On the forbidden sea, the battle continues.

Even though Li Changsheng had rich fighting experience, the gap was just a gap. He was suppressed and unable to move. At this moment, his counterattack was limited and his injuries continued to accumulate.

The blood was flowing, turning from golden to pale golden.

He is still persisting!

When the battle has not been given up, unless one dies in battle, even if there is a glimmer of hope, one will never allow the enemy to kill oneself.

Of course, not everyone is like this.

Some of the saints who were watching the battle had expressions of sadness on their faces. If they persisted, it would be a dead end. However, if they gave in now... there might still be a glimmer of hope.

As it continued, it was obvious that Destruction was extremely irritable and a little impatient.

This is wearing down your dying patience.

Moreover, Li Changsheng continued to fight back, and also injured Mianni. After several times, Mianni was injured a lot, and he became more and more irritable.

…

A foreign land thousands of miles away from here.

There is also a huge screen showing the battle scene.

Some ninth-grade experts from the human race were watching the battle here. Fang Ping was worried that they would be affected, so he did not take them there.

At this moment, many people in the crowd clenched their fists.

Dull.

Li Deyong, Su Yunfei, Jiang Yuanhua, Guo Shengquan, Xie Yifan, Zhong Qinghuan...

The ninth-level experts were gathered here and did not go to the outside world to participate in the war.

They are waiting for the results!

However... the results were not good.

Is Li Changsheng powerful?

Very powerful!

To kill an emperor, he had to use various finishing methods, including saint-level spiritual power, three holy weapons, and the method of sealing the source...

But being strong is useless, after all, it is just the beginning of reaching the ultimate peak.

The gap is too big!

If this continues, he will die.

Maoshu, who was responsible for maintaining the scene, turned into a wretched old man and said venomously: "This guy is going to be beaten to death! What a pity. He is also a great man. If he is alive, he will have a bright future in the future. What a pity!"

"As for you, just take a look, don't think too much. Take a look at the other ninth-grade products. The aftermath is so shocking that you just watch the show from thousands of miles away. Don't worry, the King of Humans will collect the corpses. There's no need.

you."

Everyone’s faces were ashen!

Beigong Jun looked at it with an ugly expression. If the other party hadn't been on the same side as them, he would have wanted to unite with others to kill it!

Maoshu didn't seem to care, and said lazily: "I'm really going to be beaten to death... Oops, the nine-forged golden body can't hold it anymore, and my left hand is cut off. It's over now!"

"Well done, he actually wounded this Annihilation again. This guy is awesome. If he lives for a few more years and reaches the level of Dao Emperor, he might be able to fight a saint."

"It's over, it's over..."

Cat Tree kept chattering.

Behind him, the eyes of everyone were blood red, and some were glaring at it, extremely angry.

No need for you to explain!

They saw it!

Seeing the Eternal Sword fighting in a bloody battle, even if the injuries are getting more and more serious, they still insist on fighting back. Regardless of whether there is a chance of victory, they must still cause harm to the enemy. This is the purpose of the strong human race.

You can't die without merit in battle. If you die, the other party will bite him!

Su Yunfei, a strong man who was about to achieve enlightenment, felt extremely complicated at this moment.

He is from Zhenxing City and the legitimate son of the Sword King.

He has been sitting outside Weiyu Mountain for hundreds of years.

Sometimes, he couldn't actually empathize with some things about the human race.

But today... when he saw the Changsheng Sword fighting Emperor Zun fiercely and fighting to the death, he really felt something.

tenacity!

He has been unable to achieve enlightenment for a long time. Some people ranked after him have achieved enlightenment. I am afraid that this is the difference.

His father died in the war, and he also wanted to achieve enlightenment quickly.

But I haven't been able to. Today... I have a lot of feelings.

The energy and blood of everyone around him exploded, with depression, anger, sadness, and all kinds of emotions converging, making this place even more depressing.

Su Yunfei didn't close his eyes and kept staring at the screen.

The Qi movement gradually began to fluctuate.

Others ignored him. Everyone was looking at the screen, looking at the Sword of Eternal Life. Some people clenched their fists, feeling so aggrieved that they were about to explode. They gritted their teeth and blood flowed across them. They held their breath and said in a low voice: "Why are we so weak?"

"It's been eighty years, why can't I attain enlightenment?"

"Why!"

"..."

Maoshu, this wretched old man, rolled his eyes crazily.

Why can't I attain enlightenment in eighty years... you're asking me?

Who are you mocking?

Who is it that it would be a shame to not be able to attain enlightenment for eighty years?

These humans are crazy!

It’s normal to not be able to attain enlightenment for eight hundred years. Is this considered showing off?

However, thinking of the task given to him by Fang Ping, Maoshu still said lazily: "What's the use of proving the Dao? Is it the opponent of the saint? Is it the opponent of the king? But the ninth grade... is really weak."

"The five true gods can block the emperor at least. It's not difficult for the fifty true gods to surround and kill the saints. Of course, it's another level to reach the king..."

"If the human race really wants to produce a hundred true gods, it will not be difficult to surround and kill a few weak saints."

"If we want to compete, the number of people should be smaller. About 20 are enough. The nine saints and 180 true gods in the crypt can definitely stop them!"

"After blocking the Nine Saints, Fang Ping let go of his hands and led those saints to directly surround the King of Heaven..."

"What a pity!"

Maoshu sighed: "What a pity, there are too few true gods in the human race! There are only a few of them, and they are of no use. The human king has also been restricted, and he can only watch others kill the Eternal Life Sword. It is really a pity.

.”

"The Nine Saints are here, but he doesn't dare to take a chance. You guys are dragging down these strong human beings. Otherwise, the strong human beings who have no worries will be the overlords everywhere..."

Everyone became more and more aggrieved, self-blame, and angry.

The cat tree is still going on, and the more I talk about it, the more I talk about it, the more I talk about it, the more I talk about it, it’s so exciting!

It's pretty cool to stimulate these people.

The King of Humans threatens himself and asks him to give them cat fruit. Is it easy for him?

Now stimulate them, don't get too excited.

This is still done according to orders!

Seeing these people's faces turned red, each of them seemed to be about to explode. Cat Tree's bad taste aroused, will a few of them explode in anger... I hope not, the King of Humans is not easy to mess with.

By the way, how does the Human King know that he can stimulate them to death?

There is something strange about the cat tree. I just look wretched, but in fact, I am not wretched.

…

"asshole!"

An angry curse resounded through the sky.

Destruction is about to explode!

Under his suppression, Changsheng Sword frequently seized opportunities to wound him!

His wrist was struck by the Changsheng Sword three times in a row, and his wrist was cut off directly. Even if he recovered quickly, he still felt that his face was dull, and he was really embarrassed today.

Not only was he unable to kill the Eternal Life Sword quickly, he was also wounded many times by the opponent in front of so many people.

"Go to hell!"
To be continued...