"His Majesty the Pope!"

After the royal court strode out and left the tower of the Sith Pope, the guards guarding the outside of the tower quickly rushed in.

"It doesn't matter. ”

The old Sith Pope waved his hand slightly.

"Hurry up and take a look at the Ascetic King. ”

"Yes. ”

One of the guards hurriedly ran to the Ascetic King's side, helped the Ascetic King up, and under his guidance, helped him take out a bottle of elixir to heal his injuries and assist the Ascetic King to take it.

The place where the Sith Pope lived, after all, was the core of the Sith Empire, and what happened here quickly alarmed the surrounding Sword Saints.

Several streamers have been shot from the nearby tower, steadily falling outside the tower, into the hall, in less than a moment, the number of sword saints gathered here, has exceeded six people, the legendary swordsman is not a few, a few of them, and the royal court has a few faces, inviting the ascetic saint king to go to ASEAN to "invite" the glory of the royal court, is in it.

After nearly four years, he finally broke through to the Sword Saint realm, and he was still a Sword Saint of the Little Perfection Realm.

"Ascetic King, what happened just now?"

"I just felt a fierce sword erupt in the tower of His Majesty the Pope, and it is full of hostility, could it be that there is an enemy who dares to spread wild with us?"

"Your Majesty, how are you?"

And Ge Lin, who had a slight confrontation with the royal court before, looked a little ugly: "The royal court is actually presumptuous in front of His Majesty the Pope?"

"The royal court?"

Kolos, who was checking the Ascetic Saint King's injuries, was slightly stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Marshal Green, you mean the strongest legendary swordsman in ASEAN, Wang Ting?

"No, he didn't die, and besides, he was blessed by misfortune and made great progress in his cultivation. ”

Greene replied with a dark face.

Some of the more active Sword Saints thought of the alarm coming from the direction of the imperial capital before, and the Sun and Moon Divine Ship that had suddenly appeared in the sky above the Imperial Capital, as if they had thought of something: "Could it be that just now, the Sun and Moon Divine Ship that invaded the airspace of our Imperial Capital." Is it the one in the Chosen Swordsman Academy that belongs to the royal court? He actually has the guts to come to the holy mountain of our Sith Empire to be presumptuous?"

"What a guts. Little ASEAN, our Sith Empire didn't go to their trouble, they didn't burn incense and worship the Buddha, thank God, they dared to come to our Sith Empire to spread wild, it's just impatient. ”

"How can this be justified, it is simply unreasonable, His Majesty the Pope is wounded. It is not suitable for a big war, and ASEAN is almost divided by us, and we are too lazy to slap them to death, so let them live for a while longer, and I don't want them to be so ignorant!"

Several Sword Saints shouted at the same time, their expressions full of anger. Especially Jiang Wanzhou, who is the eldest disciple of the Sith Pope, has now been promoted to the realm of the Sword Saint, but he has been suffering from not having the opportunity to fight with the Sword Saint of the same level.

"Why don't you have the guts?"

Ge Lin glanced at these sword saints and snorted coldly: "I can tell you the truth, that royal court has been promoted to the realm of sword power Mahayana. And. It's not an ordinary sword momentum Mahayana, at least a sword momentum Mahayana of the Little Perfection Realm. As far as cultivation is concerned, it is no longer under His Majesty the Pope in his heyday. ”

"Sword Momentum Mahayana!?"

Jiang Wanzhou was slightly stunned.

"Wang Ting, has he been promoted to the Sword Strength Mahayana Realm?"

"How is it possible? A few years ago, he was only a legendary swordsman-level cultivator, even if it was because of the Little Perfection Supreme Legendary Swordsman, he could barely compete with an ordinary sword saint, but it had only been a few years, how could he have been promoted to such an extent?"

"Sword momentum, that's water grinding kung fu, we haven't cultivated sword momentum to the peak for so many years, how can he have such ability. ”

"Whether it is the sword power Mahayana or not, His Majesty the Pope personally saw him, it should be very clear. ”

Ge Lin didn't bother to argue with Jiang Wanzhou and the others, and directly set his eyes on the Sith Pope.

"His Majesty the Pope. ”

"Master ......"

Whether or not Wang Ting is a sword power Mahayana is related to their next plans and deployments, and they naturally want to get accurate and reliable information.

"Wang Ting, he has not yet been promoted to the Sword Strength Mahayana. ”

Under the gaze of everyone, the Sith Pope Pros did not hide the truth and told the truth.

"It's not the Sword Mahayana, that's easy to do. ”

"Have you broken through to the realm of the Sword Saint? So what, our Sith Empire has a total of eleven Sword Saints, as well as strong people like the Ascetic Saint King and Snow Traceless, and the eleven Sword Saints are all out together, and if the sword power is not Mahayana, this royal court has only a dead end. ”

"The royal court has come to the holy mountain of our Sith Empire presumptuously, if you don't kill him, how can you vent your hatred, I think, we will immediately catch up with him and kill him in one fell swoop. ”

Hearing that Wang Ting was not a sword Mahayana cultivator, Jiang Wanzhou and the others reprimanded one by one.

However, the next word of the Sith Pope Prolo was to extinguish their fighting ambitions in one fell swoop.

"Although Wang Ting is not a sword power Mahayana, but he is a Great Perfection Sword Saint, a Great Perfection Sword Saint who has condensed the sword momentum to the peak, only a little bit away, he can be promoted to the Sword Strength Mahayana realm, with the strength of the Great Perfection Peak Sword Saint, his cultivation is directly chasing the Sword Strength Mahayana of the Little Perfection, and on his body, I also feel a terrifying aura, a breath that is as if I was facing the Void God of the Storm Lord back then!"

"This ......"

"Void God!?"

"Storm Lord!"

The information revealed in one sentence made the many sword saints who couldn't help but be eager to try just now, and wanted to intercept the royal court to completely calm down.

Storm Lord, what a terrifying existence is that?

Sith Pope Pro, in their minds, was already an invincible powerhouse like a god, but three years ago, he faced a storm lord and confronted it head-on, but he was completely suppressed, and finally had to choose to forcibly impact the sword artistic conception and condense the sword intent before the storm lord was repelled.

However, the sword intent he condensed involved the realm of forbidden art after all, hurting the divine soul, and. The injuries were severe. It was so serious that it was almost impossible to repair, so that in the next three years, this former strongest man in the continent grew old at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his cultivation became weaker and weaker, and today. Not to mention the strength of the sword power Mahayana level, even if there are many sword saints present in front of him, he may not have the strength to suppress it.

This is also the reason why these sword saints dare to shout unscrupulously in front of the Sith Pope Pro.

Having lost the terrifying strength of the world's strongest man, he still has a high prestige in the Sith Empire, but his status. Naturally, it is impossible to be as transcendent as before, above many sword saints.

"Alright, let's go back first, Ascetic Saint King, and the two of them will stay. ”

Seeing the reactions of these sword saints, Pu Luo said indifferently.

"Yes. ”

Several Sword Saints secretly glanced at each other and retreated one after another.

After learning that the royal court has such a strong strength, they also need to digest the many implications that this news may bring.

These Juggernauts are coming fast. Go fast, too. In a short time, the entire hall was deserted again.

"His Majesty the Pope......"

Prolo waved his hand. Stopped the glory of wanting to say something.

"The royal court has already given me a war letter, and in a month, at the Two Realms Peak, there will be a life-and-death duel with me to determine who is the real number one person in the world. ”

"Wang Ting, how can he be like this, knowing that His Majesty the Pope has been hit hard, he actually invited His Majesty to fight you, isn't this taking advantage of people's danger......"

Puluo glanced at Rongguang: "Take advantage of the danger of others? There is nothing to take advantage of the danger of others, besides, he also gave me an ultimatum, I, Puluo, must be the first person in the world back then, descend to the peak of the two realms, and fight a real equal war with him, otherwise, he will intervene in the war between the Sith Empire and ASEAN, and bloody the Sith Empire." ”

"Bloody Sith Empire, the royal court him, it's too much!"

After hearing this, even though he had a good impression of the royal court before, he couldn't help but look angry at this moment.

"Even if he now has the strength equivalent to the strength of the Little Perfection Sword Momentum Mahayana, how can he have this ability when it comes to the bloody Sith Empire. ”

"We all understand that he has. ”

"Legion of Silver-Blooded Swordsmen. ”

The Ascetic Saint King added.

Pro nodded: "We have not dared to easily launch a full-scale war against ASEAN in these years, and what we are afraid of is not such an inhuman and powerful army." ”

"He actually persecuted His Majesty the Pope so much, but His Majesty the Pope, you can't fight him now......"

"This royal court ......"

The Sith Pope Prow groaned, as if organizing descriptive language, but after a while, he shook his head again: "The royal court's belief in the first person in the world is by no means a normal obsession, but has gone to the left path, perhaps, he may rely on this belief, as always, the stronger he fights, until he climbs to the throne of the real number one in the world, or perhaps, because of this obsession, he escaped into the devil's path, and finally burned himself to ashes...... But now, none of these are things I need to think about, there is only one thing I need to think about now, and that is to deal with the decisive battle with the royal court at the Two Realms Peak in a month. ”

"Your Majesty, Your Wounded ......"

"Actually, I've been thinking about this for a long time, my injury is the sequelae caused by forcibly condensing the sword intent, it belongs to that kind of incurable injury, if you want to recover, there is only one way, that is, to truly become a peerless powerhouse of the sword artistic conception. ”

Speaking of this, the eyes of the Sith Pope Puluo had a faint detachment and a faint relief: "In the past, I was both prosperous and lost with the Sith Empire, and I carried too much on my body, the first person in the world is the key to the strength of the Sith Empire, the Sith Empire's resources, population, economy, and area are inferior to ASEAN and the Snow Empire in all aspects, and we can only rely on the deterrence of the world's most powerful armed forces to deter the two countries, and under the spur of this pressure, I can only choose to keep moving forward and constantly transcend ......"

"No. 1 in the world? huh...... For me, this is just a shackle, the royal court needs it, give it to him. ”

"However, my common faith, my common dignity, and my universal protection will not allow anyone to trample on them! )