Chapter 1053: On the Dragon Chair, a hundred miles of ruins, ten thousand)
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.
The once noble dragon chair and the dragon veins of the First Emperor's Dragon Court can now only accept the cold baptism under the wash of rain.
The whole audience was shocked beyond measure.
Not to mention those ordinary monks, even those saints were speechless and could not express their feelings at this moment in words.
There are hundreds of ways to demolish the Jinluan Palace.
But no one could have imagined that Zhao Chu would cut off a criminal's head with a sword across his waist!
He cut off the rain curtain.
Cut off the Jinluan Palace.
It also cut off the spinal cord of the First Emperor Longting!
Ming Gusheng's face turned pale, and his whole body seemed to be about to explode. Fortunately, Zhan Beihai and others were there to persuade him, otherwise he would have exploded.
Having your home cut off in this way is like kicking your nose in the face and peeing on your head.
"Role model, you will always be my role model!"
The scene created by Zhao Chu was so amazing that it cannot be described in terms of magnificence.
Ying Liqiong's knees weakened, and he wanted to kneel down to his idol again, but unfortunately this time he was stopped.
…
clatter!
clatter!
clatter!
Zhao Chu carried the ancient sword of heavenly weapons, stepped on the ruins, and walked towards Ming Xilong step by step!
"Don't you expect me to come in?"
"As you wish, I'm here!"
Zhao Chu stopped ten steps away from Ming Xilong and spoke expressionlessly.
"You, you...you are obviously exhausted, why can you still use your magical powers!"
Ming Xilong roared hysterically.
"There are so many things in the world that you don't understand!"
"Make a move, there's no need to waste time!"
Zhao Chu raised the ancient sword of heavenly weapons and pointed the blade directly at Ming Xilong.
"Zhao Chu, you are going too far!"
Ming Xilong knew that he had no way out.
His physical body disappeared instantly and he completely entered the void.
In the next breath, Ming Xilong appeared behind Zhao Chu, and the crack hammer flashed in his palm.
A crack hammer where two space cracks converge.
Ming Xilong has gray hair, and he is already working hard.
Zhao Chu remained motionless, seemingly unaware of the crisis behind him.
"Little thief, I and you are irreconcilable, so die!"
Ming Xilong gnashed his teeth, and a terrifying bombardment rained down from the sky.
Wow!
The sound of the tide started again, Zhao Chu raised a single palm, and in an instant, the raindrops in the sky once again gathered into two hurricane dragons.
"Prince Xilong, you killed innocent people indiscriminately, and now your fate is over!"
The big arm flicked.
The two dragons fiercely clashed with the crack hammer.
The surging ripples suppressed the ruins all over the ground again, and many buildings of some shape were completely reduced to mud.
With the lessons learned from the past, everyone knows that Zhao Chu's Hundred Forbidden Superposition can completely destroy Xuanshi's magical power.
Of course, everyone was shocked to find out what kind of genius treasure Zhao Chu had taken that could instantly restore his true energy.
But the facts are the facts.
The seven moves of Ming Xilong have been exhausted, and the whole person has aged by dozens of years, with white hair and extremely haggard.
Zhao Chu...won!
"Ming Xilong, when you tortured the Qingjie disciples, you were so high and mighty, have you ever thought about how it will end today!"
At this time, Zhao Chucai slowly turned his head and looked down at the old man coldly.
"Zhao Chu, you can't kill me. I'm at the half-step Xuanshi realm, you can't kill me!"
With a sharp roar, Ming Xilong's body instantly collapsed.
That’s right!
He is half-step into the Xuanshi realm. Although he can no longer use Xuanshi magical powers, he can enter the void and move in the void.
Even if Zhao Chu can see through the void, you still can't catch Ming Xilong's figure.
"In 10 seconds, I'll see how you kill me!"
In the void, Ming Xilong roared hysterically.
"Your Shattering Void Spiritual Treasure can't find my location at all, and you Huang Liang Yimeng can't kill me after all!"
"Zhao Chu, you don't understand Xuanshi Realm at all!"
Within a ten-foot radius of the void, the voice of Ming Xilong appeared from various locations.
That's right, his body continues to move in the void.
The Shattering Void Spiritual Treasure can only penetrate a fixed point, but cannot move with Ming Xilong's figure.
Just like an embroidery needle, you can penetrate the cloth, but you can only pull it out one stitch at a time before inserting it again.
But every time it penetrates, it takes time. During this time, Ming Xilong can move in the void dozens of times.
Therefore, the Shattering Void Spiritual Treasure cannot touch the Xuanshi Realm at all.
10!
9!
8!
…
Time passed by second after second.
The agreed time of five minutes was getting closer and closer, and Ming Gusheng had already gathered a Xuanshi magical power in his palms.
As long as Zhao Chu exceeds the time limit, he will rush out desperately and kill him.
It was Zhao Chu who broke the rules first, and no one could stop him.
Zhan Beihai and others calmed down.
"If Zhao Chu breaks the rules himself, they won't be able to embarrass Gu Sheng again!"
…
5!
4!
3!
The last time is coming to an end!
Countless people shook their heads sadly, no matter how strong Zhao Chu was, he was now powerless.
There is no way that the Shattering Void Spiritual Treasure can reach even half a step into the Xuanshi Realm!
boom!
However, in the last two seconds, a scarlet blood line suddenly appeared on Zhao Chu's ancient sword of heavenly weapons.
As the blood line appeared, a unicorn covered in flames seemed to stand on top of the ancient sword.
At this moment, the heartbeats of all the saints present were suffocated!
Shattering Void Heavenly Treasure!
That's right, at this moment, the ancient sword of Heavenly Weapon in Zhao Chu's palm suddenly had the aura of Shattering Void Heavenly Treasure.
Shattering Void Heavenly Treasure!
A more advanced existence!
This is a heaven-defying magic weapon that can tear apart the void and kill people in the Xuanshi realm. Looking at the entire sky and sea of stars, there are only a few records in legends, and people have never seen the real thing.
Bo!
"Ah...poof..."
The last second.
Zhao Chu held up the ancient sword of heavenly weapons and calmly split the void in front of him.
Just like sharp scissors, cutting through a piece of pitch-black cloth, inside lies the seriously injured Ming Xilong.
That's right.
The Void-Breaking Spirit Treasure is a needle, which can only penetrate the void point-to-point.
But the Void-Smashing Heavenly Treasure is a pair of scissors that can cut open the void.
When the ancient sword of the heavenly weapon sliced through the void, it also slit Ming Xilong's throat and shattered his life gate.
Zhao Chu's pupils were flashing with strange flames. In his sight, Ming Xilong was jumping around in the void, without any privacy at all.
And the reason why he wasted these 10 seconds was because he wanted to cover the ancient sword of Heavenly Weapon with the Qilin blood in Tianlin's arm.
Boom!
Ming Xilong was smashed down from the sky, and he curled up on the ground, convulsing constantly, like a prisoner on the verge of death!
"Third Senior Brother, bring up the coffins of Master and Second Senior Brother. I want to kill this villain with my own hands under their witness!"
Zhao Chu grabbed Ming Xilong's hair, as if he was dragging a dead dog.
Then, he kicked the dragon chair up and straightened it.
With a flick of his sleeves, Zhao Chu sat firmly on Ming Gusheng's dragon chair, looking down at the Baili ruins with cold eyes.