With a cold face, he separated his body from the sword blade.
Then, the high-level element of Xiang Ming Palace buzzed, and a stream of thick and sticky real energy directly healed his fatal wound.
Many people were amazed.
This recovery is almost instantaneous.
The Nascent Soul of the Tianci Sect sighed helplessly. Compared with the opponent's Yuan Weapon, his own was indeed not good enough.
You must know that this kind of injury can barely heal with a low-level element at least half an hour.
"Talent!"
"Tell me, is this the subtle sword intention?"
Xiang Minggong's palms trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his head, his pupils like a mad dog that had gone crazy.
"Since you know, why bother asking even though you already know!"
With his hair flying wildly, Zhao Chu smiled calmly.
"It's been 1 minute and 18 seconds."
Suddenly, Zhao Chu looked at the sky and spoke for no reason.
"What 1 minute and 18 seconds..."
Xiang Minggong was stunned.
"I said, since you and I started fighting, one minute and 18 seconds have passed now!"
"It's time to end!"
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Chu's face completely solidified.
In the time just now, through constant fighting, he had analyzed Xiang Minggong's fighting methods, fighting habits, and his fatal weaknesses.
"idiot!"
"A humble golden elixir that has not yet broken through the Nascent Soul, even if it can understand the subtle sword intention, what can it do? It is not a waste."
"It's a pity that you, an ant, will never have the chance to grow up."
"In the entire northern realm, no one can shake the high-grade element... ah..."
Xiang Minghua was furious.
He once again used his high-grade elemental sword. With the elemental weapon in hand, he was invincible.
No matter how strong the sword intention of Ruwei is, his humble golden elixir will always run out of real energy.
Although it will waste a little time, Zhao Chu... will die.
His analysis was correct.
pity!
Reality gave him a bloody slap.
In a daze, Zhao Chu had disappeared from the place. When he looked again, the dark figure was actually above his head.
Sword flash!
Boom!
A huge force weighing a million kilograms directly shook Xiang Minggong's body away, and the high-grade element he was proud of hummed and trembled, and an inaudible crack appeared.
puff!
The violent shock wave also directly displaced Minghua's internal organs, causing internal injuries.
"A million pounds of power!"
"How can you do this with a golden elixir...ah..."
Xiang Minggong's shock had not yet been digested, when a crisis suddenly appeared behind him.
Like a cunning hunter, waiting for his prey to take the bait.
escape!
Without even thinking about it.
Xiang Minggong stepped on the air with the sole of his foot and moved sideways.
pity!
Zhao Chu was faster, and the broken sword had been waiting for him for a long time.
When the prey enters the cage, his Dantian Life Gate is directly broken.
puff!
Xiang Minggong spurted out another mouthful of fresh juice, and his dumbfounded expression was as if he had seen a ghost!
quick!
Zhao Chu's speed was simply unbelievable, and it was simply an effect that could only be exerted by a heaven-level magical power.
And his trajectory is also so mysterious.
This person seems to be able to see into the future.
Every sword he strikes can block his own path of retreat.
right!
Zhao Chu had already calculated everything.
"I admit, high-level elements recover very quickly!"
"But I think my sword is faster!"
"Try it, you recover faster, or I kill faster!"
Buzz buzz!
Almost in the blink of an eye, eighteen Zhao Chus appeared above the sky.
Every body is an entity, and every body is an afterimage!
…
Shocking!
At this moment, the whole audience was shocked.
The Nascent Soul in the video was trembling all over.
In just these few moments, Zhao Chu had already cut 19 scars on Xiang Minggong's body.
…
Every scar directly shatters the life gate.
Accurate pointing.
Terrifyingly accurate.
Xiang Minggong's hair was disheveled and he looked more and more like a desperate mad dog. He was covered in blood and his situation was very dangerous.
It's not that Xiang Minggong is panicking.
But he was helpless.
Every time the Yuan Qi wants to recover from his wounds, Zhao Chu's sword will directly release its immense power and suppress his Yuan Qi.
Crazy!
In these few moments, Xiang Minggong was completely suppressed and beaten, suffering internal and external injuries, as well as the unwillingness in his heart, which made him so angry that his blood flowed backwards, and he almost fainted.
The high-level elemental weapon was very strong, and Zhao Chu could not break it for a while.
However, in the past few days, Zhao Chu practiced the Void Lock and quietly collected a large amount of Tianyuan treasures.
With the nourishment of these Tianyuan treasures, his withered sword also reached... one million catties yesterday.
right!
Unprecedented peak gravity, not weaker than high-level elements.
The Monument of No Regret cannot be used, but the withered sword is a soul-living weapon, which can completely suppress you, Xiang Ming Palace.
…
"You keep saying that the monks in my northern realm are ants!"
"Now you are beaten by an ant, which is not as good as a mad dog. Let me ask you, what kind of thing are you!"
Boom!
Zhao Chu's sword slashed out at an incredible angle again, like a poisonous snake that had been lurking for a hundred years, directly piercing Xiang Minggong's jaw.
…
"You are as high as a god, and wantonly humiliate my northern realm monks."
"Now, let me ask you again, how do you feel after you have become a prisoner?"
"You threatened to kill all the monks in the Northern Realm. Let me ask you...who are you? What qualifications do you have!"
One move after another!
In front of Zhao Chu's eyes, tragic scenes of the God-given sect's Yuanying self-disintegrating Yuanqi appeared one after another.
His pupils were scarlet as never before.
Because of your arrival, the original scene of Tianci Sect's prosperous singing and dancing has become an illusion.
anger!
In Zhao Chu's eyes, there was only anger that could not be washed away by the nine heavens and the sea.
…
"Come on, I'll give you a chance and say again that we are ants!"
"Say it!"
"Your eyes are higher than your head. You are so arrogant. Why don't you continue to humiliate me?"
"idiot!"
Boom!
Zhao Chu's sword showed no signs of giving up at all.
puff!
puff!
puff!
Xiang Minggong was beaten until his head was pounding, and his eyes were blood red.
…
shock!
In the distance, everyone watching the battle was in deep shock, unable to recover.
Deng Guanlou retreated quietly, keeping a safe distance from Zhao Chu.
Just now, he was still regretting that he did not take action before Xiang Minggong, fearing that Xiang Minggong accidentally killed Zhao Chu.
But now, he felt happy.
Fortunately, I didn't take action.
Otherwise, the only idiot who is beaten until he has no humanity is himself.
powerful!
The eleven disciples of Qingjie Holy Land are simply incredibly powerful.
…
"Zhao Chu, why don't you leave!"
"Even if I win against this person, what will happen?"
"They still have two real natural selections. You can't escape. Damn it!"
Zhao Chu was so powerful that even Shen Fusheng could not imagine it.
After all, that high-level elemental weapon could not even be suppressed by the natural selection inheritance weapon, but under Zhao Chu, it was unable to raise its head at all.
But the more talented Zhao Chu is, the more distressed Shen Fusheng becomes.
They were the ones who got Zhao Chu into trouble again.
If there was no Tianci Sect, Zhao Chu could completely leave and lie dormant for a while, and he would be in another realm.
…
"Zhao Chu, it turns out he is already so strong!"
The other Nascent Souls of Tianci Sect were also dumbfounded.
They admitted before that Zhao Chu was very strong.
But no one could have imagined that he would be so terrifying.
You know, this young man before stepped on half a step of natural selection in 2 minutes and 31 seconds.
But now he was beaten by Zhao Chu.
So, Zhao Chu's strength can also crush Half-Step Natural Selection?
"Can't stop it!"
"The hexagram shows that a glimmer of hope for us has dawned. Everyone in the Tianci Sect and the Alliance of Emperors will live."
"But there is one person who will leave today."
Xia Xiansheng's face looked ten years older.
He is a dignified Yuanying. He was originally a middle-aged Confucian scholar about 40 years old, but now his hair is gray and there are many wrinkles on his face.
"You said, Zhao Chu will die?"
"Can it be stopped? With his talent, he shouldn't die here."
"Tang Junpeng, once we were so high-spirited that we thought we could dominate the whole world. Now it seems that we are just a joke."
"You said stop?"
"Who could we have stopped?"
"Can you stop Zhao Chu? Or can you stop these powerful people from outside the world?"
"We are just miserable spectators, like prisoners on death row, we can only wait for the trial and then accept everything."
With a sneer, Xia Xiansheng's hair flew into chaos.
He was laughing at himself, looking at these Nascent Souls in the Northern Realm.
Sit in the well and look at the sky.
It refers to them.
"Indeed, none of us can stop it!"
Tang Junpeng's lips were dry, and his heart felt unprecedentedly frustrated.
…
"Elder, Xiang Ming Palace's life is in danger!"
Seeing that there are more and more wounds on Xiang Minggong's body, and his high-grade Yuanqiu has been suppressed crazily by Zhao Chu, and there are more and more cracks.
It's serious.
Without Yuanqi to recover from his injuries, Xiang Minggong had too many fatal injuries, and he might really die.
Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, a Nascent Soul from Jichi Holy Land quickly stepped forward and said to Luo Guangliu.
Qing Tianyi's face had already turned black.
This Zhao Chu would make terrifying progress every once in a while without seeing him.
"If I save Xiang Minggong, his fighting spirit will be broken and he will never be able to gather his Taoist heart again in this life."
"This person is useless."
Luo Guangliu spoke slowly.
How difficult it is for Jichi Holy Land to cultivate a strong person who is close to the top of the list.
In fact, Xiang Minggong didn't do anything wrong, it was just because the eleven Qing Jie disciples were too strong.
But the facts are the facts.
This is a fair battle among the young generation, and Xiang Minggong has the advantage.
Being beaten to the point of being unable to fight back by a peak golden elixir, he will live in the shadow of this battle for the rest of his life. He will never be able to gather his Taoist heart and will never be able to break through natural selection.
Wasted!
"Being alive is better than being dead."
The Nascent Soul thought for a while, but still stubbornly tried to dissuade him.
"Forget it, after you are rescued, just treat him like an ordinary disciple!"
Luo Guangliu nodded.
…
Bo!
With the next move, Zhao Chu's sword is about to penetrate Xiang Minggong's neck again.
pity!
The entire space was directly frozen by a vast force.
Even if Zhao Chu Realm King Dian pushes it to the extreme, even if his withered sword has a strength of over 1 million kilograms.
But I can't move at all!
This is the true power of natural selection.
The remains of Xiang Minggong slowly floated towards the Jichi Holy Land camp.
pity!
Zhao Chu was only a few swords away from being able to kill him, and if he persisted for a while, he would be able to break the high-grade elemental weapon.
But no chance.
After Xiang Minggong came to his senses, he turned his head suddenly.
He stared at Zhao Chu bitterly, his pupils filled with curses that could not be written in millions of words.
"Xiangming Palace, remember my name."
"You will never be able to gather the Taoist mind in this life."
"You come here to act arrogantly because of the Holy Land behind you. If you leave the Holy Land, who will you be? Nothing more than a wolf-like dog!"
"Pooh!"
Zhao Chu gathered his true energy into a mouthful of thick phlegm, which directly broke the space blockade and smeared on Xiang Minggong's face.
He tried his best and could only spit out this spit.
…
"2 minutes and 21 seconds!"
"You once laughed at my master and called him an ant."
"But under my command, how much stronger are you than ants?"
ridicule!
Zhao Chu looked around with his sword in his hand, his eyes sweeping across, scorning all incoming powerful enemies.
puff!
Xiang Minggong spurted out another mouthful of blood, tilted his head, and fainted.