Throughout the ancient times until now, he has never seen anything. He has witnessed more tragic battles than this, and even participated in countless battles personally. But now, he has never seen this scene, this situation, this incident!
Seeing the black dragon whose body was cut off in half below the head and above the waist and hips, he had a dark face and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.
He was extremely helpless and said: "Ahem, hey, Qin Fangyang won the first battle."
He deliberately said, ‘The Black Dragon can fight again, this is nothing!’.
But after hesitating for a while, I felt that I was still not thick-skinned enough, and I didn’t have the nerve to say this.
Not to mention your shoulders and hands, half of your liver has been cut off. Do you think you can still fight?
What should I use to fight? Use Xiaojiji to fight?
Want some face?!
Shi Feng laughed heartily, and said with a face full of joy but without losing restraint: "In the first battle, the Dragon Clan fought on behalf of the ancient God Clan and lost. But in the round battle between the three races, if the Dragon Clan loses, it is also a loss. It is not the final outcome.
.We, the Phoenix Clan, will fight next, and we must save face. It is one thing for the Dragon Clan to lose face, but we, the Phoenix Clan, will never be embarrassed. Not only will we not lose face, but we will also help the Dragon Clan and do what they do.
The only thing we can't do is to take back their humiliated face... Well, these are all small things, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!"
Zulong's face was as black as ink, and he stared at Shifeng as if he wanted to swallow him in one gulp.
But I couldn't say anything.
Only he has no hatred for Qin Fangyang, but rather some admiration for him.
After all, he used his own life as a bet, tried his best, and defeated the black dragon!
"Second battle!" Shi Feng narrowed his eyes: "I, the Phoenix Clan, will fight!"
"I think it's up to us, the Qilin Clan, to fight!"
Zu Qilin argued: "This second battle is of great importance, we Qilin must come!"
He is a discerning person, and Qin Fangyang's current situation is very bad. Everyone can see this, and naturally he will not fail to see it.
Any strong person from the Phoenix Clan can kill Qin Fangyang on the spot, but in this way, the Phoenix Clan loses all their face. Although the Dragon Clan is at the bottom, the Qilin Clan still doesn't gain anything.
no!
"Okay, the Qilin tribe will go first."
Shi Feng was so generous that he directly gave up his qualification to participate in the second battle. Among the three tribes, although they were three points apart, the Qilin tribe was the race that valued peace and joy the most among the three tribes and could not afford to fight easily.
Accidents earn the reputation of "virtuous beasts".
Zulong and Shifeng's consciousnesses are monitoring movements thousands of miles away.
It's not a big problem.
At the right time, a unicorn jumped out.
Zu Qilin warned: "The other party intends to sacrifice his life to protect his life...that is, he is a complete desperado...Such a desperado is rare in ancient and modern times. You must be careful of his desperate tactics, just be steady and steady, and don't show off your passion for a moment.
act rashly!!"
Mo Qilin, who was about to go into battle, nodded repeatedly with a serious look on his face.
Immediately, he jumped forward.
"Brother Qin, Mo Yi is here to ask for advice! Brother Qin is worthy of being a great man in the world and a great man in the world. Mo Yi admires him!"
This Qilin was dressed in black, with a majestic and square appearance, and his eyes were full of recognition for Qin Fangyang.
Loyal ministers, filial sons, and upright men are naturally respected by all living beings. A good man like Qin Fangyang, who sacrifices his life to protect others and proves his true intentions with his actions, has already conquered the vast majority of the three tribes present. Before the war begins, everyone can express their admiration.
From the bottom of my heart, from the bottom of my heart!
"Excellent!"
Qin Fangyang said calmly: "If one day, there are other ethnic groups who want to exterminate the Qilin tribe, I believe Brother Mo Yi will make the same choice as me and move forward bravely and fight to the death!"
Mo Yi's eyes flashed: "Brother Qin is actually my confidant. It's a pity that we are on opposite sides. After this battle, I'm afraid there will be no chance to have a wine discussion with Brother Qin."
He focused on the dripping flesh and blood on Qin Fangyang's chest and the sword energy that was still wreaking havoc, and his eyes turned to regret.
Qin Fangyang was silent for a moment and said calmly: "For warriors like us, it has always been the highest honor for us to seek mercy and gain mercy, and to die on the battlefield!"
"What I, Mr. Qin, want in my life is to look up to me with no regrets during my lifetime, to sleep peacefully after my death, to have my relatives and friends be proud of me, and my enemies to feel sorry for me."
Qin Fangyang paused and said: "Now it seems that it is close at hand and within easy reach!"
Mo Yizai chewed these words carefully, with a look of awe on his face: "Brother Qin, well done!"
"please!"
Qin Fangyang raised his sword and saluted in a solemn manner.
"please!"
Mo Yi drew his sword and bowed.
Then, the two attacked almost simultaneously.
However, the brutality of this battle still exceeded everyone's expectations.
Mo Yi did not underestimate the enemy. He maintained a steady and steady technical and tactical strategy from beginning to end. He never gave Qin Fangyang any chance to risk his life!
But he didn't know that this was Qin Fangyang's true intention!
In the first battle, they used the most cruel and extreme life-for-life strategy to win. This caused the three tribes to misunderstand that Qin Fangyang planned to use this method to conquer three cities in a row to get a lucky break.
Little did he know that Qin Fangyang's real focus was actually on the second battle, using the opponent's mentality of avoiding his extreme tactics to continue the steady and steady attack and gain as much time as possible.
The war turned out as Qin Fangyang expected, and he bought time!
But the price he paid was truly unimaginable and beyond the imagination of everyone present.
When it comes to real cultivation, all the Black Dragons who fought before were better than Qin Fangyang. Mo Yi is even better than the Black Dragon, and is naturally more powerful than Qin Fangyang. Not to mention that Qin Fangyang is now seriously injured after the war.
Added to his body, the black dragon sword energy kept raging in Qin Fangyang's chest like maggots attached to his bones!
It can be said that Qin Fangyang's injuries continued to worsen while fighting!
When masters like them fight, thousands of moves can be made in the blink of an eye!
Everyone fought as fast as possible, and ran away as soon as they touched the enemy. They never hesitated to fight. The sound of clanking weapons was much denser than the most violent rainstorm.
Qin Fangyang remained silent, but Mo Yi roared loudly and exhaled one after another.
In less than a minute after the war started, Qin Fangyang was already at an absolute disadvantage. As for supporting him with all his strength, he still resisted all the way!
Although he has the intention to fight to the death, and the current fighting atmosphere is as he wishes, no matter how determined he is to kill thieves, he will eventually reach his limit, and his physical condition will continue to decline under the raging sword energy in his chest.
Mo Yi's long sword was like the wind, and with the power of water and fire that was the talent of the Qilin clan, it appeared around Qin Fangyang. Qin Fangyang could only stay still and kept getting hurt.
This is because Mo Yi has never been greedy for success. If he attacks more vital parts, Qin Fangyang will only suffer more and heavier injuries!
However, the accumulation of such intensive injuries was equally difficult to bear. However, Qin Fangyang, who was covered in bruises, remained silent, not even a muffled grunt.
Even though blood was pouring from his body, he still calmly drew his sword and tried his best to keep himself in a supportable state.
He has a Sky-Building Stone on his body. Although it cannot stop the continuous destruction of the Black Dragon Sword Qi in the body, it can play a considerable role in healing other injuries. Only the initial injury is difficult to avoid, and the blood is always like a thin stream.
Blood arrows spattered.
There are too many injuries, too fast!
After this, the blood has become flowing on the body.
Because, with so many wounds, the blood in his body has almost dried up.
But he remained calm and calm, his eyes were always shining like stars, and he never gave up.
Even though he was surrounded by hundreds of millions of enemies, even though he had fought until all his fuel was exhausted, he never said a word!
Time passed little by little.
At first, some people were pointing fingers at the three tribes of mythical beasts who were watching the battle, but by now, everyone was silent.
Looking at this human being who was covered in blood and even though all the blood was gone, still fighting calmly and using all his strength to draw his sword, his eyes were filled with solemnity and respect.
Alone against hundreds of millions of enemies!
Protect hundreds of millions of people in the city below!
His life is on the line, his blood has been drained, but he still refuses to fight to the death!
There has never been a moment when I understood the word 'hero' so clearly.
Shi Feng took a deep breath and said loudly: "Qin Fangyang, you have lost this second battle. Don't struggle anymore."
Qin Fangyang pursed his lips and said nothing, but the sword in his hand was like a gust of wind, and he showed signs of counterattack for the first time, forcing Mo Yi, who was wary of it, to dodge again and again. However, this effort caused many wounds that had been closed to burst open again.
, but there was no more blood flowing from the wound. It was obvious that there was really not much blood left in Qin Fangyang's body.
Shi Feng took a deep breath, with admiration in his eyes, and said: "Qin Fangyang, you have tried your best and done enough for the Star Soul people behind you. The so-called sacrificing one's life to protect others is probably nothing more than that.
, if you continue to hold on with all your strength, your soul will be destroyed, so why bother?"
"We admire you as a hero and leave a way for you to survive. As long as you admit defeat, this battle will be over!"
Qin Fangyang finally spoke, his voice was very low, because he had just received two more sword wounds on his throat, which were bleeding. This was the result of his hard counterattack, which caused more omissions in his own protection. If it weren't for
He dodged well, but now his throat was sealed with a sword.
I just heard him say calmly: "It was you who said the three battles were defeated, but Qin never said it!"
Shi Feng was stunned and said in disbelief: "What did you say?"
"Qin said before the war started, whoever can kill Qin will be the strongest among the three tribes!"
"When I was about to draw my sword, I also asked you beforehand: Are you okay when I go to Beijing before I die?"
"I, Qin Fangyang, have said it clearly. I am fighting for life and death. How can I win or lose?!"
Qin Fangyang's faint voice vibrated in the void: "The word "admit defeat" can be easily blurted out. It is extremely easy, but it can never come from Qin's mouth. Everyone, if you want to attack Shangjing, you need to follow your promise!"
Qin Fangyang laughed hoarsely: "Before I died, I was fine in Beijing!"