“!!!”

Zulong's big eyes almost fell to the ground.

He has never seen anything that has spread across the ancient times and has witnessed more tragic battles than this, and has even participated in countless people personally. However, as today, as in this situation, this situation, and this incident, he has never seen it!

Looking at the black dragon, whose waist and hips were cut off halfway under his body and head, he had a dark face and his lips twitched a few times.

He said helplessly: "Hehe, hey, Qin Fangyang won this first battle."

He wanted to say, "The black dragon can fight again, this is nothing!".

But after hesitating for several years, I felt that my face was still not thick enough, so I was not embarrassed to say this.

Not to mention your shoulders and hands, even your liver has been cut in half. Do you think you can fight again?

What kind of battle should I use? How about the little Gigi?

Have some face?!

Shi Feng laughed, his face full of joy but without losing his reserve: "In the first battle, the Dragon Clan represented the ancient gods and lost. But if the three tribes fight, the Dragon Clan lost and the Dragon Clan lost, and it is not the final ending. Next, our Phoenix Clan will definitely win back the face. It is one thing for the Dragon Clan to lose face, but our Phoenix Clan will never be embarrassed. Not only will it not be embarrassed, but we also need to help the Dragon Clan to do what they cannot do, that is, to lose face, and we will rob them back... Well, these are all small things, not worth talking about, not worth talking about!"

Zulong's face was as black as ink, and he stared at Shi Feng's eyes as if he was about to swallow him in one bite.

But I can't say anything.

But I didn’t hate Qin Fangyang, but I still admired him a little.

After all, they used their lives as a bet and tried their best to win the Black Dragon!

"The Second Battle!" Shi Feng narrowed his eyes: "Our Phoenix Clan will fight!"

"I think it's up to our Qilin tribe to fight!"

Zu Qilin argued: "This second battle is of great importance, we Qilin must come!"

He is a discerning person. Qin Fangyang's current situation is very bad. Everyone can see this, so he naturally won't be unable to see it.

Any strong man who can take advantage of the Phoenix Clan can kill Qin Fangyang on the spot, but in this way, his inner and outer face will be lost by the Phoenix Clan. Although the dragon clan is at the bottom, the Qilin Clan still has nothing to get!

"Okay, the Qilin tribe comes first."

Shi Feng was so generous that he gave up his qualifications to fight in the second battle. Among the three clans, although the Qilin clan is the race that pays the most attention to peace and joy among the three clans. He does not easily fight, so the accident is known as a "virtuous beast".

The Zulong and Shifeng's spiritual senses are monitoring the movements thousands of miles away.

The problem is not very big.

At the right time, a unicorn jumped out.

Zu Qilin was reminding: "The other party is trying to sacrifice his life to protect his life... It is just a complete outlaw... Such an outlaw is rare in ancient and modern times. You must be careful of his outlaw tactics and just take steady action. Never show off your blood and act rashly!!"

Mo Qilin, who was about to fight, nodded repeatedly with serious expressions on his face.

Then, 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 real man in the world. Mo Yi admires him!"

This Qilin was dressed in black and looked majestic and square, with a look of recognition for Qin Fangyang in his eyes.

Loyal ministers and filial sons, open-minded men, naturally respected creatures. A great man like Qin Fangyang who sacrificed his life to protect his life and proved his true heart with actions has long conquered the vast majority of the people of the three tribes present. Before the war started, he said a word of admiration all comes from the bottom of his heart and is out of his sincerity!

"Exceeded!"

Qin Fangyang said lightly: "If one day other tribes intend to exterminate the Qilin tribe, I believe Brother Mo Yi will make the same choice as me, move forward bravely and never stop!"

Mo Yi's eyes flashed: "Brother Qin is actually my confidant. It's a pity that everyone is in opposition. After this battle, I'm afraid there is no chance to have a drink with Brother Qin."

He focused on Qin Fangyang's flesh and blood, the sword energy that was still free to destroy, and his eyes turned to regret.

Qin Fangyang was silent for a moment and said lightly: "We warriors, seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, and dying on the battlefield has always been the highest honor!"

"I, Qin, have been asking for my whole life. I am well-behaved in my life. I am safe after my death. My relatives and friends are honored for me, and my enemies are regretful because of me."

Qin Fangyang paused and said, "Now it seems that it is close and within easy reach!"

Mo Yizi carefully chewed these words, her face turned a little and looked awe-inspiring: "Brother Qin, you're so good!"

"please!"

Qin Fangyang bowed his sword with a solemn expression.

"please!"

Ink clothes lead the sword to bow.

Then, the two attacked almost at the same time.

However, the tragic level of this battle was still beyond everyone's expectations.

Mo Yi did not underestimate the enemy, and maintained a steady and steady technical and tactical strategy from beginning to end, and did not give Qin Fangyang any chance to fight for his life from beginning to end!

But he didn't know that, this was also Qin Fangyang's real intention!

In the first battle, he used the most cruel and extreme way of fighting for life to win, which made the three tribes have an illusion and misjudged that Qin Fangyang planned to use this method to defeat three cities in a row and take a chance.

Little did he know that Qin Fangyang’s real focus was actually the second battle. He used the opponent’s mentality of avoiding his extreme tactics to continue the steady and steady situation and maximize the time.

The war was indeed as Qin Fangyang expected, and he won the time!

But the terrible price he paid was indeed unimaginable, beyond everyone present.

Regarding true cultivation, the black dragons that had fought before were above Qin Fangyang. The black robe was even better than the black dragon. Naturally, there were more than one more that Qin Fangyang had, not to mention that Qin Fangyang was now suffering from heavy damage after the war. The black dragon sword energy was raging in Qin Fangyang's chest like a maggot attached to the bone!

Qin Fangyang's injuries can be said to continue to worsen while fighting!

If a master like them fights, thousands of moves have passed in a flash of his fingers!

Everyone fights quickly and leaves with a little touch, and never fights. The sound of tingling weapons and fighting is much denser than the most violent rainstorms.

Qin Fangyang didn't say a word, but Mo Yi roared loudly and exhaled one after another.

Less than a minute after the war started, Qin Fangyang was at an absolute disadvantage. As for the efforts to support him and fight the situation stubbornly!

Although he had the will to fight to the death, and the current fighting atmosphere and style were as he wished, no matter how willing he was to kill the thief, he would eventually have a limit. His physical condition continued to decline under the raging sword energy in his chest.

The long sword in the ink-clothed sword is like the wind, accompanied by the power of water and fire, which is gifted by the Qilin clan, appears elusively around Qin Fangyang. Qin Fangyang can only keep getting hurt and keep getting hurt.

Head, face, shoulders, arms, chest, lower abdomen, thighs, back...

Scars appeared densely on him.

This is because Mo Yi has never been greedy for merit and impetuous. If he attacks the key parts, Qin Fangyang will only suffer more and heavier damage!

But such dense injuries accumulated, it was also difficult to bear, but Qin Fangyang, who was covered in bruises, never said a word, and even a muffled groan had been made.

Even though blood was pouring out, he continued to flow from his body, he still calmly set out his sword and tried his best to deal with it, so that he could always maintain a state that was still supported.

He had a repairing stone on his body. Although it could not stop the continuous damage of the black dragon sword energy in his body, it could have a considerable healing effect on other injuries. Only when it was injured was difficult to avoid it, the blood was always like a thin blood arrow.

There are too many injuries, and there are too fast injuries!

After this, the blood had become stuck on the body and flowed.

Because so many wounds have almost flowed out of the blood in his body.

But he was still calm and calm, his eyes, like stars, were always shining and never gave up.

Even though he was surrounded by billions of enemies, even though he had fought until he was exhausted, he never said a word!

Time passes little by little.

At first, there were people pointing fingers at the divine beasts of the three tribes watching the battle, but now there are so many people silent.

Looking at the human being who was covered in blood, the blood had flowed out, and was still fighting calmly, trying his best to draw the sword, his eyes were full of solemnity and respect.

Alone against billions of enemies!

Protect hundreds of millions of people in the city below!

My life is in danger and my blood has dried up, but I still have no fight!

Never at any moment, I have such a clear understanding of the word "hero".

Shi Feng took a deep breath and said loudly: "Qin Fangyang, you lost this second battle. Don't struggle any more."

Qin Fangyang pursed his lips and said nothing. The sword in his hand was like a storm. He turned backwards, forcing the scrupulous Mo Yi to dodge. However, this forced many wounds that had already closed their mouths to crack again. However, there was no more blood flowing in the wound. It was obvious that there was really not much blood left in Qin Fangyang's body.

Shi Feng took a deep breath, his eyes full of admiration, and said, "Qin Fangyang, you have done your best and have done enough for the Star Soul people behind you. The so-called sacrifice of your life to protect life is probably just like this. If you try your best to support it, you will have to destroy your soul and soul. Why bother like this?"

"We admire you as a hero and leave a way out for you. As long as you admit defeat, the battle will end!"

Qin Fangyang finally spoke, his voice was very low and weak, just because there were two sword wounds on his throat, which was bleeding. It was the result of the struggle to counterattack just now, causing more omissions in his own protection. If it weren't for the proper dodging, it would have been a sword to seal the throat.

He only heard him say lightly: "You said the three wins and losses, but Qin never said it!"

Shi Feng was stunned and said in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Qin said before the war started that whoever can kill Qin is the strongest of the three clans!"

"When I was about to draw my sword, I had a question first. I asked you: Are you safe when I went to the capital before I died?"

"I, Qin Fangyang, said clearly. I am fighting for life and death, but I have ever been a winner or loser?"

Qin Fangyang's faint voice fluctuated in the void: "The word "saying the loss" can make you blurt out. It's extremely easy, but it will never come from Qin. Everyone, if you want to attack Shangjing, you need to follow your promise!"

Qin Fangyang laughed hoarsely: "Before I die, I'm safe when I go to Beijing!"
Chapter completed!