Chapter 547 A line of blood and tears, looking up at the starry sky, ten thousand)
Buzz!
Zhao Chu tilted his head and dodged the purple-robed young man's sword.
When he was about to strike the second sword, the young man in purple robe noticed something strange.
At some point, the blind man held a rusty and broken sword in his hand.
That’s right!
In all his life, the purple-robed young man saw such a broken sword for the first time.
Even a fire stick looks stronger than this sword.
"Did the Holy Land of Green Tribulation just give you such a broken sword?"
"That's ridiculous!"
The young man in purple robe sneered and continued to kill Zhao Chu with his sword.
He also found that he was on top of the Holy Statue, so he did not dare to use too much force for fear of leaving sword marks on the Holy Statue.
But the young man in purple robe could not stop!
Being cuckolded like this, if you stop midway, you will be left with inner demons for the rest of your life.
We can only fight quickly!
cut!
The sword curtain of the purple-robed young man formed a net, covering Zhao Chu airtightly.
Flash!
This time, Zhao Chu did not continue to flee.
He held the broken sword flat and stood at the tip of the Holy Lord's nose. Although he was dodging the sword net, the soles of his feet did not escape.
"Crazy man, do you have no place to escape?"
The young man in purple robe smiled ferociously.
His sword became faster and faster, almost faster than the torrential rain.
And Zhao Chu was dodging on the spot, incredibly fast, as if hundreds of shadows were growing.
If this stalemate continues, Zhao Chu will definitely be killed.
That’s right!
He is just building the foundation realm.
It is simply a joke to compete with the Jindan realm in terms of true energy strength.
There is no escape!
People have already seen that Zhao Chu doesn't want to escape.
The further he reaches the pinnacle of sculpture, the fewer places he can stay and the less space he has to escape.
The clear sky is his invisible prison.
Without true energy, you cannot fly with a sword.
In the realm of foundation building, one is not qualified to own the sky.
The young man in purple robe leisurely stepped on another flying sword, like a cruel executioner, torturing the prisoner.
Trapped in a cocoon!
From the first step he took on the statue of the Holy Lord, he was already in a desperate situation!
54!
52!
49!
Unknowingly, several blood marks had been cut on Zhao Chu's body.
That’s right!
Zhao Chu, no matter how fast you flash, you can't be as fast as the purple-robed young man's sword.
But at this time, the purple-robed young man frowned!
He finally noticed something strange.
Not normal!
There was no trace of panic on Zhao Chu's face.
This calm expression is absolutely abnormal.
The young man in purple robe had killed thousands of people, but he had never seen such a calm expression before.
and!
Zhao Chu seemed to have been mumbling some numbers in his mouth.
It’s like counting down the time!
38!
34!
Unknowingly, Zhao Chu's body had been cut with 10 levels of blood marks.
The young man in purple robe is getting weirder and weirder!
He is about to die and is still counting down!
32!
30!
"Time enough!"
Suddenly, the purple-robed young man's sword stopped.
Stop!
He had become accustomed to Zhao Chu's countdown rhythm. The latter suddenly stopped counting down. At this moment, he was still a little distracted.
"You can die!"
These were the last words the purple-robed young man heard!
asphyxia!
Afterwards, the purple-robed young man could no longer lift his sword.
His breathing was stagnant and his whole body was shivering, like a prisoner under the executioner's guillotine.
That’s right!
The young man in purple robe was in disbelief.
But this feeling is the most personal feeling.
He will die!
This has become a foregone conclusion.
Must die!
What a terrifying perception.
The young man in purple robe could not breathe. He even saw the scene after his death.
The broken sword in Zhao Chu's hand pierced his throat, and his death was extremely miserable.
impossible!
Why, this is simply impossible!
Zhao Chu, a blind man, was obviously standing there, motionless like a fool.
Why did he give himself the illusion that he would be killed!
Crazy!
Exposed to the hallucination, the young man in purple robe almost went crazy.
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Stop!
Above the sky, Zhao Chu was holding a broken sword and standing with his hands behind his back.
Opposite him, the young man in purple robe stepped on the flying sword and strangely stopped killing.
What's going on?
Countless Nascent Souls were scratching their heads and looked confused.
Are you afraid of sculptures?
Some people are thinking.
It makes no sense!
The young man in purple robe suddenly stopped fighting for no reason!
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Horrified!
A few more seconds passed.
The young man in purple robe has an increasingly clear feeling about death.
His blood has even stopped flowing, and his thinking has become somewhat sluggish!
escape!
escape!
Run away, run away!
The young man in purple robe didn't even think about it. The flying sword under his feet turned around and flew towards the distance.
The sky screams!
Practice one by one and swing everything away.
escape!
A desperate escape.
The purple-robed young man's sudden escape left countless people scratching their heads.
Even the three major natural selections look incomprehensible!
Good luck, Zhao Chu is about to be killed!
Why are you running at this time?
The embarrassed look on the young man in purple robe clearly meant he was running for his life.
"Oops, it's too subtle!"
At this moment, Green-robed Natural Selection suddenly exclaimed!
Subtle?
Hearing this, Li Qinggong and Zipao Tianze were covered in sweat.
Subtle?
The ultimate in swordsmanship, a sure-kill sword!
This is already another level of kendo.
How is it possible for someone who is only in the Foundation Establishment realm to practice swordsmanship to the smallest detail?
Simply ridiculous!
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"Brother, why are you running!"
Under the high platform, Shi Lanke, like all the Nascent Souls, looked at the purple-robed young man in confusion.
He is the strongest golden elixir under the Nascent Soul.
Let alone a cornered Foundation Establishment Realm, even if the Nascent Soul Realm comes to kill him, the purple-robed young man has no need to run away!
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Next breath!
Zhao Chu gave everyone an answer!
Sword marks!
Cut a strange black line in the sky, like an ugly scar!
The purple-robed Tianze was holding a feather fan in his hand, and at this moment, he pinched the fan handle directly.
Li Qinggong swallowed hard and was stunned.
"It's really meticulous!"
"As expected of a disciple of Qingjie Holy Land, there has never been a fuel-efficient lamp since ancient times!"
The green robe is blessed by natural selection.
Fortunately, the person who married Shi Lanke was not his apprentice.
otherwise!
My beloved disciple will be just like the young man in purple robe!
At this moment!
Already a corpse!
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Above the sky!
The young man in purple robe had escaped three feet away.
But in just a blink of an eye, Zhao Chu's figure had already cut across the sky.
That sword was so bland and uninteresting.
That sword was like a beginner practicing swordsmanship in the early morning!
This was the first sword struck by Zhao Chu.
It was also the last sword struck by Zhao Chu!
However!
It was this sword that calmly penetrated the neck of the purple-robed young man!
At some point, Zhao Chu's figure appeared strangely behind the purple-robed young man, stepping on the latter's flying sword, which was the same flying sword.
Everything everything.
It's just like heaven's destiny 500 years ago.
Zhao Chu is destined to kill you!
This is fate!
You have to die!
"Compared to the puppet, you are really too weak!"
Zhao Chu finished his sentence, then flew up with his kick, kicking the body of the purple-robed young man away!
Boom!
Then, the body of the purple-robed young man hit the left eye of the holy statue hard.
His dirty blood blocked the compassionate pupils of the Holy Lord.
"Huh? How dare you resist a small flying sword!"
In Zhao Chu's body, the breath of Taoist heart disappeared in a flash, and the flying sword under his feet was like a frightened bird, and he suddenly became quiet.
"The withered sword currently weighs 480,000 jins, and there is still 20,000 jins left... The pupils of this sculpture are forged with Tianyuan treasures, which just makes up for the last 20,000 jins of weight!"
Zhao Chu turned around!
The body of the young man in purple robe hit his eyeball and was about to fall down at this moment.
call out!
However!
Zhao Chu flicked his sleeve, and the withered sword in his hand was like a sharp arrow, directly penetrating the heart of the corpse!
Like a long nail!
The tip of the sword actually sank directly into the pupil of the Holy Lord!
Others cannot see it, but Kujian will absorb the Tianyuan treasure at all costs when he sees it!
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call!
At this moment, a strong wind blew in the sky.
Zhao Chu stepped on the flying sword, his messy hair flying in the strong wind, and the dark blindfold bandage, mocking the entire Thousand Realms.
I am building the foundation!
I'm blindfolded!
With one strike of my sword, I killed what you called the strongest golden elixir!
Although Zhao Chu has not yet truly broken through the golden elixir, he only missed a final kick, so he can barely support the flying sword.
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"Talent!"
"Tao Xin!"
"Are these eleven disciples from the Blue Tribulation Holy Land evildoers?"
Zhao Chu suppressed Feijian and displayed the Taoist aura for a moment, and the three of them were instantly aware of it.
"No wonder, this time the eleventh disciple will be him!"
"Those monsters in the Green Tribulation Holy Land have never done money-losing business. How could they just find someone and give them the order of eleven disciples?"
The green-robed natural selection nodded.
Think about it carefully.
The first ten disciples of the Blue Tribulation Holy Land, how can they be simple things? Each one of them is a being who turned the entire Xiajiutian world upside down.
"I will train this madman into lamp oil!"
Purple Robe Natural Selection's body was boiling with raging anger.
The wrath of natural selection will bring catastrophe to the people!
Zhao Chu killed his beloved disciple, which had completely angered this natural selection.
"Zhao Chu, how dare you destroy the statue of the Holy Lord like this!"
Li Qinggong was so angry that he was shaking!
The sculpture of the Holy Lord at this moment is simply like a joke!
The Holy Lord's eyes were fixed on an ugly broken sword. On top of the broken sword, the body of the young man in purple robe swayed in the wind, looking eerie and strange.
With the blood of the purple-robed young man flowing down.
There was actually a line of blood flowing down the Holy Lord's face.
Look from a distance!
Like a line of blood and tears!
The blood and tears of the Holy Lord!
A bad omen!
This is simply such a disaster that the sky could fall down. Even Li Qinggong, who is in a state of natural choice, has an ominous premonition.
…
"Zhao Chu, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to slander my innocence and kill my senior brother!"
At this time, Shi Lanke's restriction was finally lifted.
But everything is too late!
The senior brother was killed, and Zhao Chu destroyed one eye of the saint's sculpture.
He caused a huge disaster. If the Holy Lord punishes him, even Li Qinggong will be punished.
Shi Lanke was so hysterical that her voice almost broke.
Hearing this, Zhao Chu sneered in front of everyone.
He stepped on the flying sword, stood with his hands behind his back, slowly flew to the body of the purple-robed young man, and pulled out the withered sword!
Boom!
At this time, the body of the purple-robed young man fell straight down from the sky like a ball of rotten meat.
Dust stirred up.
In this world of the Lower Nine Heavens, the strongest person under the Nascent Soul was thrown and his limbs were twisted, and he was extremely miserable.
"No injustice or hatred?"
"Shi Lanke, in the Holy Land of Green Tribulation, you had thoughts of killing me three times in total!"
"Just now, as soon as I appeared, you from the Thousand Realms Realm, regardless of the ins and outs, were about to blast me into pieces."
"For the sake of my order of eleven disciples, you have resorted to all means. Never thought that you and I have no grievances!"
"If you were hunted endlessly, would you fight back?"
"Your question is simply stupid!"
Zhao Chu sneered!
1 second!
As soon as he finished speaking, the bombardment from Purple Robe Natural Selection finally arrived!
What a pity!
Zhao Chu sighed.
Both eyes are forged from Tianyuan treasures.
The time was short, and he only had enough time to take away the Tianyuan treasure from one eyeball. He had no time to take away the remaining eyeball.
…
Natural selection blasts away, gathering into a pitch-black finger, crushing the sky layer by layer along the way.
And in front of everyone, Zhao Chu was sitting in the dark eye sockets of the holy statue, his feet swaying in the wind.
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
Weird!
Then Zhao Chu, isn't he even afraid of being killed by natural selection?
Why can he still laugh out loud!
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Coming!
Zhao Chu's heart skipped a beat!
really!
The expulsion from the Thousand Realms Realm and the arrest from the Northern Realm came as scheduled.
At this moment, Zhao Chu's body was under the unparalleled power of the Supreme Law.
You are from the Northern Realm.
The Northern Realm belongs to the Exile Realm. Your coming to the Thousand Realms has destroyed the balance of heaven.
You must be evicted.
Even if he is in the Wenyuan Realm, he is unstoppable!
illusory!
Seeing that the giant fingers were about to crush Zhao Chu into mincemeat, his body suddenly became insubstantial.
"Huh? What is that?"
At the moment when the body was illusory, beside Zhao Chu, a piece of wall was broken in the eye socket of the holy statue.
Then!
An ancient book fell out from the broken wall.
"Take this book!"
Unexpectedly, the sound of flood cliff appeared.
Zhao Chu didn't have time to think too much.
He opened the Qiankun Ring, used the last moment to put away the books, and his body disappeared into thin air!
Buzz!
That finger suddenly stopped in the air, like an angry giant beast.
A few breaths later!
The giant finger suddenly disappeared.
The three natural selections looked at each other!
Zhao Chu is missing!
In front of the three great natural selections, he beheaded a disciple of the Daqian Holy Palace, destroyed an eyeball of the statue of the Holy Lord, and then walked away in a swaggering manner.
The appearance of this person is purely to humiliate the Daqian Holy Palace.
"Issue a fatwa!"
"No matter where Zhao Chu escapes to the outer shaft ring, he must be captured."
“Don’t let go of the inner shaft ring either!”
"He is currently just a registered disciple, and it is impossible for him to stay in the central domain!"
Three natural selections issued a supreme reward order.
Holy sculpture!
A line of blood and tears, looking up at the starry sky.
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