It was as if a fla had landed on the sea, which was filled with boiling oil, and the sea began to burn. This was how Frius felt about Alan now. When the vortex of fire clouds appeared in the sky, sparks descended from the sky. The ground ignited without fire, and green smoke rose. At this mont, Allen's aura was about to burn the heavens and boil the sea. His might was so fierce that even Frius could not completely ignore it.
The Black Emperor narrowed his eyes and whispered, "It looks better than last ti."
"Let say it first. The moves you used before will be useless if you take them out again." Frius waved his hand.
"There's no need for you to say it." Alan's skin turned purple, as if he was using the second phase of reverse blood under the stance of the Dark King, and his qi instantly increased again. With him as the center, seven or eight fire dragons rose from the ground and rotated, forming a tornado of flas!
Within his body, the trial circuit lit up, and several nodes on Allen's body shone brightly. Amidst the flas, his gaze landed behind Frius. He raised his hand and the Black Emperor's feet began to form circles of Eboynes' words. In the blink of an eye, they covered this noble neighborhood. Alan thought, and words floated in his mind, sealing it towards Felius.
The Black Emperor shouted. With his knowledge, he was actually unable to understand these words and symbols. Driven by instinct, his figure flashed back a hundred ters. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stopped, those words were printed on his body like shadows. However, it did not cover his entire body. Instead, his shoulders were used as horizontal lines, and the central axis of his body was printed down. The dense symbols ford a cross and disappeared into Frius' body. The Black Emperor carefully tasted it and discovered that there was actually a trace of Laws in it.
"This is?" He narrowed his eyes.
Alan did not answer,
His will landed on the White Emperor's sword. Imdiately, three of the four White Emperor Swords shot out and shot into the air like thousands of strands of sword Qi. They sprinkled all the way over, and they were the Thousand Soldiers of one of the Ten Styles!
Countless fragnts of sword qi descended from the sky like a spring rain. Frius had absolute confidence in himself. He spread out his hands and smiled as he welcod the rain of swords. Sword Qi sliced through the streets, sprinkling over Felius and still traveling far away, like a thousand troops charging at him. It would take ten kiloters to reach him.
A mont later, the platform rumbled and the sword qi of the White Emperor Sword split this noble neighborhood into two. The block split left and right, and the cracks stretched out straight, and in the blink of an eye they passed under Frius' feet. The Black Emperor revealed an incredulous expression, and then his head and chest emitted traces of gray light. His protective Origin Energy, armor, and tyrannical body were all pierced through by the sword qi!
At this mont, Allen's last White Emperor Sword flashed in one hand. In an instant, it appeared above Felius' head, raising its sword to slash.
Frius' pupils constricted.
"Don't be too presumptuous!"
Suddenly, a black crescent moon rose from the platform that was already left and right.
Allen's eyes dimd, and his robe sprayed a wisp of blood at the sa ti. However, his chest was intact, both his long coat and inner armor were intact. However, the intense collision of Origin Energy within his body told him that this was not an illusion. He was already injured, and his injuries were not light! His gaze shifted and landed on Felius's hand, which was raised high up at so unknown ti. There was a black light spitting out from his hand. Looking at his waist, the scabbard on his waist was still there, but the sword had disappeared.
It turned out that the sword had already been unsheathed.
Before he could think about what was going on, Allen, who had been provoked by Frius' sword qi, reached out and grabbed it. As a result, the black emperor's foot began to crack even bigger, and the sparks of gray fireflies lit up. Tens of millions of sword qi returned and condensed into a mountain-sized white sword that pierced through Frius' body. The Black Emperor was so shocked that he couldn't help but laugh from ear to ear. Alan roared and threw out the White Emperor Sword in his hand. Then, he pulled out a long, thin ray of light, drilled into the space between Felius's eyebrows, rushed out from behind his head, and subrged into the ground.
Then a grey sun rose from the platform.
Secret flas sprayed out from below and crashed into the collapsed platform. They sprayed out from the crack beneath Frius' feet, drowning the figures of the Black Emperor and Allen. Then, more flas rushed out, completely engulfing the entire platform!
At this ti, Mainne and the others, who had already escaped two blocks, stopped. Everyone looked back and saw that the noble neighborhood had been engulfed by grey flas. In the sky, it was as if a huge oven had toppled over a ship, sprinkling all the flas in the oven onto the ground. This was a thick pillar of fire that he had never seen before. It was like a towering mountain that sat between heaven and earth!
Mainne smacked his lips as he looked at the pillars of fire that were almost over the mountain, then turned around and pulled Lucy, who was standing there in a daze, forward.
"Let's go, don't stop!" The Marquis shouted, causing Angeloni and the other guards to feel as if they had just woken up from their dreams. They could no longer look at the magnificent scene behind them. After all, the more majestic and magnificent the atmosphere was, the more shocking its power would be. At the very least, no one here could withstand it.
Amidst the mountain of flas, Alan flew backwards. Suddenly, a black figure broke through the sea of fire and arrived. One hand passed through the dark flas in front of him and grabbed his throat. The other hand grabbed the pitch-black streak of light and inserted it into his throat. Black light pierced through his chest like a blade, and Alan spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. The sparkling blood evaporated in an instant. Alan gritted his teeth and a fla burst out from his eyes. The Yom Kippur that had been imposed on Felius imdiately activated. At the sa ti, the Black Emperor's back and chest ached. What spat out from the wound was not blood, but black gaseous flas!
Frius let go of Alan with a muffled snort, and both fell into the flas.
The thick pillar of fire finally disappeared.
There was also the entire Noble People's Platform that had disappeared. There was not even a single brick or pillar left on this large platform, and it was completely destroyed into ashes in Alan's secret flas in the void. An enormous crater appeared on the ground. The crater was completely charred black, and black crystal fragnts covered its surface. The outer height was high and the inner depth was deep, and the distance between the edges of the giant pen crater at the center was as much as thirty ters!
Alan and Frius fell to the southeast of the edge of the crater.
Alan was half crouched, and Frius was standing. Blood flowed from the forr's chest and back, while the latter's armor was shattered, but there was no trace of blood. Apart from his slightly pale face, the Black Emperor was no different from before. He reached out and brushed his chest. Balls of flas gushed out from the cracks in the armor, and then the armor began to heal. It seed that the armor on Frius was no ordinary equipnt. The black light in his hand gradually dissipated, revealing a pitch-black sword. The sword was as black as a black hole, and its edges flickered vaguely, unlike the texture of matter.
Alan looked at him and calmly withdrew his sword. "You're lucky," he said. "I haven't felt any injuries in a long ti. You go, Orfasis is coming. I want to keep my full strength until he arrives, so I won't waste my energy on you."
"I don't even have the strength to move a finger now. Why don't you go first, Your Majesty?" Alan smiled bitterly.
Felius snorted, pointed his toes, and quickly left. A mont later, the Qi had completely disappeared from Allen's perception. Only at this mont did Alan dare to remove the Dark King's form and retreat from his blood-defying state. He imdiately fell to the ground as if he was about to fall apart.
This exchange could be said to be both dangerous and dangerous. Alan could say all his trump cards, but he almost handed over the Destruction Gaze. At last Frius rembered to fight with Orfasis and refused to waste too much ti with him, otherwise he wouldn't have a chance to breathe.
Alan could only smile bitterly when he thought of Frius' thods. He could be said to be desperate, but it seed that the damage he did to Frius was still limited. If others were to find out that he was going to die of anger, Frius was no ordinary person. He was a supre being. Only Autarchs could injure Autarchs, and Alan's fear of him was enough to overlook experts of the sa level.
He himself did not realize it. After a while, the wounds on his chest and back healed. Alan got up and began to look for Lucy.
Lucy and her party had already arrived at the edge of Sulaka, and Mainne had found a hidden cave as a temporary landing place. Let Lucy and the others rest in the cave, while Mainne scouted outside, hoping to find a way back to the starship.
Inside the cave, Lucy hugged her legs and shrunk into a corner. Angeloni walked over and handed her water and food. Lucy forced a smile and said, "Eat, I have no appetite."
"Are you worried about him?" Angeloni sat down.
Lucy smiled bitterly, "Don't you worry? That's Felius, but I can't stop him. Once a man decides what he wants to do, it's not that easy to change. I wanted to tell him not to do it, but I didn't dare to. And he won't agree."
"That's the kind of person he is."
Angeloni tried asking, "What are you going to do if he doesn't co back, Your Highness?"
Lucy thought for a mont and said, "I will do everything in my power to get back to Adahua Planet and find a way to defeat Frius for the rest of his life. Even the supre Paragon, I will pull him down from the clouds and make him apologize to Alan!"
"
Angeloni looked at her with mixed feelings. Lucy's thoughts were naive, at least in her eyes. But she knew that Lucy was serious. If Alan really died at Frius' hands, the woman in front of her would spend her entire life pursuing a wish that might never co true.
This was how she repaid Ellen.
As for whether she was smart or stupid, Angeloni suddenly felt that she could not co to a light conclusion.
And then a heart palpitate.
Then Mainne's delighted voice ca from outside the cave, "Your Highness, he's back. That's right, it's Alan. He's back."
Lucy jumped up and stumbled out of the cave. A few guards hurriedly followed, but Angeloni, the personal guard, did not follow. She was embarrassed that Ellen had actually returned, so how would she face this "brother"?
Only one person was destined to be able to reach the final stage of the competition, as if the outco could already be seen at this mont. No matter what, Angeloni didn't think she would be Alan's match.
That was a man that even a supre being could not kill, could she?
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