Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Phyllis felt sorry that he was also a warmonger, but he was unable to have a satisfying battle with Su Ming.

Because he just swung his sword again, creating a gap in the triangular formation.

"The sword of the East is so strong that it can exert such power."

The one who was most deeply touched was of course the Sword God Lu Jiewei, who was amazed at the first contact.

The sword techniques he knew were limited to chopping, slashing, piercing and stabbing.

Every time you swing the sword, as long as you master these sword techniques to perfection, you can unleash unparalleled power.

But Su Ming's sword was domineering yet beautiful.

“Thank you for making me understand that messiness is also a kind of aesthetics.”

Lu Jiewei drew his sword again and poured all his strength into the triangular formation.

He already possessed the strength of the Supreme God, and with the addition of the Trinity, his divine power rose to an indescribable level, instantly overturning the arena.

The white god on the side had a flash of light in his eyes: "This sword is enough to kill me."

The God of Light, wherever there is light, he will be there.

But this sword contained the terrifying power of annihilation. With one strike of the sword, all the light was instantly annihilated.

"He is the Most High God!"

The gods of the Slavic pantheon could not believe this conjecture.

After all, he is too young.

"The Eastern pantheon is complex and intricate. It is not a single pantheon. It is said that any sub-pantheon they can pick out can rival us."

In other words, under the great pantheon, the monopoly gods of the small pantheon,

It is very likely to be at the saint level.

"The Supreme God is not a monopoly god. His existence is very strange. He possesses all aspects of a human, but he is not a human in essence. I once heard a legend about the taboo of fate. It is too ancient..."

Not sure whether it is true.

The great prophet of the Slavic pantheon looked at Su Ming frantically.

But the more I read, the more my heart trembled and my blood boiled.

Can't even look at it.

If I keep looking at it, my eyes will probably be blinded by the light.

"Attack him from both sides to restrict his movements, so that Rujevi's sword will hit him 100%." ​​said Jindun Ia.

The divine axe Radi rose up in response and blocked Su Ming's retreat.

The terrifying power of the golden triangle pressed Su Ming so hard that he could not move.

Lu Jiewei saw hope: "You can't dodge this sword."

Su Ming glanced sideways and responded with a smile: "When did I say I wanted to hide? Seeing you being so simple and crude, you can't comprehend what is called... Heart Sword."

Boom!

A hole opened up in the heart, emitting a ray of incandescent light.

Li Bai's gift of the sword to him was just an introduction. The key to the heart sword lies in the heart.

I thought it would take decades to cultivate a sword of the heart.

But Su Ming's heart has gone through many vicissitudes and was even poached by a saint.

When it was planted back again, the prototype of the heart sword had already taken shape.

Lu Jiewei only caught a glimpse of a corner of the Heart Sword and his eyes trembled.

"What is this? Why can swords be played like this?!"

Lu Jiewei couldn't tell whether it was the sword heart or the sword in the heart.

I really can't see clearly.

He believed that the sword could kill people all over the world, and killing power was the fundamental thing.

But he integrated some weird things on top of the killing power.

"I can't help it. If I don't remove my killing power, you will die."

Su Ming said calmly.

The Heart Sword can kill people or not. The essence of fighting does not necessarily have to be aimed at killing.

Moreover, he had no grudges against the Slavic gods, and this was just a test.

Even if he defeated Sventovit and took over the pantheon, but all the gods in the pantheon were killed, wouldn't that mean he would be taking over in vain?

"You have no intention of killing, but my sword won't allow it."

Only when his killing power is at its peak can he unleash his greatest strength.

Lu Jiewei had no way to retreat, and he aimed his peerless sword at Su Ming's heart.

But after some hesitation, he still moved a little aside, hoping to save his life.

The corners of Su Ming's mouth curled up slightly. If it weren't for this detail, he might have really failed and killed Lu Jiewei.

After all, Su Ming was hiding somewhere they couldn't see...

Two petals of golden flowers.

"Go to sleep and wait for your new master." Su Ming said in a deep voice.

Once the heart sword comes out, any peerless sword will be useless.

Su Ming's sword actually pierced through Lu Jiewei's heart.

All of a sudden, his vision became blurred and he lost consciousness.

Su Ming was unwilling to let it go, so he opened and closed his hands, entangled with the left and right.

"Are you a trinity? The one who uses the sword has gone."

"You guys should go along too."

Fairy light burst out from Su Ming’s palm, condensing into a fairy axe and fairy shield.

"not good!"

Before Golden Shield Ia and Divine Axe Radi could react, their aura was shattered and their eyes closed.

Sword God Lu Jiewei even had a close-up, but the two of them had nothing.

The gods below were filled with fear and trepidation: "This is too terrifying. He who holds a sword is the Sword God, and he who holds a shield is the Shield God."

No wonder he dared to challenge the Lord God, this move is a testament to that.

But the gods were more horrified: "Did the three warriors fall just like that?"

It's impossible. The Lord God will not let these three loyal servants die, but here comes the problem.

What's the point of fighting if the purpose is not to kill.

Buzz!

At this moment, the arena was shaking, the sacred path was humming, and flashes of light and shadows were scattered.

Scenes flashed through the three warriors’ world of consciousness.

When the gods saw this, their faces froze instantly. It was not just a series of pictures, but a common feeling among all the gods...

Memories of old times.

Especially the White God, who was born at the beginning of the world and was the first god born in the Slavic pantheon.

Unfortunately, with the change of eras, the White God and the Black God have been greatly weakened in both status and power until now.

Bai Shen smiled: "What the higher-ups mean is that it's our turn."

The Black God smiled at each other, and punched out a dark flame.

The terrifying power of the underworld swept over, and the two supreme gods stood up in response.

The three samurai witnessed and experienced that era firsthand.

Through those memory fragments, the new gods finally remembered.

"The old-time pantheon was ruled by these two."

Before Sventovit, the White God and the Black God were the original rulers.

Su Ming also knew that these two gods from the old times were very powerful.

"After changing into this younger look, I really can't recognize her."

Bai Shen snorted and laughed: "Oh, you are not used to it?"

Afterwards, the White God and the Black God wiped their brows and turned into two white-haired old men. This was their true appearance.

Once upon a time, the position of the co-leader of the pantheon was taken away by Sventovit.

The White God and the Black God once thought that the East and the West should be ruled separately.

This also led to the brief era of East Slavic pantheon and West Slavic pantheon, but this era did not last long and was ended by Sventovit.

Kurokami was a quiet man who spoke little, but he still spoke.

"It seems like you've been waiting for a song since we came on stage."

"Don't worry, your wait won't let you down."

Two skies suddenly appeared above the arena, but one of them was the ground.

Light and darkness are two mutually exclusive forces and are difficult to combine.

Including the gods' understanding of these two supreme gods.

They are mortal enemies...