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Berserk.

An unparalleled berserk.

The moment Jing Yunxiao's two attacks struck out, the expressions of everyone around changed greatly.

"Hurry and retreat, the farther the better."

"Those who want to live, don't just stand there."

Many people in the crowd cried out in alarm.

And then, like a riot, they all madly retreated to the back.

They were well aware that if they stayed where they were, their injuries would not be as simple as death. They might not even be able to keep their lives.

To lose his life in order to watch a battle, wasn't this too unfair?

As everyone frantically retreated, the White Tiger and Green Dragon phantoms finally collided into Zhuge Ao's attacks.

At this moment, the sky was dark, the earth was shaking, and even the ground was shaking. It was hard to describe the scene.

Destruction.

It was a kind of destruction.

In that split-second, the crowd could no longer see the two figures on the field, nor did they have the time to look. Because in that instant, the surrounding walls collapsed, buildings collapsed, and trees fell to the ground.

At this moment, everyone was busy fleeing for their lives.

In the arena, Jing Yunxiao and Zhuge Ao did not have the slightest thought of escaping.

The attack was already launched. At this time, whoever chose to retreat and who chose to escape would suffer a heavy injury. There was only one way and that was to use their strength to completely defeat the opponent.

"Little bastard, do you think that you can deal with me by multitasking? You're still too naive. "

Zhuge Ao did not have any fear, his body only left behind a stream of light, and collided with the White Tiger and Green Dragon.

Boom! Boom!

The golden blade hacked down towards the White Tiger's head.

But how could the White Tiger be so easy to deal with? Seeing that Zhuge Ao's blade was about to land on its body, it suddenly jumped in time and used its strongest defensive iron palm to clash with the golden blade. With a loud bang, Zhuge Ao and the White Tiger were pushed back a few steps.

"Innocent? Do I think you're the naive one? Emperor Dog, I will take your life today. You have to give it to me, even if you don't want to. "

And just as Zhuge Ao was pushed back, Jing Yunxiao found an opportunity.

At this moment, he immediately controlled the green dragon simulacrum to fly in the direction Zhuge Ao had retreated in.

"Is that so? Do you have the ability to do that? You overestimate yourself? "

Zhuge Ao was naturally not an ordinary person, upon seeing the green dragon attack, he immediately flipped in the air, and then used the golden blade in his hand to slash at the green dragon's body again. With this slash, the force of desolation became extremely powerful, directly slicing the green dragon's shadow into 30 meters.

"Awoo, awoo."

The green dragon simulacrum roared, as though it was extremely angry, and in the next moment it rushed towards Zhuge Ao even more ferociously.

"Roar! Roar!"

In the instant the Azure Dragon Phantom rushed over, the White Tiger wasn't willing to fall behind and continued to launch its powerful attack.

"F * cking Emperor, I'm really curious, just where did your confidence come from?"

Jing Yunxiao sneered, this time he did not hold back at all.

The sword in his hand slashed out in mid-air.

A burst of sword force rose up like the sun in the sky, flying straight into the clouds, then also fiercely struck towards Zhuge Ao.

Just like that, three attacks rushed towards Zhuge Ao at the same time.

"Annihilate."

Zhuge Ao's heart sank. With the golden blade in hand, he slashed several times.

After several strikes, the green dragon simulacrum that struck him immediately shattered into pieces, dissipating into the air.

Although the green dragon simulacrum had disappeared, Zhuge Ao had already used up half of his energy.

However, the image of the White Tiger didn't give him any time to rest.

Seeing the White Tiger coming at him with bared fangs and brandishing claws, Zhuge Ao had no choice but to continue to use force to block it, and then unleashed several more attacks, finally exhausting most of his energy, successfully dispersing the White Tiger's image.

The green dragon and white tiger image disappeared into the air. Zhuge Ao was ecstatic.

However, before he could express his joy, Zhuge Ao's face suddenly became gloomy.

Within the smoke and dust, he also felt an imposing manner. It was the might of a sword. It was vast, powerful, fierce, like a vast ocean. Moreover, the sword force got closer and closer, and it was getting fiercer.

"Damn."

Zhuge Ao finally reacted.

But there was no time for him to dodge.

Without a choice, Zhuge Ao could only use his last bit of strength to concentrate on the golden blade in his hand. Then, like a huge wave, he raised it and clashed against the sword force.

"Clang! Clang!"

"Whooosh."

Boom! Boom!

Sounds of metal colliding rang out. The sound of wind being torn apart suddenly caused by the hurricane as well as the enormous momentum created by the collision of the two attacks. These three sounds rang out at almost the same time, causing the entire imperial city to erupt with explosive sounds.

The royal family didn't know that such a thing had happened in the palace. They were all frightened and hid in their hiding spots. The busy street had suddenly become empty.

The storm raged on for a long time.

After a long while, the scene finally calmed down again.

The people who had fled earlier were now carefully approaching the square. They couldn't help but be curious, what was the result of this battle?

As they got closer, the dust and smoke in the plaza had already dissipated by more than half.

This time, everyone was once again able to see the exact same scene as before.

Two figures could be seen in the arena.

One stood proudly.2

The other collapsed to the ground.

The only difference was that the proud man's face was pale and the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be lacking. However, he didn't seem to be seriously injured, and as for the paralyzed man on the ground, he was in a very sorry state.

Everyone's reactions were also different.

There was no longer the sound of breathing in cold air, no longer the terrified expression on his face.

The scene was deathly silent, not a single sound could be heard.

There was only one expression on everyone's face, and that was a blank look.

Moreover, this kind of reaction lasted for a long time.

After a while, there were some discussions at the scene.

"His Majesty has lost. He actually lost to Jing Yunxiao, who is at the third level of the Xuanwu Stage."

"I never would have thought. I really never would have thought." This Jing Yunxiao brat is actually so terrifying, truly a young man born of a hero from the ancient times. "

"This Jing Yunxiao is too terrifying, is he even human? This is a monster. "

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Because at that moment, they could clearly see that the figure who was standing so proudly was still Jing Yunxiao, and the figure who was so battered that he had collapsed on the ground was Zhuge Ao.

What did this mean?

This meant that Zhuge Ao had lost completely, and had lost completely at the hands of Jing Yunxiao.

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