He was right in front of him, less than 20 meters away. He held a sword in his right hand and his long robe fluttered in the wind.
Xiang Long recalled the first time he saw An Mihu when he was young and ignorant. He saw his father standing with an old man from afar. At that time, An Mihu was already a white-haired old man. But when he turned around and met his eyes, he felt an indescribable sense of shock.
It was a feeling that made him unable to speak normally and afraid to take a step forward. Later, he realized that it was fear.
"Prince!"
His subordinate suddenly shouted. It was Rode. He often called him by the wrong name. It should be His Highness now.
"I know. We can't fight him head-on. Pang He, restrain him!"
The man named Pang He shouted. Then he bent down and slammed the floor. In an instant, there was a loud buzzing sound. The metal weapons on the deck suddenly flew toward An Mihu. The three people beside Xiang Long spread out. The middle-aged man named Rode rushed to the front. His weapon was a heavy mace.
Countless iron weapons flew towards the Evil Spirit Army God An Mihu. He suddenly drew his sword. No one could see his actions clearly. It was as if his right hand had disappeared in an instant. In the blink of an eye, all the iron weapons were cut down and turned into pieces.
Rode swung his mace at An Mihu's head. At that moment, Pang He controlled the broken metal weapons. They turned into needle-like shapes and flew quickly toward An Mihu.
Facing the encirclement, An Mihu took a step forward. Suddenly, there was a bang. The deck suddenly exploded. A strong wind blew in all directions. It was strong enough to blow away the metal nails. The strong force pushed Rode back half a step. At that moment, Rode felt a sharp pain in his arm. When he reacted, he found that the sword was already in front of his neck.
At this critical moment, someone kicked him from behind. Xiang Long rushed out from behind him. He held his sword with both hands and used the Falling Dragon Style sword technique on An Mihu. An Mihu immediately retracted his sword to block. His sword made no sound, but when it collided with his own, Xiang Long was surprised to see how heavy the sword was.
Bang! The Flying Dragon Special Forces and Rode were forced back. Rode took a few steps back, but he managed to stabilize himself by stepping on the deck. At this moment, he discovered that his left hand had been chopped off. But he did not feel any pain. He glanced behind him and saw Li Sha singing a hymn. The blood on his severed arm was quickly coagulating into a ball.
"How long will it take?"
"A few dozen seconds."
Rhode placed the huge mace on the ground. He knew that he couldn't pick it up again. He looked up and saw that the Prince had fallen into a bitter battle. Both of their weapons were swords, but An Mihu's sword was faster and steadier. There were no fancy moves, but every move was based on the basics of swordsmanship. But when they were linked together, they were as coherent as a peerless divine skill. Even if one knew the path of his sword, there was no way to break it.
This was the strength of An Mihu. He was a peerless genius.
While the two of them were fighting, countless metal shards were flying around them. Pang He was supporting An Mihu so the metal shards could not even touch An Mihu. After a few moves, Flying Dragon was out of breath. He would not be able to hold on for long.
Rode immediately turned his head and shouted at Pang He, who was controlling the metal shards, "Pang He!"
Pang He was shaken by this shout. He looked back and saw Rhodes standing up and kicking the mace. With a bang, the mace flew over to Pang He's side, where it landed with a bang.
Pang He was shocked, but he seemed to understand what his opponent wanted to do. He waved his hand and the mace in front of him flew away.
"Your Highness! Quickly dodge! "
Flying Dragon did not hesitate and jumped back. However, An Mihu took a big step forward and stood in front of him.
"Your Highness!"
Li Sha shouted. Suddenly, a magic circle appeared in front of Flying Dragon. An Mihu immediately raised his sword and pierced through the magic circle. However, Flying Dragon disappeared behind him.
Pang He clenched his fists. The metal around him made a loud noise. Countless metal shards gathered into a metal storm and instantly engulfed the surrounding area.
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the deck of the spaceship. A terrifying force tore a large hole in the spaceship. The spaceship began to lose its balance.
However, in the midst of the metal storm, a sword flashed. With a ding, a piece of rock shot out. Pang He was shocked. He hurriedly raised his hand to block it. However, the rock was too fast and shattered his right arm. Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, his entire right arm was flung backward. Only his skin and flesh were left.
Pang He screamed in pain. In the dark storm, a pair of flaming eyes appeared.
"Emperor's Fist!"
Xiang Long shouted and gathered all his power into his fist. Then, he punched out with all his power. The power turned into a flood that broke the deck, broke the bow of the ship, and dispersed the metal storm.
However, compared to when he was still a Hero, this was less than a tenth of its power. Although this move was powerful, it was not enough to defeat An Mihu. He had seen countless powerful moves when he was alive, but without exception, all of them had been defeated by him.
Sure enough, he appeared at the bow of the ship and stood on a broken wooden plank.
Without the support of the Hero's Power, the difference in strength between An Mihu and Flying Dragon was even greater. Flying Dragon suddenly understood that An Mihu's strength had nothing to do with the Hero's Power. He was not like other Heroes who relied on their power after suddenly obtaining it.
Seeing this, everyone knew that this battle was still hopeless. However, Flying Dragon did not give up. He held his sword and was ready to fight to the death.
At that moment, a fireball hit the spaceship. With a loud bang, the spaceship shook violently. Everyone almost lost their balance.
Taking advantage of the chaos, An Mihu launched an attack. He stepped on the splashing wooden planks and jumped on Flying Dragon's head. Flying Dragon looked up and was blinded by the dazzling sunlight. In the midst of danger, he gritted his teeth and released all his energy. A red, round sarcoma appeared on his chest. The sarcoma was swollen and caused the surrounding muscles to swell. The blood vessels in his body suddenly swelled and the red blood flowed throughout his body.
"Prince! Promise me that you will be a good King! "
Soaring Dragon heard his voice and saw Rhode rushing towards him like an angry bear. Soaring Dragon opened his mouth wide because he realized that he was too late. An Mihu's sword was even faster. He had already arrived in front of Soaring Dragon and clashed with him.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. There was no sound at all. Soaring Dragon opened his eyes wide. He realized that he was still alive. A person appeared in front of him in an instant. It was Li Sha, who knew how to use magic. She was a sorceress from the Li family. She was proficient in healing magic and teleportation magic. At that moment, she used her life to block a fatal blow for him.
She did not even have time to explain.
Hot tears gathered in Flying Dragon's eyes. Flying Dragon saw Rhode rushing towards An Mihu. The wind blew everything away. Flying Dragon directly rushed towards An Mihu. His body emitted a terrifying red light.
However, An Mihu swung his sword and cut off Flying Dragon's other hand. Then, An Mihu stepped on Flying Dragon's body and jumped into the sky.
"Prince!"
It was Pang He. His hand was already crippled. At that moment, a black metal plate suddenly hit Flying Dragon's body. It made a buzzing sound and wrapped around Flying Dragon.
"Pang He?"
He looked at Pang He. Pang He's body was already drenched in blood. He raised his hand forcefully and threw Soaring Dragon away with all his might. He controlled the metal and threw Soaring Dragon away.
"No!"
Flying Dragon shouted. He saw Rhode detonate himself. The magic in his body was detonated by the device. It created a terrifying explosion. Half of the ship was swallowed by the explosion. It instantly fell apart and chased towards the ground.
At the moment before the explosion, Flying Dragon saw an evil dragon blocking An Mihu's path.
Soaring Dragon could only watch as everything happened. He flew towards the horizon like a huge steel arrow. In his vision, the sky had turned into a battlefield. It was tragic and chaotic. Demonic dragons danced in the sky, flying shuttles exploded, and countless soldiers died.
All of this was his fault. He was the one who pushed the soldiers into a dead end.
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