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Chapter 649 The Might of a Saint

"Someone told me before that you were the strongest among the nine emperors. I said that your strength just now was average. It turned out that you were just hiding your clumsiness," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"When they are all dead, I will kill you, and you will become the candidate of the main clan," Shen Yu said with an evil smile.

"Where do you get your confidence?" Xu Zimo asked with interest.

"You'll know later," Shen Yu said calmly.

At this moment, I saw a pure white spiritual energy rising from his body into the sky.

The spiritual energy carries soaring power, which has surpassed the Heaven-melting realm and is close to the power of a saint.

"What is this?" Xu Zimo looked at it with interest.

I saw this vast white spiritual energy covering the entire void. In this void, a figure seemed to be looming in it.

"It's the Master," everyone on the Great Dao Peak stood up and said with some surprise.

"Why did the master's shadow appear on Shen Yu?" Wang Yuntian said with a frown.

Everyone looked at Chang Qing, the master of Shenxiao Peak, with doubts in their eyes.

"Don't look at me, this matter has nothing to do with me," Chang Qing said with a smile.

"It was Yu'er who received the inheritance from his master."

"Inheritance? When did the master leave an inheritance alone?" Qi Hai asked.

"I don't know about this either. Anyway, Master chose Yu'er, which proves that he is optimistic about him," Chang Qing said.

"It's useless for you to be envious."

Everyone's eyes were uncertain, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.

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In the illusory aura, although Xu Zimo couldn't see clearly the appearance of the figure, he could still feel the power of the saint.

"I never thought that the inheritance of Saint Jiuxiao would be my trump card," Shen Yu said proudly.

"I have been keeping this trump card for several years, just waiting to be used at a life-or-death moment. I have to thank you for getting rid of them for me."

"You're welcome, you will be like them later," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"Do you really think you can catch the saint's blow?" Shen Yu said coldly.

His eyes were slightly closed. At this moment, Shen Yu's expression was solemn and solemn.

He seemed to be integrated with the huge figure in the void, and the aura around him became as majestic as that of a saint in just an instant.

A saint can start a religious sect and become a saint. From then on, his life span will be worry-free, his road will be broad, and he will have the power of heaven and earth at his fingertips.

Shen Yu was seen hanging high in the sky, looking at Xu Zimo with indifferent eyes.

"Death," the word was as if Dao Dao was disturbed and rushed towards Xu Zimo with supreme power.

"I thought it was something, but it turned out to be just a remnant soul," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

Thinking about it, Shen Yu must have accidentally obtained the inheritance from Jiuxiao Saint, and there was a remnant soul in the inheritance.

Faded by the vicissitudes of life and the ever-changing passage of time, this remnant soul has already reached its limit.

The power in it was just enough to simulate a saint's attack, so Shen Yu used it as a trump card.

Xu Zimo didn't even pay attention to the saint's full blow, let alone this ordinary attack.

The moment the saint's power appeared, the projection on the Dao Peak shattered directly because it couldn't bear the power.

"This," many peak masters looked at this scene and quickly looked at Mu Changge.

"Just wait, the last person will be transported back by the space gate," Mu Changge said lightly.

He was in a very bad mood. Basically, most of the disciples died in this competition.

This may be the worst event of the Jiuxiao Festival. The main clan cannot explain it, and the Jiuxiao Emperor Sect's losses will be even greater.

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"Die," as Shen Yu yelled crazily, the phantom slowly lowered its head and crushed Xu Zimo with one finger.

Although this is a finger, it is like a pillar that supports the sky. As the finger falls, the surrounding space completely collapses.

The sound of "rumbling" explosions sounded, Xu Zimo raised his head, looked at it calmly and smiled.

I saw him slowly stretching out the index finger of his right hand and confronting it.

In front of the opponent's optimizing fingers, Xu Zimo's small fingers were like a mayfly shaking a tree or an ant paralyzing the sky.

However, when the two collided together, there was only a "boom" sound.

Xu Zimo's hand violently destroyed the saint's shadow.

"Impossible, this is impossible," Shen Yu yelled in horror.

Seeing his body disappear together with the shadow, his face was twisted and struggling.

"It's sad that you dare to talk nonsense without even knowing what you're doing," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

"You think you are an oriole, but you are just food for hunters."

He looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers shattered, countless cracks in the earth, and corpses all over the mountains and plains covering the ground.

Xu Zimo looked at the nine tokens in front of him, laughed disdainfully, and threw the tokens on the ground.

Then with a wave of his right hand, the door to the space in front of him opened, and he returned to the Nine Heavens Emperor Sect.

After a brief space shuttle, the moment when Xu Zimo's figure appeared at Daodao Peak.

Several powerful forces rioted around him, and several figures directly surrounded Xu Zimo.

"Lin Qiu, do you know your guilt?" After seeing Xu Zimo's face clearly, several voices shouted at the same time.

"Is something wrong?" Xu Zimo raised his head and asked casually.

"Kill your fellow disciples, why don't you surrender and be captured," Chang Qing roared with anger.

"The competition has obviously been cancelled, why did you still kill me?"

"Because they want to kill me," Xu Zimo replied.

"You're still quibbling, take him down first, and judge him slowly if you have any questions," Wang Yuntian shouted loudly, and grabbed Xu Zimo directly with his big hand.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly and slapped it away with his palm.

Wang Yuntian was shot and flew out, and his body hit the mountain in the distance heavily.

"Bold," Qin Hansheng patted the seat and stood up directly.

Looking at Xu Zimo, he said with cold eyes: "No matter what, he is your teacher, why do you beat the teacher at will?"

"What? Are you trying to put a hat on me and force me to rebel?" Xu Zimo said.

"Lin Qiu, we will handle this matter fairly," Mu Changge sighed at the side.

Said: "After all, it was you who made the mistake first."

"I advise you not to resist, otherwise I may interpret it as you declaring war on our main clan," Qin Hansheng looked at Xu Zimo and said lightly.

"With the power of the Holy Sect, there will be no place for you to hide in this huge southern region."

"Qiu'er, stand behind daddy," Lin Beisheng stood silent for a while and finally walked out slowly.

"Lin Beisheng, what are you going to do?" Qin Hansheng shouted softly.

"If you want to hurt my son, step over my body first," Lin Beisheng stood in front and said calmly.

"Do you, Taixiao, want to cause a war?" Chang Qing said with a sneer.

"No, I only represent myself and have nothing to do with the Taixiao lineage," Lin Beisheng shook his head and said.


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