1541. Chapter 1541 The Last Battle 22
3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! Mr. Luo looked at Dongfang Xuan with full expectation, looking forward to Dongfang Xuan's counterattack.
But, at this moment, can Dongfang Xuan really counterattack?
Nobody knows.
At this time, everyone in the audience looked at their Highness Jin Wang with brand new eyes.
"His Royal Highness King Jin has actually been promoted!"
"Is it the commanding rank? His Royal Highness, is this the legendary commanding rank?"
"His Royal Highness King Jin is so great! The Eastern Jin Dynasty is mighty and domineering! Dongfang Xuan, let me die!"
Countless shouts came and went.
Dongfang Xuanzao on the stage turned red.
He wanted to get out of the stage right now, but he couldn't even do such a simple action.
He could only act like an idiot, maintaining the shape of a sculpture, watching helplessly as the aura on Nangong Liuyun grew stronger and stronger.
I do not know how long it has been.
Nangong Liuyun's long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were as black as ink and as clear as water, and obsidian-like scorching light shone faintly in his eyes.
He stood up, his long hair fluttering gently in the wind, he was as handsome as a god, his whole body was extremely lazy, and there was a touch of evil charm.
As soon as he stood there, he had a natural arrogance of a king.
Nangong Liuyun at this moment gave people a strong visual impact and a powerful deterrent.
Seeing Nangong Liuyun like this, Dongfang Xuan's eyes dimmed, and then a hint of anger and annoyance rushed out!
"Dongfang Xuan, are you still fighting?" Nangong Liuyun's eyes were slightly hooked, with a kind of breathtaking beauty, but the inherent pride, nobility and domineering made him a bit stronger.
"Stop talking nonsense, fight!" Dongfang Xuan narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Nangong Liuyun smiled coldly, and immediately, a wave of thunder element was poured into Chixiao Sword.
The Chixiao Sword, which was originally dim, seemed to be lit up instantly, and the sword body was like a clear spring, shining like daytime.
This time, the brightness is directly doubled than before.
The bad premonition in Dongfang Xuan's heart became stronger and stronger.
But things have come to this, if he doesn't fight, he will become his demon.
Even though he knew that there were a lot of factors to lose, Dongfang Xuan didn't say anything, and rushed forward brandishing the lore sword!
"Zheng!"
Akasaka Sword and Lore Sword collided again.
"Om—"
There was a powerful roar between the sky and the earth.
Everyone held their breaths intently, staring at the field without blinking.
His Royal Highness King Jin was promoted to the commanding rank, and Dongfang Xuan was an old-fashioned tenth-rank peak powerhouse. The strength of the two differed by a line. In the end, who would win?
In the previous two times, His Royal Highness King Jin was all at a disadvantage. This time, can the counterattack be successful?
Under the eyes of everyone, the Chixiao sword in Nangong Liuyun's hand slammed heavily on Dongfang Xuan's lore sword.
All of a sudden, strands of lightning dragon snakes quickly rushed to the lore sword.
Afterwards, Nangong Liuyun's red lips slowly curled into a sneer that was bound to win, and he exerted force suddenly.
"collapse!"
There was a violent sound, and the lore sword let out a sharp hiss.
When it stopped in people's ears, it was like a baby uttering a sharp and piercing cry, crying like a complaint, and the lingering sound curled up.
Immediately, a gap the size of a thumbnail appeared on the lore sword.
Dongfang Xuan looked at the gap, and suddenly showed a ferocious expression.
The lore sword that he was most proud of had a gap in the attack by the Chixiao sword. Does that mean that the lore sword is not as good as the Chixiao sword?
"It's not that the lore sword is inferior to the Chixiao sword, but the owner of the lore sword is not as good as the master of the Chixiao sword." Nangong Liuyun's pale pink thin lips curled up mockingly, "Because of you, you are not worthy of having lore sword."
——Today is Friday, please let the author have a big holiday, let's just watch the sixth watch, shall we? Now it's time to see where Dad is going