Snow country.

Yu Qingfeng, Arabian Nights.

The wind and snow are blowing.

"Hello, go back to your country right now."

"It's a rare trip and I want to spend a complete vacation. Of course I will go back, Silver Salad."

Yu Qingfeng flew his sword out of the box, and people danced around him: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Arabian Nights was stunned, and leaned forward and backward on the flying carpet: "So that's it! Are you asking me to confess my last words?!"

Yu Qingfeng just looked at him.

The corners of Arabian Nights' lips turned upward: "I know the purpose of your coming. You want to be the world's policeman and tell us what to do. This is obviously the way of the ugly people."

Yu Qingfeng just looked at him.

Arabian Nights: "I'll make a bet with you. Don't worry, just listen to me. You are a master at controlling props, and so am I. Each of us only has one prop. You attack and I defend. If you can threaten

My life, I will admit defeat, otherwise you will lose."

Yu Qingfeng: "The bet will pay off."

Arabian Nights: "If you lose, you can't interfere with me for three days. If I lose, I will provide you with a list of the great gods I met, including their general location."

Yu Qingfeng: "Whether you provide a list or not, I will find them. It just takes a little more effort."

"Then let me add one more thing: I will leave the Snow Country Continent immediately, and I will also call the masters of the 'Sand Palace' I know, but I can't guarantee whether they will listen to me."

Yu Qingfeng nodded: "The bet is established."

The flying swords were returned to the sword case one by one, but there was another one passing behind Scheherazade. The dark red sword light was strange and ominous. Scheherazade's breathing was once every two seconds, then every two seconds, but it suddenly became chaotic. It can be seen that

He didn't notice the threat at all. It turned out that Tianxing Sword Fairy really wanted to wait for someone to finish his last words. The flying sword beside Yu Qingfeng was used to attract the enemy's attention. The real killing move had long been ambushed anywhere on this continent.

This place, under the leaves, in the gaps between snowflakes, in the path of the sun, in the direction of the wind, is almost the same as the sky and the earth.

Waiting patiently for Arabian Nights to regain his breathing, Yu Qingfeng asked: "What props did you use?"

"You'll know when you attack us."

This is unfair. Everyone knows that the props controlled by Yu Qingfeng can only be flying swords, but there are countless props controlled by Scheherazade, and the information between the two parties is unequal. However, neither Yu Qingfeng nor Scheherazade seems to think that this is a big deal.

It's not fair. Frankly speaking, even if Yu Qingfeng promised not to use flying swords, this battle would still be fair, because he is just that strong.

Yu Qingfeng pondered. He could only use one flying sword, which was actually a disadvantage for him. Flying swords have distinct characteristics, each with its own strengths and weaknesses. Once the enemy uses corresponding props to restrain it, the power of the flying sword will be greatly reduced. But he did not ponder for too long. If

No matter which flying sword you choose, you will be restrained, so why not waste useless energy on the selection process.

The dark red sword comes out of the box.

The sword light condensed in the air and never dispersed, like a winding red stream, or like a cinnabar pen being waved freely, connecting Yu Qingfeng and Arabian Nights. Arabian Nights jumped off the flying carpet, and the flying carpet stood in the wind, blocking the flight.

The sword pushed a bulge out of the blanket, moving centimeter by centimeter towards Scheherazade's throat, while the four corners of the blanket seemed to be stuck in the air. It stopped the momentum of the sword with difficulty but perfectly. I don't know if the flying carpet

What kind of material can withstand a blow from the Sword Immortal without any damage!

"It's not afraid of anything except fire. As far as I know, none of your flying swords are fire-attributed." Arabian Nights laughed.

At this time, the sword light lingering in the air slowly faded away.

Next is the exciting moment. Both sides input their mental power and start micro-manipulation. The flying carpet overturned, sometimes rolled up, trying to bind the flying sword into it, and sometimes rotated, using the edge to collide with the sword's edge. The flying sword was not to be outdone, flying like a soaring dragon.

Falling off, like a meteor falling straight down.

Yu Qingfeng praised: "It's very delicate, 100% fully exerting the performance of the flying carpet. Your understanding of the physical properties of the props is the best. It can be imagined that the enchanted props you handle must be excellent. If you have time, why not come to our guild to stay?"

Sit down on the ground so that my man can ask for advice."

Arabian Nights didn't answer because he really couldn't find the energy to speak.

Yu Qingfeng concentrated, and the speed of the flying sword reached another level, turning into blood shadows that shuttled and flickered, too fast to be caught by the naked eye, leaving only a tangled trail of sword light, slowly sinking around Arabian Nights.

.The attacker always has stronger mobility than the defender, and the higher the mobility of Yu Qingfeng's flying sword, the more lethal it is. The flying carpet finally couldn't keep up with the rhythm. After only six seconds, the Youhong Sword was accurate

Hovering next to Scheherazade's carotid artery, the distance is so close that Scheherazade can feel the heat radiating from the sword's blade after the high-speed movement.

The flying sword cruised back.

"I lost. I didn't expect you to really let me live. In addition to the list, I will also give you some props. Please don't refuse. It is freezing in the Snow Country. After all, it is a strange environment. These props will come in handy.

"After the delivery of Arabian Nights, he shook hands with Yu Qingfeng naturally: "It's time for me to go back to accompany my wife. Goodbye, you are welcome to be our guest."

Watching the other party leave, Yu Qingfeng said to himself:

Arabian Nights is very thoughtful and plans before taking action. He has already made a plan for "possibly meeting Yu Qingfeng", or even wants to borrow a knife to kill someone. The list provided is mostly a list of his enemies. This kind of person believes in the plan too much, but he doesn't know

Plans can never keep up with changes. Once the plan fails, they give up their efforts and save their strength. Perhaps this is a common problem among mages. Although he behaves very friendly, he is not suitable as a friend, because others are only worthy of being used as props for him to take advantage of.

, you will never get his sincerity.

…………

This is a forbidden spell?!

Qingyi subconsciously recalled the video given by Yu Qingfeng. Scheherazade is one of the few masters who can leave the Snow Country safely. This can explain something.

Scheherazade groaned: "No! Missed!"

We must not let this guy fire again!

The blazing sun switches control, and the sun wheel formed by scarabs rises around the mummy, and the virtual image of the sun god Ra is faintly visible in the wheel! Scarabs are also the incarnation of the sun, and they light up the battlefield at night! And this just satisfies the book of the sun.

Conditions of use: Can only be used in sunlight!

It's dawn.

The sun book flipped in the hands of the mummy, and the words shone brightly, plating the scorching sun with gold. His mask melted and deformed, becoming the head of a scarab and the body of a bug. The shroud fell off and dragged in a long string on the ground, because this

The body filled with divinity no longer needs protection. The soldiers knelt on one knee on the battlefield to pay respect to the Pharaoh. The peregrine falcon spread its wings at dawn, and the sky in the background was full of green light flashing at high speed. This strange appearance was more than demonic.

The guided cannon fires even more clearly, like an emerald meteor shower.

"This is..." Scheherazade was brought back to consciousness by the smoking gun body, blew into the palm of his hand, and murmured: "Is this the god Khepri?"

[Destined God's Choice], a special skill exclusive to the divine envoy, obtains divine power infusion for 60 seconds. During the duration of the skill, the level is increased to level 70, and the character panel is upgraded simultaneously!

〖Supernormal effect: Due to the difference in equipment, the skill attributes have been modified. When using [Destined Divine Selection], the skill duration can be extended by consuming the durability of the Sun Book in the equipment (each point of durability is exchanged for 1 second).〗

Supervision of the Underworld Shah: (omitted) When fighting in collaboration with the King of the Undead, all attributes of the self will be increased by 15%, and all attributes of the King of the Undead will be increased by 5%.

Chief Fool Mahlage: (omitted). When fighting in collaboration with the King of the Undead, all attributes of the animal soldiers led will be increased by 15%, and all attributes of the King of the Undead will be increased by 5%.

First, use [Destined God's Choice] to raise all attributes to level 70, and then increase the total by 10% with the bonus of two subordinates. Although Scorching Sun has not yet turned three, it still has the capital to arm-wrestle with players who have turned three.

Not to mention that he is a divine envoy who controls artifacts. Ignoring the long-range attacks of the staff cluster, the blazing sun bowed slightly, jumped up tens of meters, and hit the Arabian Nights like a cannonball! This is definitely a sure-kill blow! The magic cannon has not cooled down yet.

Okay, Arabian Nights quickly took out the "wishing lamp" and rubbed it

The hand speed of the oil lamp is comparable to that of a DJ, and a large amount of sparkling stardust smoke pours out: "Damn it, I chose to attack at night because I don't want to face this trick... I make a wish!"

When he made a wish, the green light in the sky was even stronger than the sun! The green screen was composed of square light spots. From a visual inspection alone, each light spot was the size of a planet! What the hell is that!

"Stop him!" Qingyi shouted.

Before the chaotic-looking djinn was fully formed, the enchanted sage shouted: "Within today, I will be immune to the attacks of undead creatures!"

Sonic boom! He clenched his fists and punched Arabian Nights on the face. The scorching sun paused for a second before being blown away by the reaction force. The impact force with nowhere to go spread along the striking surface, and the sudden increase in atmospheric pressure destroyed the already damaged body.

Kong's [Emergency Defense Line] was shattered. The air was instantly heated to thousands of degrees, and the props burned and vaporized while they were still in the air, shining like magnesium. The entire water in the crocodile pool bounced up half a meter, and then was blown apart like dewdrops.

.Miraculously, no Sun God believers were injured in the impact.

Just hearing a greasy voice saying "as you wish", the smoke went into the oil lamp again.

In the huge smoking pit, Scheherazade was sunk into the soil from the waist down. He clutched his chest with lingering fear, and then he checked the magic cannon. The barrel was covered with spider webs and cracks, making his face twitch.

But it's not over yet!

The human figure shining like a spotlight traced an incandescent trajectory and came to the disgraced Arabian Nights. He punched and kicked him with a series of bangs that shook Qingyi's upper and lower teeth. This beating was enough to hammer a full-blooded warrior of the same level.

Until death, Scheherazade, a crispy mage, didn't lose any blood.

"No, he is in an 'invincible' state!" Qingyi shouted: "Take him somewhere else!"

The burning sun punched the ground with both fists, and the scene just happened again! Just like a small nuclear bomb exploded, the ground shook violently again, and even cracked open! Since this was not a direct attack on Arabian Nights, the system defaulted to not being "invincible"

"Due to the conflict, Arabian Nights was lifted half a meter, and then his face was held by a rough big hand! His sight was blocked, and he subconsciously waved his hands and feet wildly. He had no image of a great god at all. Then the world was spinning, and the wind was blowing in his ears. He opened his eyes again

He was already high in the sky, with lush gardens fading away at the end of his field of vision, and the empty valley square below. Although the scenery was good, he was not in the mood to appreciate it, and just screamed loudly: "How dare you hit me like a ball?!"

He was "invincible" to undead creatures, but he would still suffer damage from falling. Arabian Nights reached the top and began to fall. It was visually estimated that it was about a hundred meters above the ground. This height was no joke! He hurriedly groped for the storage bag, and went out in a mess.

Throwing the props, he finally took out the props enchanted with [Levitation]. He slowed down and fell, only to see a gray-white train approaching rapidly in the distance. He squinted for two seconds before he could see what kind of train it was and what kind of obelisk it was!

I saw the scorching sun carrying an obelisk that was ten times longer than him and walking like flying, aiming at the fantasy of landing in a leisurely way!

The master wanted to cancel [Levitation Technique], but his skills were too exquisite and [Levitation Technique] lasted too long. He was so anxious that he clapped the prop in his hand: "Stop it, you idiot!" The next second, the top of the tower poked him.

Although it did not cause any damage to his waist, it gave him an illusory sense of pain. He was pushed involuntarily, his feet did not touch the ground, his hands and feet swayed in the wind like willows, and incoherent screams burst out of his throat.

The obelisk suddenly stopped, out of inertia, the Arabian Nights fell to the ground. The scorching sun knelt down on one knee, the tower tilted from its shoulders, kicked up smoke and dust, and broke into two parts. The brilliance of the human figure in the hazy dust atmosphere dimmed.

It must be that the divine power has faded away. All the visions in the sky and the earth have disappeared, and the night has returned. Only the clean place as if washed by the storm reminds people what happened just now.

Arabian Nights laughed and got up, suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and his body trembled involuntarily: Aren't you already immune? Why are you still deducting blood?!

"I also met a guy in Gothic Continent who was immune to the attacks of undead creatures. Unfortunately, you can't run as fast as him." The skeleton in the suit put it next to the great god's ear and rubbed the opponent's carotid artery: "Not to mention.
Chapter completed!