Everyone looked at each other.

After slashing out with his sword, Zhao Chu calmly put away his sword.

it's over!

That's right, it ended inexplicably like this.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Chu was indescribably funny, even a little ridiculous.

His behavior was more like a naughty boy playing house. I took the wooden sword and waved it towards you in the air.

"He, what is he doing?"

A cave is full of confusion.

"Maybe, I'm venting my anger!"

Another person was dumbfounded, and it seemed that this was the only explanation.

Bang!

Ming Gusheng had a cold face, he also didn't know what Zhao Chu was doing.

But somewhere in the dark, Ming Gusheng had some ominous premonitions, and Zhao Chu was definitely not joking.

Zhan Beihai and others looked at each other, not understanding Zhao Chu's behavior.

Ji Dongyuan and others don't know either.

Countless people felt absurd.

"Haha, I know, Zhao Chu's brain was damaged by the rain, he had a fever and caught a cold!"

"He's sick, he's crazy, haha!"

The First Emperor laughed wildly in a cave in the Dragon Court, and his contemptuous voice echoed in the sky.

But more people frowned.

Being sick, catching a cold, and simply farting.

Not to mention a child in the Natural Selection Realm, even a child in the Foundation Establishment Realm cannot get sick.

Through the rain curtain, many people stared at Zhao Chu. They refused to give up. They wanted to wait for an answer!

…

"Look, look!"

"There is no rain under Zhao Chu's feet!"

Suddenly, someone shouted in surprise.

Then the whole audience was shocked, and many people took a deep breath.

I don't know since when, with Zhao Chu as the center, the heavy rain was stagnant in the air in a three-mile radius, and the last one meter distance could not touch the ground at all.

The heavy rain reached your waist and then disappeared.

Who has seen such a weird scene?

It's like there is a transparent light film that prevents the rain from falling.

Countless people were speechless and unable to breathe.

"Sword Qi, it's sword Qi!"

"With that sword strike just now, Zhao Chu unleashed his sword energy."

"It's the martial arts of the Nascent Soul Realm. Zhao Chu relied on the martial arts of the Nascent Soul Realm to split the void and block the falling rain curtain with his sword energy!"

Zhan Beihai exclaimed.

This is the understanding of pure martial arts and the ultimate swordsmanship.

After breaking through the Natural Selection Realm, most of the monks began to practice Taoist Divine Characters. The martial arts they had learned in the Nascent Soul Realm had no use anymore, so most people's cultivation levels were not very high.

Zhao Chu's sword directly refreshed the terrifying level of sword energy.

"Hmph, no matter how strong the sword energy is, it's just a trivial skill at the Nascent Soul Realm. There's nothing worth making a fuss about!"

After a few breaths of surprise, many people also understood the principle of sword energy, and Ming Gusheng even had a sneer on his face, obviously disdainful.

Afterwards, more people suddenly understood and nodded.

"Look, the pillars of the Golden Palace!"

Suddenly, someone screamed again.

Afterwards, the whole place was in an uproar.

At the fault where the rain curtain was cut, water lines suddenly sputtered out from the huge Panlong Pillar outside the Jinluan Palace.

Then, other coiling dragon pillars, and even thick walls, all had water lines spurting out from inside.

Of course, there cannot be water inside the building.

The only explanation is that the building has actually separated, and rainwater has penetrated into it and then splashed out.

"The pillars, walls, and the entire Jinluan Palace have been cut in half by the sword energy!"

"My God, this Jinluan Palace can defend against the bombardment of Dongxu Realm. An ordinary sword of this Nascent Soul Realm can actually cut it in half. How terrifying!"

The saints had amazing eyesight, and Fairy Wen was the first to discover the tiny cracks in the pillars and walls.

"Ming Gusheng, this little trick is not worth mentioning, nor is it worth making a fuss about, but it cut off your entire Golden Palace!"

Zhan Beihai also had a cold face.

He couldn't understand Zhao Chu's thinking at all.

A sword swung out with sword energy within a three-mile range, directly cutting the huge Jinluan Palace in half.

How courageous this is, how terrifying ambition this is.

"Damn it!"

Ming Gusheng gritted his teeth and suppressed the murderous aura in his body!

…

Buzz!

Finally, the monks on the ruins saw an unprecedented scene.

The huge Jinluan Palace was suddenly cut in half by a sword arc that shot across.

That’s right!

Whether it was the splendid dragon-coiled column with complicated patterns or the wall that had been cast with the painstaking efforts of countless blacksmiths, such a magnificent building was suddenly cut in half at this moment.

At the break, the sword marks were neat, like cutting through a piece of tofu.

The sword energy exploded, and the foundation of the Golden Palace was still on the ground.

But taking the waist of the human race as the dividing line, all the buildings above were blown high by the sword energy.

Looking down from the sky, the entire Jinluan Palace is like a huge golden watermelon, split in half by a sword, and then completely exploded and separated!

Wow!

After the sword energy dissipated, the torn rain curtain in the sky suddenly fell down, and the accumulated water instantly splashed the mud on the ground.

The magnificent Jinluan Palace was opened from the center.

People saw the floor paved with pure gold, various dragon jewelry, and countless precious treasures.

But at this moment, the heavy rain instantly fell on the spotless ground, instantly destroying all the exquisite buildings, and all the rooms were swallowed up by the water.

Boom!

At the same time, the roof, which was blown high by the sword energy, began to fall!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The earth shook, the sky shook and the earth shook.

Everyone in the audience opened their mouths, letting the rain fill their mouths, but they were too shocked to close their mouths.

The towering building fell, like a golden mountain range falling from the sky. Even under the heavy rain, it still stirred up huge amounts of dust, which eventually turned into spreading mud under the stirring of the rain.

Exactly two minutes later, the previously magnificent Jinluan Palace was completely soaked in mud and reduced to ruins.

Among the ruins, Ming Xilong was in the main hall.

His eyes were dull, and the scene in front of him was simply unbelievable.

Not far from him was the dragon chair that had just fallen.

Because the dragon chair was on a high platform, Zhao Chu cut off the Jinluan Palace with one sword. The dragon chair was also directly blown into the sky along with the high-rise buildings, and then fell down again.
To be continued...