The God of the Left Bank was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Is this couple too confident or too idiotic to say such arrogant words in the Milan Empire? They really don’t know how to live or die.
The murderous aura is centered on the God of the Left Bank and spreads out in all directions.
This battle is no longer about the little princess being beaten, but about the dignity of the strong. This battle is either you die or I live!
How could Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao not know this?
The dignity of the strong cannot be desecrated. The more top-level masters, the more they care about this.
The God of the Left Bank is a strong man, as are Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao. Although the Milan Empire has masters with great supernatural powers, the empire does not have too many masters.
When a master with great supernatural powers appeared in the empire, the empire not only did not give him a grand reception, but instead drew his sword against him. This is a blasphemy against the strong.
There is no doubt that the God of the Left Bank will die today.
The powerful murderous aura and the pressure of great supernatural powers are simply not something ordinary people can bear. Huyan Duanrui couldn't intervene even if he wanted to at this time. He glanced at Dongfang Ningxin, Huyan Duanrui gritted his teeth and turned towards the other side of the imperial city.
Go to one end.
At this time, perhaps it would be useful to ask the Master to come forward. Although the Master does not want outsiders to know his existence, he must not just watch something happen to his savior.
As soon as Huyan Duanrui turned around, the God of the Left Bank shot out a ray of Qi at him, trying to prevent him from leaving, or perhaps kill him.
Dongfang Ningxin waved her hand lightly, and shot the golden needle through the air. With a "bump", she neutralized the attack of the God of the Left Bank.
"A master with great supernatural powers, but he did something dirty to a child. I have seen the demeanor of a master from the Milan Empire today." Dongfang Ningxin's contempt was not concealed at all.
The God of the Left Bank's face darkened, and he glared at Feng Qingchen coldly: "You two teamed up to injure my apprentice, and you have the demeanor of a master."
The meaning is very obvious. Everyone is so divided that they all attack children.
"The demeanor of a master? Your disciple doesn't know the heights of the world. She attacks a master with great supernatural powers. Do I still need to talk to her about the demeanor of a master? The education in the Milan Empire is so poor, I have no choice but to teach her the principles of life." Dongfang Ning's heart.
She blinked her eyelashes, and her long silver strands fluttered in the wind. She looked extremely noble, with a sense of relaxation and leisure in her expression, which was in sharp contrast to the nervousness and solemnity of the God of the Left Bank.
Master style? This is the style of a master.
call……
The God of the Left Bank exhaled and cleared away the pressure in his heart.
"In that case, let's fight."
Then he summoned his own weapon: "Nine-curved ring knife, come out."
He knew that if he met his opponent today, he might not be able to do it without using weapons.
"My nine-curved ring sword has not been stained with blood for two hundred years. You are very lucky. Today I will use you to sacrifice the sword." The God of the Left Bank lifted his clothes, took a step back, and stood firmly on the spot.
Where he was, the ground sank three inches.
"Sacrifice sword? It's a pity that you are not worthy of me summoning the divine weapon, so just take a sword." Xue Tianao said coldly and lightly pressed the ring in his hand.
Whoa... the dragon sword fell into Xue Tianao's hand, and the unique aura of the divine dragon immediately came out.
Xue Tianao did it on purpose. Huyan Duanrui mentioned that the contracted beast of the God of the Left Bank is a black dragon, so he took out the dragon sword and pressed the black dragon to see if the God of the Left Bank dared to summon the contracted beast.
Sure enough, as soon as the dragon sword came out, the face of the God of the Left Bank turned dark for several days.
"Okay, you are very good. I have not met an opponent for many years. You have aroused my fighting spirit." The God of the Left Bank jumped forward, jumped directly over the big pit, and came to Dongfang Ningxin and Xuetian
In front of Ao, the sword flashed, and nine swords were swung out in an instant.
"It's a pity that you can't provoke my fighting spirit. The masters of the Milan Empire are nothing more than this in my eyes." Xue Tianao gathered his true energy and poured it into the dragon sword.
"Dragon Yu Jiutian."
Dang Dang Dang... With just one move, Xue Tianao used nine moves to directly separate the God of the Left Bank with his Nine Blades. Not only that, he also forced the God of the Left Bank to take a few steps back and almost fell into the pit.
The first move failed to defeat the enemy, and the God of the Left Bank was not surprised. If he had won so casually, these two people would not be worthy of his attack, let alone a master of great supernatural powers.
The God of the Left Bank calmed down at the edge of the pit, and did not rush to take action. Instead, he slowly gathered his true energy, intending to maximize his true energy.
He is a master enshrined by the Milan Empire, and all the elixirs, herbs and elixirs of the entire empire are given priority to him. He can be sure that the two wandering god-level masters in front of him definitely do not take as many spiritual items as he does.
His true energy is not as strong as his.
So what if they are both masters with great supernatural powers, and their weapons are not weak. Without strong Qi, these two people will not be his opponents.
The God of the Left Bank mobilized all the available energy and attached it to the nine-curved ring knife. The knife was as red as fire, and there was a faint divine beast that looked like a phoenix but not a phoenix dancing in the firelight.
"Fire Qi? The weapon soul of the Phoenix bloodline? Is this what you rely on?" To be honest, Dongfang Ningxin really didn't like what the God of the Left Bank used.
Of course, if this artifact and true energy were placed in Zhongzhou, Honghuang could definitely kill anyone instantly, but in front of them, it was very weak. She and Xue Tianao had never seen anything good in these years.
The God of the Left Bank did not fail to hear Dongfang Ningxin's disdain, but he thought it was Dongfang Ningxin's bluff and raised his head proudly: "Your death has come."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the God of the Left Bank was surrounded by fire, turning into a part of the fire, wrapping the nine-curved ring knife.
A huge fire-type true balloon appeared in front of Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao, with powerful murderous intent and coercion, knocking down all the surrounding houses.
The entire street was like being in a big furnace, and the ground around Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao began to turn into water.
In order to kill Dongfang Ningxin and ㊣(5 Xue Tianao), the God of the Left Bank used his special skills to turn his body into a part of the true energy.
"It's interesting." Dongfang Ningxin chuckled.
Such is the battle between masters.
The first move is to test, and the second move is to use the ultimate move. In this case, they are not interested in playing with each other anymore.
"Are you coming or am I coming?" The murderous intent was right in front of him, but Dongfang Ningxin was not anxious at all.
"Come on, I'll take action next." Xue Tianao raised his eyebrows and signaled that someone at the palace was watching this battle.
"In this case, I will give them a big gift to let them understand what it means to know the name of oneself." Dongfang Ningxin nodded and stood up straight.
The leisurely atmosphere disappeared, and a chilling air spread throughout his body.
She hasn't made a move for a long time.
"Dark Crossbow, come out."
Draw the bow, cock the arrow, and do it all in one go.
"stop……"
At this moment, an old and majestic voice came from the palace, and with this voice, there was an oppressive force.
That power fell on the crossbow of darkness in Dongfang Ningxin's hand.
"It's too late..." Dongfang Ningxin smiled contemptuously.
With a "pop..." sound, just as the God of the Left Bank flew towards Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao with a real balloon transformed from his body, just as the powerful power of the palace appeared, the arrow in Dongfang Ningxin's hand also followed.
flew out.
The Milan Empire must pay the price for their rudeness!