surrounded by strange red light, and the spiritual film released outside drove away a little bit of the pure white energy of the most holy light.

"I do not have a Dark Scepter, but as long as I can see your attack route, your threat will be zero."

As she finished speaking, her figure seemed to teleport, passing by lightly in the air, leaving only a fragment of light and shadow. Crossing the space, holding the scepter with one hand, and shooting out lightning with the other hand, and spiritual power surged, killing Yan Xuemeng several feet out on the spot.

Yan Shilin's face also quickly became heavier with Yan Xuemeng's body falling like fallen leaves.

"The people from Jiuyou Palace are indeed extraordinary in their own way, and I admire them!" He clasped his fists at Feng Boliang, and the white flame transformed from energy burned around him for the first time.

"I'm going to help Xue Meng, but I'm lost my companion."

Feng Boliang sighed and said impatiently: "What are you helping? This is a competition, and there is no life danger. You even gave her the scepter of light, what else do you want?" He walked slowly to him and advised again, "He always has to walk her own way, so let her exercise."

If I could always spoil her like a child, I would also like to do this - this sentence is Yan Fenglin's voice.

Xuemeng is the princess of Tianxiao Pavilion. What he hopes is to walk in front of her and block all the wind, frost, rain and snow that come from her. Even if she never understands the sinister world and never has the will to guard against others, that doesn’t matter.

Because of me, she doesn't need to understand.

Because of me, I wish her to be kind and simple forever.

Feng Boliang knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression. He shook his head helplessly, put one hand on his shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Brother Shi Lin, your affection really touched me. But if you continue to be so affectionate, you will definitely wait for Xue Meng's words, "You are a good person, but we are not suitable." Believe me."

The light in Yan Fenglin's eyes was indeed a brief moment of dimness under her words.

Yes, since childhood, she has cared about Xuemeng meticulously. Although she is always very good to herself, their relationship seems to be limited to the love between brother and sister.

Yan Shilin has always thought that Xue Meng is noble and pure, like a fairy in the sky. She was not good enough for her to see and stop for a long time. But the reality after the assessment made his mind shake.

Xuemeng would make snacks with Feng Boliang and play with her friends. Even if they were just civilians, they were different from the children of the aristocratic families surrounding her. But Xuemeng would never dislike them. In front of them, she took off the noble and gracefulness of Miss Tian’s family, just like an ordinary girl, she would laugh, get angry, and chase and fight with them in the kitchen, and the cream and chocolate sauce were smeared everywhere on her face.

Such a snow dream was something he had never seen before. Such a smile was something he had never appreciated.

Sometimes, Yan Shilin would reflect on himself, was he wrong about what he had done for Xue Meng?

In order to make her happy, I gave her all-round protection, but does such care also limit her freedom?

"Oh, why are you hesitating?" Feng Boliang turned his hand and shook it in front of him, "Xuemeng is going to help her friend. If you also help her boyfriend for Xuemeng... Oh, sorry, 'male friend', you can't see that there is already a green grass on your head?" As he spoke, he deliberately pulled his hair lightly, swearing to "make the joke to the end."

While the two were pulling, a green light suddenly shot from the side. Yan Shilin and Feng Boliang reacted quickly, and each turned their heads and dodged the surprise attack.

The one who walked in the next step was Gu Mingxi, the princess of Tiansheng Kingdom. She walked in front of the two of them and bowed her to show her dignity.

"Two, Mingxi has something to ask about."

Well, it’s just like this when you ask something, but fortunately you didn’t start fighting directly. Feng Boliang smiled self-deprecatingly and talking to such a beautiful woman with a graceful temperament is the most tiring. She simply didn’t speak and let Yan Shilin, the “temperamental young man”, deal with it.

As she expected, Yan Fenglin really bowed her hand, and her smile was as elegant as the spring breeze in March, with a very elegant and energetic spirit. He replied warmly: "It's okay for the princess to speak out just like the princess."

Gu Mingxi nodded gently and said seriously: "Just just now, my royal brother was assassinated, almost endangering his life. May I ask Jiuyou Palace, is he involved in this assassination?" As she said that, her scrutiny eyes turned to Feng Boliang.

"No." Feng Boliang waved his hand lazily, "It's obvious that if it were us, it would definitely be a killing openly."

When she spoke, she immediately transformed the solemn atmosphere like "meeting the two envoys" into a casual way of fighting for territory on the streets.

Gu Mingxi frowned slightly. As a princess with a good education, she was almost instinctively disgusted with this kind of careless attitude. But when she thought about it carefully, although she said something provocatively, it also made some sense. After all, the style of Jiuyou Palace has always been extremely vicious, and she ignored all rules and wanted to kill people. Why bother to sneak?

"So, what about Tianxiao Pavilion?" Gu Mingxi believed in Feng Boliang. Although she believed in Tianxiao Pavilion, she only wanted to be at ease, and asked Yan Shilin again.

Yan Shilin answered with a righteous answer: "I have always been a model of justice on the spiritual world continent, and I will never do such dirty and despicable things."

Gu Mingxi nodded: "I believe you too. After the game, I will make a request to Tiangong Gate to thoroughly investigate the truth. At that time, I hope you two can help you too."

Feng Boliang quickly agreed, "It's easy to say." Yan Shilin nodded and responded, and added some scenes.

"Then next," as the "two-country talks" ended, Feng Boliang smiled and put on Gu Mingxu's shoulder and looked at Gu Mingxi, "Are you playing with him or we playing with him?"

Gu Mingxi raised her head. What was unexpected to the two of them was that the spiritual power around her fluctuated instead of rising and shrinking, and her pace slowly retreated backwards.

"Mingxi is worthy of the Heavenly Saint Royal Family to be able to stay here. If you want to fight with the two, Mingxi is still self-aware and will not make things boring."

"I'm here, I wish you two more wonderful performances in the finals."

After saying that, she turned around firmly and walked off the arena step by step.

Since the start of the competition, this is the first player to voluntarily leave the game among the contestants.

It's enough to stay here...

Gu Mingxi walked without regrets. Her steps were still firm and her temperament was still luxurious. She seemed to be a princess with the dignity of her country, slowly walking off her stage.

In fact, according to her personality, she didn't like these fights.

If it weren't for the Tiansheng Royal Family, at the moment when Gu Mingxu was assassinated, she would immediately run off the arena to take care of her royal brother.

"She didn't want to be beaten by others, so she chose to go on by herself." Feng Boliang looked at her back. The act of giving up the game voluntarily could only say that everyone has their own ambitions, and she didn't want to make any more comments. She quickly adjusted her state and turned her head jokingly, "How about Brother Shi Lin, do you want to maintain the glory of the eldest young master of Tianxiao Pavilion?"

Having been delayed by Gu Mingxi until now, the battle situation on Yan Xuemeng's side has already taken a sharp turn. Yan Fenglin saw it and was anxious in his heart. He saluted Feng Boliang and said:

"Miss Bo Liang is very smart, and Jun Lin admires her. Wait for me to save Xue Meng first, and then slowly make friends with you."

But before he could take a step, Feng Boliang suddenly turned sharply, and a move had already reached him. At some point, there was a majestic scepter in his hand. Just looking at the appearance, it was almost exactly the same as what Yan Xuemeng held. The difference was that the one was pure white, while the one was pure black. The absolute darkness as deep as a nightmare seemed to swallow all the light in the world.

At the front of the scepter, a black light emitted, covering Yan Fenglin. In the black light, there was an extreme evil, and layers of evil spirits lingered from the end of the scepter, sank the area into a darkness.

"I didn't expect that the Dark Scepter is here with me."

There are two scepters of law in the world, namely the "scepter of light" and the "scepter of darkness". One stool is the light that drives away evil, and the other stool is the darkness of the sinking of sentient beings.

The two scepters are equally powerful and mysterious, and the moving mountains and rivers are broken. Since scepters are objects of the same attribute, there is no difference between them. The only difference may be the only way to see if the manipulator can inspire the power of the scepter.

These two scepters have been kept by Tianxiao Pavilion and Jiuyou Palace for thousands of years. They not only represent their dominance in this world, but also correspond to the symbols of the two major forces in this world. The ultimate light and the ultimate darkness are destined to fight the sky and the earth when they collide.

"Don't disturb Xiaotong anymore, I'll play with you."

Holding a dark scepter in his hand, the phoenix's cold temperament seemed to have a little more evil. His long hair was lifted up by the curled dark airflow, like a witch looking down at all.

Among the contestants in Jiuyou Palace, she and Yan Jinglin had similar status, so she was naturally qualified to be awarded the Dark Scepter. However, Yan Jinglin chose to give the Light Scepter to Yan Xuemeng, but she had no one to give in.

You have to fight for what you want by yourself. Instead of blindly dedicating to others, or relying on others' protection. This is her life creed.

Yan Fenglin felt the sudden heavy space around him, like a turbid mud, and a sharp look passed through his slowly raised eyes.

"Since Miss Bo Liang intends to advance the decisive battle, I can only accompany you."

He raised his hand quietly, and what he held lightly was a green jade flute.

...

The battles of each group have reached a heightened moment. The moment before the victory or defeat is also the most exciting moment.

Just as the remaining contestants on the field and the audience looking out of the ring were all ups and downs with the changes in the battle situation, a sudden scream suddenly ignited everyone's emotions to the highest point.

"The winner is decided! The winner is decided in the first group!"

For a moment, everyone subconsciously turned their eyes.

Although the qualifiers in the first group were almost destined at the beginning, as the most preferred player, they naturally still attracted the attention of the audience.

At this time, everyone's focus was on the wide ring in the left head.

Mo Gucheng stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair flying, and his aura was magnificent. There were already many contestants around him, which made the only standing figure look taller and invincible.

It was like a dead battlefield, with countless corpses buried. On the rolling sea of ​​blood, there was only one person who was independent of the heavens, his energy was intimidating the nine heavens and ten earths, and he looked at the six heirs and eight wildernesses. The momentum and honor alone were enough to be regarded as gods and worshipped.

But...wait...?

He is the only one...? What about killing Jiutian?

After being shaken by Mo Gucheng's momentum for a while, everyone gradually recalled another seed player on the ring. Where has Shi Jiutian gone?

As if to answer their questions, as everyone looked at each other, a crazy roar was already heard in the audience.

"Mo Gucheng, come down here! Let me fight with you for another 300 rounds!!Mo Gucheng!!"

Off the stage, Shi Jiutian roared wildly, trying to rush to the ring again and again. In order to stop him, many guards from the Tiangong Gate were surrounded by him, holding silver spears and blocking each other strongly.

Obviously, Mo Gucheng did not follow the rules of "two people in one ring" and he shot down Ji Jiutian strongly and won the only crown alone!

Seeing this scene, many people were shocked and shook their heads and sighed.

This Jiutian is really unlucky. He was originally a seed player, and even as the winning trump card of Emperor Jiange, he was already known as the favorite to win the championship. Since participating in the assessment, he has enjoyed all the glory. Now, because he was assigned to the group with the most outrageous strong man, he ended up in the top ten!
Chapter completed!