A Master's Type Moon Event Book

He was wearing a golden yellow armor, with a red cloak under his body, and he was lying sideways on the pillow. His eyes were blood red, and he was looking at the sculpture.

"Your Majesty." Jay saluted respectfully.

Li Xiang, who was outside the door, was startled. Not everyone can use the title of Your Majesty.

Thinking of the united Roman Empire that Nero said, did an emperor come here?

"Li Xiang, I detected a reaction from a servant nearby, please be careful." Roman's voice sounded in the silent palace.

"Roman, I have a suggestion. Can you call me before the next call?"

"Huh?" Roman was a little confused.

"It's embarrassing for you to speak so loudly!" Li Xiang turned off the communication, and stared at Jay in front of him.

Chapter 270 IX Moon Goddess

"Your Majesty, this guy is..." Jay was forced to stop halfway through his words. The sudden sword light in front of him seemed to be born out of thin air, without a trace of muddy water, just like the wind.

But his reaction was extremely fast, beyond Li Xiang's expectations.

When the sound.

Jay's broad knight sword held the long sword, and his body was forced to retreat, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The surging power from the sword made him feel as if he was fighting a bull.

In the blink of an eye, he understood that the person in front of him was impossible for him to defeat.

Jay's thick and powerful fingers were tensed, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, and the weight of his whole body leaned forward.

Li Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly, withdrew the strength in his hand, and the long sword retreated. Unexpectedly, Jay staggered forward and almost fell to the ground. Inch, the body shook a few times, and stood firm.

In the slightly cold spring light, the white gas exhaled by Jay could be clearly seen.

Li Xiang didn't wait for him to react, he took a step, and when he got in front of him, he stabbed out with the long sword.

The last time he drew his sword hastily, but this time he was prepared, and his speed increased again.

Jay only saw a flash of light in his eyes, as if it was a thunderbolt floating across the sky in a summer night, life and death could be separated in a short moment.

The long sword stabbed into his neck like flowing water.

Blood arrows shot out, staining the cyan marble red.

Jay's mouth was slightly open, blood was overflowing, and his words were indistinct.

Li Xiang drew out his long sword, and blood dripped down the blade.

He turned around and looked at the man on the bed who had been motionless.

Somewhat familiar.

Saw it in the game.

Li Xiang approached slowly, and the sculpture in the pool became clearer.

At the moment when it was one meter away from the man, several streams of water exploded.

It was originally a fountain, but at this moment it turned into countless trickles, and a cold rain fell in a short space of one meter.

Li Xiang jumped, and the water followed him closely.

The decorations in the room slammed into one piece at this moment, glass, ceramics, and sculptures were shattered under the attack of the water.

And the man on the bed finally sat up, staring at Li Xiang through the water curtain, like the gaze of a wild beast, without any mercy, only cruelty and tearing.

Li Xiang instinctively felt uncomfortable, but his movements were extremely fast, he turned back in the air, stepped on the huge column with his right foot, avoided the rain, raised his long sword like lightning, and slashed down.

The magic power soared, like a storm rolled up, surrounding the blade.

The man raised his right arm high, the golden gauntlet blocked the long sword, and his short blue fluffy hair was blown outwards. Using the bed as a fulcrum, he stretched his right leg upwards, spread it out suddenly, and kicked Li Xiang with his toes.

But being hit by Li Xiang's left elbow, his right leg moved down a bit, and his speed was also slightly affected.

The toes hit Li Xiang's breastplate that suddenly appeared.

The golden boots and armor made the sound of metal clashing.

Li Xiang felt a shock in his body and was kicked out, but he was not injured. He turned around and fell to the ground.

The man in front of him stood up.

The armor embellished with black and gold, put on the tall figure, added a bit of oppression.

Li Xiang turned his wrist slightly, the long sword went from bottom to top, and a beam of sword light flew out like a shock.

He kicked the ground and rushed out at the same time, the magic power spread from the toes, all over the body, and then outward, all the air was emptied, and all the surrounding meters were filled with magic power.

Li Xiang's figure was like a locomotive speeding at high speed, violently and mercilessly crashing into the man.

But the long sword came first, and came into close contact with the man's breastplate, leaving a shallow white mark, and then there was a loud bang.

The man broke the bed and printed it directly on the wall.

Li Xiang stood where he was, and the wind and waves scrambled to spin around him. He slashed with his sword, and a storm suddenly formed.

The man fell off the wall intact, and his body was covered with a layer of hazy white smoke, like the cold moonlight.