The protagonist in this game is a bit crazy.

Chapter 236 Yan: A King-level head, stepping on

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The scorching sword light swept past, heading straight for Xueyi, who was still bending down to look at Ge Xiaolun.

Feeling the intense heat emanating from behind, Xueyi abruptly stood up, crushed the sword's edge with her backhand, and roared angrily:

"What do you want to do?"

"Dry!"

There were no further answers; a single word summed it all up.

Before the words were even finished, several more sword beams came slashing down.

Behind the sword's edge was Yan, who was wielding a sword and slashing at him.

"Water chestnut! You think I'm easy to bully?!"

Faced with Yan's sudden attack, Xueyi raised her hand and conjured an ice shield to block the attack; then, she took out a sharp sword and held it in her hand.

The sword's edge was scorching hot, while the ice shield was chillingly cold.

Their fighting spirit was high, and their mental fortitude was astounding.

Blazing!

Like hot oil being poured into a pan, or a knife slicing fermented bean curd; as the smoke billowed, a streak of light swiftly slashed down with lightning speed.

Unlocked!

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Where the sword fell, there was only the thief.

No longer bound by justice, Yan seemed to have broken free of the shackles in his heart; his eyes rolled back as he swept across the battlefield, and thunder surged in his palm to suppress the villains.

The might of the Thunder God of War is on full display at this moment.

Facing Yan's impressive display of power, Xueyi was equally unwilling to back down.

The moment the ice shield melted, endless frost spread out on its own.

As Yan stepped into the Frosty Land, the frost suddenly transformed into ice spikes, which unknowingly surrounded her in a sea of ​​ice spikes.

"They're just left-wing guards; it's not like I haven't fought them before!"

Amidst the swirling frost and mist, a figure darted left and right, striking towards a certain location.

After some precise calculations, Yan and Xueyi finally met at a certain point of intersection.

Ding ding ding.

The rapid clanging of metal against metal rang out, occasionally punctuated by the sound of thunderous explosions.

Fortunately, the onlookers were all extraordinary beings; otherwise, the aftershocks alone would have been enough to end the lives of ordinary people.

"A king-level combatant like you needs to use the frost-covered sky to hide your tracks when fighting a third-generation god like me."

"Looks like your so-called demon lieutenant isn't all that great after all."

Arrogant words mixed with disdain and contempt rang out abruptly from the frost-covered sky.

It seemed as if they were deliberately trying to provoke Xueyi's heartstrings, or as if they were looking down on Xueyi's timidity.

Just as Xueyi was about to speak in rebuttal to Yan, she saw the lightning in the sky suddenly surge.

Immediately afterwards, an even more disdainful voice rang out from the frost.

"Thunderstorm - Slay Evil! Hehehe!"

Accompanied by eerie laughter that sent chills down one's spine, bolts of lightning swept across the entire battlefield indiscriminately.

Whether it's Xueyi hidden in the frost or Ge Xiaolun lying dead on the ground;

Even the silver-haired Lianfeng and his companions, who were just watching the battle, were all subjected to a brutal baptism of lightning.

"Damn it! He's a complete lunatic."

Faced with seemingly endless thunderbolts, Xueyi had no choice but to retreat to the ground.

It's true that she has king-level combat power, but battles between gods are more about mutual struggle and tug-of-war.

Looking across the known universe, how many gods would start with a powerful attack like Yan?

Faced with Yan's fighting style, even a King-level player like her is forced to temporarily avoid her sharp edge.

Despite having numerous advantages, she can only showcase them after Yan's ultimate move.

Unless she is willing to expend several times the energy to open the insect portal and forcibly transfer all of Yan's attacks elsewhere.

In this way, although it would be possible to defuse Yan's offensive and avoid such a sorry state, it would require several times the energy, making it a completely unprofitable deal.

"Activate the secondary biological engine - amplify the thunderstorm at full power!"

"Target locked: Blade Master Sheeyi"

Seeing Xueyi's disheveled state, Yan naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to kick her while she was down.

A third-generation god fighting a king-level being is inherently disadvantageous.

During their first close-quarters encounter, she already knew that she would lose in a prolonged battle.

Going straight for the ultimate move is the best and most promising option for her.

At that moment, she seemed to understand Su Chen's thoughts.

ummm

I don't care about your King-level ranking or anything, just survive the ultimate attack first before you talk to me about King-level.

Once you've survived my ultimate attack, then we can talk about the so-called King-level advantage.

As the secondary biological engine was activated, the already violent power of the thunder surged dramatically.

Yan raised his lightning-encased sword high in the air, looking down at Xueyi, who reigned supreme on the ground, like a god descending to earth.

"You should be glad that they are bound by justice, rather than all of them being as unrestrained as I am."

"King-level? Ha!~"

The sword slashed down, and the dragon formed from lightning rushed straight towards Xue Yi's face with overwhelming force.

The world was silent; at this moment, only the supreme dragon remained, surveying all living beings in the world.

No dust everywhere!

There was no loud roar!

It's as simple as slicing tofu with a knife, so why bother with elaborate decorations?

When the Supreme Thunder Dragon dissipated, Xueyi's figure was nowhere to be seen.

Yan glanced indifferently at the spot where Xueyi stood, took a step forward, and once again swung his sword at Ge Xiaolun.

Although this sword strike lacked the power of the previous one, it was still merciless and aimed directly at vital points.

"Stop her!"

Seeing the sudden burst of sword light, Lianfeng snapped back to reality and shouted urgently:

"Ge Xiaolun has not yet received the injection, and his genes are in a forced dormant state."

"Water chestnuts, water chestnuts, water chestnuts."

As Lianfeng spoke urgently, Xueyi, whose form had been scattered by the thunder dragon, suddenly appeared.

Forcibly condensing the scattered particles, it blocked Yan's attack in front of Ge Xiaolun.

It was already a hasty move, and Yan's offensive showed no mercy whatsoever.

Unsurprisingly, the particles that Xueyi had condensed were once again scattered by Yan.

Only a beautiful head remained in the original location.

Watching Yan gracefully descend from mid-air, Xueyi opened her mouth with her remaining head, about to curse:

"Yan! You have no martial ethics!"

"Stepping on the head of a king-level being must feel quite tactile, right?"

A soft voice rang out, forcibly immobilizing Xueyi, who was casting a spell, in place.

Gazing at that hateful, stunning face, Xueyi put on a pitiful expression and pleaded:

"Sister Yan, let's talk this out, we sisters can't be cowards~~~"

If Yan were to actually step on her face, her reputation as a newly promoted King-level combatant would be completely ruined.

Even if they return to fight again in the future, they will still be unable to wash away the stain of being humiliated by the third generation of gods.

Keep your anger to yourself; you can always find a chance to get revenge later.

Once a stain is formed, it's truly impossible to wash it clean.

Imagine! In the past, when kings met and talked, they would start with:

I, a King-level being, have never been trampled underfoot by a third-generation god. What about you?

!!!

Yan glanced at Xueyi, whose eyes were exceptionally clear, and then bent down slightly to pick up the exquisite head.

After gently wiping away the dust, he smiled warmly and said:

"Then shut up and don't delay me; understand?"

"Understand!!!"

It was a gentle smile, but in Xueyi's eyes it was more demonic than a demon.

When a demon kills, it's nothing more than a head falling to the ground.

Yan, on the other hand, prefers shrimp and pork heart.