Invincibility starts from strengthening everything

People seem to have come to a strange place, and their eyes are full of confusion.

But obviously nothing has changed.

But I always feel that something is missing.

Su Wei came back to his senses because of the appearance of Zhuang Yan's summons.

"Sword Immortal, come and watch the battle."

Watch the game? What battle are you watching?

Su Wei didn't ask, because he already had a guess.

When they got outside the ship, there were a lot of extra people, Su Wei recognized most of them were the overhaul of the divine cabin.

Apart from Zhuang Yan, there was only one other fit monk, that black-faced man.

Guan Long was standing in front of Zhuang Yan to salute, when he saw Su Wei approaching, a voice like Hong Zhong came rolling over.

"Why are you so slow!"

"Just got the news."

"That's true, you are outside the cabin, and the news is a bit blocked."

Su Wei didn't answer, and glanced at Zhuang Yan, who was concentrating on the top of his head, and everyone's eyes were on there.

There, there are Horn Tower Ships, obscuring all starry sky from view.

At this time, in the picture with the horn clan spaceship as the background, a man stands in the void with his hands behind his back.

The man looked very young, his black hair was loose like a waterfall, his face was pale, and he looked haggard. His sleeves were very wide, and in the weightless and airless environment, the sleeves danced silently due to inertia.

A white sword in front of him swayed up and down with the man's breathing.

The man is very strange, but Su Wei knows who he is.

The only Mahayana monk on the Asgard spaceship is revered as the God Venerable, and he is always perfect.

What the cultivators on board felt earlier, what was suddenly missing from the spaceship, was him.

The man and the ship have long been one, and when the man leaves suddenly, the ship loses its most important component.

At this point, the ship is a dead ship.

A human being, but a living being, a powerful living being.

Chang Wuque was standing on the edge of the membrane outside the flying bridge, and he could walk into the building with one step.

"Watch the battle... God, who do you want to fight?"

"War requires fighters, the mighty Zhanjiao Clan!"

"Keep winning?"

"I don't know!"

"What are you fighting for?"

"Fight for survival!"

No matter what Su Wei's position was or what his status was, at this moment, he couldn't control his mood and entered a strange situation.

Such a strong man is about to fight, what a magnificent picture will this be?

The spectators are very excited, because this is equivalent to seeing the end of the universe.

Excited, so excited.

They were all waiting for the most solid backbone to act for the current crisis, and now, he finally acted.

Moreover, it is the most passionate way.

Challenge the enemy directly!

At this time, at this moment, no one cares whether it is victory or defeat, because in the fight for survival, only the battle itself is the most important.

So, why fight, fight for survival, such exciting words will satisfy everyone.

However, after all, some people cannot ignore the empty nature of this answer.

Fighting for survival is passionate, but is it really good for survival?

Since Chang Wuque made the move, he might have a good chance of winning. However, the problem they are facing now is not only the horn race, but also other alien races that are getting closer.

After defeating the horn race, there is no chance to avoid those alien races.

What's more, if you offend the Horn Clan, how can you face the wrath of the Horn Clan? Will their future voyages be full of despair after all?

So, why fight? Chang Wuque's plan, what is it?

Su Wei looked at Chang Wuque, and he could only watch, because if he used his spiritual sense to scan, that person would have completely merged with the space and could not be distinguished from each other.

The realm of the unity of heaven and earth.

It was agreed to select a group of good hands to carry out the task, but the first one to take action was the boss himself. So, what to do after selecting them? If it's a last stand, shouldn't it be time to reveal the mission content?

It's easy for Su Wei to think a lot, but soon he didn't have the time to think about it.

Because the big man from the Horn tribe appeared.

It was comparable to Guan Long's figure, but more majestic, just standing there quietly, as if oppressing the stars and dimming their light.

The look of the horned man is naturally contemptuous.

He spoke in the way that monks usually communicate in space, so the spectators could also "hear" what the other party was saying.

But do not understand.

Chang Wuque can communicate with each other fluently.

"My lord, do you know the Horn language?"

"Master Zunshen once wandered alone in the universe after his cultivation was successful, but he is an old man, and he doesn't have the energy to master too many foreign languages. In fact, everyone finds this kind of troublesome. A common language has long been created among the interstellar civilizations dealing with other races."

"Can you speak? Can you translate it?"

Su Wei said to Zhuang Yan.

"Go back, I don't want to kill you."

"However, I don't want my people to become slaves forever."

"Hehe, will the outcome change if we fight or not?"

"You overlooked one thing, the weak one is my group, not me."

"The fallen human race, what can come out on the table!"

Zhuang Yan translated.

Su Wei's eyes flickered slightly, and he noticed the word slave.

Sure enough, did the bosses already know the consequences of being held hostage?

Will become a slave? Arresting them on purpose to make them slaves?

When the last sentence was uttered, the horned man had already made a move, and his ordinary arm turned into a giant arm with green scales, intending to use this random and terrifying way to blow Chang Wuque away.

Chang Wuque raised his finger, and the white sword in front of him moved to his side.

The cyan giant arm collided with the white sword.

The giant arm is like a load-bearing pillar in the hall, and the white sword is like an embroidery needle in a woman's hand.

Embroidery needles against load-bearing posts.

Don't take an inch!

The monks of Asgard Palace were excited. Although they didn't make friends like they were watching a show, they all showed admiration and excitement.

The horned man's eyes flashed, it was not surprising that the opponent resisted his move, but it was not easy if the weight was lifted lightly.

Zhuang Yan said: "It's kind of interesting, it just so happens that this journey is boring, so I'll play with you!"

"I originally only prepared one condition, but now I want to add one."

"condition?"

"I'm going to ask you to promise me one thing after winning. Now, it will become two things."

"Really think you can beat me?"

"I only need to think about what happens after I win. As for losing, I don't need to think about it."

The horned man and Chang Wuque stayed away from the two spaceships. If such an existence made a move, one mistake could cut off the Asgard spaceship.

Fortunately, there are no other benefits in the universe, only a wider field of vision, a little farther away, which does not affect the viewing of the battle.

Chang Wuque didn't use any other means, only a sword, flying around the whole body, the method of the horned man was also very simple, that is, he turned into a green-faced monster, and punched him with his physical strength.

The people on the boat, looking at the battle scene, are simply ordinary.

However, if you consider the distance between them and the two warring parties at this time, you will know that the mediocrity here is equivalent to Gu Tianle's appearance.

Every seemingly simple confrontation will cause the spectators on the hull to feel a layer of ripples passing over their bodies.