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Chapter 119 Remember My Name
"Quick, go back!"

"The gods fight, and the mortals suffer, what is this?"

Jia Randi fell into the vast ocean, setting off a tsunami, and the splashing waves with great force flattened the hills along the road. A drop of water can penetrate rocks, and a waterfall of waves can move mountains.

The shattered divine light turned into golden threads, shooting out in all directions, hurting countless innocent people.

Candle was so frightened that his face was pale, and he had no way to retreat. He was drowned by the huge waves that came down from the bedding, and he was stabbed with the ancestor's blade to hold a floating log to death, so he survived the disaster.

When the candlelight raised his head, he saw in the sky, Sikong fought bloody battles with nine gods with one sword and one man, and the aftermath that occasionally leaked would destroy a piece of heaven and earth, whether it was a towering snow-capped mountain or a sky of nine heavens, it was all done with one punch.

"He, he, how, how can..."

Seeing this scene, Zhuhuo's tongue was tied, and he stood there in disbelief.

He couldn't see that Sikong didn't use his luck from the beginning to the end, but relied on his own strength to fight against the gods all over the sky.

Whether it is the holy crown of thorns or the suit of the Templar knight, they are all at his fingertips. They belong to Sikong's means, and they are all his soft power.

An empire that pays attention to technology does not have the so-called non-existent theory in the civilization of cultivating immortals.

Mecha alloys, tissue modifications, magical weapons, and secret martial arts, as long as you can use them to move forward and take pride in them, they all belong to your own strength.

After all, the reason why human beings can stand tall in the heavens and worlds and defeat the aliens in the starry sky with their weak bodies is that they use foreign objects and use offensive weapons.

And even those nine contestants, who were blessed with godly spirits and swallowed mountains and rivers, felt tingling pain when they looked at them from the candlelight, as if they were shrouded in the shadow of death.

The punches and palms of the nine people, every step and breath, contain the truth that has been tempered for thousands of times. It is perfect. It can be seen that it was made by everyone. They spent all their resources. The martial arts they practiced are definitely above the level of the tribulation martial arts!
Candlelight raised his eyes in a daze, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness. He only felt that the world had abandoned him, leaving only black and white, which had deceived him for 20 years.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, looked at a person who was also in a panic not far away, and asked tremblingly: "Then, what's the name of that person?"

"Pooh!"

The man spit out a front tooth that was still stained with blood and broken by flying gravel, and then he hummed loudly: "What else can I call him, isn't it King of Yue Fast? Ouch, no, no, no, this The game is too dangerous, find a place to hang yourself..."

Candle was a little absent-minded, and continued to ask: "Then what is the name of the woman next to King Yue just now?"

"Fire Dance Clarissa! Legend seems to be the classmate of King Yue."

The man waved his hand, looked at the intensifying war of gods in the sky with a look of fear on his face, plunged into the flood, and said in a vague voice: "Forget it, the trees are gone, why hang yourself? Forget it..."

King Yue?

fire dance?

classmate?

That King Yue who used to have a very low level of gene chain integrity, was ridiculed by them for being impossible to break through for a lifetime, and was even unwilling to step on stepping stones?
Thinking back to when Sikong Linya was stepping into the air, he casually looked at himself.The eyes are cold and merciless, like a predator watching a young animal that he wants to prey on.

Zhu Huo's face suddenly turned red, and he was furious. His accumulated injuries exploded, spurting out a large mouthful of blood. He fell to the sky, kicked off his feet, and was drowned by the flood.

Be mad at death.

………………

"Goddess of Nature, are you still satisfied with my sword? Is the strength enough?!"

on the flood, in the sky

Sikong kicked True God Rhea with one foot, and with a backhand sword, from bottom to top, the magic energy melted the divine light, and cut the goddess of nature's moonlight pleated satin skirt to the base of her thigh.

Such as creamy and smooth long legs, plump and moderate, just right, revealing a thousand kinds of amorous feelings, and the faint spring color on the thighs is even more shocking.

The goddess of nature's face turned red and she was furious. She spread her palms, the palm lines were intertwined with divine light, and there was a faint natural scepter taking shape.

"No! Sabrina!"

"Look at the overall situation!"

The shouts of gods and gods came, but Sabrina, the goddess of nature, ignored her, her face was frosty, and she shook her hand!
'Boom! '

The scepter of nature appeared in her hand in an instant, and Sabrina swept away thousands of troops. The divine light on the scepter of nature burst out in her hand, and Sikong carried the sword on his shoulder. The divine power aroused by the shot flew away, and more than half of the ribs on his chest were broken.

At the same time, because of the disappearance of the cage of heaven and earth, Yahweh escaped from the predicament, thundered and furious, and pressed down on the crowd, enveloping Sikong, an evil man!
Damn it! !
Everyone hated him, and after years of careful planning, Yahweh was caught off guard and trapped to death in the heaven and earth cage. Unexpectedly, Sikong was like a mad dog, biting whoever caught him, and finally lost everything.

Efforts were wasted!
"You scoundrel, even if I spoil this competition, I will kill you!"

Sabrina's eyes were burning with fire, and she took advantage of the victory to pursue and directly caught up with Sikong.

Although the civilization of the empire is highly developed and the people's customs are very open and tough, the forces that can cultivate a hero like Sabrina are all those in power in one star field, or even a certain high-ranking official in the emperor star.

The higher the status, the more disciplined the circle of contact will be, even using the ancient system in the civilization of cultivating immortals, bringing a refined style.

Naturally, women who were born in these family parties place great emphasis on their own innocence and reputation.

And Sikong actually lifted the bottom of Sabrina's skirt in front of everyone. Even if it was just a game, it would cause a huge disturbance in reality.

What's more, although due to privacy protection regulations, the entire competition was not recorded, but at the end of the competition, the important deeds of the contestants in the past 20 years will be summarized.

And the final divine battle will definitely be on display!

Watching Yahweh get out of trouble, Sikong wiped the blood from his lips, and smiled wildly and viciously, looking like a big villain.

If he didn't muddy the water and attract everyone's hatred, how could he die faster!

Never reason with a lunatic who is seeking death, just like Sikong.

Sikong is not a good swordsman, not a swordsman.

His swordsmanship is even more proficient, far inferior to that of the dead Shou Gucheng.

However, he has gathered the souls of one hundred and eight Templar knights!
Suddenly, Sikong's temperament changed.

Demons and evil spirits are hidden in the depths, and the vicissitudes and vicissitudes that emerge subsequently are calm and steady, with the true meaning of swordsmanship, piercing the blue sky with a clanging spine, rather than bending.

Behind him is the scene remembered by the world of Middle-earth: Templars riding tall horses, galloping on the mountains and rivers battlefield, clearing the way for the barefoot angels behind them who measure the world, using thunderbolts.

When the sword came out, a little cold light made the billowing flood pale.

The cold light fluttered, and it went towards the natural scepter approaching in front of it.

The blade slashed across the staff, clanging and sparking, but then slid towards Sabrina's hand gripping the staff.

Sabrina's pupils shrank, her divine light revealed, and the Scepter of Nature disappeared.

Unexpectedly, Sikong laughed, and the magic sword in his hand exploded suddenly, scattered into one hundred and eight sword pellets, with vicious murderous intent, smashing Sabrina's divine body into a sieve.

Sikong was even more powerful, he kicked Sabrina's bulging chest, stepped into the air, and rushed to the battlefield where the eight gods besieged Jehovah.

"She looks quite beautiful, but she lacks a little brain! Woman, remember my name, King Yue!"

(End of this chapter)