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Chapter 331: The Tall And Mighty Warrior

Fang Yu let out a breath, raised his hand and swung his long sword lightly.

The terrifying heat and flames on the glowing sword gradually dissipated, and then returned to its original form.

The aftermath of the Rising Sun Knife's blow left a golden sunset-like afterglow in the void, and the scorching mental pressure contained in it did not dissipate for long.

But the most shocking thing is this.

The red-hot blade didn't touch anything else, but the radiant aura it produced swept across the earth like a waning moon, stretching for several miles, burning the distant mountain peaks to ashes, and the flames along the way turning the earth into lava.

Hundreds of thousands of phoenix flocks unfortunately flew directly under the flames and were instantly destroyed.

Please watch this scene.

Bren Hill's heart was a little shaken, because the temperature was so terrifying.

Even the king-gods of Asgard can hardly resist the flames on the face of the sun!

Brun Hill's heart was pounding again as he looked at Death through the hot, twisted, blurred void, and he couldn't stop the angry change on his face.

I saw the Goddess of Death who used to be like a queen, so tall and so proud, but now she looked pitiful and abnormal.

The Blade of the Rising Sun, sealed all the flames on the blade, instantly destroyed the protective magic she created, and after burning her death cloak with destructive power, half of her body was wiped out in the high temperature!

boom!

With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the broken ground collapsed again.

Hela was lying in the broken and collapsed deep pit. Her tight black leather armor had long been burned by the flames and disappeared from the waist down, leaving only the scorched upper body. Her breathing was weak, and she was in danger of disappearing at any time.

She is still alive, thanks to Helheim's meditation.

If it weren't for the controller of this hell to continuously increase his energy, he would have died under the blade of the rising sun long ago.

Although Hela, who has the support of Helheim's underworld, is slightly inferior to Fang Yu, she cannot be defeated so quickly, let alone be so miserable. Even if she is defeated, she may stagnate

But the problem is...

In order to avenge Asgard, Hela infused her artifact Night-sky sword and death cloak with the death essence from Hellheim, keeping all hell in a constant "shortage". All hell is in a constant state of "lack."

Such behavior naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of Helheim's hell will against him.

Therefore, the combination of these two conditions has led to the situation we have today.

He would never have done such a thing if he hadn't had ten pounds of water in his head!".

You must know that the overall strength of the hell lord is related to the entire source of hell. The stronger the source of hell, the stronger the lord. Conversely, the stronger the lord, the stronger the source of hell. It can be said that the two promote each other!

But Hela did the same, and all I can say is that she did nothing wrong by swallowing this loss.

how can i say that.....

Perhaps self-inflicted.

Fang Yu landed slowly, looked at Hela with disdain, and said. "You lost, Hela."

"But...damn it!"

Grabbing the battered Night-sky sword with both hands, Hela bent down and forced herself to stand up, with fire in her eyes: "Don't think it's over, I can still fight, come again!!!"

The tradition of Asgard must be celebrated here.

I don't know how this old man Odin, who is undoubtedly a very good statesman himself, a good-natured old fox with a dark face, accustoms his sons and daughters to acts of recklessness.

Thor, even magicians are prone to this, they like to stab people with daggers when they don't use magic, and now even Hela is like this, does Asgard have reckless lessons?

"Boldly."

Fang Yu nodded slightly, reluctantly acknowledging Hela's fighting spirit, but there was a sarcastic gleam in his eyes when he said it. "However, when you have only half of your body left, and you can't even arouse your magic power, how are you going to fight me?"

"For the glory of Asgard!"

Hela was high-spirited, with martial intent shining in her eyes. She kept one hand on the ground to keep her upright, and pointed her broken sword the color of the night sky at Fang Yu with the other hand, and said: "I, Hela- Odin Sen , challenge you in the name of the Goddess of Death!"

Calm words, full of firmness! She said.

Hela knew it was beyond her ability, she raised the knife like a carefree berserker, determined to keep fighting like those souls who seek to fight and die!

Seeing Hela like this, Bren Hill suddenly realized some inner difficulties.

Even if the two sides stand on opposite sides, it is inevitable that they will have a little respect for the soldiers who died gracefully.

"The king of the gods...my master." Bren Hill made his own voice through mental pressure: "Hela has issued an ancient challenge to you, if...

If you want to answer, you need to announce your name in front of the great gods Odin and Gungnir, and have a holy duel. "

"Duel?...I understand. Since this is your choice, I respect your wish." Fang Yu's eyes sparkled slightly, and he said solemnly. "Fang Yu-Carl, Spirit King of Midgard, accept your challenge."

"Midgard.....Spirit King?"

Hela was taken aback for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "Can a powerful person like you be born among these humble and insignificant people?"

"Who gave you the illusion that it is impossible for a strong person to be born among human beings?" Fang Yu closed his eyes slightly, and he said with a smile. "Did you know that the race that rules the world is these humble and insignificant people you see?"

The insignificance of man?

You probably didn't see the Voyager army at the beginning.

That group of giants who spread all over the heavens and worlds destroyed hundreds of worlds with every move, and they are all pure people!".

"What do you mean?" Hela frowned slightly, not quite understanding Fang Yu's words.

"It's okay, let's get started."

Fang Yu shook his head, pulled out his knife from his belt, and said flatly. "Since it's a so-called duel, there should be a place. I just want to use it to pay my utmost respect to you, Hela, the god of death."

"....this couldn't be better!"

A blue light flashed in Hela's eyes. For her, she could make her enemies pay the greatest respect. "Fang Yu-Carl, in order to repay your respect, I will use my last strength."

The shape of the "卍".... Let's decide!"

Fang Yu's thin lips were slightly opened, he held the saber upside down, and with the aura emanating from the depths of his soul, he slowly let go of his hand and opened the book.....Jing Yan

!"

"You actually let go of your weapon on your own initiative?"

Hela frowned slightly, a little unhappy, feeling that Fang Yu underestimated her too much.

But what happened next completely changed her mind, and even made her tremble inexplicably, vaguely feeling the arrival of misfortune.

When Blade fell slowly, the moment it touched the ground.

The ground suddenly rippled like water, and then the blade was inserted directly into it, and disappeared without a sound. .