Volume 1: The Beauty of Misfortune Chapter 549: "Die Together"

Everyone can see that Dong Xi's overall strength is far better than that of Xi Xi, but not many people thought that Xi Xi was defeated so miserably when he first came up. Four of them were defeated in a row, while the other party only came up. He killed Prince Zihuan, but he still stood in the arena. Although he was sweating profusely and gasping for breath, other than that, his armor was only damaged in a few places, and there was not even a trace of blood on his body.

Obviously, we just won four games in a row, but it wasn't that difficult at all!

Among the entire East Banquet, there are also Chiyang Yanwu, Bai Jie, and Lin Hanchuan who are not weaker than Prince Zihuan, as well as Helianba who is stronger than him, and Kaguya Commandery who is ranked third among the Seven Phantom Demons. The king, the second-ranked Prince of Yuanque County...and the leader of the seven phantom demons whose strength has surpassed the level of youth and is terrifying to the point of perversion—Hui Ran! !

How can this duel continue?

Among the teachers, those who had the mentality that they could lose but would never retreat were also shaken at this moment, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness and desolation.

"What's next? Who will fight next?"

Prince Zihuan swung his red blood knife, faced the teacher, and shouted arrogantly. Having lost to the opponent, the number one in his family, and three top county kings of his generation, he stole the show today.

"We have lost four games in a row. It's a bit miserable." Yun Che frowned and said in a low voice.

"Mu Heng was defeated instantly because of his carelessness. The gap between the three young princes and their opponents just now was too big, so defeat is inevitable. However, Prince Zihuan has also consumed more than 60% of his profound energy. I hope he can win the next game." Yun Qinghong said calmly.

"Master Yun, let me handle this one." Yan Chengkong of the Yan family said forward. After losing four games in a row, the fifth player will undoubtedly have to bear tremendous pressure, because if he loses again, it will be even more difficult to see the extreme situation, and it will also have a great negative impact on his reputation. But Yan Chengkong, whose profound strength was also at the third level of the Tyrant Profound Realm, took the initiative to ask to fight... This made Yun Che couldn't help but take a second look at him.

The Yan family is at the bottom among the twelve families, and Yan Chengkong's strength is also at the bottom among the geniuses of the twelve families. However, he always has a kind of righteousness and determination that belies his age.

Yun Qinghong raised his eyebrows and said, "Although this Zihuan defeated four of us in a row, the consumption was not huge...be careful with it."

"Yes." Yan Chengkong nodded vigorously, responded simply, then flew up and landed in the competition venue.

"The Yan family Yan Chengkong, please give me some advice from Prince Zihuan!" Yan Chengkong did not attack immediately, but said hello in a very graceful manner.

"Oh, it turns out to be the young master of the Yan family." Prince Zihuan won four games in a row, and the arrogance in his heart had already been magnified countless times. He glanced at Yan Chengkong and suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha! I thought this king Finally, a decent person comes up. Unexpectedly, the young head of the Yan family is actually at the third level of the Tyrant Profound Realm. Tsk tsk, your Yan family has been at the bottom of the Twelve Families for thousands of years, but it doesn't seem to be lagging behind the others. There are too many families, how come you are so miserable in your generation? It seems that your Yan family is about to be doomed."

"presumptuous!!"

As soon as Prince Zihuan finished speaking, a loud shout sounded like thunder, which shook Prince Zihuan's whole body, his vision went dark, and he almost vomited blood. The Little Demon Queen slapped the armrest of the imperial chair again, raising her crescent eyebrows, and directed her icy gaze at Prince Zihuan, causing his whole body to become cold, as if he was frozen in ice, and he didn't even dare to move.

"The Yan family has been guarding the lineage of our Demon Emperor for thousands of years. They have been loyal and have made many meritorious deeds. All the previous demon emperors have respected the Yan family and held it in high regard. How dare you, a junior in the palace, to speak such nonsense to the Yan family? Who gave you the courage!"

Prince Zihuan was ranked among the seventh sons of the Illusory Demon. Among his peers, he had the strength to look down upon the entire Illusory Demon Realm. However, how could he withstand the anger and momentum of the Little Demon Queen? His face suddenly turned pale with fear, and his body was shaky, almost to the point of collapse. Kneel down on the spot.

In the east banquet, King Zhao, the father of Prince Zihuan, stood up hurriedly, bowed and said: "Little Demon Queen, calm down, Quanzi just made a mistake to weaken the enemy's momentum, and he absolutely did not mean to be disrespectful to the Yan family... Zihuan, Why don’t you apologize to the Little Demon Queen and the Yan family!”

Prince Zihuan said quickly: "Zihuan made a mistake and said something he shouldn't have said. I beg the Little Demon Queen and everyone in the Yan family to atone for their sins."

The teacher's side has lost four games in a row, so the Little Demon Queen's mood naturally won't get any better. She snorted lightly, her anger finally subdued, but she didn't respond. She returned to the throne and looked coldly at the center of the arena.

The aura that was like the top of a mountain finally disappeared. King Zihuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was surprised to realize that his whole body was wet with cold sweat.

However, Yan Chengkong obviously couldn't let go. His face was calm, but his eyes were full of anger. He grabbed the Chongxuan Spear, pointed the tip of the spear at Zi Huan's throat, and said slowly: "With what you just said, If you say... risk all the glory and dignity that I, Yan Chengkong, have gained from my birth to this day, you will definitely be defeated by the gun of my overlord of the Yan family!"

"Just you?" Prince Zihuan sneered and said in a very low voice: "Don't say that I still have at least 40% of my strength. Even if I still have 20%, I can easily trample you to the bottom! I won’t say anything about the Yan family, but your words are empty. Hey, the so-called top genius in the Yan family has always been a complete piece of trash in my eyes! "

Yan Chengkong was not angry, but instead sneered: "It seems that you have never fought against people from our Yan family. The level of our Yan family's profound strength is indeed the lowest among the twelve families. However, that is because our family It’s always been about cultivating the mystical skills, and focusing on the swordsmanship! The greatest pride and wealth of our Yan family is not the family’s mystical skills, but the Overlord Spear! You will soon know the consequences of underestimating my Yan Family’s Overlord Spear!”

"The number one family of sharpshooters in the Illusory Demon Realm...is not called that for nothing!!"

Yan Chengkong's gaze became as sharp as the tip of a spear. With a flick of his arm, the silver Chongxuan Spear burst out like lightning. In an instant, a violent air flow was rolled up, bringing with it a harsh whistling sound.

"cut!"

Faced with Yan Chengkong's spear, Prince Zihuan's face was full of disdain. The red blood sword's profound power surged and slashed out with a bloody light.

when! !

The swords and guns collided, and a deafening metallic clang sounded in the hall. Although Prince Zihuan had already consumed most of his energy, he still had a greater power than Yan Chengkong in terms of profound strength. Yan Chengkong's Chongxuan Spear was directly knocked away by his Scarlet Blood Knife, and there was a small impact. of bending. The corners of Prince Zihuan's mouth twitched, but before he could reveal his sneer, the Chongxuan Spear, which had been shaken away and even bent, was like a boneless snake, suddenly attacking him at an angle that was completely unconventional, piercing his chest. Heart.

What! ?

Prince Zihuan was startled and quickly pulled away. He avoided it very quickly, but he was still brushed by the Chongxuan Spear. He clearly felt that the protective Xuanli was being torn apart, and he made a harsh "chila" sound. .

Yan Chengkong's aura completely exploded at this moment. The Chongxuan Spear turned into a smart demonic snake in his hands. The shadows of the spear danced all over the sky, tightly surrounding Prince Zihuan. Every shot or Picking, smashing, stabbing, or swiping... they were all aimed at capturing Prince Zihuan's flaws and vital points with incomparable accuracy.

"Good marksmanship!" Yun Che leaned forward and couldn't help but admire.

Yun Qinghong nodded slowly and said: "The so-called moon stick, Nian Fist, and long-term practice with spears are difficult to master. If you don't work hard, it will be even more difficult to achieve even a small success. The Yan family is the number one spearman in the fantasy demon world. The family's spear art is unpredictable. It can be said that it interprets the power of the spear to the extreme. Once it is mastered, it can sweep across the world, beyond the reach of thousands of soldiers, and it will never live up to the reputation of the number one divine spear. Although Yan Chengkong's profound strength is relatively low. Although he is weak, his Overlord Spear Technique is already powerful! It is difficult to meet an opponent at the same level. In his current state, Zihuan can easily defeat someone at the third level of the Tyrant Profound Realm, but it is extremely difficult to defeat him. Only Yan Chengkong is in the middle stage of the third level of Ba Xuan Realm.”

The gunshots roared and the sword winds pierced the wind. Prince Zihuan continued to increase his profound strength, and all the bones in his body "cracked" at full strength, knocking away Yan Chengkong's attacks again and again... but they were only knocked away. , before he could fight back, the gun light roared towards him again. In terms of weapon characteristics, the power and attack range of the gun are better than the knife, but it is inferior to the knife in terms of flexibility, speed, and control. However, the gun that enveloped Prince Zihuan at this time is as fast as swift and agile. He was like a living creature, forcing him to panic several times.

One was dominant in mystical strength, and the other was as sharp as a dragon. The two people, who had a huge gap in their level of mystical strength, actually ended up in a stalemate on the field. The swords and guns collided countless times, causing long-lasting ripples in the space. The scene of the two fighting each other as seen by the people in the hall was always distorted. Prince Zihuan could not get rid of Yan Chengkong's gun shadow, and Yan Chengkong could not really hurt Prince Zihuan for a short time.

There are also many people who use guns in the princes' palaces. Prince Zihuan has fought many times with people who use guns as weapons, but he has never fought against people from the Yan family, nor did he expect that the Yan family's Overlord Spear would be like this. It was astonishing that the Chongxuan Spear could attack and defend freely in Yan Chengkong's hands. When he attacked, the force of the spear surged like the wind and clouds, swallowing mountains and rivers, making his movements slow, suppressing both his sword power and the flames. Like an iron cable crossing a river, it is impeccable.

The two fought against each other hundreds of times, but neither could do anything to the other. Yan Chengkong has always been calm and calm, but Prince Zihuan is getting more and more impatient. Before the two of them fought, he ridiculed Yan Chengkong, which also brought the entire Yan family with him, and he was severely reprimanded by the Little Demon Queen for this. , so humiliating, and now after hundreds of face-to-face encounters, he has not defeated the person he despised in public, but has been suppressed one after another. He is extremely frustrated and angry.

"drink!!"

Prince Zihuan gritted his teeth and suddenly let out a low roar. The light on the scarlet blood sword surged several times, and the space was torn apart with a "chi!" sound... This sword was exactly the "blood flame" used to defeat Mu Hengyi instantly. "Knife", however, due to the heavy consumption of his profound energy, the power of this "Blood Flame Knife" was far less powerful than when he defeated Mu Hengyi.

A frightening force of terror came towards him. Yan Chengkong raised his gun horizontally, resisting and blocking each other. Seventy percent of the power of the Blood Flame Sword had been offset. At this time, his eyes flashed with light, but he did not move back. The remaining 30% of the power of the Blood Flame Sword was lost, but the gun body was turned around, allowing the bloody sword light to brush against his waist. The Heavy Mystic Spear was suddenly like a dragon out of the sea, unstoppably passing through the black energy storm brought by the Blood Flame Sword. , stabbed hard on Prince Zihuan's shoulder... The moment the tip of the spear touched his shoulder, all the power instantly gathered at the tip of the spear, and went straight through Prince Zihuan's protection. Mysterious strength and armor.

puff!

A splash of blood spurted out from Yan Chengkong's waist, and the tip of the Chongxuan Spear penetrated deeply into Prince Zihuan's shoulder and got stuck between his shoulder bones.

The sharp pain from his left shoulder, along with the feeling of humiliation, severely stimulated the ferocity of Prince Zihuan. His eyes widened, and a crazy light radiated from his eyes: "Go... Die!!"

Prince Zihuan's whole body was instantly burning with blood-red flames, as if he had just walked out of a pool of blood... Seeing his action, Yan Zijing, the head of the Yan family, was shocked and shouted: "Kong'er, get out of the way!!"

"Blood Hell Hell Flame!!"

The blood-red flame suddenly exploded, and a terrifying momentum enveloped him. Yan Chengkong's pupils shrank, but he did not choose to abandon the gun and retreat. Instead, he gritted his teeth and poured all his profound power into the heavy profound gun... The next moment, his chest was hit by a huge hammer, and his consciousness was instantly blank.

Boom! ! !

The blood flame exploded, and Yan Chengkong flew backwards far away. When Yan Zijing caught him in mid-air, his chest was already bloody and bloody. However, it was not only Yan Chengkong who flew backwards from the blood flame, but also Prince Zihuan. At the moment when the blood flame exploded, the heavy profound spear with Yan Chengkong's last strength directly pierced through Prince Zihuan's shoulder, stabbing a real transparent hole in his body. The remaining force pushed Prince Zihuan high up, and he fell into the East Seat with blood... The heavy profound spear also stabbed fiercely into the East Seat without a trace of blood on it.

"Chengkong!"

"Zihuan!"

Both sides were shocked. No one expected that the two people who were in a stalemate would decide such a tragic result in an instant. In order to blast out the blood flame, Prince Zihuan had already exhausted all his profound strength, and his body was stabbed with a transparent hole by the heavy profound spear. It was impossible for him to fight again. Yan Chengkong was not much better than him. His flesh and blood were rotten and his internal organs were dislocated. If he had not been determined enough, he would have fainted by now, but it was impossible for him to continue fighting.

In this battle, Yan Chengkong and Prince Zihuan "died together".

"Brothers of the World, thank you for your trouble!" Facing the seriously injured Yan Chengkong, Yan Zijing was still calm.

"Don't worry, with us here, your son will never be in trouble." The two elders of the Tianxia family nodded, and they stretched out their palms, and the green light covered Yan Chengkong's injuries.

Under the natural healing power of the elves, Yan Chengkong's injuries were serious, but soon stabilized. He took a deep breath and said guiltily: "Dad, my cultivation is still too shallow... I disappoint you..."

"Don't blame yourself." Yan Zijing comforted: "After all, Zihuan ranks fourth among the seven sons of the illusionary demons. The gap between you and him is huge. I am very pleased to have such a result. Concentrate and calm down immediately, and don't say anything."

Finally, Prince Zihuan was defeated, but the faces of the people in the West Hall did not ease at all. Because they spent a full five people to defeat this Prince Zihuan.

"Alas, the gap in strength between the two sides is really too big." Everyone in the hall sighed.

"Yeah. I don't know why the Yun family wants to take over... Although it's better to lose the game than to lose the momentum, but with such a terrible defeat, how can there be any momentum?"

"There's also the Su family over there. I heard that Su Zhizhan of the Su family is one of the best among the younger generation of the twelve families. He should be able to make up for some disadvantages."

"Come on, Helian Ba ​​of the Helian family, the second and third princes of Huiye and Yuanque among the seven sons of the illusionary monsters, are not weaker than Su Zhizhan. And the first prince Huiran...his strength is enough to defeat the twelve opponents alone, it's not an exaggeration at all!" A person from the Monster King City shook his head.