Chapter 612 Waves

The King of Fighters sighed, and sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that Fang Xingjian would be such an earth-shattering figure. If that's the case, we can't let the Fifth Prince fight against him anymore. Tell him earlier and let him give up."

Hearing these words, the fifth prince's eyes were suffocated, as if he couldn't even control the pain on his body, he asked blankly: "Fang Xingjian, did you kill Xia, who is at the second level of God?"

"That's right." The subordinate continued: "From the beginning to the end, Xia Lian failed to make a counterattack. It can be said that he was slaughtered and had no power to fight back."

"ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The fifth prince's face was distorted ten times and a hundred times in an instant, and his whole body was like a red-hot cauldron, and he let out a roar of extreme anger, which was like heart-piercing lungs.

Hateful, thinking that Fang Xingjian took another step ahead of him and killed Xia, who was at the second level of the god level, a kind of endless grievance filled the fifth prince's chest.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it! Why can he always surpass me? I have the support of my mother, I am the person chosen by the Chaos Witch, and I have the world's number one boxing talent."

"Why! How can that bastard Fang Xingjian surpass me and trample me under his feet!"

"ah!!!!!!!"

The violent sound waves spread out, directly setting off countless magma, and even shaking the top of the volcano, turning it into countless times, magma, and volcanic ash shot up into the sky, just like a volcanic eruption.

But at the next moment, with extreme anger and endless pain on his body, both of them exerted pressure together, and the fifth prince spit out a big mouthful of blood, fell into the magma, and completely lost consciousness.

The King of Fighters sighed, and said: "This world is so unfair. The more you climb to the top, the more you will find that there are some people in this world who, even if you try your best, you can't catch up." In the eyes of the King of Fighters at this moment, so lonely.

...

Among the mountains in the northwest of the empire, Hilbrand's voice flickered continuously amidst the shadows of trees, and finally stopped in front of a small hill.

"right here?"

"right here."

Talking to himself, Hilbrand punched out one after another, directly digging a big hole in the mountain bag. After digging for tens of meters in a row, there was finally a soft bang. In a flash, the big iron gate full of rust and traces of time appeared in front of Hilbrand.

"This feeling is this feeling." In Hilbrand's consciousness, Qingshan Zhenjunde's eyes showed excitement: "I feel it, it's in this, it's in this, My body, my body is inside, he's calling me."

"What?! How is this possible?" Grand Duke Alba asked in surprise, "Your physical body was at least tens of thousands of years ago. How could it still exist?"

"I don't know, but I can feel that he is inside." True Monarch Qingshan urged: "Go in, go in quickly, as long as I regain my body, we will have a chance to defeat Fang Xingjian."

...

The National Academy outside the imperial city, as the place where the most elite titled knights of the empire practice, is picturesque and rich in resources, and has cultivated generations of strong men for the empire.

And in the sacred place of the National Academy, Dongfang Ling sat cross-legged on a piece of lawn, with a blue long knife placed on his legs, trembling with his breathing, it seemed that there was already Just like your own spirituality.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and a trace of emerald green flashed in his eyes.

"Very good, I didn't expect that I received the memory of Saint Odos in the information of the ether fan."

The Sword Saint Odos was 800 years ago, when all the countries on the Miracle Continent stood next to each other and wars were raging everywhere, the Saint of the Sword suddenly rose up.

This sword sage practiced swords at the age of five, realized the sword at the age of fifteen, and achieved the god level at the age of twenty-five, comprehending the sword without a sword.

Since then, he has traveled across the southwest of the mainland and has never been defeated in his life. He even discussed martial arts and exchanged sword skills with the Pope of the Holy See of Truth at that time.

Thinking about how hard he had spent this period of time, and finally defeated part of the memory of the sword master in the confrontation of consciousness, and obtained and learned the sword skills of the sword master, Dongfang Ling couldn't help but show a hint of complacency.

Beside Dongfang Ling, his younger brother asked, "Brother, have you succeeded?"

Dongfang Ling nodded, his eyes were full of confidence: "I not only learned the saber master's swordless sword, but also integrated it with my own saber technique. Now I can only use the saber art wheel, even if I am A god-level powerhouse may not be stronger than me.

And I feel that my cultivation has reached a certain limit, and I may hit the god-level success anytime and anywhere.

It could be the next second, it could be the next day. "

Dongfang Ling's younger brother excitedly said: "Brother, as long as you can reach the god level, our Dongfang family can also feel proud, see how dare those white people look down on us.

By the way, big brother, do you still want to fight Fang Xingjian? "

"Appointment, why not?" Dongfang Ling stroked the long knife in front of him, his eyes were as lonely as snow: "Below the god level, he is the only opponent who can approach me in terms of strength.

Only by fighting against such masters can I hone my knife skills and let me go one step further.

I just hope that Fang Xingjian won't let me down after I have comprehended the inheritance of the sword sage now, just be killed by me two or three times. "

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Ling sighed and said to his younger brother: "Ah Wei, you can send a letter to Fang Xingjian. Ten days later, I will go to the top of Daxi Province and ask him about martial arts."

"That's good." Dongfang Wei, Dongfang Ling's younger brother, nodded and said, "I'll send a letter to Fang Xingjian to let him follow." He smiled, "Brother, I'm just afraid that you are too powerful now. Grand, he dare not take it."

Dongfang Ling said lightly: "If you dare not accept the connection, then this person is nothing more than that, and there is no need for me to challenge him."

Not long after Dongfang Wei left, another young man hurried up to Dongfang Ling.

Dongfang Ling said indifferently: "What's going on, you're so panicked, didn't I tell you to keep calm at all times? In battle, the most taboo thing is panic. You must keep calm at the moment before you die. This is the only way to perfectly display your sword skills."

"Teacher." The boy hurriedly said: "Fang Xingjian, Fang Xingjian killed Xia!"

"Xia? What Xia?" Dongfang Ling asked in a daze.

"It's Xia from the Eight Directions Red Dragon." The boy said, "Xia from the Eight Directions Red Dragon led the three deputy heads to attack Daxizhou State College, and Fang Xingjian beheaded them all one by one."

"Nonsense." Dongfang Ling said coldly: "Fang Xingjian is only a mere demigod, how could he defeat Xia? That is a god-level powerhouse who climbed up from the dead in the battlefield."