Scrap Miss Nishiki

Chapter 438

Lester stood on the top of the wind and cloud, overlooking the bottom, saw the boiling sea surging, the blood-colored sea water rushing towards the top of the wind and cloud, and retreated again, watching the famous or unknown strongmen of Fengyun sea and land gradually approaching the top of the wind and cloud , Lester couldn't help smiling, and looked into the distance with shining eyes. Over there was the direction of Blue Soul City!
Lengshuang...he silently recited this name in his heart, and his heart suddenly softened. Suddenly, his face turned cold, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at the sky above Fengyun Peak!

The smoke has risen, and the wind, cloud, sea and land, who is in charge of the ups and downs?

"The deity comes here with people, Leicester, the once-in-a-thousand-year battle of gods has arrived!"

As Leng Shuang's voice fell, the din of the strong people on Fengyun Peak also gradually fell, and everyone saw the sky above Fengyun Peak, Leng Shuang, the lord of the gods in black, standing on the black man covered in the flames of hell. On Luan's body, black flames kept jumping, so enchanting.Leng Shuang didn't have a sword in his hand, but everyone felt a conflicting sword energy coming. Unconsciously, the eyes of the city lords around Leicester darkened for a moment, and there was a hint of doubt in their expressions.

Following Lengshuang, there are more than 100 members of the Kraken team, as well as the 270 six Xeons who were imprisoned in the Prison of Light, as well as generals such as Hei Luan, which can be described as complete.

A group of people stood in the sky, covering the clouds and the sun, the black flames stained the clouds, the sky was full of haze, the cool breath blew past, the top of the wind and cloud was like the end of the world, proud and isolated.The slender body of the dark god Leicester stood at the highest point. He looked up at Lengshuang, his bewitching eyes filled with thick mist, and turned to look at the city lords around him. It ended in the failure of the Dark City, and what puzzled him was that Leng Shuang was obviously injured, why did it seem...not abnormal at this moment?

Lengshuang's gaze swept across Leicester's Ice and Snow Goddess, the Great Demon King Yaoyu and others, and finally fell back on him. The two remained silent for a long time. A burst of cold air burst out from the moment when the two looked at each other, seeping into their bodies, some couldn't help but took a step back.

Leng Shuang withdrew her gaze, glanced at the ghostly Nine Nether Man beside her, lowered her eyes to look at the Nine Nether Blood Python that had not yet awakened on her wrist, and did not reveal the worry in her heart. The Nine Nether Man let the beast into hell , I don't know what happened to the god of death.

The battle of gods is about to begin, but she doesn't want to destroy Fengyun Hailu. If there is a melee, Fengyun Hailu will surely fall into the boiling sea and be lost forever.

"Lester, let's change the way of confrontation!" Lengshuang said suddenly, raised his eyebrows at Lester, and suggested.

Lester raised his lips, with a hint of a smile on his face, and a strange gleam in his eyes. He didn't want to ruin Fengyun Hailu. The war of gods was the end of the matter between him and Lengshuang. Thousands of years ago What he owed her has long been repaid, and after a thousand years, he just wants to fight again, for his heart, for her...

"Okay, how do you think the master of the gods should fight?"

Leng Shuang turned around and glanced at her partner, raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Why don't you say this confidently: "Why don't I choose three of them to fight against your people, and win two out of three games. They represent the deity. If the deity loses, the deity loses..." Her voice resounded through the top of the wind and cloud, Zhu Qiang looked at Leng Shuang, the master of the gods in disbelief, with complicated emotions, if the master of the gods lost , that means she also lost, is it worth it?
Everyone is asking themselves, if they are the master of the gods, can they be so confident?

Zhu Qiang secretly shook his head in his heart, they couldn't do it, not because they didn't believe in the strength of their partners, but in the battle of gods, the loser would have to pay a heavy price, no one was willing to try, not even Lester. Try it easily, but now... Zhu Qiang took a breath, clenched his fists, and found that his palms were already sweating.

For a moment, the top of the storm seemed as silent as the night, only the occasional turbulent waves crashed on the shore, and the back waves passed the front waves, leaving a bloody spot that never faded...

"No, if the Lord of the Gods loses, there will be a price to pay..."

For example, if you fall into the abyss, you will never become a god.

The reason why the battle of gods is held at the peak of the wind and cloud is because the meaning of the peak of the wind and cloud is different, and because there are rules between heaven and earth here, anyone who fights here, and anyone who loses will fall into the abyss. From now on, he can't take a step forward, and he can never become a god. For Lester, if he agrees, he will use his wealth and life as a bargaining chip to make a big gamble with Lengshuang, the master of the gods!
Once he agreed, he fell into a dilemma...

Losing and falling into the abyss, he is not reconciled.

After winning, Lengshuang fell into the abyss, he was reluctant.

"There is no need to end it in such a decisive way between us, right?" Lester's tone was soft, a little unbearable. He must win this battle, and even if he is at a disadvantage, he will try his best to get back. It's something unknown... He suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to pass through layers of dark clouds, and landed somewhere. What the man told him was definitely not false. In order to dispel Leng Shuang's thoughts, he spoke provocatively. Said: "Dare to ask the master of the gods, do you have the sword of the gods?"

As soon as Lester's words fell, she saw Leng Shuang's face change drastically. Looking at Lester's smiling eyes, Leng Shuang knew that Lester already knew about the destruction of the Excalibur. Suddenly, her gloomy eyes were stained. Putting on a cold smile, Rose, the goddess of order, can predict the future. Can she predict the outcome of the battle of gods?

"Lester, you don't have to try anymore. You can either agree to win two out of three rounds, or commit suicide in front of this deity. I believe that the goddess will collect your body for you." Leng Shuang said with a sullen face. She couldn't bear it, but what Lester did thousands of years ago made her extremely angry. People are really contradictory. I wish Lester could go to death and remember the old friendship, but if Lester is not dead, how can he overcome? Where is the Goddess of Order?
"Okay, my god promises, may the master of the gods go to the abyss, and never turn over as a slave in this life."

Leicester raised his eyebrows and turned to look at his subordinates. He won two out of three rounds, and he had to win the first round to boost morale. Leng Shuang didn't say that he couldn't play, and thought he had caught the loophole in Leng Shuang's words , Lester held his head up, signaling Yaoyu to come on stage.

Yao Yu nodded, he wanted to wash away the previous shame.

Leng Shuang saw Yao Yu playing, and after a momentary silence, someone recommended himself: "My lord, let Chi Yan play!" The Venerable Chi Yan looked anxious, as if he had a grudge against Yao Yu.

Leng Shuang glanced at the two of them, one was covered with demon flames, cold and arrogant like a peerless fierce god, the other was as hard as iron, and his whole body was crimson red. The two faced each other, which was a bit interesting.

(End of this chapter)