Ji Tai'an's speed was extremely fast, his figure was like a phantom, and the long sword shed silver light as if it was about to cut through the sky.
He ignored Xin Bo and the other two guys who were in a state of embarrassment even if they were wearing armor, and instead rushed straight towards Xiang Beizhou.
"die!"
Ji Tai'an roared angrily and slashed the long sword down.
Before the sword was cut down, the terrifying power formed into a whirlwind and began to tear Xiang Beizhou's armor and body apart.
"Wind Kill!"
The sword fell and Xiang Beizhou stood there numbly.
At the critical moment, he clearly raised his sword to block his head, but Ji Tai'an's sword still struck him on the head.
"Buzz buzz..."
Xiang Beizhou felt dizzy, and even if he tried to use his inner strength, he still couldn't stand firm.
He fell to the ground, and then he realized that the long sword in his hand, which was of king-level quality, had been cut off directly.
He was very confident before, thinking that he had the divine armor to protect his body, and he was fully capable of fighting even though he was only a small level away.
But his confidence was so easily crushed.
Ji Tai'an stepped on Xiang Beizhou's chest, put a long knife next to his neck, and said viciously:
"Do you think you can cross the border and fight with me just by relying on the number of people and these foreign objects?"
"It's really a small thing that shakes a big tree. You really overestimate yourself!"
He met Xiang Beizhou's eyes through the armor's helmet. After seeing the latter's fear and cowering, Ji Tai'an gave up the idea of torturing the other person.
He gently tapped Xiang Beizhou's helmet with his long knife and said coldly:
"I'll make your death easy!"
After saying that, Ji Tai'an raised his long knife and was about to slash it at Xiang Beizhou's neck.
Xiang Beizhou struggled instinctively, but after Ji Tai'an stepped hard, the ground instantly cracked and Xiang Beizhou collapsed to the ground unable to move.
With the divine armor body protection, it can indeed provide Xiang Beizhou with terrifying defense, but even this kind of defense cannot completely prevent the penetration of power.
"In your next life, give birth to a good child, but never be an enemy of our imperial dynasty again!"
The long knife slashed down, and just when Xiang Beizhou was about to be killed, Xin Bo and the other two rushed over regardless of their own safety.
"Brother Xiang, wait for us to help you!"
Xin Bo rushed towards Ji Tai'an, blocking several sword attacks with his body and armor. Even though his armor was almost broken and he was bleeding profusely, he still rushed to Ji Tai'an.
The other two people also had no intention of retreating at all, and continued to use their inner strength to slash out the sword.
They were only one position slower than Xin Bo, but they rushed forward hand in hand with a more tacit understanding.
Ji Tai'an frowned, and finally abandoned Xiang Beizhou and stepped back.
He looked at the armor, which was becoming more and more dazzling despite its broken rune marks, and he always felt that something was wrong.
However, Xin Bo and the other three seemed to be red-eyed, still like fish swimming upstream in the maelstrom of rolling hobs.
"Hum hum……"
There were more and more wounds on the three of them, and the severe pain made them groan.
But their footsteps did not stop at all, but they looked even more at death.
"As long as I can kill him, it won't be a loss even if I die!"
Xin Bo roared violently, and the other two people began to echo:
"Exchanging three for one, we still make a profit!"
Ji Tai'an didn't know where the three of them had the confidence to be so brazen about killing him.
It's just that Ji Tai'an couldn't have imagined that in fact, Xin Bo and the others didn't know why they had such confidence.
It's just that at this moment, they feel that they have no hesitation, even no shirking of their duty!
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Amidst heart-rending roars, Xin Bo and the others attacked Ji Tai'an regardless of their injuries. They wanted to end all the hatred in the past today.
Ji Tai'an, who retreated all the way to the barrier, had a gloomy look on his face. He seemed to feel that he had lost face, and seemed to be unwilling to tangle with the three of them anymore.
He held the knife in both hands, and the majestic zhenqi surged out, and the silver blade cut through the sky like thunder.
"Die! Feng Mie!"
Amidst the fierce roar, a hundred-foot-long sword slashed across the sky and fell to the earth, and another whirlwind appeared out of thin air and swept in all directions.
"Even if you have armor to protect you, you can't stop me!"
This is the latest killing move that Ji Tai'an has mastered in the five years he has been in the King Realm. He even feels that if he had mastered this move back then, Yiran would have absolutely no chance of surviving.
It’s just that the world has never thought of this.
So when Xin Bo found that he couldn't block the sword strike even with the help of armor, he didn't think about what would have happened if he hadn't chosen the path of revenge, and what if the empire hadn't wiped out his whole family.
So, when Xin Bo found that he had only one way to die, all he could think about was how to bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh.
The swords raged around him, breaking through the armor and cutting off pieces of flesh and blood on the three of them.
The blood blurred Xin Bo's vision, and his power was gradually peeling off as the blood flowed.
Xin Bo seemed to feel death coming. He suddenly became sober and remembered what Xiang Beizhou said to the three of them before the war:
"This armor can provide you with extremely powerful defense, but if you really feel that there is no chance of survival, you can also pour all your inner energy into the rune marks on the armor."
"This is a formation from ancient times. It can explode all the power absorbed before in an instant. At that time, the rune marks will explode together with the armor, and the power will be infinitely more terrifying than self-destruction."
Xin Bo, who was covered in blood and stains, glanced at the two people beside him who were also in embarrassment, and then his eyes immediately became firm:
"Brothers, I take the first step!"
"Brother Xiang, thank you for giving me this opportunity to kill the lackey of the emperor!"
Mei Shanhong didn't even have time to react. Xin Bo, who was only ten feet away from Ji Tai'an, jumped up.
Although Xin Bo's body was cut into three pieces by the sword in the air, the rune marks on the armor also shined with extremely dazzling light.
But what Ji Tai'an didn't expect was that the two people behind Xin Bo did not take advantage of the situation to retreat, but instead continued to charge forward.
As the two of them shouted in unison:
"Good brothers, let's go on the road together!"
The armor on the two men also glowed with the brightest light, and then they rushed towards Ji Tai'an together. m.
Ji Tai'an looked at the dazzling light in front of him and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but there was a barrier behind him. Where could he retreat if he wanted to?
"Damn it!"
Ji Tai'an roared angrily, but he only had time to activate all the energy in his body, and then turned into a sword to block it in front of him.
"Boom...boom..."
With three roars, dust flew up, the sword shattered instantly, and even the barrier exploded with countless cracks.
Ji Huaikong and other emperors all looked in the direction of Ji Tai'an with heavy expressions, feeling uneasy in their hearts.
Mei Shanhong looked miserable, and Yuan Chengye, Li Waner and the other three mid-term kings also looked sad.
How could Xiang Beizhou have the confidence to surround and kill two supreme elders with ten mid-term kings?
Why did he dare to tell Yuan Chengye that he had a backup plan?
The undying hatred between the two sides has already explained everything.
Mei Shanhong glanced at Xiang Beizhou, who was lying on the ground, wondering whether the injury was really so serious that he could not move, or whether he was just showing it to everyone.
It’s just that everything doesn’t matter anymore. As the hatred between the two parties becomes deeper and deeper, who cares about the means used to kill people?
Three mid-term kings who were destined to be unable to break through in a short period of time exchanged their lives with an imperial elder who was very likely to break through to the imperial rank.
This is a question that doesn’t even need to be asked whether it’s worth it?
Because it’s really worth it!
No one could see Xiang Beizhou, who was grinning under the helmet and almost couldn't help laughing. He was breathing heavily, his body was trembling slightly, and his face was full of joy.
Of course he was seriously injured, especially the last kick that almost crushed his body through the armor.
But so what?
He's not dead yet!
…
Just when everyone was paying attention to Ji Tai'an in front of the barrier, Wuye felt a chill on his back.
"Damn it, what kind of rune mark is that? Is swallowing the opponent's attack just for the final self-destruction?"
He had been happily thinking about getting himself such an armor before, but now he was only filled with chills.
Huang Huang's face was as dark as water and he said coldly:
"Do you think Xiang Beizhou gave them the armor out of good intentions, or did he think of this a long time ago?"
Yi Ran didn't answer immediately, so Song Yulong gave the answer in his heart:
"They detonated the rune marks themselves, so even if Xiang Beizhou gave them this path, in the end it was their own choice."
"In the final analysis, it's because the two sides have had grievances for a long time, and there are reasons why they must face each other life and death."
Tang Fengyin lowered his head, and all he could think of were the figures of the two clan uncles who died trying to save him.
He still remembered that when he was a child, he was lazy in spiritual practice, and when his father scolded him, it was them who spoke for him.
"Brother, your performance as a child was not as good as Xiao Feng Yin's. Although Xiao Feng Yin's practice is more casual, at least he has high talent!"
"That's right, with a talent like Xiao Fengyin's, he will start out as a king in the future. Why should he practice in such a hurry? If he doesn't play more while he is still young, will he only have regrets when he gets older? Are we the same? When there are people, there is no need for little ones to shoulder the burden early!”
"..."
But these two elders even fell into the king's realm just to save him, but he didn't even see their last face.
Why did Song Yulong, Cai Tiehan and even himself never mention this matter?
Isn’t it just that once I mention this matter, I won’t be able to help feeling sad in my heart?
Tang Fengyin immediately understood why those people were so unhesitating when they chose to die with Ji Tai'an.
Yiran looked at Tang Fengyin, who had his head lowered and was depressed, but had no words of comfort:
"Blood revenge must be repaid with blood. If you really want to feel sad, why not kill a few of the emperor's sons to see off the elders?"
Some people died, but not completely...
