Chapter 1,172 The Defeat of the War Emperor

"You talk about evolving, but don't you still step back?"

Liu Xia stopped her blade and looked at the War Emperor who had retreated more than ten steps, her brows slightly raised.

"Back off...?"

The War Emperor looked down at his feet and suddenly recovered from his shock.

When facing the fatal sword blow just now, his body moved faster than his brain, and he subconsciously retreated backwards to avoid the fatal snake kiss.

The Eleven Type·Wuli Shaoyao, learned from the Secret Sword Yan Hui, can swing three swords at different angles at the same moment, turning it into a sword purgatory, making it impossible for all enemies to escape.

That was a sword that reached the second realm of magic, a magic sword that even the God of War could not reach.

There is almost no way to break it from the front. Facing this sword, you can only keep retreating and retreating to escape from its encirclement, otherwise you will definitely die.

At the moment when he was facing a fatal crisis, the War Emperor subconsciously retreated to avoid the blooming peony. If his reaction had been any slower, his neck would have been broken.

"Damn...! Dark Explosive Sword!"

The War Emperor's whole body was trembling, and he couldn't help but become angry. He raised the God-killing Sword in his hand high, turned into a dark light, and struck it down from the sky with great force.

"Bear!"

But at the same time, the forty-meter-long flaming giant sword suddenly swung out, cutting the dark light from the middle, burning it completely, leaving no trace left.

"What?"

The War Emperor stood there with astonishment on his face.

Opposite him, Liu Xia, with a drizzle-like expression on her face, retracted the flaming He Dao from her head.

"It seems you don't have the qualifications to go beyond the limit."

Liu Xia played with the He Dao in her hand, turned the handle and threw it up, then caught the handle again, letting the flames on the knife turn into a beautiful circle.

"In that case, it's time for this farce to end."

Those plain words,

It is as if the assertion made from the mouth of God has an irresistible force.

"I do not believe!"

The War Emperor roared angrily, his hands showing blue veins, and he clenched the black sword side by side, raising it high above his head.

"This is my strongest blow. If you can finish it, finish it for me!"

"Watch the move! - Evil Light Splitting Slash!!"

The jet-black light condensed on the sword body, forming a towering jet-black giant sword, slashing towards the earth like a giant from the sky.

When that sword falls, the entire palace will be cut in half in an instant.

The moment this sword appeared, Aaliyah and Rozali's expressions suddenly changed. Even the entire palace who saw this sword couldn't help but turn pale and horrified.

"——Type of Thirteen·Three Stages of Ignorance."

Liu Xia remained indifferent, but instead held the sword with both hands, and stamped her feet on the ground three times with teeth protruding, and the brilliant light of the sword condensed into one point.

"Qiang!"

"Qiang!"

"Qiang!"

Three consecutive collision sounds sounded almost at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the tip of He Dao's sword was like the fang of Nabistin, accurately hitting the blade of the dark giant sword at a point.

The piercing buzzing sound formed a sound wave, which was almost enough to shatter the internal organs, and even the rocks under the two people's feet couldn't help but break into pieces.

"Click-!"

Immediately afterwards, under the disbelieving gaze of the War Emperor, countless cracks spread out on the nearly 100-meter-long pitch black giant sword, centered on the point where the black sword tips collided.

In the end, the entire lightsaber exploded into pieces, turning into countless jet-black light spots that scattered out, and gradually annihilated into countless tiny light fragments, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

"Lost...I lost my strongest swordsmanship like this?"

The War Emperor was stunned and silent, his face full of confusion.

"No, can this kind of power really be considered a sword skill?"

Liu Xia's Wu Pao Yao and Wu Ming San Du came to mind. He did not use any fancy abilities, but only used the change of the sword itself to block his strongest move, giving him a sense of crisis that he would die. .

Compared with that kind of technique, his sword skills can't be called sword skills at all, right?

So what should real sword skills be?

Emperor Zhan began to doubt his life and felt that his life of more than eighty years might have been wasted.

Perhaps a technique that exhausts the changes in the sword itself can be regarded as a true sword skill?

"boom!"

Suddenly, a thin and sharp sword energy whizzed over and penetrated his chest in the blink of an eye.

Blood splattered out, staining the uneven ground red.

"bump."

Immediately afterwards, the War Emperor fell powerlessly to the sky, and the dark sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

"Ah... you really can't beat the brave?"

The War Emperor's body and voice gradually became sluggish.

His hair turned gray again, wrinkles covered his face, and the bulging muscles in his body slowly shrank back. In the blink of an eye, he became an old man in his eighties again, as if the short-lived youth just now was just a reflection in the mirror. moon.

His words were also full of sadness and loss. He had exhausted all his strength, even dedicating his soul and dignity to the Demon King, but he was still no match for the brave. Is the so-called brave really such an invincible existence?

"You misunderstood something."

Liu Xia put away the He Dao in her hand.

"I'm not so strong just because I'm a hero."

After saying that, Liu Xia ignored the War Emperor and turned around to walk out of the ravaged open space.

"Isn't it because he is a hero that he is so strong?"

The War Emperor fell into deep thought after hearing this, and then suddenly realized.

"Is it because you are very strong that you become a hero?"

Cause and effect are reversed.

Generally, a brave man will gradually become stronger after being summoned, but this brave man became a brave man because he was very strong.

In other words, this guy is not a true hero at all. He is an exception among exceptions, an "unreasonable hero".

If it had been an ordinary brave man, he might have won, but if the target was this unreasonable brave man, there was nothing he could do.

"Rosalie..."

The War Emperor turned his head and looked towards Rozali at the entrance to the clearing.

But the look in Rosalie's eyes when she looked at him was extremely unfamiliar. Along with the collapse of her faith, there was also the resulting disappointment, loneliness, and even hatred.

"Ah... was what I did right or wrong?"

Looking at that strange look in his eyes, a trace of long-lost regret arose in the Emperor Zhan's heart.

But the matter has come to this, and there is no chance to look back.

"Little Rosalie, I like you the most..."

After the last words fell, the War Emperor's eyes gradually became dull.

The already depressed aura slowly returned to nothingness and completely disappeared.

The blood on the ground also dried up.

The war emperor died.

"Father..."

Rozali looked at the corpse of the War Emperor in a daze. The last words of his true feelings before his death shook her heart like a warning bell, and her eyes became wet unconsciously.

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