There are still five hours left before Sun Ning’s challenge at the Fifth Holy War Stage.
The Fifth Holy War Platform, Qiushi Building, in the top floor hall.
A young man in white sat quietly at the main seat.
His eyes were like lightning, his appearance was handsome, and his whole body exuded an air of indescribable nobility, like a nobleman from heaven.
But what is more eye-catching than his appearance and dress is his temperament.
Deep and sharp.
Grand yet delicate.
Sharp yet soft.
This kind of weird temperament that exists in ordinary people, but all of them are unique in him. The most incredible thing is that when this completely opposite and contradictory temperament appears in him, not only does he not have the slightest trace of...
It is abrupt, but very harmonious, giving him a strange charm.
This noble gentleman with a strange temperament and who looks to be in his early twenties is one of the most outstanding geniuses in the Great Sage World for hundreds of years. He ranks fourth on the 'Longevity List'. Looking at the entire Sirius plane
, all have the famous Zhuo Wangsun!
Zhuo Wangsun's name was originally Zhuo Yong.
But he thought Zhuo Yong's entire name was too rustic, so he decided to change it.
During the time when he changed his name, it was when the Sword Saint of the Ten Directions, King Xu Wangsun, killed a saint in Dayong World on the central battlefield of the plane. At that time, the Sword Saint of the Ten Directions became the most popular being in the entire Sirius plane.
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So Zhuo Yong changed his name to Zhuo Wangsun.
He swore in his heart that he would also kill the saint in the future!
He wants to be the second grandson of the Void King!
Changing one's name to that of a great saint was originally a very disrespectful thing. But firstly, the Sword Master of the Ten Directions didn't care about these false names, and secondly, Zhuo Wangsun did have extraordinary strength.
Soon, his name was resounding throughout the world of the Great Sage, and he was on the longevity list, and then climbed all the way up, directly to the fourth place.
Sitting next to King Zhuo and his grandson are nine half-saints.
Even the powerful half-saint must sit under him, which also proves Zhuo Wangsun's terrifying strength.
If you are familiar with the Fifth Holy War realm, you will recognize that these nine half-saints, except for the evil-proof sword Slaughter Thousand Cities, the other eight are among the top ten beings in the Fifth Holy War realm.
The tenth ranked Luya Half Saint.
The eighth-ranked Hozen Half-Saint...the third-ranked Taihao Half-Saint, and the second-ranked Evil Sword Half-Saint.
The number one person is, of course, Zhuo Wangsun himself.
In the past thousand years, the strongest person born on the fifth holy war stage is Zhuo Wangsun.
Many people have always believed that as long as Zhuo Wangsun does not challenge the Sixth Holy War Platform, he will always be the number one figure in the Fifth Holy War Platform, and no one can bring him the slightest threat.
Zhuo Wangsun's lightning-like eyes swept over the nine half-saints sitting on both sides one by one. The dignified half-saints seemed to dare not face his oppressive eyes. Several of them looked away calmly.
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"I invite you all to come here to discuss how to stop Sun Ning."
Zhuo Wangsun said calmly: "The Fifth Holy War Platform is the place where we fought, and where we left our names. If someone steps on us, establishes his own reputation, and spreads it, our group will also
There’s no way to mess around anymore.”
The Evil Sword Half-Saint Yin said cautiously: "This time, Sun Ning will die, and I will kill him with my own hands!"
There was a long, sloping scar on his face, spanning from his right eye across the bridge of his nose and extending to the corner of his left lip. It looked indescribably fierce and terrifying.
Among the disciples of Emperor Dongyuan, the Evil Sword Half-Saint has the deepest cultivation level and the most ruthless methods. However, because he has cultivated to Half-Saint long ago, he has almost no chance to aspire to the Holy Realm, so his reputation is not obvious.
Zhuo Wangsun smiled slightly and said: "Brother Evil Sword is second only to me in the fifth holy war platform's combat power rankings. If you take action, wouldn't it make others think that the other eight people are not Sun Ning?"
That boy’s opponent?”
Semi-Saint Lu Ya said proudly: "What the young master said is absolutely true. In this first battle, I will take action. If I lose my hand, it won't be too late for you to come back and take over."
After a pause, he added: "It is said that the so-called Fourteenth Sword of the Ten Directions used a powerful semi-immortal weapon to kill four semi-saints last time. For this, he burned three hundred years of life.
I almost ended up in a state of shock. I would like to try to see if he can still touch the semi-immortal weapon that can kill people this time!"
"With Brother Luya's methods, within one confrontation, this person's life will be taken."
"If we rely on our true abilities, there has never been a precedent in the world for anyone with a second-level Xuanmen cultivation level to defeat or even kill a second-level semi-saint or above! This time, it will be absolutely impossible!"
"If Brother Lu Ya loses his hand, he is more than capable of protecting himself. The rest will be left to the Taoist brother who will come on stage next. It will be absolutely foolproof."
All the semi-saints spoke one after another. When they spoke, they all looked at Zhuo Wangsun who was sitting at the top with more or less flattering intentions.
This fourth person on the Longevity List has such a strong intimidating power that all the Half-Saints have to treat him with caution. On the surface, he seems to be very harmonious, but in fact, they are afraid of saying something inappropriate and making him unhappy.
Zhuo Wangsun nodded with satisfaction, but his eyes fell on the first person on the left, a middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes, with disheveled hair like a madman, and extremely cold eyes, like a killing machine, with half gray hair.
He asked with a smile: "What do you think, Brother Tu?"
The Brother Tu he was talking about was, of course, the general of the Fifth Holy War Palace, who slaughtered thousands of cities with the evil sword.
Tu Qiancheng's voice was as cold as his eyes, and he said without any emotion: "I want to say a few words."
"The first sentence is that you think Sun Ning is too simple!"
"The second sentence is, if you can't do it, I will take action myself!"
"good!"
Zhuo Wangsun clapped his hands with satisfaction and said in admiration: "I like to talk to Brother Tu, a strong man who is both powerful and always clear-headed. It is simple and hassle-free, and the cooperation is very pleasant."
It can be seen from the tone of Zhuo Wangsun's words that he highly admires Tu Qiancheng, even far more than Dongyuan's chief disciple Xie Dao. This shows that Tu Qiancheng's strength must be quite extraordinary.
"I won't say anything unnecessary."
Zhuo Wangsun's oppressive eyes looked at everyone again, and said slowly: "If anyone can kill Sun Ning on the holy war platform, I will give him three longevity elixirs. On the contrary, if you leave Sun Ning to
After I kill Sun Ning, whoever is still alive will die by my sword!"
The expressions of all the demi-saints changed simultaneously, with joy and fear at the same time.
They also have endless desire for the elixir of longevity.
But Zhuo Wangsun's way of dealing with things is really cruel and leaves no room for anything, which makes people unconvinced.
None of the half-saints dared to say anything, but agreed with a bang.
There was a cold murderous intent in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes, and he murmured to himself: "I want to see what a kid from the second Xuanmen can do to dare to challenge me, Zhuo Wangsun!" (To be continued)