The long sword pierced Okamoto Jiro's throat without any hindrance. However, the next second, the long sword in his hand was shrouded in a layer of black flames without any warning, and suddenly turned into a pool of metallic liquid.
Xue Jiaxiang's expression suddenly changed and he quickly retreated, but unfortunately it was still a step too late.
At this time, Okamoto Jiro has become one with Susanoo.
With one casual blow, one of his arms was cut off.
Black flames quickly covered the severed arm, burning it to ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Blood affinity is 70%!"
Not only Xue Jiaxiang and everyone in China, but also senior officials from other countries stood up in shock.
A favored person with a blood affinity of over 70%, his natal god is still of golden quality with super powerful combat power.
This threat is too great!
On the main stage of the Empire where the sun never sets, a middle-aged bearded man looked at the people next to him with gloomy eyes.
"Notify them, wait until the game is over, and start a war with the losing side."
Now China and Sakura are at war, and trump cards are frequently revealed. No matter who wins or loses, it does not prevent them from taking advantage of the situation.
Greece and Egypt also had the same idea.
It's just that they are relatively far away from the east, and there is the Papal Kingdom watching eagerly next to them, so they can only look forward and sigh.
As for the senior officials of the Tianzhu Empire in the east, their eyes shone.
"I didn't expect Sakura Empire to have such a trump card. We should really thank China. If they hadn't worked so hard, we might have been the ones who suffered."
A bearded man wearing a white turban with a smile on his face.
They had originally planned to take action against the Chinese Empire recently, but unfortunately the Sakura Empire took the lead.
But from the current point of view, the situation is more favorable to them. No matter who wins, they can pick the peaches immediately.
Who doesn’t like low risk and high reward?
"Inform Amir and others to prepare for war at any time. Today we must let the glory of God Brahma shine on the entire east."
"No, no, no, my Lord Salman, they are not worthy of enjoying the glory of Lord Brahma. They are only suitable to be sacrifices to Lord Shiva. That is their true destination."
"Hahaha... You are right, the glory of Lord Shiva is more suitable for them."
A group of people laughed unbridled without paying any attention to others.
"Amitabha, there is no limit to the sea of suffering, but there is a shore when you turn around. If they are willing to join my Buddhist sect, I, the Tathagata, will also take them in."
An old monk next to him chanted the Buddha's name, looking compassionate.
"Master Gama, you are more merciful. This is better. When we occupy China, we will allow you to build temples there. Anyway, there are many people in China, so it is most suitable to build temples."
"So good!"
The words between the two of them have already decided the fate of the Chinese people after their defeat.
In the arena.
Xue Jiaxiang had one arm cut off by Okamoto Jiro, and his body was still stained with that black flame.
At this time, he was standing there with a pale face.
His blood affinity is only 49%, and he is still close to being able to borrow divine power, but this determines his upper limit.
This has nothing to do with hard work, it requires talent, and is a field that only true geniuses can reach.
"go to hell!"
Affected by Susanoo's murderous intention, Okamoto Jiro laughed ferociously, and slashed with two swords in his hands.
Xue Jiaxiang's head was about to be chopped off.
Lu Dongbin also saw this scene and wanted to save him, but he was accumulating power at this time and could not escape at all.
"Is it God's will?"
It's just a little bit short, whether it's Xue Jiaxiang or him, if he can hold on for a few more seconds, if he can merge with him, no, even if he lends him part of his divine power.
Neither will lose!
It's a pity that there is no if in this world!
Xue Jiaxiang's head was chopped off without any surprise and fell on the ring.
A pair of tiger eyes, full of unwillingness!
He almost won. It would be great if he could buy Lu Dongbin a little more time!
Xue Jiaxiang is dead!
When the people of the Chinese Empire saw this scene, they fell silent.
Some people sobbed softly, some turned their heads away, and some were filled with indignation.
"No! We haven't lost yet! We haven't lost yet!"
Jiang Wenming suddenly shouted.
When Long Ye saw this, he thought he was just unwilling to give in. He was about to speak out to comfort him, but he stretched his hand in the air and didn't know what to say.
"Why haven't you announced the end yet?"
Okamoto Jiro frowned and waited for the host to announce the result of the game.
But after a long time, the host Bobby still showed no intention of showing up.
This made him feel slightly uneasy.
"You are not willing to accept it, are you? I am not willing to accept it either. I have lost all the Taoist fruits I have cultivated for thousands of years, how can I fall here!"
Even if I die, I still have to ask for this sword for all living beings!
So what if I don’t enter reincarnation!
I am the Red Dust Sword Immortal - Lu Dongbin! "
Lu Dongbin looked like a madman, his calm and calm appearance was gone, replaced by a sharp sword intent.
An inconspicuous herb flew out of his chest, and then slowly landed on Xue Jiaxiang's headless body.
next moment.
The originally dead body began to move slowly, as if it was adapting to the movement without a head.
"Advent!"
Lu Dongbin shouted.
The sword intent all over the sky instantly merged into one, followed him, and injected into Xue Jiaxiang's headless body.
Xue Jiaxiang's shirt was torn into pieces by the violent sword intent, and the shadow of a sword slowly appeared on the remaining arm.
The sword began to solidify little by little.
A pair of eyes suddenly opened where his breasts were, and his navel turned into a mouth.
"In ancient times, there were gods who punished the gods. They fought without a leader. I can do that too!"
The sound was like muffled thunder, and it was unclear whether it was Xue Jiaxiang or Lu Dongbin, or both of them.
The light on the long sword became brighter and brighter, and finally enveloped the entire arena, and no more images could be seen.
After a long time, the light dissipated.
Two figures stood with their backs facing each other.
"Who's winning?"
At this moment, both China and Sakura Country began to become nervous.
As if in response to their words, Jiro Okamoto's body suddenly erupted into a burst of blood mist.
Finally turned into a pool of blood.
"we won?"
"Won!"
"China will win!"
"China is invincible!"
"..."
Various cheers came and went, and only a few people showed sorrow.
Can a person survive without a head?
The answer is no!
This means that Xue Jiaxiang is dead. The reason why he is still standing is because his fighting spirit has not dissipated.
The figure of the host Bobby slowly appeared and glanced at the headless body still standing there.
She bowed slightly toward him to show respect.
[In the third game, China wins! 】
As his words fell, Xue Jiaxiang's headless body began to slowly dissipate.
"So what if I don't enter reincarnation?"
"I am the Red Dust Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin!"
"How can I, a Chinese man, be timid?"
Tears had already blurred Jiang Wenming's vision, and he just wanted to cry loudly.
Although the time of contact with Xue Jiaxiang was short, he was like a kind elder and took good care of Jiang Wenming.
But now that he is dead, he doesn’t even have a chance to enter reincarnation!
"Respectfully send Lu Zu and General Xue back to their thrones!"
Jiang Wenming respectfully kowtowed four times in the direction where they disappeared.
