Chapter 1171 Bronze Sword
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Shen Tian Yi
Chapter 1171 Bronze Sword
"what!"
Zhao Fu stared at the Ancient Sword Sect Master, and let out a roar of anger. The Elder Wanlong had talked with Zhao Fu just now, and the relationship was not bad, but he died because of this, which made Zhao Fu extremely angry.
"boom!"
A shocking momentum erupted, setting off a strong storm. At this moment, Zhao Fu had no scruples and used the power of the country's suppressing weapon.
The people around looked terrified, and their bodies were retreating, because the power was so strong that they couldn't bear it at all, and the strong storm had even blown some people away like sand and stones.
The color of the sky and the earth began to change, the light gradually dimmed, the wind and clouds surged rapidly, and a huge aura enveloped the audience.
This is not the weapon of the empire, which made many people breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, with the power of the weapon of the empire, I am afraid that a hole will be punched out of the sky, and the people here will die without life.
clang clang...
A sound of sword cries tearing apart the sky, Zhao Fu opened his hands, and twelve huge bronze swords appeared in front of Zhao Fu, emitting a dazzling blue light, with an extremely strong murderous aura.
"boom!"
Zhao Fu pushed hard with both hands, and the twelve bronze swords flew towards the ancient sword master with terrifying power. The power seemed to distort the space.
Facing the terrifying twelve bronze swords, the ancient sword lord sneered contemptuously, stretched out his hand and grabbed a sword that radiated precious light, and he caught it in his hand.
"boom!"
The ancient sword lord slashed hard, a huge white crescent pierced the sky, and with astonishing power, it sent the twelve flying bronze swords flying.
"With the power of a country-defending weapon like you, it's ridiculous to want to hurt this suzerain." As soon as the voice fell, the ancient sword suzerain slashed out again.
"boom!"
That sword light turned into a white giant bird, spread its wings, and swooped towards Zhao Fu with a fierce and terrifying aura.
Zhao Fu hurriedly hid to the other side, and the giant white bird landed on the place where Zhao Fu was originally occupied. There was a loud explosion, and a storm of sharp sword energy spread, and Zhao Fu's body was swept away.
On the ground, there appeared a terrifying crater with a depth of [-] meters and a width of [-] meters, causing countless people to retreat in fear to avoid being affected.
Cough cough cough...
In the big pit, Zhao Fu coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his eyes looked at the ancient sword master standing in the void, his face was a bit ugly, how can a strong man of this level be so terrifying, it is still not enough to use the power of the subduing weapon.
Now the people on the platform had retreated to the periphery, looking at Zhao Fu in the big pit, Bing Qixue shook his head and sighed, there was nothing he could do about it, because it was obvious that people from his kingdom would not take action either.
Judging from the power of the weapon of the town that Zhao Fu erupted, Zhao Fu might not be the son of an empire, because the aura of the weapon of the town and Zhao Fu's breath are completely integrated, and the fusion of power can also be called perfect.
This only shows one situation, Zhao Fu is the first generation of kings, only the first generation of kings can be so integrated with the weapon of the country, and it is impossible for the subsequent kings to do so.
That Zhao Fu is not the real emperor, everyone's concerns are gone, killing Zhao Fu is like trampling a grasshopper to death, this is why the Icefield Kingdom gave up, otherwise they still have a chance to save Zhao Fu.
Huo Yan was in a hurry, and came to the place where the sect was, trying to persuade them to save Zhao Fu, otherwise he would lose such a powerful opponent, although he also knew that he was not Zhao Fu's opponent at all, but such a proud man died here , he really couldn't bear it.
But the people in the sect ignored his words and said, "This person will cause too much harm in the future, so don't intervene. Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with them. Even if he retaliates in the future, he will not be able to retaliate against them."
The sect didn't make a move, and Huo Yan had no choice but to watch how Zhao Fu was killed.
The king of the Yinyou Dynasty is a cold, middle-aged man. He locked his eyes on Zhao Fu, thinking about some things. The power of the six paths of reincarnation.
The third prince of the Xiongshan Kingdom had already returned to his father and said something, but the king of the Xiongshan Kingdom said nothing.
Yin Ruoshi has also returned to the location of her sect, her eyes are full of regret, such a person may be famous in the future, she also sighs, but now facing the attack of the ancient sword lord, he will die Undoubtedly, no one can save him.
She also talked with the suzerain now, expressing some of her thoughts, but the suzerain of the Tianyin sect did not express anything.
Bai Haoran stayed silently beside his master, although he didn't know why his master didn't take action, but his master must have his own thoughts, Bai Haoran didn't say anything more, just watched everything quietly.
At the same time, he expressed regret for Zhao Fu's inevitable death. What he thought in his heart was that maybe his brother could defeat Zhao Fu, but there would be no chance in the future.
"Chong!"
A huge sword sound sounded, and the Ancient Sword Sect Master was attacking at once. He raised the sword in his hand and slashed. A huge white sword arc slashed out, a thousand meters high, and slashed towards Zhao Fu. The momentum was very astonishing.
Facing such a powerful attack, Zhao Fu couldn't resist it at all and could only dodge.
"boom!"
That terrifying white sword arc easily created a [-]-meter long sword mark on the platform. Zhao Fu dodged the key attack, but was still sent flying by the storm of sword energy and hit the rock wall of the big pit, causing The rock wall cracked open, and then Zhao Fu fell to the bottom of the pit again.
The Gujian Sect Master also came to the top of the big pit, stood above the sky, looked at Zhao Fu lying at the bottom of the big pit, with a trace of contempt, "You may have unlimited potential in the future, but you will die here today. I blame you for hurting the disciples of this sect."
Raising the sword in his hand once, the Gu Jian Sect Master was about to give Zhao Fu a final blow.
"what!"
A roar shook all directions, and under the threat of huge death, Zhao Fu no longer held back anything, no matter the power of the township weapon, the power of the Golem of the Six Paths, or the blood of the emperor, all burst out.
In the Great Qin Empire in the distance, countless fortunes are quickly gathering towards the Great Qin King City, and a large amount of fortune is quickly poured into the weapon of the town.
"boom!"
A huge black gas flame in the big pit rushed to the sky, causing the world to change color, the sun and the moon were dimmed, and a thrilling force spread out, causing the faces of countless people present to change.
The power erupted from this national weapon already has the power of a world, which is enough to rival a strong man of their cultivation.
clang clang...
In the big pit, there was a sound of swords cracking stones and piercing gold, resounding in all directions, a powerful blue light burst out from the black flames, and twelve huge bronze swords, with terrifying power, killed the ancient sword master.
(End of this chapter)
"what!"
Zhao Fu stared at the Ancient Sword Sect Master, and let out a roar of anger. The Elder Wanlong had talked with Zhao Fu just now, and the relationship was not bad, but he died because of this, which made Zhao Fu extremely angry.
"boom!"
A shocking momentum erupted, setting off a strong storm. At this moment, Zhao Fu had no scruples and used the power of the country's suppressing weapon.
The people around looked terrified, and their bodies were retreating, because the power was so strong that they couldn't bear it at all, and the strong storm had even blown some people away like sand and stones.
The color of the sky and the earth began to change, the light gradually dimmed, the wind and clouds surged rapidly, and a huge aura enveloped the audience.
This is not the weapon of the empire, which made many people breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, with the power of the weapon of the empire, I am afraid that a hole will be punched out of the sky, and the people here will die without life.
clang clang...
A sound of sword cries tearing apart the sky, Zhao Fu opened his hands, and twelve huge bronze swords appeared in front of Zhao Fu, emitting a dazzling blue light, with an extremely strong murderous aura.
"boom!"
Zhao Fu pushed hard with both hands, and the twelve bronze swords flew towards the ancient sword master with terrifying power. The power seemed to distort the space.
Facing the terrifying twelve bronze swords, the ancient sword lord sneered contemptuously, stretched out his hand and grabbed a sword that radiated precious light, and he caught it in his hand.
"boom!"
The ancient sword lord slashed hard, a huge white crescent pierced the sky, and with astonishing power, it sent the twelve flying bronze swords flying.
"With the power of a country-defending weapon like you, it's ridiculous to want to hurt this suzerain." As soon as the voice fell, the ancient sword suzerain slashed out again.
"boom!"
That sword light turned into a white giant bird, spread its wings, and swooped towards Zhao Fu with a fierce and terrifying aura.
Zhao Fu hurriedly hid to the other side, and the giant white bird landed on the place where Zhao Fu was originally occupied. There was a loud explosion, and a storm of sharp sword energy spread, and Zhao Fu's body was swept away.
On the ground, there appeared a terrifying crater with a depth of [-] meters and a width of [-] meters, causing countless people to retreat in fear to avoid being affected.
Cough cough cough...
In the big pit, Zhao Fu coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his eyes looked at the ancient sword master standing in the void, his face was a bit ugly, how can a strong man of this level be so terrifying, it is still not enough to use the power of the subduing weapon.
Now the people on the platform had retreated to the periphery, looking at Zhao Fu in the big pit, Bing Qixue shook his head and sighed, there was nothing he could do about it, because it was obvious that people from his kingdom would not take action either.
Judging from the power of the weapon of the town that Zhao Fu erupted, Zhao Fu might not be the son of an empire, because the aura of the weapon of the town and Zhao Fu's breath are completely integrated, and the fusion of power can also be called perfect.
This only shows one situation, Zhao Fu is the first generation of kings, only the first generation of kings can be so integrated with the weapon of the country, and it is impossible for the subsequent kings to do so.
That Zhao Fu is not the real emperor, everyone's concerns are gone, killing Zhao Fu is like trampling a grasshopper to death, this is why the Icefield Kingdom gave up, otherwise they still have a chance to save Zhao Fu.
Huo Yan was in a hurry, and came to the place where the sect was, trying to persuade them to save Zhao Fu, otherwise he would lose such a powerful opponent, although he also knew that he was not Zhao Fu's opponent at all, but such a proud man died here , he really couldn't bear it.
But the people in the sect ignored his words and said, "This person will cause too much harm in the future, so don't intervene. Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with them. Even if he retaliates in the future, he will not be able to retaliate against them."
The sect didn't make a move, and Huo Yan had no choice but to watch how Zhao Fu was killed.
The king of the Yinyou Dynasty is a cold, middle-aged man. He locked his eyes on Zhao Fu, thinking about some things. The power of the six paths of reincarnation.
The third prince of the Xiongshan Kingdom had already returned to his father and said something, but the king of the Xiongshan Kingdom said nothing.
Yin Ruoshi has also returned to the location of her sect, her eyes are full of regret, such a person may be famous in the future, she also sighs, but now facing the attack of the ancient sword lord, he will die Undoubtedly, no one can save him.
She also talked with the suzerain now, expressing some of her thoughts, but the suzerain of the Tianyin sect did not express anything.
Bai Haoran stayed silently beside his master, although he didn't know why his master didn't take action, but his master must have his own thoughts, Bai Haoran didn't say anything more, just watched everything quietly.
At the same time, he expressed regret for Zhao Fu's inevitable death. What he thought in his heart was that maybe his brother could defeat Zhao Fu, but there would be no chance in the future.
"Chong!"
A huge sword sound sounded, and the Ancient Sword Sect Master was attacking at once. He raised the sword in his hand and slashed. A huge white sword arc slashed out, a thousand meters high, and slashed towards Zhao Fu. The momentum was very astonishing.
Facing such a powerful attack, Zhao Fu couldn't resist it at all and could only dodge.
"boom!"
That terrifying white sword arc easily created a [-]-meter long sword mark on the platform. Zhao Fu dodged the key attack, but was still sent flying by the storm of sword energy and hit the rock wall of the big pit, causing The rock wall cracked open, and then Zhao Fu fell to the bottom of the pit again.
The Gujian Sect Master also came to the top of the big pit, stood above the sky, looked at Zhao Fu lying at the bottom of the big pit, with a trace of contempt, "You may have unlimited potential in the future, but you will die here today. I blame you for hurting the disciples of this sect."
Raising the sword in his hand once, the Gu Jian Sect Master was about to give Zhao Fu a final blow.
"what!"
A roar shook all directions, and under the threat of huge death, Zhao Fu no longer held back anything, no matter the power of the township weapon, the power of the Golem of the Six Paths, or the blood of the emperor, all burst out.
In the Great Qin Empire in the distance, countless fortunes are quickly gathering towards the Great Qin King City, and a large amount of fortune is quickly poured into the weapon of the town.
"boom!"
A huge black gas flame in the big pit rushed to the sky, causing the world to change color, the sun and the moon were dimmed, and a thrilling force spread out, causing the faces of countless people present to change.
The power erupted from this national weapon already has the power of a world, which is enough to rival a strong man of their cultivation.
clang clang...
In the big pit, there was a sound of swords cracking stones and piercing gold, resounding in all directions, a powerful blue light burst out from the black flames, and twelve huge bronze swords, with terrifying power, killed the ancient sword master.
(End of this chapter)
