The Last Valkyrie: The Myth of the Deity of All Peoples Comes

He fluttered his wings quickly and said, "Lord Loki, am I wrong?"

"Yes, Lord Loki, don't scare me, don't you know that it is terrible for God to scare God?"

Loki ignored the two crows, and said with a smile to Odin: "If humans really win, what do you think will happen to Valhalla? The reputation of Mr. Zeus has been lost, and you will be the most likely to become the speaker The presence."

Odin's one eye glanced at Loki.

A deep voice sounded: "I'm not interested, Loki, I warned you, the gods, it's not as simple as you think, don't talk about such things in the future, you will die."

Loki didn't seem to have heard Odin's warning at all, and smiled: "Not interested? But, I think it's very interesting, don't you think?"

The two crows nodded hastily.

What can they say, I'm afraid that Loki will catch them and roast them for nothing.

Odin: "I advise you to pay more attention to the battle, you will be playing soon."

Loki: "Battle? Hehe, it is impossible to win. The final result of the gods must be failure. Isn't that what you want?"

Speaking of fighting, Loki's expression was very strange.

Gloomy and scary.

The two crows quickly covered their mouths.

Loki's temper is so weird that no one can figure it out.

He would talk about this and that, completely unable to keep up with Loki's rhythm.

Loki: "This battle, from the beginning to the end, is meaningless, isn't it? Everything is just a lie, but the twilight of the gods is true."

Odin glanced at Loki indifferently. He didn't understand Loki, let alone want to understand. Loki was a complete lunatic.

Odin ignored him.

Instead, he turned his attention to the center of the arena.

The battle between Li Bai and Susano, controlled by Ye Feng, is on the verge of breaking out.

The gods also watched silently.

This wonderful combination, the popularity of the gods is actually not as good as that of a human being.

However, to Ye Feng's disappointment, Susanoo's weapon was not a sword.

The so-called Tiancongyun sword is just a RB knife.

The imitation is still the Tang knife of Chinese civilization.

Ye Feng casually flicked the sword tassel in his hand.

There was a crisp sound.

The long sword was unsheathed due to inertia.

It was thrown into Ye Feng's hands.

Ye Feng held the hilt of the sword, the blade was sharp.

Point the sword point at Susanoo.

After taking a sip of wine, he said leisurely: "The name of the sword is Qinglian, the length of the sword is seven feet three inches, the weight of the sword is seven catties and 13 taels, and the bone is made of cold iron. This sword has never drank blood, so I ask the gods to sharpen it."

Such a domineering statement.

So cultured.

He was stunned by what the gods said.

Cultural people have no way to refute their lines.

Heimdall swallowed even more.

I don't know, but it looks great.

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he staggered and rushed towards Susanoo.

Looks like an alcoholic.

Doesn't look like a master at all.

Not as aggressive as what he said.

"After all, it's human beings. Hey, it's a pity that I have a lot of ink."

"Yeah, look at him, a literati, he doesn't know how to fight at all."

"Are you going to die here?"

After all, all the gods could see that Ye Feng took these two steps, and he didn't look like a master at all.

Susanoo's expression didn't change.

As Ye Feng approached.

He also slowly pulled out the legendary weapon, Tian Congyun Sword.

"You and I are both swordsmen, so let's compete with each other with the sword to decide life and death."

This can be regarded as the highest judgment of the gods on human beings.

Except for Susanoo, when other gods see human beings, they either say they are unworthy, or that they must be killed.

face such a god.

Ye Feng said disdainfully: "Your sword is not a sword, Tang Daoer, it is not worthy."

Susanoo didn't even think that he would be ridiculed by humans for giving him the greatest respect.

You say I can, what do you say my sword does?

It's a pity that Susanoo's eloquence is not as good as Li Bai's.

I couldn't make a fart after holding it in for a long time.

Then, Ye Feng accelerated suddenly.

I saw that Ye Feng, who was originally lazy, was full of sword energy for a while.

Covering every corner of his body.

Ye Feng drank all the wine in one gulp, and threw the jug on the ground.

He said solemnly: "Qinglian Sword Qi."

Susanoo is not a sword, which disappointed Ye Feng a lot.

He was suppressed by the game console of the prop KING again.

Plus all props to improve strength.

This is a long time.

Ye Feng planned to make a quick decision this time.

This time, the reward for the first winning streak is a must.

The gods looked at Ye Feng in amazement.

I don't know why, but Li Bai's temperament changed at this moment.

From a cynical poet to a land sword fairy.

An existence comparable to the gods.

Susano's face was serious.

Only when he is in the sword energy can he know how strong Li Bai's attack is.

Susanoo set up a stance, intending to meet Ye Feng with a sword drawn.

The wine from the sky is spilled like the Milky Way in the nine heavens.

Qinglian's sword energy is extremely sharp and elusive.

The clothes on Susanoo's body were constantly being cut with sword marks.

And he seemed to be still accumulating strength, preparing to draw his sword, wanting to kill Ye Feng at once.

In the eyes of the gods, Susanoo has completely fallen into a disadvantage.

Heimdall: "Li Taibai's sword energy seems to come from the sky, and it is impossible to defend against. Mr. Susanoo can't stop it at all. Could it be that the battle is about to end just after it starts?"

"It's impossible, then what Susanoo, call me."

"Yes, you represent the gods."

"Can such a waste represent our gods?"

All the gods are scolding Susanoo.

Susanoo stared at Ye Feng motionlessly.

The corner of his mouth moved slightly: "I'm not trash, I'm a god, kill."

Draw the knife and go out.

At this moment, the world seemed to be overshadowed.

With boundless green lotus sword energy, Ye Feng and Susanoo passed by.

A storm broke out in the entire Valhalla arena.

The sword energy dissipated.

The two stood back to back, both holding their own weapons.

No one moved.

There are sword marks slowly appearing on the fence wall of the arena.

The gods stared blankly at the two of them.

"What's going on? Did you see clearly just now?"

"Yeah, why don't you move?"

"The victory or defeat of a swordsman is only in an instant, who wins and who loses?"

Loki covered his face with both palms, as if not letting others see his excitement.

"Hahaha, aha, as expected of Ye Feng, amazing, amazing."

"Master Loki, who is Ye Feng?"

The white crow asked curiously.

You have billions of points of curiosity, too much, you are going to die.

Chapter 77 The only god who knows the truth

Loki smiled strangely.

The White Crow knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly shut up.

Curiosity killed God.

Why did he unconsciously pick up on Loki's words?

What kind of mouth is this.

Loki didn't seem to hear the crow's words.

He said as if no one else was around: "With the strength of one person, I have never lost a single battle. The strongest god in Ragnarok, Ye Feng? I really look forward to a fight with him."

If Ye Feng heard this sentence, Ye Feng would probably drop his jaw in shock.

This product has a bug?

How would he know?

Odin on the side has been staring at Ye Feng in the center of the arena.

It was as if he hadn't heard Loki's words.

But his heart was like a stormy sea.