Under the watchful eyes of the soldiers of both armies, the duel began.
Chen Xing's opening was as usual, with an army of goblins coming up. Whether it's a group fight or a one-on-one fight, the overwhelming number of goblins can create chaos and hide themselves.
I saw a tide of goblins pouring out from the cracks in the space, holding sticks and kitchen knives, and charging forward with strange screams.
The weapons can be described as diverse, some carry spears on their backs, some pull slingshots, some ride coyote bats, push cannons, drive steam tanks, and drive propeller planes, they are like a piece of equipment pieced together from a garbage heap. The motley army was noisy, chaotic, and shouting. It was more like attending a carnival party than fighting.
The green tide rolled towards the young man in the wheelchair, like a submerged shell at high tide.
The next second, a green light pierced out from the group of goblins.
"Whoa!"
The sword energy spread across the sky and the earth, creating an unstoppable force and setting off a huge wave in the opposite direction. Countless goblins were torn apart in the air, and blood rained all over the sky.
A huge gap appeared in the green tide, and the sword energy still remained, flying diagonally into the clouds and disappearing into the clear sky.
The sword's power was unparalleled, but in the blink of an eye, the gap in the army quickly closed. The number of goblins was extremely large, and they rushed forward one after another without causing much damage at all.
"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"
Green awns shot out from the position of the wheelchair one after another, and each time it set off huge waves, scattering countless corpses and pieces of flesh across the sky.
His men fell like wheat, but the master remained indifferent and sent out goblins one after another. On the contrary, his opponent showed a solemn expression.
On the surface, the goblin army was slaughtered and the situation was one-sided. Every ray of sword light will take away the lives of countless little green monsters.
But this is not a conventional troop battle, but a battle between two powerful men from the Holy Domain.
Both parties control spirits, not living creatures.
Whether they are goblins or sword-wielding demon spirits, they are all composed and driven by energy, and consume the spiritual energy in the host's body.
Summoning goblins requires psionic energy, and controlling sword-wielding demon spirits to attack also requires psionic energy.
The reason why Shu Mu Bingchen looked solemn was because he realized that the consumption of his sword was far greater than that of the goblins that were destroyed.
In other words, if the consumption continues, it will not be Chen Xing who will be exhausted first, but him.
At the same time, Chen Xing, who was hiding behind the goblin army, took out his sniper rifle and launched a charged shot.
"Bang!"
The gun flames spurted out, and blue bullets shot out, passing through countless goblins and shooting directly at the opponent's door.
I saw a flash of light in front of the wheelchair, spreading outward in layers. The bullet hit the invisible light curtain, bursting out with a burst of sparks.
This is just a tentative attack. An ordinary charged shot cannot kill even a mediocre guard-level expert, let alone the world-famous Second Prince Tianqin.
A few seconds after pulling the trigger, Chen Xing suddenly felt his scalp numb and a chill coming from his back, and immediately initiated short-distance teleportation.
"Zi la!"
In the beating arc, a green light penetrated out, with a difference of less than half a second.
At the moment of movement, Chen Xing clearly observed a black figure appearing out of thin air behind him.
His purpose in shooting bullets was to let his opponent discover his position and induce him to take action, thereby verifying his suspicions.
He and Shu Mu Bingchen were separated by a hundred meters, and the sword energy obviously did not have such a wide range. Moreover, based on his last experience, the opponent could launch an attack from a thousand meters away, so there must be some secret method.
Just at that moment, he
Successfully captured the opponent's attack method.
When the twin demons swing their swords, a mirrored shadow will appear behind the target, activating the same sword style.
Through this trial, Chen Xing deduced two key points.
First, the location of the target must be known.
Second, you can only attack one target at a time.
After a short period of thinking, Chen Xing formulated a complete plan.
"I already know your weakness, surrender!" Chen Xing teleported to Shu Mu Bingchen and declared.
"Whoa!"
The latter gently turned the mechanism of the music box and answered the former with a shocking sword light.
"If you persist in your stubbornness, then go to hell!"
After dozens of teleports, Chen Xing appeared three hundred meters away.
"Ninet, clone!"
In the dazzling electric light, the figure was one-nineteen points.
"overload!"
When the skill is activated, there is lightning and thunder in the spiritual sea, huge waves roll, the depleted spiritual pool quickly fills up, and the ninetet of runes bloom again.
Nineteen Chen Xings picked up sniper rifles at the same time, but the firearm he used this time was not his usual hunting angel, but a lower level demon hunting one.
In comparison, the caliber of the Demon Hunter is not as good as that of the Bayonetta, but the smaller the bullet, the shorter the charging time. Chen Xing has calculated the attack interval of the twin demons and found that using Demon Hunt will have a higher fault tolerance rate than Hunting Angel.
And according to his observation, Shu Mu Bingchen was not good at defense. Every time he used the demon's sword to deflect the bullets.
This means that Shu Mu Bingchen is a dexterous opponent, not a head-on defensive opponent.
Although the demon hunter cannot exert the full power of the Nine Quantum, only about seven times the increase, it should be enough to penetrate Shu Mu Bingchen's defense.
Powerful psychic energy fluctuations radiated in all directions, and the water level in the spiritual pool dropped rapidly. Nineteen Chen Xings activate psychic compression and energy-charged shooting at the same time, but only the real body will activate the Ninets at the moment before pulling the trigger.
Shu Mu Bingchen sensed the danger from the unusually strong spiritual energy fluctuations, and his eyes glowed with blue light, scanning the battlefield one by one and locking the positions of the nineteen Chen Xings.
These clones are all physical clones, flesh and blood bodies embodied by spiritual energy, and it is impossible to distinguish authenticity from fake ones.
He didn't hesitate for long, and immediately controlled Yu Ling and killed nineteen Chen Xing one by one.
"Whoa!"
One "Chen Xing" had his head separated and fell in a pool of blood. The other Chen Xing maintained a half-kneeling posture and frantically filled the gun chamber with psychic energy.
The barrel of the gun gradually lit up, a sword light swept over, and another "Chen Xing" was killed.
It takes time to accumulate energy, and during this time, Shu Mu Bingchen can launch four to five attacks. Chen Xing is betting on a two-thirds chance.
As the third Chen Xing's waist separated, energy storage entered the final stage.
Shu Mu Bingchen did not launch the fourth attack as expected, but calmed down and carefully observed the remaining sixteen targets.
Whatever his opponent can think of, he can also think of. Just as the opponent can calculate the intervals between his attacks, he can also calculate the charging time of the opponent.
The last few seconds became extremely long. The air seemed to be frozen and everything was still.
As time passed, all the demon hunting gun barrels were completely lit, and the spiritual energy in the gun chambers was filled, completing the energy storage.
The moment his finger was pressed against the trigger, Chen Xing suddenly had an unknown premonition for no apparent reason.
But at this time, there was no room for him to think any more. Gritting his teeth, he launched his strongest attack.
"Ninet, shoot!"
The spiritual sea churned, and a large amount of spiritual energy crazily poured into the gun chamber. The spiritual pool bottomed out instantly, and the crystal-clear bullets bloomed with golden light.
And at this moment, Shu Mu Bingchen's pupils shrank and locked the location of the spiritual energy explosion.
His fingers moved slightly and landed on the mechanism of the music box.
At the same time, Chen Xing's scalp exploded and he felt that he was in great danger, but now he had an arrow on the string and had to take action!
The trigger was pressed hard, followed by a huge force on his shoulder.
"boom!"
The barrel of the gun exploded, and blue flames several meters long spurted out. The space in front of the gun's muzzle was slightly distorted, shrinking like a vortex.
With the blessing of the Nine Quets, Chen Xing has touched the space barrier, causing tiny space-time oscillations.
Under the huge recoil, Chen Xing flew several meters upside down.
And at this moment, a green light appeared in the sky!
The three-foot green front was unstoppable, as if he had gathered his whole life's strength, and with determination and determination, one sword was about to separate the vast world and cut off the sun, moon and stars.
The shocking shot fired by Chen Xing was also devastating, and the world was dimmed.
"Owner……"
In the tranquility before the end, the maid leaned down and tenderly hugged the man she had loved all her life.
The warmth from her hands responded to her hug.
A blue light passed through, and the two people gradually lowered their heads. The world became cold and silent, without any warmth.
On the other side of the battlefield, green light penetrated the clouds and disappeared into the sky.
Chen Xing's back was covered with cold sweat, and his body could not help but tremble for the rest of his life.
A bloodstain gradually appeared on his face, and blood oozed out.
At the last moment, the sword edge swiped across the side of his face. He clearly felt that it was his opponent who let him go and did not choose to die together.
Chen Xing took a deep breath and came to the two corpses.
They were still in the same position as when they died, with one sitting in a wheelchair and the other hugging each other from behind. The bullet penetrated both of them at the same time, opening a bowl-sized bloody hole in their chest and abdomen.
The genius of the piano and sword fell like this.
The two men lowered their heads, blood flowing down their bodies and soaking the ground beneath their feet. It seemed like everything was gray except for the soft shimmer of the music box on his legs.
Chen Xing could feel the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the music box. The frequency of the fluctuations is exactly the same as that of the twin demon spirits.
Suddenly, Chen Xing understood what the other party was thinking. Before his death, Shu Mu Bingchen sealed the twin demon spirits into a music box, hoping to pass them on to Tian Qin's descendants through him.
This is a deal.
Use your opponent's life in exchange for a humble request.
Chen Xing thought for a moment and understood why Shu Mu Bingchen did not choose to die together.
Because if Chen Xing dies, Bai Ye Fenghua will take over. Bai Ye Fenghua is the eldest princess of the White Night Principality. She will definitely give priority to her own country's interests and plunder the Tianqin Principality to the greatest extent.
Chen Xing, on the other hand, will maintain a balance and prevent one party from becoming bigger and threatening his own dominance.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Xing picked up the music box, walked to the position of the Tianqin First Army, and held it high.
Tianqin's position fell into a dead silence.
After a long time, some people threw away their weapons one after another, walked out of the trenches, and surrendered to the victorious side.
The Battle of Tianqin is truly over at this moment.
