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The second thousand two hundred and twenty-four chapters kill three people

Emperor Xuanqing said: "Since there is no such thing, let's start the test of Eighty-Six. Let's start with the first item, the strength of cultivation. Eighty-Six said that if she wants to prove invincible in the same realm, she must defeat the ten peaks of late-stage god transformation.

You are the one who came up with this standard, so the people who will fight against Eighty-Six will naturally come from you. Let me give you a cup of tea and select ten people."

"yes."

Everyone responded and immediately started discussing together.

They were all members of the royal family worth cultivating, and their cultivation levels were all good. Soon, ten opponents were selected.

Of course, not all of them are at the peak of the late stage of divine transformation, there are also those who have just entered the late stage of divine transformation.

This is not because everyone shows mercy to Du Xueqing, but because there are not so many people who are at the peak of the late stage of divine transformation.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, they don't believe that Du Xueqing can fight one against ten, so there is no difference between the late stage of divine transformation and the later stage of peak.

Emperor Xuanqing said: "It's still the old rule. You are not allowed to use magical powers and magic weapons, so as not to destroy my Grand Palace. It's the same as the eighty-six and sixty-two fights just now. In close combat, no fatal blows are allowed. The outcome will be determined.

It will be determined when all one party falls and loses the ability to fight again."

"yes."

Chen Hao and the ten royal families responded in unison.

Emperor Xuanqing waved his hand.

The crowd dispersed, revealing a large empty field.

Ten royal families formed a large circle, surrounding Chen Hao, and stared at him with eager eyes.

Although the monks have spiritual consciousness and can see anyone from 360 degrees without blind spots, this posture made people couldn't help but sweat for Du Xueqing.

A royal man with a mustache said: "Eighty-six, there are ten of us, and you are the only one, and we won't bully you, so you go first."

Chen Hao smiled brightly: "You are very kind. Brother, who is your oldest brother?"

Since there are so many royal families, even Eighty-Six only knows some of them, and most of them are unfamiliar with them.

The mustached royal looked solemn: "I am Chang Si Er Yi, you should call me Imperial Uncle."

Chen Hao suddenly realized: "It turns out you are from the eldest generation. Okay, uncle 421, for the sake of you telling me the ranking, I will be the first to send you out."

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he was already in front of the mustache royal family, and punched him hard.

"What a speed!"

Uncle 421 felt a shiver in his heart. He was truly the pinnacle of the late stage of divine transformation, and he was already on guard, but he didn't even see how Chen Hao got in front of him.

This eighty-sixth princess is worthy of being someone who dares to speak arrogantly. She really has something.

However, it is too simple to think of defeating him and knocking him out just because of his speed.

421 The emperor's uncle sneered, raised his lower body, shouted, punched Chen Hao, and hit him.

His cultivation level is much deeper than that of the Eighty-Sixth Princess, so naturally he will not dodge or confront anyone head-on. With the Eighty-sixth Princess's low level, unless she is extremely talented, it is impossible to be stronger than him.

Bang! The fists collide.

In an instant, Uncle Si Er Yi's expression changed.

He felt that what he encountered was not Eighty-Six's fist, but a flying hammer.

This fist is not only much harder than steel, but also contains unparalleled power.

Even behind the power, there is a more powerful surging undercurrent, and it seems that there is more than one.

Boom! Uncle 421 was like a strong wind blowing in his face, invisible energy overflowing, shattering all his hair and clothes.

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