C319 Everything is ready except for the east wind

Then, it would constantly collapse and break. This kind of corrosive tactic caused Chen Yuyang to feel that the ground was trembling. He never thought that the magic that the God Level experts used would have such destructive power, but it was only magic after all. In front of the Eastern Swordsman, Western Mages did not even have the ability to retaliate.

Mozart looked at King Arthur, his eyes filled with unremitting emotions. However, King Arthur was not discouraged, and before he could finish his moves, green sword Qi started gushing out crazily, bringing with it the breath of life. He laughed, "As expected of the Blood Emperor, you have mastered such a forbidden technique. And look at this move of mine! "

King Arthur threw the scabbard of his Sword in the Stone into the sky and shouted, "God's will, the breath of life, grow crazily!"

Suddenly, the huge rock started to emit a colourless radiance, enveloping the sky above the castle. The large purple rose on the ground had disappeared, and was replaced by a new round of wild grass growing, a new round of random grass stabbing. This situation made Mozart feel extremely uncomfortable, constantly jumping his body, not letting the wild grass and trees pierce his skin.

From below, Chen Yuyang could see everything clearly, and he said doubtfully, "Primal Chaos!"

As an outstanding figure in the ancient times, Chen Yuyang had a very clear understanding of the concept of Primal Chaos. Back then, when the primal chaos first appeared, it gave birth to Pangu, and the aura of Primal Chaos was the source of all living creatures. It had no color or tinge, it was only primal chaos.

Currently, King Arthur's Sword in the Stone did not have much Chaotic Force, but the true Chaotic Force was able to give birth to the chaos of all living things. The power of chaos also had a unique characteristic, which was irreversibility. Once unleashed, it was irreversibility, so that he could eliminate the Great Rose of Mozart.

If this tiny bit of energy was used in battle, it would allow the person in the battle to instantly recover to their peak state. It would not hurt them, and it would also be impossible for them to be injured.

Facing the Sword in the Stone's perfect restoration ability, Mozart had no other choice. This was equivalent to battling an undead for eternity, as he faced King Arthur and repeatedly used his dark magic to seriously injure King Arthur. However, in an instant, King Arthur recovered and started to fight with him, which gave him a headache.

"Dark Sacred Sword!"

"The majesty of a king!"

The two of them began to fight, one at a time. Mozart had to defend against the tree branches that grew from below, which made the battle quite bitter. As for the twelve Knights of the Round Table, they waited until this radiance of Primal Chaos shined upon them before charging forward together towards Chen Yuyang.

In their hands were cold weapons equipped with holy light, but their power couldn't be underestimated. The Earth Blue Wolf appeared beside Chen Yuyang once more, wanting to stop this group of crazy people, but it was stopped by Chen Yuyang who sneered: "Let me do it, I'm a little itchy!"

The Ash Wolf nodded, looking at the gleeful King Arthur in the sky with a hint of schadenfreude. He thought to himself, [There are times when you can look good on me.]

As King Arthur fought in the air, he observed the twelve Knights of the Round Table below. Today, his main goal was to eliminate the man from the East. He wasn't in the mood to fight with Mozart. He was trying his best to stall for time, trying to kill the man who started this trouble under the light of the God's battle spirit.

Facing the twelve armored Knights at the round table, a long sword suddenly appeared in Chen Yuyang's hand. This sword was one of the ten great ancient swords from the east, the tyrannical Tai Ah, it was gifted to him by Number Two, and after going through Chen Yuyang's continuous forging and adding of various ingredients, it had already become a divine weapon. Although it was not as powerful as the Origin Sword, it was not too far off.

As soon as the sword appeared, the world changed color. Thunder rumbled in the sky, startling Mozart and King Arthur.

The sword following his heart, was the highest secret of the Carefree Sword Technique, holding onto the Sword Qi Chen Yuyang, he went down, and fought against the twelve Knights of the Round Table, relying on his powerful body and Witch Clan to take on all of them. At the beginning, the Knight of the Round Table was puzzled. Was this fellow as miraculous as the legends say? Did he not have any powerful spells? So the more we fought, the braver we became.

Only the Ash Wolf knew that his emperor was just teasing him. He had been unrivalled for too long, so he needed some people to practice with him.

Ruth watched the fight nervously and asked, "Uncle Lucifer, he … he'll be fine, won't he?" From the looks of it, he doesn't seem to be that good? "

A black line appeared on Lucifer's forehead. Not good enough? Lucifer had seen Chen Yuyang's methods before. He could tell that Chen Yuyang did not use his full strength, and that wisp of green flame was still lingering in his mind. It was a terrifying existence.

After fighting for a while, Chen Yuyang suddenly felt that it was boring. These swords that had been infused with the Holy Light could not hurt him, and he had no chance of harming himself. Why?

Chen Yuyang suddenly jumped away and helplessly shook his head: "It's boring, boring, and truly boring. Alright, it's time to play anyway, it's time to send you and your highness on their way!" The twelve Knights of the Round Table could still understand Chen Yuyang's words. They were furious.

Chen Yuyang's sword started to be enveloped by a purple flame, the power of the flame was extremely blinding, causing them to not dare to look at it directly, Chen Yuyang laughed and said: "A sword walks on a dragon, a prideful sword reaches the heavens, a sword strikes the Central Plains!"

The power of the three consecutive strikes was tremendous. Countless purple flames began to burn, burning the trees on the ground to ashes. Chen Yuyang's sword was still moving, and King Arthur was still watching from above. As he stared, he started to cry out in alarm.

At the same time, the black light heavily struck King Arthur's body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. However, under the light, he stood up again, wiping the blood off his mouth, and sneered: "Mozart, you cannot win against me. With my Sword in the Stone, you cannot win against me, absolutely not win!"

However, when he saw the twelve Knights of the Round Table below, he could no longer laugh, because he saw an incomparably huge golden hand swatting at the twelve Knights of the Round Table, as if it was swatting flies.

Chen Yuyang was still playing. He did not seem to have enough fun, it was not over yet. Only now did he realize that this was the true ruler of Demon Clan, this was the true power of an Emperor. At this moment, he was also flying in the air like a fly.

However, this was not the end. Every time Chen Yuyang's huge palm struck, these Knights of the Round Table would sink into the ground for half a minute, and then, just like that, they would bury their entire bodies in the ground. Then, whoever appeared out of nowhere, with the light of the Primal Chaos shining on them, these Knights of the Round Table would be indestructible, but their bodies were already buried in the ground.

After a while, Lucifer finally reminded them, "Chen, stop playing. Let's just keep them here!"

Chen Yuyang looked at Lucifer suspiciously, and laughed: "Alright, alright, you Westerners are always so strict with your words!"

Chen Yuyang then said loudly towards the sky, "Sir Mozart, it's time to end this. Get out of the way, let me do it!"

Mozart hurriedly moved aside, only to see a bone-piercing sword flying straight towards King Arthur, not giving him the slightest chance to catch his breath. King Arthur was stunned, wanting to use his Sword in the Stone to block the sword, but the sword remained in front of his chest, but the tyrannical Taia was not affected at all.

A hole was left in the Sword in the Stone through King Arthur's body. Although King Arthur was in pain, he still gritted his teeth and shouted, "Hahaha, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Chen Yuyang did not care about him at all, as the Tai Ah Sword pierced through King Arthur's body while flying towards the Sword Sheath of the Sword in the Stone above his head. The reason why the Sword in the Stone was called miraculous was because of the sword sheath.

Chen Yuyang pointed to the sky and laughed. King Arthur also felt that something was amiss and watched as countless small pieces flew over his head and landed in front of him. Without the light of the Primal Chaos shining on him, the cave in King Arthur's chest grew larger and larger.

This scene caused Mozart to feel terrified. If that sword attack hadn't been aimed at King Arthur, then he would have been penetrated as well. Such a powerful force was already deeply engraved in Mozart's heart, and it was difficult to erase. He began to consider the possibility of cooperating with Chen Yuyang.

However, the Sword in the Stone was indeed worthy of being called a divine tool. After being knocked down, it would once again condense and remain in perfect condition on the ground. He could only wait quietly for the next King Arthur to appear.

Just like King Arthur, there were also the 12 Knights of the Round Table. Chen Yuyang arrived at the center of the castle compound and heavily stomped his foot, causing the entire ground to sink down, revealing the heads of the 12 Knights of the Round Table. Their heads were all covered with dirt, and Chen Yuyang stomped his foot once again, causing the 12 of them to jump out of the soil.

Looking at the 12 Knights of the Round Table lying on the ground and wailing, covered in filth, Chen Yuyang laughed: Master Mozart, what should we do with these people?

Mozart coldly said, "Just kill him!"

"Alright, I'll listen to you!" Chen Yuyang's smile did not decrease, with a wave of his hand, the 12 Knights of the Round Table slowly turned into piles of yellow sand, golden sand. This move was used to intimidate and intimidate Mozart. Mozart was also intimidated and what kind of power was this? It could turn a person into sand.

Just like that, the twelve of them had silently disappeared without a trace.

At this point, the era of King Arthur of England had passed. The current generation of King Arthur and the twelve Knights of the Round Table were the saddest. Not even their remains were left behind, making the citizens of England forget about the legendary hero.

The whole of the British Peninsula was now at the end of the fog, just like the sky above London, where there was not a trace of sunlight. The misty London was like a misty island, and at this moment, the castle of the palace of Mozart Dracula was filled with people, almost all of them golden eagles of the Strigoi, princes or dukes.