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Chapter 1992 Despicable Sword Immortal

The sword fairy was ridiculed by the licking dog!

The ridicule from a licking dog is simply a bombshell.

Suddenly, all eyes were focused on the Sword Immortal Clan camp.

That's right.

The swordsman made it clear before that as long as the eleventh prince's score could exceed 5,000, he would give it to him.

Today, the number of the eleventh prince has indeed exceeded 5,000.

Not only was he not defeated, but he was still recovering from his injuries.

This time, it's wonderful.

But I have to say that licking the feet of dog people is really stinky, and it is so stinky that it is unconscionable.

"Beast, do you want to die?"

The sword fairy who promised to marry gritted his teeth.

This kind of weird public attention is just like Ling Chi, it's terrible.

At the same time, he also hated himself for being so talkative.

It is simply a shame to say anything to the dog-licking tribe.

"Hmph, I dare to stand in the eleventh prince's camp, but I am not prepared to survive."

"You, the Sword Immortal Clan, are usually arrogant, domineering, and nosy. You have always claimed to be the righteous path of heaven and earth."

"Now we need you to fulfill your promise, don't you dare?"

"If you say it out loud, is it a fart?"

The dog-licking tribe moved its toes with an expression as if I would risk everything.

If I am not even afraid of death, what else should I be afraid of?

Although the Eleventh Prince has achieved a score of 5,000, he is still a long way from the Tenth Prince's score of over 9,000.

The eleventh prince will still lose.

The dog-licking tribe knew that they were going to die today.

Before he dies, he must be arrogant once more.

"Hmph, the battle to seize the emperor is the most solemn event of the Ye Gui clan, and you won't tolerate the barking of beasts like you!"

"If there is any private bet, you can slowly settle the scores with each other after the battle for the emperor is over!"

"There is no room for your nonsense in the venue."

Seeing countless people pointing secretly, the other swordsman turned around and scolded him angrily, with a righteous look on his face.

"That's right, let's wait until the battle to seize the emperor is over to talk about your nonsense!"

The other sword immortals also said coldly.

"Hmph...talk doesn't mean it counts!"

The dog-licking tribe's face turned black with anger.

What a joke.

When the battle to seize the emperor is over, he will definitely be beaten to death by the soul ball.

When the time comes, I will become a corpse, why are you still licking my feet?

It's so shameless.

shameless.

"Are all the people of the Sword Immortal Clan so shameless now?"

"I dare not fulfill my bet with the dog-licking tribe. It's really amazing."

"Perhaps you can only bully the weak and fear the strong!"

A cultivator sighed.

The other two people also looked at them disdainfully.

That is contempt from the soul!

"Hmph, the Sword Immortal Clan is shameless and your words don't count!"

"shameless!"

"Bah!"

The Licking Dog Clan cursed angrily, and he even spat at the Sword Immortal Clan.

This time, the Sword Immortal clan was collectively silent.

It has reached this point and it is useless to say more.

When the battle to seize the emperor is over, the opponent will be nothing more than a bunch of corpses, and there is nothing to worry about. Talking too much now will only attract unnecessary ridicule.



The episode outside the barrier did not affect Zhao Chu's assessment at all.

Facing the Ghost King Tree, Zhao Chu used some ordinary magical powers, which were completely meaningless.

At this point, he could only use the strongest Divine Emperor Sutra to bombard the Ghost Emperor Tree.

Boom!

Zhao Chu flicked his sleeves, and the true energy in his dantian roared crazily.

Along with a rumbling sound, a shocking golden bridge suddenly appeared above his head.

The bright golden light of the bridge even illuminated the dark void.

"It's so satisfying to use your magical powers with all your strength!"

Zhao Chu let out a deep breath.

After being suppressed by the Eleventh Prince for a long time, Zhao Chu's bones were almost rusty.



"Damn it, you can actually use the magical powers of a cultivator?"

The tenth prince frowned and was surprised.

Before the battle to seize the emperor began, the princes had actually explored each other's background.

The eleventh prince's body is a weak cultivator.

Although it is a parasite that can grow, the eleventh prince's parasitic time is too short and there is no time to continue evolving.

Because of this, the eleventh prince cannot even control the body 100%.

He couldn't use the magical powers in his body at all.

Just now, the eleventh prince behaved normally.

He could only use the most primitive essence to bombard the Ghost King Tree, without any skills at all.

But what's going on now?

The eleventh prince recovered from his injuries inexplicably, and now displays the magical power of a cultivator.

This guy is very hidden.

But no matter how deep you hide it, you are only at level five of the reincarnation realm. What can you do?

The maximum score of 6000 is definitely your upper limit.

What do you need to hide?

"What does this guy want to do?"

The tenth prince frowned even deeper.

He even felt that the Eleventh Prince seemed a little different from just now.

But he couldn't tell what was different.

"Is this the method of a cultivator?"

"Looking awesome!"

Not far away, the Twelve Princes and others were also shocked.

The momentum of the golden bridge was really terrifying. They were closer to Zhao Chu, so they felt it more vividly.

In their perception, it seemed that the aura of this golden bridge was even a little more subtle than the Tenth Prince's Flying Sword.

Of course, this is just their intuition.

In terms of realm, the tenth prince simply crushed the eleventh prince.



Outside the boundary.

The three cultivators were also stunned on the spot.

In their minds, the eleventh prince could not use his magical powers at all.

But now, he actually created such a terrifying golden bridge, it was simply terrifying.

"If my guess is correct, that golden bridge should be the Supreme Taoist scripture of the cultivators, the Divine Emperor Sutra. It's unbelievable!"

The white-haired cultivator observed it carefully for a long time, and finally said in disbelief.

"Is it possible? That is the qualification that only descendants of the God Emperor have!"

Another cultivator had a troubled face.

Regarding the God Emperor Sutra, they are all memories collected by the leaf ghosts from the minds of cultivators.

Although they do not know the ins and outs of the Divine Emperor Sutra, they are certain that the Divine Emperor Sutra is the highest level of magical power for cultivators.

"It is very possible that the body of the eleventh prince is the descendant of the God Emperor!"

"Oh, what a pity. If there is enough time, the eleventh prince can definitely surpass the tenth prince. Damn it, there is not enough time!"

The last cultivator looked miserable.

"The level of the Divine Emperor Sutra is no weaker than that of the Flying Immortal from Heaven. It is really possible for the eleventh prince to defeat the tenth prince. What a pity, what a pity!"

The cultivators can only sigh.

In the distance, the swordsmen were also deeply shocked by Zhao Chu's Imperial Bridge.

Although the Eleventh Prince's realm is low, this Imperial Bridge is indeed terrifying.

"The eleventh prince will definitely win, and the eleventh prince will definitely be able to proclaim himself emperor."

"The eleventh prince will definitely win!"

The dog-licking tribe roared at the top of their lungs.

At the same time, he also looked down upon the entire Sword Immortal Clan with disdain.

Even the dog-lickers look down upon a group of races that dare not fulfill their promises!



Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, thunder rolled.

Within the barrier, Zhao Chu controlled the Imperial Bridge and finally hit the Ghost Emperor Tree hard.

The unprecedented terrifying sound waves spread loudly, and even the barrier arranged by Ye Guihuang shook slightly.

Within the barrier, the remaining princes were staggered by the strong wind, and the ten princes all lowered their heads and covered their faces.

Right now, he is still unable to activate the magic sword.

But the strong wind blowing against the face is like countless sharp knives, which makes people's faces hurt.

Not only inside the barrier, the strong wind even swept outside the barrier.

The sudden strong wind caused all the races on the throne to fly wildly.

Of course, when the strong wind reaches outside the barrier, most of it has been offset. In addition, the races that help Huangtai have defensive means.

On the contrary, the audience was more calm than the princes in the barrier.

"What a terrifying blow, worthy of the magical power of a descendant of the God Emperor."

The cultivator secretly sighed.

This is the true style of a cultivator.

Just now, the three of them even had the urge to worship.

Too strong.



The strong wind lasted for several minutes before slowly calming down.

For the first time, everyone focused their attention on the Ghost Emperor's dragon chair.

Everyone, including the tenth prince, is curious, and everyone can't wait to see the next results.

The killing of the eleventh prince was simply too terrifying.

The dust disperses.

6211.

Compared with the achievements of the tenth prince, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Even compared to the princes who have died, he is still in the last place and still not enough.

But this number is still shocking.

Everyone in the audience was silent, and everyone was so shocked that they forgot to breathe.

Even the most confident Tenth Prince was covered in cold sweat.

6211.

It's simply an incredible number.

You know, before this attack, the eleventh prince's score was 5231!

With one blow, the data was 980.

This is simply an incredible feat.

One move, close to a thousand.

It's simply unbelievable.



"The eleventh prince is invincible, the eleventh prince will surely win, the eleventh prince will definitely defeat the prince."

"The eleventh prince will definitely win!"

Finally, a broken gong broke the dead silence.

The three cultivators looked at all this in disbelief, and the dog-licking tribe was the first to cheer.

He was really excited.

Even if the eleventh prince lost, this move was already shocking enough.

"Damn it!"

The sword fairies cursed angrily.

With data approaching 1,000, they believed that the Eleventh Prince was not worthy of being recorded at all.



"call!"

"I'm injured. The counterattack power of this Ghost King Tree is more terrifying than I imagined!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Chu slowly calmed down his breathing.

Half of his internal organs had been shattered.

This means that Zhao Chu is physically strong, otherwise he would be seriously injured due to the counterattack of this move.

"Damn it, I underestimated the counter-shock power of the Ghost King Tree. Now is not the time to practice!"

Zhao Chu held two pieces of chalcedony of creation between his fingertips.

On weekdays, Zhao Chu needs to use up all his true energy in every possible way.

In that blow just now, half of the true energy was blasted out.

Theoretically, Dantian will automatically restore true energy immediately.

But the backlash from the Ghost King Tree injured Zhao Chu, so a large amount of true energy was needed to help Zhao Chu heal his injuries.

Because of this, Zhao Chu needs to supplement it with Good Fortune Chalcedony.

If the Ghost Emperor Tree had no counterattack power, the moment Zhao Chu finished casting the Emperor Bridge, his true energy would be replenished immediately.

In that case, he would have no chance to use the Chalcedony of Creation.

Therefore, bombarding the Ghost King Tree is also an alternative way of cultivation.

But it's a pity that Zhao Chu can't be happy now.

Although he could practice by bombarding the Ghost King Tree, he also faced the danger of exhaustion.

The current score is only over 6,000. To surpass the Tenth Prince, more than 3,000 are needed!

The further back you go, the harder it is to light up the Ghost King leaves.

Zhao Chu even felt a crisis!



"Hmph, more than 6,000, that's the limit for trash like you...what..."

Outside the barrier, several sword fairies were acting strangely.

Unfortunately, before they could finish their words, a golden bridge suddenly appeared above the heads of the eleventh prince in the barrier.

That's right.

The exact same Imperial Bridge.

Exactly the same horror.

The tenth prince had an expression of disbelief on his face.

He simply couldn't understand that such a weak cultivator wouldn't be afraid of the Ghost King Tree's counterattack?

But anyway.

Zhao Chu still succeeded in refining the Imperial Bridge.

Boom!

A loud noise fell, and the heaven and earth shook.

The loud noise this time was even more shocking than the first time.

After everyone was mentally prepared, their eyes were fixed on the results of the eleventh prince.



7025!

really!

Another surge.

With more than 800 data, it is no weaker than before.

You know, the further back you go, the more difficult it will be to improve your performance.

Zhao Chu was able to achieve such terrifying results, which shocked more people.

"The eleventh prince is invincible, the eleventh prince is invincible!"

"Haha, the tenth prince will be defeated, and the despicable and shameless Sword Immortal Clan will be defeated!"

The dog lickers danced happily.



puff!

Within the boundary.

Zhao Chu finally couldn't help it and took out a mouthful of blood.

When the second move fell, Zhao Chu's internal organs were all shattered.

He was completely seriously injured.

no way.

The gap in realm is ultimately difficult to bridge.

After exceeding 7000, the counterattack power of the Ghost Emperor Tree has almost doubled.

Not only was Zhao Chu's dantian empty, his physical injuries were even more serious than can be described.

Of course, Zhao Chu was actually already prepared.

The Tenth Prince's strength is close to that of the Emperor, and he has only achieved more than 9,000 points.

As for me, a fifth-level reincarnation realm, 7,000 is already unbelievable.

The other princes, with Tianzun's strength, are no more than this.

In fact, Zhao Chu is already proud enough.

"I can still barely perform half of the moves... Next, it's time to use the power of spiritual thoughts."

Zhao Chu sighed.

He also wanted to continue using the Imperial Bridge, but his physical injuries no longer allowed him to continue taking risks.

If Zhao Chu dares to act rashly, he will definitely end up being shocked to death by the Ghost King Tree.

Anyway, the power of spiritual thoughts is also an attack method, so there is no need for Zhao Chu to risk his life so early.

"For the last half move, just use the God-breaking Spear!"

After coughing out a few mouthfuls of blood, Zhao Chu took a deep breath and started to gather his true energy again.



"What...the eleventh prince still refuses to admit defeat?"

Zhao Chu was seriously injured, and everyone thought everything was over.

With his strength, his score of more than 7,000 is really a miracle.

But no one expected that the tenacious Eleventh Prince would summon a pitch-black spear in the void again.

At this moment, a frightening pressure of destruction slowly spread.



ps: I'm not feeling well, so I'll update it first today, sorry.


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