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"Your Majesty!"
Marshal Brin did not expect that Bailechuan would be defeated. He couldn't help but feel shocked and screamed out in surprise.
In such a moment of distraction, Shen Xiaowan's giant hammer was already whizzing towards him. Its power of destroying the world was so frightening that he couldn't even think of a confrontation.
not good!
Marshal Brin's expression changed, and the soul power in his body was instantly activated to the extreme. His body transformed into a flash of light, and he dodged the shocking blow at the critical moment.
Even so, his arm was still brushed by the hammer wind, and he flew out violently. Unimaginable pain burst into his mind. Under the terrifying force, most of his body was paralyzed.
In terms of strength alone, this woman is probably not inferior to the Chaos Realm!
The old general's heart was filled with turmoil, and then he realized that he had underestimated Shen Xiaowan's power after all. Then he gritted his teeth, tried hard to activate his soul power, and appeared next to Bai Lechuan in a flash.
"Your Majesty, is your body... in trouble again?" he asked with worry on his face.
"It's okay, I was just careless...cough, cough, cough!"
Just when Bailechuan was about to show off his strength, his heart suddenly felt sweet and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Your Majesty, you are ill."
Marshal Breen hurriedly helped him up, "Don't try to be brave!"
"It turned out to be a sick man."
Above his head, Zhong Wen's teasing voice came, "No wonder the dignified person in the realm of chaos is so unbeatable, which makes people so disappointed."
The two of them hurriedly raised their heads, and what they saw was Zhong Wen's tall and straight figure and his contemptuous eyes.
"Young man is arrogant!"
Being despised by a younger generation, how could Bailechuan endure it? He couldn't help but became furious. He suddenly raised his sword and his aura surged, "Even if I'm sick, I'm not something you, a little soul-level person, can match!" "
However, in less than three seconds, blood gurgled out of his nostrils like spring water, and soon the lower half of the emperor's face was completely dyed red. From a distance, it looked like a ghost had appeared, and his appearance was indescribably miserable and strange.
To be able to make a Chaos Realm Lord so embarrassed shows that the so-called "illness" in his mouth is definitely not a minor ailment.
"Oh? So bold?"
Zhong Wen chuckled lightly, and the sword appeared in his palm again, "As expected of the emperor of a country, he has backbone, but in your current state, are you sure you want to fight me to the death?"
An indescribable terrifying sword energy spurted out from his body, and the unparalleled sharp sword energy flowed crazily between the heaven and the earth, as if it wanted to pierce the sky and destroy all things.
It is the last sword among the Nine Swords of Daotian, the Tao method is natural!
After the fight with Tie Wudi, Zhong Wen's understanding of this sword has reached an incredible level. Before the sword is released, just the sword intention emitted makes everyone around him tremble with fear and fear.
For a brief moment, Marshal Brin seemed to see the terrifying scene of himself being pierced by thousands of swords and cut into countless pieces.
This kid!
What a terrifying sword intent!
Could it be a secret weapon secretly cultivated by Tie Wudi?
Feeling the terrifying sword intent released by Zhong Wen, Bailechuan finally changed his expression, his breath stagnated, and his eyes showed an incredible look.
Facing this young man in white whose cultivation level was less than that of Chaos, he could not see the dawn of victory and lost his confidence in victory.
A state of chaos, facing a state of soul, actually wanted to retreat.
If it were spread, no one in the entire cultivation world would believe it.
"Brother Zhong Wen."
Seemingly aware of Bailerchuan's embarrassment, Marshal Breen lost no time in interjecting, "Are you from the coast of Ledou?"
"So what?"
Zhong Wen smiled lightly and said noncommittally, "So what if it's not?"
"With your strength, you are very rare in the entire cultivation world. You will be treated with courtesy wherever you go."
Marshal Brin did not hesitate and asked instead, "Why pretend to be Her Royal Highness the Princess's cook and wait for an opportunity to sneak into our Jinyao Imperial Capital?"
"I'm happy." Zhong Wen replied lightly.
"All three of them are powerful men in this world."
Marshal Bryn was not angry, and then asked, "The choice to help His Highness Illya must have his own purpose. I just don't understand. With the poor situation of the Princess Mansion, what is there for me to worry about?"
"abjection?"
Zhong Wen squinted his eyes and asked in a nonchalant manner, "How could your majestic princess be so miserable?"
"After all, Your Highness Illya is not the daughter of the Queen. As a member of the golden clan, she is of impure blood. Among all the royal children, she should be considered the least favored one."
Marshal Brin laughed and said honestly and honestly, "This is no longer a secret in the imperial capital. Why should I pretend to be confused and pretend to understand?"
"You're an honest old man."
Zhong Wen glanced at him and said in a slightly softer tone, "This girl is barely a friend. I don't want to see my friend being wronged, so isn't it only natural that I should teach these bully trash a lesson?"
Does it turn out that he treats me as a friend?
Hearing what he said, Illya's expression suddenly became a little subtle, and her heart was full of mixed emotions. She didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.
The thoughts of young girls are always elusive.
"Are you willing to make an entire empire your enemy just for the sake of a friend?"
Marshal Breen stared closely into his eyes and asked word for word, "Brother is really righteous."
Listening to his tone, it was obvious that he did not completely believe Zhong Wen's words.
"Ginger is still hotter than old. Isn't it true that I can't hide it from you?"
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "To tell you the truth, this girl owes me money, a lot of money, and I can't pay it back in this life, so I plan to help her to the throne of Emperor Jin Yao and let her work hard to collect people's money to pay off the debt.
, are you satisfied with this answer?"
"Dead Zhongwen, stinky Zhongwen!"
She didn't expect him to say this. Even though she knew he was joking, Ilya was still so angry that her face turned red. She couldn't help but waved her fist at him, "You want me to do such a bad thing, in my dreams!"
"It seems that I don't want to reveal my true feelings anymore."
Marshal Breen sighed and shook his head helplessly.
The prerequisite for negotiation is to understand the other party's demands, but the young man in white in front of him is full of nonsense, slippery, and elusive. The old general can't help but feel a headache, and he feels tired as an old man.
"If you want to realize your attempt to annex the Jinyao Empire by supporting a puppet emperor, you'd better give up as soon as possible!"
Bailechuan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes angrily and shouted sternly, "As long as I live for one day, I will never let your conspiracy succeed!"
"Annexing the Jinyao Empire? Stop being so sentimental there."
Facing his threats, Zhong Wen remained unmoved at all. He just rolled his eyelids and replied disapprovingly, "Now there are only two of you old, weak, sick and disabled left in this wretched place. I can kill them all with one hand."
, what is the value of annexation?”
"you……"
Since taking over the Jinyao Empire, Bailechuan had never suffered such humiliation. He was so angry that he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and raised his sword directly at Zhong Wen. He wanted to rush forward immediately and cut this hateful boy into pieces.
However, he finally restrained his impulse.
Just because although Zhong Wen's words are unpleasant, every word in them is an indisputable fact.
As of today, three of the four great generals of the Jin Yao Empire have been eliminated. Only an old man like Marshal Brin is still struggling to support him. As the Lord of the Chaos Realm, Bailechuan is seriously ill and even at his peak.
He was unable to exert 70% of his strength, and was even knocked to the ground by a soul state, and was injured and vomited blood.
The other saints and powerful men of the Golden Clan were brutally slaughtered in this battle for the throne, and not a single one of them was left alive. As Zhong Wen said, the Jin Yao Empire has declined to an unprecedented level, and it may not be worth annexing.
Damn it!
Damn it!
Damn it!
It's all that woman's fault!
If it weren't for her, how could I have such a strange disease?
If she hadn't given birth to these evil beasts, how could my three sons have died young?
I hate it so much! I hate it so much!
Under the extreme humiliation and despair, Bailechuan had a ferocious face and a ferocious expression. The veins on his forehead popped out, and bloodstains appeared in the corners of his eyes. His teeth were clattering, and thick hatred kept welling up in his heart, almost...
To go crazy.
"Okay, enough gossip."
But Zhong Wen seemed to be tired of communicating with the two of them. The sword in his hand slowly raised above his head, and the sharper and more domineering sword intent rose into the sky, straight into the sky, "Are you ready to hit the road?"
An extremely piercing shriek filled the sky and the earth, lasting for a long time. The whole world began to tremble violently, and the wind and clouds changed, as if they were about to surrender at Zhong Wen's feet.
will die!
Bailechuan and Marshal Breen both changed their expressions, their pupils shrank sharply, and their hearts tightened instantly.
At this moment, the two masters felt the threat of death at the same time.
A person from the Soul Realm actually threatened to send the Chaos Realm on his way, but everyone present did not notice the violation at all, which can be regarded as a rare spectacle in a million years.
Fight!
In a desperate situation, Bailechuan knew that he had no luck, so he simply turned his heart. The energy in his body flowed crazily, and the golden sword glowed brightly, as bright as the scorching sun.
"Zhong Wen."
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Illya suddenly said, "Can you let my father go?"
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