When Parkash saw Lin Qiye disappearing, he immediately raised his head and looked above his head.
Parkash was stunned when he saw the light blue light spinning in Lin Qiye's palm.
"...King's [Star Coin]?"
Then, he seemed to have figured out something, and his expression became more ferocious, "You set this trap to get the King's [Star Coins]?!"
"That's right." Lin Qiye smiled and said, "Unfortunately, you understood it too late."
Brilliant magic light flashed in Lin Qiye's palm, and the next moment a snow-white long knife appeared.
Just listen to a soft groan, and the sword is unsheathed!
Lin Qiye held [Star Coins] in one hand and [Zhanbai] in the other, and his figure instantly disappeared into nothingness.
Parkash's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously stepped back. A blade of light slashed out from the void, almost grazing his neck and slashing on an arm.
The sharp blade sank deep into the dark yellow Buddha's robe, but it did not cut off the arm. It was just embedded in it as if it had been cut into steel, and it did not move at all!
A flash of surprise flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes.
Even the [White Cut] cannot cut through it, which is enough to show how hard the Buddha's clothing on the surface of Parkash's skin is. No wonder Parkash managed to escape from the enemy just now when he was one against all.
Parkash snorted coldly, instead of retreating, he advanced forward, jamming Lin Qiye's knife with his arm, and with a surge of supreme power in his eyes, he directly hit Lin Qiye, who was very close at hand.
Lin Qiye looked at the four-armed Vishnu shadow behind Parkash. The strong wind mixed with the terrifying divine power blew past his face and blew up a few strands of black hair.
His eyes narrowed slightly:
"Comparing with me in divine power?"
In the desert at dawn, a pair of dazzling golden lights that were more dazzling than the sun bloomed from Lin Qiye's eyes!
The power of Seraph!
Sensing the powerful fluctuations of divine power on Lin Qiye, Parkash's face condensed. He was about to hit Lin Qiye with the Vishnu Buddha's robe. The next moment, he seemed to have seen something, and his face changed drastically!
Behind Lin Qiye, one after another, phantoms of divine power emerged!
Nyx, the goddess of night, Merlin, the god of magic and prophecy, Brachi, the god of music and poetry, Iden, the god of youth, the Monkey King wearing a broken cassock, and the heroic King Gilga who looks down on all living beings in a royal robe.
Mish!
The pressure of seven gods swept across the earth like a tsunami and slammed into Parkash's chest!
Boom——!!
A muffled sound was heard, and the shadow of Vishnu behind Parkash instantly exploded. He fell backwards uncontrollably, and took nearly ten steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.
Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks. He stared blankly at the shadows of the gods gradually dissipating behind Lin Qiye, his face filled with disbelief.
"One, two, three, four, five, six...seven?!" Parkash's eyes widened, "You are not the agent of the two gods...you are the agent of seven gods?!!
How can this be!!"
Lin Qiye's cloak was fluttering in the wild sand. He walked towards Parkash calmly and said calmly:
"So... your news is too late."
Parkash gritted his teeth and finally recovered from Lin Qiye's identity as the agent of the Seven Gods. He spoke hoarsely:
"So what if there are more gods on behalf of you? Fighting does not rely on the number of gods... As long as you are still 'Klein', you are not invincible, you just have more abilities.
The first two of the [Ten Gozen] are real monsters, and even if you are an agent of the Seven Gods, you cannot be their opponent."
Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for reminding me."
Lin Qiye turned into a wisp of night and flashed in front of Parkash. With terrifying spiritual power, he fought with Parkash!
Harsh explosions were heard one after another in the desert, and the sky was filled with yellow sand. Parkash, who had overstretched his potential and was seriously injured, could only rely on the Buddhist robes to passively defend and retreat under Lin Qiye's fierce attack.
When Lin Qiye saw this, he turned his palm over. The original [Zhan Bai] had disappeared, and the Tian Cong Yun Sword fell into his palm.
Stab——!
A flash of sword light flashed, easily cutting off one of Parkash's arms. Before Parkash could react, Lin Qiye used three more swords in a row, directly cutting off all of Parkash's arms.
"How is this possible?" Parkash exclaimed.
He activated his mental power, and the broken flesh and blood squirmed rapidly, as if he wanted to regenerate his arm, but there was an inexplicable force that restrained all regeneration.
Then, Parkash seemed to have thought of something, "Is this the Tiancongyun Sword? Do you have the Tiancongyun Sword?!"
"You guessed it right." Lin Qiye said calmly, holding a long sword in his hand, "Unfortunately, it's time for you to get on your way."
A flash of sword light flashed, and Parkash's stunned head was thrown high. The extremely hard Buddha's robe was as fragile as paper under the edge of Tiancongyun Sword.
As the dark yellow Buddha clothes receded, Parkash's body fell heavily into the yellow sand, and soon lost his breath.
Lin Qiye's mental power swept over and confirmed that Parkash was completely dead, and then he put away the Tiancongyun Sword.
Parkash's combat prowess was indeed somewhat beyond his expectation.
After overdrafting his potential and killing seven or eight agents in a row, he still had the energy to contend with him for so long. If he hadn't held the Tiancongyun Sword in his hand and could cut through the Buddhist robe, I'm afraid Parkash would have escaped.
sky.
This battle also sounded the alarm for Lin Qiye. The world in the fog is far more dangerous than that in Daxia. Parkash's combat power is already very good, and he can be called a "monster". In [Ten Royal Fronts]
The first two are definitely not that simple...
The rising sun rose from the end of the desert, completely dispelling the darkness of the sky. Corpses fell one after another in the barren desert, and the flowing blood dyed the messy desert red.
On this stage in the desert, there is only one person who is the ultimate winner.
Lin Qiye patted the gravel on his crimson cloak, holding the [Star Coin] in his hand, and walked slowly towards Wucheng across the bloody desert littered with corpses.
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Wucheng.
The thunderclouds that accumulated in the sky gradually dispersed.
Claude held the [Holy Grail] in his hand and walked out of the pulsating arc. Two strands of flesh and blood flew up from the thunder pool and fell into the scarlet wine liquid in the [Holy Grail].
The dreamy wine swayed slightly, reflecting Claude's calm face.
The agents who went down into the ancient well together, except for him, have all become sacrifices to the [Holy Grail], and will also become the stepping stone for him to erase his own mark.
"Not enough..." Claude muttered to himself.
His gaze fell on the chaotic ancient city-state in the distance.
The city lord was killed by the [Holy Grail], coupled with the massive use of thunder just now, all the residents in the city-state fell into panic. The flames caused by the thunder ignited several houses, and the fire spread quickly throughout the city.
"Could we just massacre the city?" Claude looked a little unbearable.