Emperor Yassin sneered and remained silent. (High-speed update)
"Bah! Don't be so stubborn! Trying to stall for time and wait for reinforcements? Haha, I advise you not to waste your time. The other Demigod- level powerhouses in Zenit are already in dire straits themselves; they don't have the life to come to your aid, haha!"
Having been cleaved away by Emperor Yassin's One Sword, Alves's face still held resentment. He arrogantly provoked Emperor Yassin, deliberately trying to demoralize him.
Emperor Yassin remained unmoved.
In fact, the fact that Lampard, Hasselbaink, and Batistuta had not yet come to their aid had already made Emperor Yassin suspect that something might have gone wrong. He had no doubt about Chambord City's loyalty, but he couldn't figure out what could have caused these three Demigod- level powerhouses to run into trouble at the same time.
"My patience is limited, Yassin. What's your decision?" Busquets urged, frowning.
"Heh, these four little dogs from Barcelona dare to bark so arrogantly in front of me?" Emperor Yassin's disdain was undisguised. Even surrounded by the four, he still looked down on four tiny insects who dared to challenge his dignity like a divine dragon from the heavens.
"You're asking for it... kill him!"
Alves couldn't wait to make his move. He clenched his fists in the air and slashed down from afar. A hundred-meter-long sword of Dou Qi, its body swirling with a blood-red aura and its blade covered with strange and mysterious runes, sliced through the void and slashed down towards Emperor Yassin.
Busquets sighed, lowered his head, then raised it again. His expression instantly turned fierce, bursting with killing intent. He raised his hand, and an extremely terrifying blue-red power flame shot out.
Masiqielanuo remained expressionless as he formed hand seals, and ancient, solitary peaks, each a hundred meters in size, descended from the sky like shooting stars, suppressing Emperor Yassin.
"So you're the mysterious powerhouse who appeared in the Southern Frontier back then. Today is the perfect day for revenge."
Pedro had already recognized from the aura of power that Emperor Yassin had previously displayed that Emperor Yassin was the mysterious half-body powerhouse who had appeared in the Southern Frontier. He opened his arms and embraced the void, and as his waist twisted, a lifelike fire dragon roared and flew out from the hollow formed by his arms, its blood-red maw devouring Emperor Yassin.
"Hahaha, do you really think that I, the Emperor, cannot do anything to you?" Emperor Yassin laughed loudly and roared, "Sword! With the Dragon Fist as my sword, with the True Dragon Emperor's aura, I reign supreme! Slash!"
As soon as he finished speaking, golden dragon energy suddenly surged up from all parts of the capital, like wisps of steam, and attached itself to Emperor Yassin. This made his Sword Domain suddenly become pure in color, indestructible, and powerful, just like True God.
Like a peacock spreading its tail, golden phantom swords unfurled behind Emperor Yassin with a clang, carrying an incomparably powerful aura, transforming into streaks of light that slashed fiercely against the wind!
The roars of dragons echoed throughout heaven and earth.
"How so?"
What kind of power is this?
"My God, the legendary power of a king! This is the Power of Faith! Yassin has actually mastered the method of condensing faith?"
The four powerful figures from Barcelona all paled. Their Extreme Dao techniques shattered the moment they touched the tiny golden sword energy, their killing intent remaining fierce and undiminished as they hurtled towards the four.
Boom boom boom boom!!!!
The four powerful figures were enveloped in the radiance of their primordial domains, hastily using their domain power to solidify a barrier and withstand the sudden killing blow.
However, the sharp sword energy was like a leech, piercing through the solid barrier of the domain. Layers of energy surged and exploded, and even the domain power could not recover. The terrifying explosive force finally injured the bodies of the four Demigod- level powerhouses.
"Puff!"
"Ah..."
Busquets and the others coughed up blood, retreated rapidly, their eyes wide with disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.
" Dragon Fist as Sword, Imperial Sword Qi, Slash!" Emperor Yassin showed no mercy, the sword screen behind him opened again, transforming into a second wave of light, rapidly slashing towards the four powerful figures.
A terrifying stream of light shot towards the vital points of the four powerful figures.
This pure golden light carried an indescribable and terrifying aura; its sharp killing intent was enough to pierce through everything. Even Demigod- level expert would be doomed if struck in the body.
The four members of Busquets had their domain destroyed by the first wave of pure gold Dragon Fist Sword Qi. Seeing that they could not stop it, they all instantly flew away.
Just then, an unexpected event occurred—
Four red and blue figures, moving as fast as lightning or as if slowly moving backward in frozen time, suddenly appeared between the pure gold sword light and the four Demigod powerhouses.
These four figures, identical in appearance, extended their fingers almost simultaneously, clamping down on the pure gold sword energy with lightning speed. With a slight flick of their wrists, a sound like metal breaking echoed through the air. Then, the pure sword energy, powerful enough to kill Demigod, transformed into wisps of golden mist and vanished into the air.
call--!
In the next instant, the four red and blue figures swayed gently, merged into one, and transformed into a single person.
Emperor Yassin's pupils suddenly contracted.
What terrifying power! It shattered my Dragon Fist Sword Qi with effortless ease...
This person's strength has probably reached the legendary level.
The person in front of me was only about 1.7 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, with short chestnut hair, a very ordinary hairstyle, and a very ordinary face. His small eyes were slightly narrowed, his nose was very prominent, and he always had a smile on his face that was almost shy but extremely arrogant and conceited. He looked to be just over twenty years old.
This young man, facing Emperor Yassin, did not display any particularly powerful aura, appearing as an ordinary person, yet he gave Emperor Yassin an extreme sense of threat he had never experienced before.
In a split second, Emperor Yassin remembered a name.
The name of a brilliant genius in Barcelona, hailed as the most incredible genius in a millennium.
Leo Messi.
A legendary figure in Barcelona, second only to the king, an idol to countless Barcelona warriors, an unparalleled genius, and hailed as the strongest in the continent's premier military power.
Some people have even begun to compare this young man to the Continent Martial Saint Maradona.
Surprisingly, at the height of the battle Barcelona Empire and the Madrid Empire, and with Chris Ronaldo, the unparalleled prodigy of the Madrid Empire, seemingly invincible, the Barcelona Empire actually dared to send this pillar of strength to the Northern Region to participate in the Battle of Zenit...
Emperor Yassin's heart began to sink.
The motives of the Barcelona people in starting the war are no longer a question.
It must be for that secret.
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