text text_Chapter 3035 The mocking face that attracts hatred
"The so-called chance of victory is not to allow us to kill the powerful enemies here, but to allow us to find a way to form an alliance with the Ice Palace?"
The handsome young monk was immediately startled by his idea.
He knows very well that if this is the case, it will be tantamount to completely annihilating his life!
"No, it can't be?"
"Hmm... probably not, right?"
The young monk was reluctant to admit it no matter what, but judging from the situation in front of Chen Yu, the possibility of what he had just guessed was not unlikely!
The little monk took a breath, knowing in his heart that this was the price he had miscalculated, and it was a price destined to be irreparable!
You must know that since the killings started, everyone has become red-eyed. No one will choose to take the risk of being directly killed by the other party at this time and be the first to stop the fight and call a truce.
Even if he wanted to change his mind and choose to side with Ice Palace, he would never be able to take action.
Because, his Golden Buddha Sect, like the other sects from the seventeen directions, had already made a blood oath to "advance and retreat together".
It would be fine if it were during normal times. According to the content of the blood oath, a sect that is determined to withdraw from the battle group will still have a three-day "protection period". Within three days, other sects will not be able to kill it.
But once a sect abandons other allies during "wartime", escapes from battle, or betrays and surrenders to the enemy, then according to the blood oath, all contestants in that sect will die a bad death!
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"Bastard, bastard ahhh!"
"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish..."
"Uh-huh, are these two guys monsters?"
"The killing power unleashed by a four-star Xuanjun is enough to make all the six-star peak monarch-level beings I have ever seen put to shame in front of him!"
"The other one is obviously a six-star Xuanjun, but the power of the Xuanggang he can exert is actually much more powerful than my genuine 'Tianjun Realm' senior brother!"
The feeling of powerlessness in the hearts of the cultivators had just risen when the young man in the snow robe used two extremely domineering sword-killing skills to fight his way from the outside troops they had just encountered to the center.
He filled his voice with Xuanyin, opened his mouth wide, and the roaring sound ripples of dragon soul and lion struck all directions in an instant——
"Howl~~"
"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz..."
"Pfft~"
"Uh-huh!"
"puff……"
In the air, the sound of wails and cries of pain could be heard endlessly.
What Chen Shen heard in his ears were system prompts one after another——
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a peak six-star Xuanzun and gaining 158 billion experience points!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing an Eight-Star Xuanzun and gaining 300 billion experience points!"
"bite!"
At some point——
“Pfft~~”
In the middle of the team, the young monk with delicate features was also severely damaged by the power of sound killing, and the sea of consciousness was severely damaged, and he vomited blood and flew back.
The joking words of the snow-robed boy seemed to echo in my ears again.
The young monk felt bitter, and he couldn't help but put a wry smile on his lips: "Oh, no wonder at that time, he would question how he got the '30% chance of winning'."
"Presumably, he never paid attention to us from beginning to end, right?"
"I still confidently said that there is a '30% chance of winning'. It's really... so ridiculous!"
Until now, this handsome little monk was 100% convinced: he had indeed gone in the wrong direction from the beginning!
It turns out that the so-called "probability of victory" in the divination results is actually the possibility that Chen Shen is willing to accept these sects as allies.
When the young monk first performed the divination, the reason why the odds of winning were as high as 70% was because at that time, Chen Shen and even the entire Ice Palace were under siege by more than forty cultivators from sects.
middle.
If at this time, the young monk can lead other sect cultivators to arrive here and lend a helping hand to Yuxian Ice Palace...
Even if they didn't help much in the end, out of gratitude, Chen Shen would most likely agree to the young monk's "alliance" wish and help them out at the critical moment!
Not long ago, the little monk's fortune-telling method re-condensed the fortune-telling soul, and to ensure it was complete, when he divined again, all other points remained unchanged, except that the "chances of winning" were sharply reduced by more than half, leaving only
Three percent.
This is because at that time, Chen Shen and the Yuxian Ice Palace where he was located were out of the "dangerous period" of being surrounded by various sects.
Monk Kongyun and others just showed up at this time, not to mention providing help in times of need... they couldn't even reach the icing on the cake "reinforcements". If they wanted Chen Shen to agree to their alliance conditions, the success rate would naturally drop a lot.
However, with Chen Shen's temperament of "I won't offend others unless they offend me", even if the young monk and his party failed to form an alliance with Ice Palace, as long as they behaved more politely, Chen Shen would definitely not kill them.
However, the so-called "Master Kongyun" chose the wrong direction from the beginning and personally pushed all the cultivators of the Eighteen Directions Sect into the abyss of death...
It's a pity that the "30%" winning rate is still lingering in the hearts of other sect cultivators.
They decided that Chen Shen's "high explosive" killing power would not last long, and they imagined in their minds that when the opponent was exhausted, they could fight a beautiful comeback!
But in the end, he missed the best opportunity to escape.
It didn't take long for the tens of thousands of cultivators in the eighteen sects to be damaged to the point where only one or two percent of them were left.
"Male Gobi, is this guy's Dantian Xuanfu a bottomless pit?"
"His high-explosive and brutal style of play has lasted for so long...how can he still maintain it?"
"How about... run away, run away?"
By the time the remaining cultivators from various sects wanted to escape, it was already too late.
Just one person, Shen, can hunt them down until they are in a state of panic!
What's more, there are the ice palace nuns who have been waiting for work for a long time?
"Kill ah ah ah!"
When the last enemy cultivator fell, Chen Shen found that his experience bar from "Four-star Xuanjun" to "Five-star" had jumped up a lot!
He couldn't help but calculate with excitement: "There are many sect forces that have set foot on the Whispering Ancient Battlefield this time, very many."
"What I have destroyed so far is just the tip of the iceberg."
"After the entire competition, as long as I can kill 30% of all participating sect cultivators, the experience gained should be enough for me to ascend to the position of 'Heavenly Lord', right?"
"But having said that, if I want to kill 30% of the sect's competitors, how easy is it?"
"In this ancient battlefield with an extremely vast territory, I am very lucky. I am afraid that I will not encounter a single person for ten days and a half!"
"And even if we encounter each other, if the other party doesn't take the initiative to attack, I don't want to go on a killing spree..."
But Chen Shen soon realized that he was overthinking.
As the only green leaf "among thousands of flowers" in the Ice Palace, this young man seems to have a "mocking face" designed to attract hatred.
Whenever he encounters a group of sects whose strength is quite disparate at first glance, there will always be people clamoring to kill him...