The god sat leisurely on his seat, playing with the dragon bone with his right hand. The dragon bone was shrouded in a layer of golden light like an electric arc, making a sizzling and explosive sound. Obviously, the god was still unable to absorb the dragon vein energy above.
The reason why God was so calm and calm after seeing Huaxia win four games in a row was because he had already determined that Huaxia would not win the fifth game, otherwise he would not have agreed to the bet just now.
"Can you delay for a while? Maybe Chen Xuan can come back." Shen Binglan walked up to the ancestors and said.
Sword Master Gong Xuan gave a wry smile: "Miss Shen, I'm afraid Mr. Evil Emperor... won't be able to come back."
Although Sword Master Gong Xuan said it tactfully, Shen Binglan knew what he meant and couldn't help but feel her heart clenching and feeling extremely uncomfortable.
But in front of the camera, Shen Binglan did not dare to show sadness, because this would let the Chinese audience know that something happened to Chen Xuan.
In the ninth game, China has not sent anyone to play. The Chinese audience at the scene began to shout in unison: "Evil Emperor! Evil Emperor! Evil Emperor!"
The shouts grew louder and louder, even leading people across the country watching the live broadcast to shout together.
The Chinese people are clamoring for help, hoping that their most admired Chinese master, the Evil Emperor, will appear on stage and teach the powerful Westerners a lesson.
Moreover, they all thought that the Chinese officials were building momentum for the Evil Emperor, so the Evil Emperor never showed up.
If they knew the true situation, I don’t know how many people would collapse on the spot!
General Lin, Huo Yingjue and other official figures were all heartbroken.
After losing in this ninth and tenth game, they don't know how to face the hundreds of millions of people in China.
As for announcing Chen Xuan's death, it is almost the same as breaking the news.
Just when the sect leaders and ancestors were arguing about who should be selected to appear, the audience discovered that a charming and dignified beauty had stood on the field.
When Shen Binglan heard the audience's exclamations, she turned around and her face suddenly turned pale: "Feixue, what are you doing up there? Come down quickly!"
That's right, it was Qin Feixue who quietly appeared.
Shen Binglan was frightened and worried, and was about to go up and pull Qin Feixue down, but was stopped by Gong Xuan Sword Master: "Miss Shen, as soon as you come on the stage, we will lose!"
As soon as these words came out, Shen Binglan was stunned on the spot.
According to the rules, when Qin Feixue comes on the field, she will be the player sent by China to compete in the ninth game by default.
And if she plays again, it will be a violation of the rules and will result in losing the ninth game.
No matter how calm Shen Binglan is now, she will still be in chaos: "Feixue, why do you want to go up?"
Qin Feixue looked back and smiled. In her hand was a small lace handkerchief that changed the look of God.
"Mr. Old Pope said that I have the qualifications to become Joan of Arc. As long as I wear this holy handkerchief, I can be protected by the holy power, so I want to help Chen Xuan and China fight this battle."
Qin Feixue's smile captivated the country and the city. It was extremely beautiful, but it also had a hint of sadness and sadness.
She was heartbroken with grief, because Chen Xuan hadn't come back at this moment, which meant that Chen Xuan would never come back.
And what she said made Shen Binglan and everyone present stunned.
Gong Xuanjianzun and other ancient martial arts masters could not understand what this beauty Chen Xuan meant.
Such a delicate little beauty, it is impossible to tell that she possesses great fighting power.
Tie Nuo didn't want to take action at first, but his Lord God used his mind to order him to kill this Chinese beauty immediately.
Therefore, before anyone could react, Tie Nuo instantly came to Qin Feixue and punched Qin Feixue in the head with a terrifying force.
No matter Shen Binglan or Zhang Zhicheng, Xiangdiemi and the others who were sitting on the steps, they had no time to scream.
At this moment, they only had one thought in their hearts: It's over!
The next moment, the holy light shines in the field and reaches the sky!
Everyone's eyes widened and they watched in disbelief. In the pure and soft holy light in the field, Qin Feixue transformed into pieces of pure white silver armor from her head to her feet, and a giant sword emitting holy white light was in her right hand.
It is condensed in the palm of your hand.
The heroine "Joan of Arc" in the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France descended on Qin Feixue as a heroic spirit at this moment.
With a swish sound, God stood up from his seat and lost his composure on the spot!
"Old man Ou Mo, I should have killed you back then!" God called the old pope by his name. After he saw the holy handkerchief in Qin Feixue's hand, he still didn't understand that this was the foreshadowing laid by the old pope.
But God didn't show up. He didn't think that the holy power of a piece of holy handkerchief could support the arrival of Joan of Arc for how long.
In the field, Qin Feixue held a giant sword and slashed straight at Tie Nuo.
The majestic holy light emitted from the giant sword was so powerful that it forced Snow to dodge again and again.
All the spectators watching the competition were dumbfounded as they watched a delicate little beauty transform into a goddess of war and beat the powerful Westerners to the point where they could not even take a single blow.
A few seconds later, a burst of strong cheers erupted from the scene!
Qin Feixue, who was blessed by the holy power, was indeed a female war goddess. She beat Tienuo so hard that he was unable to fight back. After a while, Tienuo was hit by a sword, and the holy light came down and was about to engulf Tienuo.
But the next moment, the holy light that descended with the giant sword was scattered by a palm.
It was God who came to save Tienol.
When Qin Feixue saw the god coming on stage, strong hostility immediately appeared in her beautiful eyes.
Just as she was about to draw her sword, all her holy power suddenly disappeared, leaving only the dim holy handkerchief in her palm.
The arrival of "Joan of Arc" was indeed as God expected, and it only took less than a minute.
"Congratulations to Miss Qin Feixue for winning the fifth game for China!" the host announced happily.
None of the sect leaders and ancestors expected that the fifth victory would be won so easily. It was really beyond their expectations.
Shen Binglan walked onto the field, first supported the weak Qin Feixue, and then said coldly to God: "The competition is a draw, give us the dragon bone!"
God was very generous and threw the dragon bone directly to Shen Binglan.
The dragon bone contains the power of dragon veins. Shen Binglan, an ordinary woman, naturally cannot catch it, so Yin Zhonghua came on stage to catch it for her.
The scene erupted into cheers that were ten times stronger than before!
In this competition, China has become invincible.
In order to avoid casualties, Shen Binglan said under great pressure: "In the tenth game, we, China, will voluntarily admit defeat."
This sentence made the domestic audience very puzzled.
Evil Emperor Chen Xuan hasn't even appeared yet to compete with the gods, so why did Shen Binglan admit defeat for Chen Xuan first?
Before the people had time to protest, they listened to God's tone and said calmly, without any emotion: "The battle letter I issued clearly states that this competition must have a winner. I am now waiting for you to send a master.
Come up and compete with me for the tenth game. The rules can be modified. I allow you to fight in turns, with more and less, until the winner is determined."
After hearing these amazing words from God, the whole place was in a state of shock.
God is really too arrogant and looks down upon people!
And he made it clear that he would fight to the death with the Chinese martial arts community!
But none of the powerful Chinese men present were a match for God!
The sect masters and ancestors looked at each other. Of course they wanted to defend the glory of Chinese martial arts, but it was impossible for them to do what God said and fight in a round-robin battle without regard for face or to fight with more and less in a global live broadcast.
"Since you don't do anything, then I will do it!" God suddenly showed his power, dodged in front of all the powerful martial arts masters, and fired out countless punches containing infinite energy in an instant.
The sect leaders and ancestors did not expect that God would suddenly take action. They were unable to avoid it for a while and had no choice but to take it head on.
puff!
None of the sect leaders and ancestors who had yet to recover from their injuries could withstand the god's punch. Blood spurted out from all of them and they were hit into the auditorium, causing a lot of screams.
However, the Western audience applauded loudly. God finally took action, and once he took action, he showed overwhelming strength!
The powerful Chinese were defeated by God in front of a global audience. No one could stop God's offensive!
Shang Bohuai, Yin Chonghua, Gong Xuanjianzun and several Juewu realm experts who were not so seriously injured took action together, but they still couldn't stop the god from showing his lustful power!
In just a few tens of seconds, all the ancient martial arts masters and masters of law cultivation that the Chinese people were proud of were beaten to the point of retreat by the gods. They were either clutching their chests, spurting out blood, or half-kneeling on the ground.
I don't know how many people felt despair after watching this scene.
The people had never thought about the fact that all the powerful Chinese men were seriously injured before the competition. They just felt that the faith in their hearts was shattered at this moment.
Western media reporters, on the other hand, praised God's greatness and invincibility. At this moment, God was worshiped enthusiastically by countless Western people and became God in the true sense!
"This is your Chinese martial arts. You are too weak and I am disappointed." Shen said, slowly walking towards Yin Chonghua, trampling Shang Bohuai's erhu to pieces, and then snatched the dragon bone from Yin Chonghua's hand.
, raised the keel high, "Today is the day when your Chinese martial arts will perish!"
The faces of all the powerful men in the Juewu Realm were miserable, and their hearts were as gray as death.
Today is not only the day when Chinese martial arts perished, but also the day when the Chinese Dragon Vein was completely destroyed.
By then, all life on the land of China will be devastated, and they will all become sinners of China!
"Ancestors of China, I, Xuanyuanxu, am sorry for you..." Xuanyuanxu fell to the ground and cried blood, with endless shame in his tone.
Then he and other hundred-year-olds, as well as Shang Bohuai, Yin Chonghua and the others, rushed forward again and again. Even though they were far from God's opponents, they still chose to burst out the last ray of life's brilliance!
The atmosphere of despair infected the entire country through live broadcast.
When everyone was devastated and God was about to kill the powerful Chinese on the scene one by one, a word floated in the sky:
"For thousands of years, China has resisted countless foreign enemies and is still standing strong today."
"Thanks to our ancestors and martyrs, they were not afraid of sacrifice and used their blood and lives to protect China's eternal peace!"
"Seniors, you have worked hard today."
These grand and awe-inspiring words made everyone look up to the sky.
In the dazzling golden sunshine, a young figure jumped from a high-altitude helicopter, falling straight towards God with a majestic majesty that spanned the sky!
