The Most Powerful Bodyguard-Chapter 742: Kings Confront Each Other, War on the Brink!
Actually, not only did Shiya Jie find it unbelievable, but even Mo Feile not far away also found it difficult to imagine.
With all Ten Swords having such power, how strong must the king of the Ten Swords, Moonlight Emperor, be?
"Slash!"
André shouted loudly.
Boom!
Three massive colored sword lights surged from his long sword, then cleaved at Red Dust.
Red Dust, upon seeing the attack, calmly dodged it and continued closing the distance.
"That guy has rich battle experience! He’s seen through it; Red Dust wants to approach him."
Mu Qingcheng, observing the distant battle, said softly.
"So what if he sees through it?"
Yang Yan spoke calmly, a confident smile even tugging at his lips:
"As long as one is in this world, there will inevitably be Red Dust Qi."
"And as long as one is a sentient being, there will inevitably be emotions."
"And these things are absolutely unable to escape Red Dust’s sword."
At this moment, Three Thousand had already enveloped the area with a peculiar ability. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
The battle over there would no longer affect the real world.
"Greed!"
After repeatedly launching ranged attacks, Red Dust also slowly swung the sword.
Seeing the blade coming directly at him, André furrowed his brow tightly.
He felt something within himself disappear at once.
However, he couldn’t quite say what it was.
Helplessly, he had to keep slashing at Red Dust.
"Envy!"
Red Dust whispered two more words after dodging André’s next attack.
"Damn it! What’s with this guy? Isn’t he still far from me?"
As Red Dust swung the sword once more, André experienced the same bizarre sensation.
This time, the feeling was even stronger than before.
"Joy!"
Red Dust continued to wield the longsword, again uttering two words.
And André stepped back a bit further.
"What exactly did you do to me?"
André, looking at Red Dust, said angrily.
"Anger!"
Ignoring André’s words, Red Dust swung the sword again.
The still-angry André found himself calm immediately after Red Dust’s sword fell.
As if the angry person before wasn’t him.
"Idiot! He took away your emotions; you’d better keep away from him."
"Otherwise, if he keeps swinging, you’ll become a real emotionless fool."
A voice like a silver bell spoke from afar.
"Kamiel, why are you here?"
Upon hearing the silvery voice, André retreated.
"Not only I came, but the King also came!"
"The King knows you won’t gain any advantage against Moonlight, so he brought us here."
Now, in front of André stood a girl with long silver hair.
This girl looked very cute.
Not tall, her silver hair fell to her heels.
Yet her complexion was very pale, barely showing any red.
But her lips were painted bright red, exceptionally striking.
"The King came?"
André looked at the girl in surprise.
"Yes! I’m here. How’s it going? That Heartless Sword is a bit troublesome, right?"
While André was talking with the girl, a man in a golden robe emerged behind her.
This man was entirely enveloped in the golden robe.
Without his voice, it was unclear whether he was male or female.
"Oh! The main player has finally come?"
Yang Yan faintly raised his eyebrow, smiling as he looked at the man in the golden robe and slowly spoke:
"Stop it, Red Dust, let me meet this so-called King."
Upon hearing Yang Yan’s words, Red Dust instantly sheathed his sword and walked silently to his side, standing with hands clasped.
"Very impressive ability, being able to sever the opponent’s emotions. I’ve never seen such an ability before."
"But I wonder if this ability permanently strips emotions or has a time limit."
The man in the golden robe spoke with a voice full of magnetism.
"There’s surely a reason why your subordinates talk so much!"
Yang Yan laughed coldly and continued:
"In Huaxia, we have a saying: ’The upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked,’ and ’Above leaders, below followers.’"
"You talk so much, no wonder your subordinates jabber on."
"Impudent!"
A burly man beside the golden-robed man said angrily at Yang Yan:
"You dare speak to the King like that; kneel!"
Fatty looked at this man, full of murderous intent and said:
"Who do you think you are? You dare speak to our King like this? Kneel? Do you want to die?"
Yang Yan lightly waved his hand:
"Ha... don’t bother with them, just make a move!"
"Since the main player has arrived, others are no longer important."
Yang Yan finished speaking and drew Star Night.
Bang!
In an instant, the entire space seemed to tremble slightly, his aura surged and climbed rapidly.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
As Yang Yan’s aura continued to rise, stones quickly detached from the ground, floating in mid-air.
Strangely, these floating stones seemed squeezed by something, crumbling into dust instantly and scattered into the air.
Seeing Yang Yan prepare to act, the man in the golden robe also extended his right hand.
Similarly, a disturbing aura erupted crazily from him.
"Leave here quickly, go as far as possible, my place can’t withstand their battle!"
"Once they start fighting, Hawaii might become history."
Bai Yuanming said.
"Master, are you saying their battle might erase Hawaii?"
Zhang Xie’an said, surprised.
"It’s very possible."
Bai Yuanming looked at Yang Yan and the man in the golden robe, frowning:
"These two are the very top powerhouses. If they fight, the consequences are unimaginable."
Their aura had already reached its peak.
Yang Yan slowly raised the Star Night in his hand, pointing to the sky.
He was very serious at this moment.
Even when he went to annihilate Baiyu City last, he wasn’t this serious.
Visible was the immense pressure the man in front of him brought.
Similarly, the man in the golden robe seriously regarded Yang Yan, without a hint of ease.
Their epic battle was about to begin, and the air seemed to solidify.
