Chapter 1241 1241 The fourth person in five hundred years
Chapter 141 141 The fourth person in five hundred years
The ninth battle was won without a fight, which was completely expected by everyone.
In such a huge Fifth Holy War Platform, there are actually only a few truly strong men.
The Evil Sword Half-Saint, who ranked second on the combat power list, was killed by Sun Ning as lightly as he crushed a fly with his eyes. After that, the candidate for the next challenge has been announced and is basically fixed.
There are only two people left who may have the strength to challenge Sun Ning, Tu Qiancheng and Zhuo Wangsun.
Now, Tu Qiancheng was also beaten to pieces with one blow.
Then there is only Zhuo Wangsun.
Zhuo Wangsun has always been a proud man, and he will not be able to ask for his help until the last moment. This is true whether he is attending any gathering or going into a battle.
The Naga Sword Master slowly came to the field. This time, his steps looked serious and serious. His expression was solemn, and his eyes were looking like lightning. There was a breathtaking grace, and he said loudly: "Holy
Fighting King Sun Ning has already won nine victories on the fifth holy war stage. He is only one step away from becoming the first in the world and the first person since the title of holy war god was established!"
"Now, I announce that the tenth challenge has officially begun, and the incense burning timer..."
As soon as Naga Sword Master finished speaking, a confident and gentle voice came immediately: "In this battle, let me ask Mr. Sun for a few tips, and I hope you can give me some advice. If there is any offense, Saint Fighter King will do anything to protect you."
Haihan.”
Everyone felt that their eyes were dazzled when a young man in white robes appeared in the corner of the holy war platform. His eyes were like lightning, his appearance was handsome, and his whole body was dressed up with an indescribable air of nobility, just like a noble man in the sky.
He is the fourth person on the long-lived list, the fourth person in the past five hundred years, the white-robed prince Zhuo Wangsun.
Zhuo Wangsun exuded a sharp and contradictory temperament, which attracted the attention of many people in an instant. He seemed to be a natural focus, shrouded in a dazzling halo, making people look at him and feel amazing.
At this moment, Zhuo Wangsun is so exquisite and touching. He is like coming from the top class that is difficult for ordinary people to touch. He has excellent connotation and cultivation, and is a born noble. His white robe is like snow, spotless, and his long hair.
He is carefully combed and meticulous. The jade belt is exquisite and flawless. Every part of his body is so impeccable, just like his cultivation, there is not even a trace of flaw, and no one can take advantage of it.
The Saint of Heaven and Earth sighed softly: "Seven months ago, I took a look at Zhuo Wangsun from a distance, and it already made me look at him. Now, he is even more powerful than then."
With his vision and cultivation, it would be like peeling off a cocoon and pulling out silk to find out Zhuo Wangsun's strength.
Zhishui Taoist Master agreed: "This person ranked among the top four in the longevity list, although he claims to be the first in five hundred years, in fact, the scope has been expanded at least several times, dating back to two or three thousand years, and this ranking is probably not
It will change. Any one of them has the ability to rank first on the longevity list in two to three thousand years."
Nishui Sword Lord also echoed: "In our Great Sage World, no new saint has been born in two thousand years, and the plane has been greatly affected. However, the four people, Zhuo Wangsun and Sun, were born one after another in five hundred years, and they continued to complement each other.
This is a great blessing to my great sage world."
He didn't say the next words: It's a pity that Sun Ning appeared again...
All the saints were silent. Of course they all understood what Nishui Sword Master meant.
The Great Sage World encourages warriors to compete with each other, but it is absolutely unwilling to see geniuses at the level of Sun Ning and Zhuo Wangsun confront each other. No matter who wins or loses, the strength of the Realm Alliance will be weakened. In such a large world, thousands of people
With a population of hundreds of millions, there may not be even one person who can eventually achieve the status of a saint in hundreds or even thousands of years. And these two people are both the seeds of great saints.
Zhuo Wangsun's exquisitely crafted white robe flowed like waves as he walked slowly, exuding a gentle temperament, like the finest jade.
He also said: "It is the greatest honor in my life to fight against such a great genius as Young Master Sun Ning. If I lose, not only will I not be angry, but I will be extremely happy. Because that means,
The first holy war god in our great sage world for countless years has really been born."
His expression was very gentle and peaceful, his gestures and words were so humble and low-key, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face. People couldn't help but feel good about him, and they secretly exclaimed that it turned out that Mr. Zhuo in white robe
Wang Sun was actually a humble gentleman with extremely high cultivation.
In particular, a large number of female cultivators looked at Zhuo Wangsun with their eyes shining with admiration.
"How revered is the position of the God of Holy War. One hundred thousand years ago, the saints and saints of our great sage world once said that this position does not belong to the common people, but to the gods. Whoever achieves it will make this huge star continent unparalleled for eternity.
Pull the foundation. Such great achievements have not been accomplished by Yue Wusheng, Ye Langya and Li Xiaoyao have not accomplished it, and I dare not even think about it. But now it has become a reality in the hands of Mr. Sun. It is really amazing!"
"So in this battle, whether it is out of respect for Mr. Sun, a rare opponent, or my belief in the title of the God of Holy War, I will do my best, leave no room for anything, and strive to become the strongest in the title of God of Holy War.
The whetstone.”
After saying this, there was a loud sound of admiration from the crowd.
Everyone saw the fierce and ruthless fighting on the holy war stage and the unscrupulous calculations. Suddenly seeing this sympathy with the opponent, they all felt it was very precious.
Some people praised Zhuo Wangsun for his humility, some praised him for being a humble gentleman, some praised him for his elegant temperament, and some praised him for being outstanding...
Sun Ning's eyes became very cold, and he shouted coldly: "You are looking for death!"
No one expected that when Zhuo Wangsun spoke loudly to him and acted so gentle, courteous and thrifty, he was secretly transmitting messages to a cold person.
"I didn't expect that you actually came to the last battle."
"In these days, everything you have done and every word you have made me, Prince Zhuo, feel disgusted. Sun Ning, Sun Ning, you are so famous. When I hear your name, my ears are filled with tears.
It’s almost time to wake up.”
"But who do you think you are, that your prestige is higher than that of me, Prince Zhuo? This is because you insist on forcing me to kill you to punish you for the sins you have committed."
"Sun Ning, I have observed it carefully. I know that your strength is indeed very good. Your cultivation talent is even inferior to that of Zhuo Wangsun. But you are too impatient. You should not be just cultivating.
The Xuanmen realm is just like shit, and you can't wait to jump out. If you can hold it back, when you advance to the Nine Tribulations Wonderful Realm, I won't even be able to control you."
"But there are never ifs in the world!"
"In this battle, I will kill you in front of the world, letting you challenge the trend of turmoil, stop here, and show my strength again..."
Sun Ning never thought that there would be someone like Zhuo Wangsun in the world who would do one thing in front of others and do the other behind his back, to such a heinous level.
Complimenting you in front of others creates the illusion that they are open-minded, modest, and elegant. Behind the scenes, they are selfish, jealous, ruthless, and do anything to the extreme.
If Prince Zhuo, Sun Tangtang, said these words honestly, even if the words were unpleasant, after all, he was not doing such a despicable and despicable thing in front of him, so Sun Ning would not care too much.
But now, Sun Ning is angry.
For the first time since he stepped onto the stage of jihad, he launched an unprecedented murderous intention. (To be continued)