People in the sandbox, starting from the moment they land on the ground and become gods

Erica looked at Su Nian with some worry. She could only sigh at the disasters that Sardinia had suffered.

In just a few days, the island has experienced several wars that could have destroyed it.

First it was Mekal and Veleslana, then Su Nian and Mekal, Athena, Lancelot and Mekal.

Then there is the Marquis of Vauban, and now Tony.

Although it is clear now, at least Su Nian's situation will not become uncontrollable.

But Erica couldn't help but worry.

As if he had seen through Erica's thoughts, Su Nian waved his hand casually and said.

"Don't worry, it's just a pure sword fight. What could go wrong?"

"Come, lend me your sword."

You wouldn't use a holy sword for a fight, would you? That would be a bit of a waste.

To deal with Tony, an ordinary sword is enough. Didn’t you see that Tony was using an ordinary standard knight sword?

"Yes, King."

As she spoke, Erica took out the Heart of the Lion King from her magic space and handed it to Su Nian.

Su Nian made a sword flower and commented.

"It feels good. This sword is barely enough."

Then Su Nian pointed the tip of the sword at Tony and said.

"Begin now. Let me see if you truly deserve the title of Sword King."

"Then let me show you my magic sword!"

Silver light began to generate from Tony's shoulder, and then spread to the sword, turning the ordinary knight sword into a magic sword emitting terrible cursed power.

"I swear this! I will not allow anything to exist that I cannot cut. And this sword is an invincible blade that can cut and slice through everything on the earth!"

Along with the spiritual words uttered at super speed, the slashing blow that tore through the heaven and earth suddenly came towards Su Nian.

However, at this time, Su Nian raised his sword and slashed lightly.

A colorless sword energy with a hint of star-like brilliance shot out from the tip of Su Nian's sword.

It was clearly an ordinary slash, but it gave Tony a sense of crisis far greater than that of Luo Hao.

Even when he was sparring with Luo Hao in swordplay, Tony had never felt so frightened.

Whoosh!

Tony's eyes widened as he watched the sword energy cut through his magic sword like a hot knife through butter.

He immediately showed a look of surprise.

"how come?"

"I already told you, I'm not good at swordsmanship."

Su Nian sighed and put away his sword. How come he had cut through space again?

This is the feeling of helplessness brought about by excessive attainments in space.

Well, this was one of the reasons why Scathach kicked him out.

What Su Nian practiced was not so much swordsmanship as it was the outward manifestation of his power over space.

Even Scathach couldn't tell for a moment whether this was Su Nian's sword intent or his swordsmanship.

puff!

Blood splattered out. In front of the sword energy that was so sharp that it could even cut through space, Salvatore Tony was cut in half without any hesitation.

Even his most proud Protection of Steel was of no use at all.

"Brother, you're not good at swordsmanship, right?"

Tony looked at Su Nian speechlessly, then dragged himself to pick up his legs and placed them on his lower body.

With the God Slayer's powerful self-healing ability, they grew together in a few seconds.

Of course, it was also because the wound Su Nian cut was too smooth.

For some reason, Tony, who thought he was carefree and good-tempered, had an urge to hit someone.

Well, he wanted to strike Su Nian with a sword!

You call this bad swordsmanship? You call a swordsmanship that can even cut through space bad?

"In my opinion, your swordsmanship is even better than that demon from the Far East."

"I really don't know what kind of expression that demon will have after seeing your swordsmanship."

Then Tony left with a big laugh, just looking at Tony's back.

Su Nian's mouth twitched, he really wanted to remind Tony.

Your lower body is crooked...

"Then our next stop will be Dongfang, and we'll visit Luo Hao while we're there."

Su Nian lay on Erica's smooth thighs, emptying his mind and thinking.

Chapter 259 It’s not good, it’s very bad

In Hong Kong City, a villa on Shek O Peninsula, inside the Lu Mansion.

Lu Yinghua, wearing training clothes, was practicing his stance in the courtyard.

As a direct disciple of the martial arts king Luo Hao, Lu Yinghua, who is only sixteen years old, has already mastered martial arts to an extremely high level.

Even within the Five Hells Holy Sect founded by Luo Hao, only a very few elders could say that they were definitely better than him.

There are only a handful of people in the world who are so young and have such profound martial arts skills.

Even Liliana and Erica, who are also top geniuses in this world, cannot compare with Lu Yinghua.

However, Lu Yinghua didn't feel anything about this. He himself didn't even take martial arts very seriously.

As for why I study hard every day, no matter how hard it gets, it’s just a habit.

After all, who made him be chosen by Luo Hao as his personal disciple since he was young? Even if he didn't want to.

Because of Luo Hao's oppression, he even became more and more disgusted with martial arts and women, especially beautiful women.

"Master, breakfast is ready."

The old housekeeper of the Lu family walked out of the courtyard and said to the young man who was snoring softly with his eyes closed.

"Master?"

Well, Lu Yinghua has trained himself to the point where even if he is unconscious, his body can automatically get up at five in the morning to practice boxing.

Just like today.

The old butler realized that he had failed to move Lu Yinghua, so he spoke in a very low voice.

"Eating breakfast at 6:30 is the rule set by the Holy Master."

Brush it!

Lu Yinghua's eyes lit up. He clasped his hands together, faced the east, and slipped to his knees.

"Disciple Lu Yinghua wishes Master great success in literature and martial virtue, and a long life."

The old butler next to him was no longer surprised by this. Ever since coming down from Mount Lu, his young master had been doing this every day.

It’s nothing, I’m just used to it.

Lu Yinghua sighed, stood up and patted the dust off his training pants, like a sage, revealing a sense of vicissitudes of life that saw through everything.

"Mr. Lu, is there any new news about the Last King in Europe?"

Lu Yinghua had a vicissitudes of life look on his face... or rather, an emo look. He went to the hall to have dinner. When he was on his way to the restaurant, he asked the butler.

"The intelligence we've gathered is already on the dining table."

The old butler replied calmly, but his words inevitably revealed a hint of pity for Lu Yinghua.

Hearing this, Lu Yinghua nodded, then came to the front of the restaurant. While eating soy milk and buns, he picked up the documents on the table and began to review them carefully.

Lu Yinghua looked at it for a long time and sighed.

"It's not good, it's very bad!"

"what happened?"

The old butler who was making tea asked with some confusion.

Lu Yinghua said with a headache expression.

"Based on the current information, it is almost certain that King Arthur is the last king who has been missing for 1,500 years."

"Could it be that the intelligence was wrong?"

The old butler asked with some doubt. After all, the Five Hells Holy Church's control over overseas gangs was not very strict.

It is normal to be careless.

"No, although overseas spies have many tricks up their sleeves, they dare not be careless in this regard."

Lu Yinghua shook his head and couldn't help but complain.

"Unless they have someone like the leader standing behind them, they simply can't be so bold."

"That's really impossible."

The old butler looked solemn, and then spoke with a little hesitation.

"But how can we report this information to the leader?"

"It's just a headache because I don't know how to explain it."

Lu Yinghua sighed and said.

"If we don't explain it well, someone might die."

When Lu Yinghua thought of his master, his body began to tremble.

The next target of the Last King is the King of Martial Arts, and the other party has now subdued the four kings in Europe.

This information must be reported to Luo Hao, but how to report it is another problem.

"Besides, we don't know who is stronger, King Arthur or Master."

When Lu Yinghua said this, his expression was very helpless.

"According to the intelligence, on Sardinia Island, the other party killed the Wolf King with a single sword strike."

"And the King of Swords seemed to have challenged King Arthur, but was ultimately defeated."

If Luo Hao was confident that he could defeat King Arthur, everything would be fine, but what if he couldn't?

After all, the Last King is the one who is responsible for purging the godslayers and saving the world.

No one dared to say whether there was a godslayer more powerful than Luo Hao before him.

It is said that Wang Mang, who founded the Xin Dynasty, was once a godslayer and was eventually eliminated by the Last King.

This led to the collapse of the Xin Dynasty.

To do this, they must prepare in advance.

Even to the Holy Lord!

"If the Holy Master is defeated, it will be bad."

Lu Yinghua said this with some concern, but for some reason a hint of excitement appeared in his heart.

This is not good, this is really too good... No, this is not good.

The thought of that scene happening before his eyes.

He felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if his heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand.

I don't know why, but the corners of my mouth couldn't be stopped and kept rising up little by little.