"Oops!"

In the distance, Shen Fusheng's Haoran Righteous Qi Chakra was shattered, and his blood marrow also returned to dormancy in his body.

Xiang Ming Palace and Deng Guanlou both thought that the Haoran Righteous Qi Wheel was the instrument of the Heavenly Chosen Inheritance, so after destroying the Haoran Righteous Qi Wheel, they did not continue to kill Shen Fusheng.

Of course, the two of them don't bother to entangle with an ant endlessly.

Hearing the low voice in the distance, Shen Fusheng's heart jumped suddenly, and his palms trembled.

Failed!

Jing Qingsu still failed after all.

Zhao Chu, the beast that couldn't be trapped, finally came.

Alas!

A punch hit the ground, and Shen Fusheng almost suffocated.

......

"Shaozong!"

In the distance, those elders who had dissolved the Yuan Instrument looked at each other one by one.

Unstoppable!

Jing Qingsu finally failed to stop Zhao Chu from coming to his death.

"Shaozong, let's go. ”

"Shaozong, run away, the farther you escape, the better!"

"Shaozong, what are you doing now!"

Duan Xuehan and Ku Yunjin beat their chests and feet, trembling with anger.

......

"Huh?"

"The eleven disciples of the Green Tribulation, it really has some meaning. ”

Luo Guangliu raised his hat slightly and looked into the distance.

The void twisted like a grimace, as if a giant beast had been chained by countless chains, finally shattering the confinement on its body and falling out.

Under the shadow of the giant beast, a black-robed figure, with his head down, walked slowly.

He didn't go fast.

That's right.

No one could understand what his emaciated shoulders were carrying.

......

"The breath is strong and the pace is steady. ”

"Although it is only the Jindan realm, he has already broken the limit of Jindan, and he is enough to kill the Yuan Baby. ”

"Eleven Disciples of the Green Tribulation, you are the strongest Jin Dan I have ever seen, there is no one!"

King Yue Luo's ears moved, and his brows furrowed slightly.

......

One-step!

Mountains and rivers cracked.

One-step!

Plants and trees are flying.

One-step!

All beasts kneel.

......

A few breaths.

The young figure that was moving forward in a twisted way slowly walked over.

His black hair was flying, his cheeks were handsome, and he was calm and terrifying.

Like a bottomless well, or like a stubborn stone that has been beaten by wind and rain for thousands of years, his expression is always so calm.

And the calmer it was, the more Zhao Chu's heart was churning and murderous.

......

Duan Xuehan, Duan Xuerin, bitter book, bitter cloud jin......

Ji Dongyuan, Liu Yueyue, Fang Sanwan, He Jianggui......

There are also many elders who used to drink and talk......

All autolyzed elements.

They are almost risking their lives to resist the two demons.

And how can I escape?

......

"Third child, you idiot, are you in the shit? What are you doing when you come back, get out. ”

Ji Dongyuan roared angrily, and he almost stepped forward to bite someone.

"Shaozong, you ...... What are you doing here?"

Ku Yunjin's eyes glistened with tears.

......

In the distance, there were some Yuan Babies who did not have autolytic elements, but were also ready to autolyze, and they also looked at Zhao Chu in surprise.

Wang Junchen is special and cannot be autolyzed.

But he was also desperately prepared.

Zhao Chu's appearance made everyone stunned.

He...... It really shouldn't have been.

......

"Woo!"

"Woooooo

In the Jichi Holy Land camp, Qing Xuanle was sealed with the ability to open his mouth.

She looked at Zhao Chu's figure and couldn't help but have tears on her face.

It's going to die!

If you show up, you're going to die.

......

"You are Zhao Chu, the eleventh disciple of the Green Tribulation!"

Zhao Chu's figure was getting closer and closer.

It's like a huge volcano in motion, although it's just a golden pill, but that bare spirit is definitely not a pig fed with pills.

Deng Guanlou squinted his eyes and asked indifferently.

"I thought the eleven disciples of the Green Tribulation were some kind of characters. After a long time, it turned out to be just a Jindan peak, which was simply laughable and generous. ”

"Those idiots are right, escaping is your way. ”

Xiang Minggong sneered.

......

"What's the use of talking so much nonsense!"

"Who's coming first?"

Or ...... Come along!"

Zhao Chu stopped.

The withered sword in his palm shook, and the ground under his feet collapsed into the distance layer after layer.

Killing thoughts!

Zhao Chu's killing intent, like a sharp giant sword, made hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers buzz and tremble.

......

"Eleven Disciples, you are too arrogant. ”

"Deng Guanlou, I'll fight first. Don't worry, I won't behead him. Later, after the elders heal him, you will go again. ”

"Our bet remains the same!"

Xiang Minggong took a step forward and twisted his neck fiercely.

"Agreed!"

Deng Guanlou nodded indifferently.

Wager.

It's still time.

Whoever defeats the Eleven of the Green Tribulation will win the less time it takes.

......

"Just ants, I defeated you, three moves are enough!"

Thundered!

The sky collapsed, Xiang Ming Palace stepped into the void, and countless insect-like black cracks appeared in that side of the world.

And his body also tore through the space, like a sharp arrow, breaking through the air.

Fast!

Extremely fast.

Xiang Minggong's body was like an arrow from a god, and it seemed to be able to shoot through the scorching sun hanging in the sky.

Nervous!

Everyone in the audience froze their faces, and they couldn't even breathe.

And at a distance.

Zhao Chu raised the withered sword slightly, he actually ...... Close your eyes!

......

Looking for death?

In the distance, those who saw this scene were stunned.

In the face of such a strong enemy, you dare to close your eyes.

......

"This breath?"

King Yueluo's ears moved.

"Tell the elders, it's subtle. ”

"If the juniors didn't guess wrong, this Zhao Chu has already comprehended the way of the sword to the core. ”

Nie Chenxi took a step forward.

When the words fell, King Yue Luo turned his head suddenly.

Dignified!

For the first time, his face became solemn.

Kendo is nuanced.

Even in the Central Domain, there are not many Yuan Ying Tianjiao who can comprehend.

At least, the two people in front of them, whether they were Xiang Minggong or Deng Guanlou, had not comprehended the subtle sword.

Outcome!

It doesn't seem so absolute.

......

"Elder, it's a subtle sword. ”

"This is the reason why the younger generation insists on finding Zhao Chu, this person was only a Qi Refining Realm 4 years ago. ”

"The most terrifying thing about him is the never-ending potential!"

Qingtianyi took a step forward and whispered in front of Luo Guangliu.

"The potential of this son is really terrifying!"

Luo Guangliu's eyes were cold.

Really!

The Tian Yuan Treasure Vein will inevitably appear dependent on the Atmospheric Transporter.

In this northern realm, a half-step infant can't afford such adverse luck.

Contrarians.

Perhaps, this eleven disciples of the Green Tribulation are the rebels blessed by luck.

"Thankfully, you are young and vigorous, and you are not hiding. ”

"Otherwise, in another 20 years, I don't know how far you can grow. ”

"Young people are still reckless after all, and if you appear this time, you will ruin everything. ”

Luo Guangliu's eyelids jumped!

......

"Die!"

A loud roar.

The Yuan Vessel of Xiang Ming Palace has already halved the space.

A huge sword arc that fell from the sky could literally slash the sun and the moon.

It was this move that broke Shen Fusheng's Haoran Righteous Qi Wheel.

Calm!

Seeing that the huge sword arc was about to fall, Zhao Chu on the other side still had that calm expression.

He closed his eyes and seemed to listen to the sound of all things.

"The high-grade yuan device is really extraordinary!"

Feeling the earth-destroying bombardment, Zhao Chu nodded sincerely.

Compared with the Central Domain, the Yuan Infant of the Northern Realm is really extremely shabby.

From the crushing of the Yuan Weapon Grade, the people of the Northern Realm have never seen it at all, so it is no wonder that they deserve to lose.

......

With this sword, Xiang Minggong was full of confidence.

The high-level Yuan Weapon, combined with the Yuan Infant Divine Power of the Earth Product, is enough to shatter the eleven disciples of the Green Tribulation into minced meat with one sword.

Yuan Infant Divine Power, according to the high and low, can be divided into three categories.

The strongest is the supreme quality.

The second is the ground product.

Further down, there are the mortal supernatural powers cultivated by most of the Yuan Infants.

And these pathetic natives in the Northern Realm don't seem to have even seen any supernatural powers.

There is only that half-step natural selection, cultivating an earth-grade supernatural power.

It's a pity that his own qualifications are too poor.

A supernatural power of earth quality, which made him cultivate to the level of ordinary products.

The sword in Xiang Minggong's palm swallowed the peak of the earth's grade, almost breaking through the strength of the heaven's supernatural power.

Killing a Jindan peak is simply killing a chicken with an artifact.

Of course!

In fact, above the heavenly products, there are still some mysterious and mysterious realms.

Like what...... Detailed.

This kind of realm, on the waiting list in the near future, seems to be only reached by the top three powerhouses.

That is beyond the grade of heavenly products, he Xiang Ming Palace, for the time being, is not qualified to think about it.

"When you die, remember my name, my name is ...... Xiangming Palace. ”

The sword finally slashed at Zhao Chu.

In the next breath, this person will be split in half.

Xiang Minggong's face was full of ridicule and hideousness.

"Huh...... What the...... No way!"

But then, Xiang Minggong's ridicule was frozen on his face and solidified into a thick shock.

......

In the distance, there were already people in the Jichi Holy Land who used jade slips to record all this.

Killing the eleven disciples of the Green Tribulation should have been a major event in the Central Region.

"Huh...... Broken...... How is that possible!"

Yuan Ying, who was in charge of the video, was surprised.

You must know that Xiang Minggong is holding a high-level yuan weapon, and he is infinitely close to the heavenly supernatural power.

The sword move that couldn't be broken at all was broken like this.

Dry and crisp.

In front of everyone's eyes, Zhao Chu's body was slightly on one side, and then the broken sword in his palm that was the same as a joke stabbed calmly.

It's like stabbing into a piece of tofu.

Your monstrous sword qi was shattered in an instant.

The sky was full of shattered swords sprinkled like starlight.

There is no mud or water.

That Zhao Chu didn't use any magical powers, not even mortal magical powers.

It's a sword of calm.

Such as basic swordsmanship.

......

"Huh?"

"Weird!"

Seeing this, Deng Guanlou, who was still watching the play, frowned completely.

The disciples of the Blue Tribulation, sure enough, there is no simple goods!

......

"Good luck!"

Xiang Minggong flicked his sleeves, and another sword qi burst out from his backpalm.

This time, including the two natural choices, everyone was calm and observed Zhao Chu.

If the first sword is luck, then this sword, he will definitely not be able to dodge.

Pity!

It was still a slight sideways body, and he shook his hand calmly with a sword.

Reality gave Xiang Minggong a slap in the face.

He was proud, the so-called pinnacle of the earth's supernatural powers, and was broken by a sword.

The wind is light and the clouds are light,

......

Unbelief!

Xiang Minggong was incredulous.

A sword!

Two swords!

Three swords!

......

Ten swords!

Hundred swords!

......

One sword after another, the whole world seems to have become a cage where swords converge.

And Zhao Chu is as always.

He closed his eyes slightly, strolling leisurely in the world of killing.

Every time in the deadliest place, he can break the opponent's sword move with one sword.

Xiang Minggong's sword was of no use at all.

"Is this the magic power that makes you proud?"

"Really, usually!"

Xiang Minggong's mouth was dry.

But when he planned to make his next move, his chest hurt.

The eleven disciples of the Green Tribulation, their bodies flickering at an incredible speed.

Then, the pitifully tattered sword insipidly pierced the 41 defensive supernatural powers he had arranged.

A sword slashes into the heart.

Precise, vicious.