National Luck: Playing the Sword of Heaven and Earth at the beginning

The saint has shown his murderous intentions, and his light is full of chilling feeling, and there is no sense of holiness anymore.

"You guard the crystal."

Xuanyuan took three steps forward, and the aura in his body transformed into a form, forming a wandering dragon on the surface of his body.

As for the saint, a shining cross sword appeared in his hand.

"Big Xia people, this is a judgment from heaven!"

"Cross Light Slash!"

The saint swung his sword in mid-air, cutting out a cross sword aura.

And Xuanyuan's body was dancing like a dragon.With only one hand, he flicked the cross sword energy lightly, and cut a sword mark on the ground beside him.

"Show your true strength? Or, do you think I'm not qualified?"

The saint's face was expressionless, and there was a condensed light on the blade.

"God, no blasphemy is allowed."

"Anyone who disobeys God's will will be turned into ashes."

"Judgment of the Holy Light!"

The saint raised his sword to the sky, and immediately there was a power fluctuation on the top of Xuanyuan's head, and the power of the holy light appeared out of thin air, turning into burning light, and wanted to cover Xuanyuan.

hum~
The beam of light fell, and the shrouded ground emitted shocking fluctuations. Langya was anxious to step forward to help, but was held back by Chidori.

"Don't worry, Xuanyuan is fine."

The beam of light dissipated, but Xuanyuan's figure was nowhere to be seen.

"when!"

The saint turned around and resisted with a crossed sword.

In this direction, Xuanyuan is hitting with a palm.

He left the moment the beam of light descended, and arrived behind the saint.

"People with dark hearts, a sneak attack cannot cause harm to the great god."

The saint had a holy light on his face, Xuanyuan looked at it and wanted to rub his face on the ground hard.

He didn't lose his cool, though.

His palm seemed to be hitting, but in fact, it was wrapping.

A flexible breath entangled the blade of the cross sword, and Xuanyuan's fingers with the high-quality glove deftly bent the blade, and at the same time approached him.

"Sneak attack? In our big summer, this is called kung fu."

Bang!
With a punch in the air, Xuanyuan directly knocked the saint away more than ten meters away.

The people on the ground only saw the radiant saint being sent flying, applauding one by one.

The smile and confidence on the saint's face disappeared and became serious.

"Da Xia, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Except for Chen Fan, I didn't expect there to be such a hidden dragon like you."

"I'm curious, you and Chen Fan, who is the real No. [-] in Great Xia?"

Xuanyuan smiled coldly, and said, "Seeing that your face is full of holy light, blooming with brilliance, but your heart is so dirty. At this time, are you still thinking of provoking my Chen Fan's feelings?"

Killing intent appeared in the saint's eyes: "I just want to know who to kill will make Great Xia suffer more."

"It seems that it is better to kill them all."

"Gods, don't blaspheme."

Xuanyuan wrapped his hands around the breath of life, and said: "You are not worthy of the word god, it is really ironic that this body of light shines on you."

The light on the saint is even brighter: "Brightness never exists alone."

"Where the light does not reach is darkness."

"And I have never been just the embodiment of light."

"I can also become Satan and punish those who have no faith in the world."

Xuanyuan raised one hand, and the breath of the dragon on his body raised his head:

"I don't care whether you are bright or dark. This is our own forbidden area, and we manage it ourselves."

"You foreign trash, you have no qualifications!"

He exploded in the air, exuding a white violent breath all over his body.

The 020 live broadcast room belonging to Xuanyuan immediately boiled.

"Damn it, Super Saiyan!"

"Nonsense, it's not golden, it's Super Xuanyuan!"

"Awesome!"

"Xuanyuan, I love you."

"Love Fanshen, this skill book is given by Fanshen."

"Xuanyuan is invincible, all gods and cows!"

The anchor also went crazy with the audience in the live broadcast room.

The angry Xuanyuan is so handsome.

Bang!
The storm raged, and Xuanyuan's figure disappeared directly on the spot. The next moment, he had already appeared in front of the saint, and the two-finger Zen pierced the saint's eyes.

The saint raised his hand to resist, but the two fingers passed directly between his palms, and they seemed to sink into the saint's eyes.

The saint closed his eyes subconsciously.Holy light covers the face door.

But the imaginary attack did not come, and the saint secretly screamed in his heart.

Was it... an afterimage?
Bang!
The Saint suffered a sudden blow to the back of the neck, making him stagger.

The next moment, he burst out with holy light, trying to clean up all the existence around him.

"Moment of glory!"

The huge light blade swept mercilessly in all directions, trying to kill all enemies it encountered.

However, Xuanyuan was vigilant and had already left.

"Damn it, the saint really didn't have a good intention to protect the crystal with all his strength!"

Langya cursed, his whole body turned into an ice blue werewolf form, and the crystal ice wall blocked in front of the destiny crystal.

Immediately afterwards, various defenses such as fire walls, wind walls, and earth walls rose up to resist the huge light blade.

The saint desperately released his big move, and the crystal of fate was also hit.

Fortunately, this blow was not aimed at the crystal, and the pressure here was not too great. After some hard work, the crystal was finally held.

"Idiot, calm down!"

"The saint has no good intentions!"

"You idiot still believe him!"

The player from South Australia, who became a saint believer, wanted to make trouble, but was pushed to the ground by a companion in his country, and the other two co-operated to suppress it.

"Why do you keep such a person? Just kill him."

Thunder and lightning condensed in the hands of the blitz fighter, showing his murderous intent towards the believer player.

"Blitz, you can't do this, he can still be saved!"

"As long as the saint dies, everything is over!"

Another player from South Australia rushed to stop it.

Langya frowned and said: "You take good care of him, and you must not let him get close to the crystal."

"I can only look at Xuanyuan's."

Everyone looked up at the sky again.

Xuanyuan crushed and beat the saints.

The saint roared again and again, but there was nothing he could do.

"Stupid Daxia people, no one can stop me..."

Bang bang!

"……become……"

Bang bang!

"For God..."

Bang bang!

"……you dare……"

Bang bang bang!
Bang!Boom!
The saint was kicked off the sky by Xuanyuan, and fell hard into the ground, splashing a large amount of smoke and dust.

Xuanyuan also fell to the ground, panting slightly:

"You talk too much."

His consumption is a bit high, and the long-term explosive state and rapid flight are indeed a bit exhausting.

The saint stood up from the ground, shook off the dirt on his body, held the cross sword in both hands, and his face was no longer calm.

"You...you blasphemer, you will surely be burned by fire!"

"The light will not forgive you, and neither will the darkness!"

"you……"

Bang!
With a teleport-like movement, Xuanyuan kicked him away again.

He frowned and nodded his toes, thinking: "This guy is really durable."

Around the saints, there is always another layer of divine light energy guarding them. This layer of energy has always protected the saints.

Although Xuanyuan has always had the upper hand, because of this layer of energy, his vigor has not been able to hit the inside of the saint.

Otherwise, the Saint's neck would have been broken as early as the first blow.

Although the saint looked embarrassed, he was not fatally injured.

That layer of tortoise shell is really thick.

The saint flew into the sky again, looked down at Xuanyuan on the ground, with endless anger burning on his face.

So frustrating!

Being treated like a ball by others, playing around in the sky and passing it around, how can he be treated as a god?
Xuanyuan must die!

He is even more damned than Chen Fan!
but……

Although anger filled the saint's heart, his reason remained.

Can't beat it, really can't beat it.

If it weren't for the secret technique of divine blessing, he might not have survived Xuanyuan's hands.

Although his own power is magnificent and fiery, but facing Xuanyuan, it seems that he can't use it.

"I will continue to get stronger."

"Not enough, my strength is not enough."

"Today, I will let you go first."

The saint took a few deep breaths to calm down, and his body began to emit peaceful light again.

Xuanyuan frowned.Before, the breath of the saint had been broken by him, and the whole person was a little out of order.

But just now, his breath recovered and became stable again.

He didn't dare to be careless, tried his best to raise the breath in his body, and slowly lifted into the air.

Facing the saints directly, Xuanyuan's dragon reappeared, ready to attack again.

The saint said leisurely: "If you can't kill me, what's the point of continuing to fight?"

"And I can leave at any time."

"Big Xia people, Xuanyuan, I didn't expect you to be so strong. I really want you to become my believer."

Xuanyuan looked at the saint calmly, and said, "The surface is bright, but the heart is dark. A person like you deserves to have believers?"

The saint said: "God, there is no distinction between good and evil."

"He exists to rule."

"You won't understand."

A transparent vigor emerged in Xuanyuan's hands, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.

But the saint smiled and said, "Let's come here today, and before I leave, I'll give you another gift."

He pointed in the direction of the crystal and said:

"look."