A simple straight punch seemed to carry a huge force and hit Si Yao's lower abdomen hard. His body instantly arched, curling up in pain like a ripe red river shrimp on a white porcelain dinner plate.
A positive kick hit Zhou Chen's strong pectoralis major. His body under the amplification of Yanling Bronze Throne could not adapt to this majestic force. He groaned and fell back, and his exposed skin gradually changed from bronze to bronze. After returning to normal, he could no longer support the Yanling field.
But the sword that was originally raised high to slash at Si Yao now cut into the silver body of Zhao Xi's spear. Li Longyuan's physical fitness in the keel state was comparable to that of an ancient human dragon, and in an instant, she was knocked back ten steps with her gun.
In the midst of electric sparks and flints, the three geniuses of the branch family were defeated by the absolute ultimate power, showing a devastating trend.
"puff……"
Si Yao, who has always been very elegant, was lying half-dead on the sidelines, leaning his head slightly against the bluestone wall, violently coughing out a mouthful of bright red blood. His originally clean white shirt seemed to be dyed into a picture of snowy winter plumes, which was shocking.
His hand trembled slightly as he reached into his trousers pocket, as if he wanted to take out the handkerchief inside and wipe the corners of his mouth that were still bleeding. But unfortunately, he no longer had any strength left.
From his half-open and half-closed perspective, the "tyrant" was walking towards him from a short distance away. The flames in his golden eyes were still burning, and seemed to burn the eyes of everyone who dared to look at him.
Even Si Yao, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, subconsciously avoided these majestic eyes. He was really scared of being beaten.
The lapis lazuli robe on the handsome young man is still luxurious and elegant, without even a trace of wrinkles or damage. I don't know if the material itself is strong enough, or it is stating a desperate fact to the audience.
Even if the three most outstanding geniuses from the branch join forces, they cannot pose a real threat to the direct lineage of the clan!
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Li Longyuan didn't walk very fast, but now he was the only person in the field who could still move so calmly.
Therefore, during this period of time, everyone's eyes were focused on this young True Lord. Since no one in the Zong family table announced the end of this challenge, the people in the separated family could only watch helplessly. No matter what the final outcome is, they have to break their teeth and swallow it.
This was a silent blow from the Li clan to them. Since they chose to take the path of "forcing the palace", they should know what the consequences of failure would be.
The handsome boy's eyes have not changed since the beginning of the battle. He is as indifferent as a god. There is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but there is a cold chill emanating from his whole body, which makes people feel like they have fallen into an ice prison.
Finally, he stood in front of Si Yao, raised his fair and slender right hand, and then slowly pressed it down...
Everyone on the sidelines closed their eyes in shock.
However, the expected bloody scene did not appear, not even a scream was uttered.
The boy just leaned down gently and stretched out his hand calmly. His golden eyes silently extinguished, revealing his original dark and bright eyes.
His temperament also changed at this moment. One second he was a majestic emperor, and this moment he turned into a clean, refreshing and even shy boy, like a sword hidden in a sheath, with all its sharpness restrained.
Si Yao stared blankly at the outstretched hand, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.
He knew that the boy did not deliberately show his generosity and kindness to the challenger in front of everyone in the branch family in order to win people's hearts.
How could a god who holds the most powerful power in the world show off to the ants?
But he still stretched out his hand, which showed that he recognized himself, or it was the king's forgiveness.
So Si Yao tried his best to raise his hand with the last bit of strength, and tightly grasped the hand offered by Li Longyuan in the air.
Thunderous applause followed, and the mixed-races who came from separate factions finally relaxed their hearts. They originally thought that this would be a humiliating departure, like a defeated lion on the grassland licking its wounds sadly and rushing towards the next day of hunger and wandering in the blood-red afterglow of the setting sun.
But this handsome boy who was as powerful as a god and as noble as a king still retained the last trace of dignity for them. They had to express their gratitude for the king's gift, so the applause became more enthusiastic, as if what they had just watched was not a violent and bloody battle, but a vivid drama.
In the audience of the Zong family, there was a skinny old man wearing a gray robe and frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the kindness released by Li Longyuan.
"They won't feel the pain if the board is raised high and dropped gently like this." Finally, the old man couldn't help but speak.
One of the orthodox sixty-one generation elders, Li Tu
Any dynasty was overthrown by a popular uprising, and the tyrant was stabbed to death on his throne by the new king. There was only one reason why red blood gurgled down the palace steps, and that was that the monarch was not powerful enough to suppress the rebellion.
In his eyes, kindness is just a disguised means for the monarch to deceive the people's long-term support and support because he lacks strength and is afraid of rebellion. He is as pitiful as a lizard-like reptile.
The orthodox new true king clearly possesses overwhelming power, so why does he have to leave face to these retainers in the end?
Supporting the strong is the only choice for the weak. Even if Li Longyuan kills the three elite hybrids of the branch, they will still love him and even respect him like a god.
The reason is very simple. Li Longyuan has proven with his strength that he is stronger than them all, and he will naturally be able to gain more benefits for the future orthodoxy, allowing the Zong family to take meat and separate families for soup.
Just like a group of female lions that must rely on powerful male lions to organize hunting to survive, even if this lion king may have stepped on the bones of their husbands or fathers to ascend the throne, they will follow him, serve him, and worship him.
Dead creatures are worthless, and weak ones tend to die easily.
"It's a good thing for young people to have ideas. As long as you keep holding on to the power, no matter what you do, no one will dare to tell you what to do." The old man in white robes and a bun stood next to Li Tu as if he appeared out of thin air, and he said the right thing. of.
Li Tu's face suddenly turned ugly, but he had to admit that this sentence got to the essence.
"Don't interfere too much in his choices. Your lives have a more important meaning." Li Chengqian seemed to have no respect for this old man who was a generation older than him, and spoke coldly in the tone of the head of the family.
Li Tu nodded, not feeling the slightest discomfort with this attitude. He agreed with what Li Chengqian just said, and the young man in his words may refer to himself.
In the spacious arena, it was like a great drama was coming to a perfect conclusion.
Both the actors performing on the stage and the people watching in the audience were very satisfied with the effect of the performance. They reached a consensus that as long as Li Yongyuan did not die, orthodoxy would remain the original orthodoxy, and only Zhenjun would be the one to dispatch it.
But there are always people who will be disappointed at this time.
Just like there will always be one or two mentally ill people among 10,000 normal people, the trouble is that this mental illness is really a monster. If he gets sick, he will probably blow up the entire mental hospital.
"Hey, I just finished warming up, don't leave in a hurry." A light lolita voice came from the field. Li Yongyuan, who was still in the keel state, turned around and saw a pair of extremely magnificent golden dragons. Tong looked at him, and the pressure of these eyes even exceeded that of Chu Zihang, who had an A-level bloodline.
Guo's strict syllables were spat out from the mouth of the black-clothed girl one after another. The air in the place was faintly filled with strong fire elements. The violent wind roared out from beside her and gathered into a super large tornado. The wind force instantly exceeded level eight, and in Continued growth.
Word Spirit Black Sun, number 101 in the Periodic Table of Word Spirits, an absolutely high-risk fire attribute Word Spirit, one of the strongest powers in the King of Bronze and Fire.
The effect is to create a super-high-temperature black sun in front of itself, and at the same time attract the target with strong winds.
The scene now looks like a small black hole collapsing here, or like a total solar eclipse of the sun. This black sun just burned silently, then slowly rotated, leaking endless wind currents that converged into a powerful tornado hurricane, seeming to pull everything around into the extremely high temperature of the sun and turn it into carbon. Ash.
"Zhao Xi, are you crazy? Do you dare to release the spirit of speech here?"
An elder from the Zhao family stood up angrily and slammed the locust tree crutch in his hand, but his expression was a bit stern.
He was afraid that Zhao Xi's power of speech spirit should have been awakened when she was practicing in the ghost cave in Kyoto. Even the Zhao family did not know that she actually possessed this extremely dangerous speech spirit. What he was even more afraid of was that the Zong family would find out the secrets they had tried so hard to hide all these years!
The audience at the table all stood up in horror, looking at the cute girl standing under the terrifying dark sun. Now her eyes were wide open, and her golden pupils were shining with dazzling golden light. There was no trace of impurity, and her painting style was extremely beautiful. Weird.
If this round of black sun continues to burn silently here, then the entire arena made of bluestone will be sucked in by an increasingly strong gravitational force, which is equivalent to the foundation of the Yunshang Ancient Palace being forcibly melted from the inside. One can imagine the consequences.
Of course, before that, it was the hybrids like them who could not bear to be pulled into this extremely hot black sun by the hurricane set off in the Yanling Black Sun field.
In such a thin air venue, their bodies will not even produce violent aerobic combustion, but will only painfully feel themselves getting hotter and hotter until they turn into a ball of red carbon.
"Wasairuyusa!"
The handsome boy's golden eyes ignited again, and he spoke a cold and arrogant dragon text into the girl's eyes, and the words, spirit and throne were activated.
In order to enhance the effectiveness of this word spirit, he deliberately converted the original Chinese into dragon script.
The black sun wheel in front of the girl instantly became chaotic, emitting ripples of extremely dangerous energy. Even if people just glanced at it accidentally, they would be shocked by the surging power inside. The dark sun should be absolutely silent. The dead zone.
But it did not completely collapse as the boy imagined. The girl just continued the chanting of the words spirit in the field after being slightly dazed. The words spirit and the throne lost their effectiveness for the first time.
The halo around the black sun swallowed silver, like a cold and sharp blade. Countless wind currents circulated crazily around it, forming a huge whirlpool. The bodies of hybrids in the crowd were slowly being torn apart in horror. Move and move towards the extremely hot sun.
Li Longyuan inserted the Tai'a sword straight into the green brick ground in front of him, and pressed the hilt of the sword with both palms to stabilize his body.
He knew what the invalidation of the throne meant. At this time, he could only use the power of the Wind King's Eyes to interfere with the hurricane formed by the black sun field to reduce the wind tearing from the front.
