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Chapter 809 The Divine Martial Judge

Hearing the sounds in the crowds on both sides, the representative teams of Fengyun Kingdom all looked ugly, and each looked depressed and did not say a word.
On the edge of the ring, a group of brightly-clad soulmen laughed and looked at the group of coming jokingly.
"Look, our opponent is here!"
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, look at them, there are not many of them that can be beaten."
"Anyway, it's a wheel battle, let's just play around."
"Hmph, let's watch me perform later. I'll be there alone. You guys have tea next to you."
"Haha, Liang Ren, don't pretend to be fat, then Lang Mubai, have you dealt with?"
"Hmph, what's so scary about Lang Mubai? A waste who ranks on the 90th place in the list of Emperor Killing, wait for me to kill him and become the third emperor killer in our country! You guys who are also looking down on others are also a group of people who are lowly.
Let's have a good look."
"Hahahaha, then let's take a look."
The team of Piaomiao Kingdom is very happy here.
Behind them were several luxurious chariots. Behind the chariot were rows of distinctly-clad armies, with about a thousand people. There were rows of fragrant wooden tables and chairs in front of the chariot, and many were wearing gold-edged armor.
Men and women sat upright, while tasting tea and chatting, the strength of these people was very terrifying, and judging from the tokens hanging around their waists, each of them was a noble person.
Bai Ye noticed these people early, especially the middle-aged man wearing black armor and looking serious. His aura was the strongest among these people, and he had reached the median emperor!
A small country can produce a median emperor, and it is just a general. How many emperors will there be tens of thousands of countries in the entire Shenwu Continent?
Bai Ye gasped.
"Who is the person on the ring?"
When he looked at the luxurious and huge ring, he saw a man in a plain robe standing in the center of the ring. The man was wearing a hood, unable to see his face clearly, and he was motionless like a statue.
"Don't you even know the Lord Shenwu Judgmenter? You are really a rustic bun!"
Yu Xiaoxiang glared at Bai Ye again with contemptuous eyes, and then said, "The judge of Shenwu is the messenger of the judge of Shenwu. I don't know how many of them are, but as long as someone on the Shenwu Continent proposes Shenwu to the judge of Shenwu.
After the request for the duel, the judge of Shenwu will send the judge of Shenwu to preside over the duel, and the judgment is notarized to ensure the fairness of the duel! As long as the judge is present, no one dares to destroy the duel, and the loser is under the coercion of the judge,
You must not admit defeat! So as long as he is there, it will be a fair showdown."
"Oh? So that's how it is..." Bai Ye pretended to be sudden, but his eyebrows frowned and asked again: "Who is that Shenwu Judge... who is it? Do you know?"
"This... I don't know. I heard from the master that he was a very mysterious person, but there is no doubt that the strength of the judge is extremely terrifying, so terrifying that we cannot speculate at will!" Yu Xiaoxiangyi
He said with a longing look: "How good would it be if I were that strong?"
The team of Fengyun Kingdom drove to the front of the arena and began to prick and reorganize the formation.
General Xiao Changhai, who was sitting there, glanced at the frame here and said lightly: "Tiansong National Master, you are late!"
"I am injured and unable to move, so I am a little slow. I hope the general will forgive me." Tian Song's voice sounded from the chariot.
"Injured?" Xiao Changhai snorted coldly: "The national teacher is the number one in Fengyun Kingdom. What's the point of being a minor injury? Let's stop talking nonsense! This magical duel is the most fundamental way to resolve the long-standing conflict between our two countries.
, The proud son of our country can no longer hold back, start quickly!"
"Don't worry, when will it start? It will be decided by the judge."
The sound from the chariot was heard again, and a dry hand reached out, lifted the curtain and walked down.
An old man wearing light armor and white-haired hair walked out. Lang Mubai and Li Xiaohong on both sides hurriedly helped him.
Countless people looked up.
Tiansong!
The national teacher of Fengyun Kingdom is also the number one master of Fengyun Kingdom! The terrifying median emperor is famous for both countries. Even the master of Piaomiao Kingdom has to retreat when facing Tiansong. The overall population and national strength of Fengyun Kingdom are far away.
It is not as good as Piaomiao Kingdom, but the main reason why it can stand next to Piaomiao Kingdom for so many years is because of Tiansong.
This time, Tiansong was attacked by a killer, and among the two killers, there was a great emperor.
In fact, it is very difficult for a lower emperor to sneak attack the middle emperor. Even if he succeeds, he will be fantastic to rely on the lower emperor's means to kill the killer even if he seriously injures the middle emperor.
However, Tiansong was inexplicably infected with a strange poison, so that his combat power was greatly reduced when he fought against the lower emperor, and he almost lost his life.
Tiansong knew that the king of Fengyun Kingdom also knew that all this was done by the people of Piaomiao Kingdom. There were spies from Piaomiao Kingdom in the capital, and right on Tiansong's mansion, Piaomiao Kingdom had already begun to target Tiansong.
The king was furious and immediately investigated the matter. It turned out that the poisoner was the old housekeeper who had served Tiansong for nearly 60 years. He was originally from Piaomiao Kingdom and had been lurking in the capital of Fengyun Kingdom, just for today.
The king killed the old housekeeper in public, but the news that Tiansong was injured spread like wildfire.
No one knows that Piaomiao Kingdom has been thinking about it for decades!
When Piaomiao Kingdom heard about this, it quickly assembled its troops, and the army was approaching the border, creating trouble, creating an excuse to start a war against Piaomiao Kingdom.
And this duel between the Divine Martial Arts was planned by Piaomiao Kingdom.
The bet for the duel is one-third of the territory of Piaomiao Kingdom and Fengyun Kingdom. The winner will occupy one-third of the land of the other country under the witness of the judging person of the divine object.
Once you get one-third of the resources of the territory and then annex the remaining territory, it is like a blink of an eye.
Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that this duel directly determines the life and death of the two countries.
The team of participating in the Piaomiao Kingdom seemed very relaxed. After all, they had two emperor-killers, and their overall strength was stronger than that of Fengyun Kingdom.
But everyone on Fengyun Kingdom was restless.
Bai Ye glanced at the eyes and found that most of the participants had the strength to become the pseudo-Emperor. The emperors of Fengyun Kingdom only had several emperors, and the others were Yiyun Yehe. The king could not control them at all, and he didn't know where they were. Tiansong was going to shake the big ones.
General Xiao Changhai, the only emperor who can fight is Lang Mubai.
"We have lost seven consecutive teams. This is the last team. If we lose this time, the Fengyun Kingdom will be really over."
Yu Xiaoxiang looked at the Piaomiao Country team opposite, her face turned pale and murmured.
"Oh...it has nothing to do with me."
"Hmph, bad guy!" Yu Xiaoxiang was a little angry.
Bai Ye didn't bother to pay attention and said casually: "You want to play too, right? Which one are you the first to play?"
"I am the third one to play!" Yu Xiaoxiang said, holding Su's chest.
"The third one? That's cannon fodder?"
Bai Ye said.
This kind of wheel battle is usually the finale of the masters, and those who come to the stage in the early stage are all consumed.
When Yu Xiaoxiang heard this, her face turned red, but she surprisingly did not refute.
After all... Bai Ye is right. A person like her who is almost at the bottom of the disciples under Tiansong's knees can only be used to consume their opponents.
"quiet!"
At this moment, the judge on the ring suddenly opened his eyes, and the gloomy face under the hood sternly made a grand sound.
The whole audience was quiet.
Then he saw the judge retreating back and retreating to the edge of the arena before speaking again.
"Now, the ninth duel between Fengyun Kingdom and Piaomiao Kingdom is about to begin. Both sides will send ten participating players to engage in a wheel battle! Please send one of the participating players of both sides to the duel!"
The judge shouted.
Liang Ren, the peak pseudo-Emperor of Piaomiao Kingdom, slid his feet and immediately jumped to the ring.
The crowd was quiet.
Game 9... It is also the last game for Fengyun Kingdom. If you lose again this time, Fengyun Kingdom will have no chance...
"Liang Ren, Piaomiao Country, please give me advice!" Liang Ren shouted.
"He Guang of Fengyun Kingdom! Please give me advice from Brother Liang." In the team of Fengyun Kingdom, one of them got the order of Lang Mubai and jumped up.
That is also the peak pseudo-emperor.
The two stood up and the judge shouted loudly.
"start!"
The two fought together.
The barrier was raised on the ring, and the two used terrifying soul art and bombarded each other. The colorful explosion sounds immediately erupted on the ring, which was very intense.
However, the peak pseudo-Emperor is also divided into strengths and weaknesses. Liang Ren has been stuck in the peak pseudo-Emperor realm for many years. His soul power is extremely strong. He has eight heavenly souls, two more than He Guang. The two fight together
After a hundred breaths, He Guang immediately showed fatigue.
“It’s over.”
Liang Ren sneered, suddenly pulled out the single knife from his waist and slashed at He Guang.
He Guang was accidentally cut off his arm with one knife and his armor was torn apart like paper.
"Not good!" Li Xiaohong was shocked from the audience.
"He Guang, surrender immediately!" Lang Mubai shouted anxiously.
But it's too late...
His arm was cut off, He Guang's soul power was in chaos, and he was in great pain. Liang Ren took this opportunity and stabbed him in the chest with a single knife.
Puff!
He Guang's chest was pierced, and his soul was directly stabbed...
"I... surrender..."
He Guang shouted with his last strength.
"He Guangtian's soul is damaged and has no combat ability. In the first round, Liang Rensheng!" The ruling raised his head and said coldly.
Liang Ren drew his sword and retreated, sneering at the people from Fengyun Kingdom.
In the duel between Shenwu, it is not allowed to kill people deliberately, but that's just an ostensible statement. If the sword has no eyes, it won't be possible if the verdict is really killed. However, it's very simple to destroy the Heavenly Soul! Liang Ren, the knife just now, can obviously kill him.
He Guang lost, but he did not, but chose to damage his soul. The purpose is very simple...
He wants to humiliate the people of Fengyun Kingdom!
We must crush the country of Fengyun!
"Oh, it's over so soon? I haven't warmed up yet! By the way, are there no one in Fengyun Kingdom? Send such a waste to fight me?" Liang Ren hugged his hands and looked down at the crowd of Fengyun Kingdom.
Chapter completed!
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