"There is one last punch, who will stop it?"

When Liu Yueyue woke up, the first words she spoke made Ji Dongyuan frown and his heart beat wildly.

…

That’s right!

One punch...one last punch left.

The momentary barrier belonging to natural selection is about to dissipate.

Unknowingly, the Golden Rat King had already punched 98 times.

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Within the life clock.

Zhao Chu only has 1 grain of life dust left.

And the Golden Rat King only had one last punch left.

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Look at the battlefield.

All four foundation-building spirits were seriously injured.

If you want to break through the barrier, only the spirit body can do it.

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Dead silence!

The entire battlefield fell into deathly silence amid the heavy rain.

Everything is beyond repair.

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"Thank you, brothers, thank you!"

cough!

cough!

Ahem!

Zhao Chu raised his eyelids slightly, and the thoughts in his brain continued to scatter.

He saw Fang Sanwan arriving.

He saw Wang Junchen, saw Ji Dongyuan, and saw Liu Yueyue.

They are all good partners and good brothers.

For your own sake, dare to face the fist of the powerful Nascent Soul.

This is almost risking your life to save yourself.

Cold death.

Cold rain.

Zhao Chu's heart was warm.

"It's a pity, teacher. I thought that by rescuing you, we could stay together and fly together and share a family."

"Teacher, you have to take care of yourself while I'm away."

"And you, friends!"

The angry golden rat demon's old face was dark and even a little distorted. He was ready to strike, and he would never allow any more accidents to happen with his final punch.

Buzz buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz buzz!

The earth suddenly cracked.

The dark airflow in the hurricane was all gathered into the last punch.

It doesn't take a very high level of cultivation, even an ordinary person can see that the last punch is not simple at all!

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"Disciple, you are incompetent as a teacher!"

As the Viper King punched his body one after another, Shen Fusheng ignored the pain. He just tried his best to break away from the entanglement and wanted to go back for rescue.

pity!

This is war, there is no mercy here, only ferocious killing and death.

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Ancient temple!

Qingxuanle walked out of the hut.

She looked down at the abyss in front of the cliff and seemed to see Zhao Chu's stubborn face and the rise of a strong man, but all of this was eventually torn apart by the bottomless darkness.

"Zhao Chu, if you die today, I, Qingxuanle, will avenge you, no matter what the means."

A giant face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks seemed to emerge from the abyss.

That’s the Golden Rat Demon King!

Qing Xuanle remembered this face deeply in his heart.

"I once did something wrong, and I once felt sorry for you. In this life, I will wash away the grudges between you and me. I hope we can meet again in the next life. If there is an afterlife, I, Qing Xuanle, also want to know what love feels like!"

A peerless figure stands on the top of the mountain, with her black hair flying in the wind.

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"He's still dead after all!"

Sitting down on the dragon chair, Wei Tianhai breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zhao Chu can really escape from Yuanying this time, it will be against the will of heaven.

The weak defeat the strong!

Win more with less!

After this battle, the fire of destiny of Tianci Sect is estimated to burn through the sky. Hundreds of auspiciousness is a conservative estimate.

Shen Fusheng of the Tianci Sect may use just one year to surpass the hundreds of years of accumulation of other imperial courts, and even the Divine Power Imperial Court will no longer take it seriously.

But this is all if!

Zhao Chu is going to die.

No one could save him anymore, and the deduction hall of the Divine Power Imperial Court repeated the deduction tens of thousands of times.

Zhao Chu is in a desperate situation now, and there is absolutely no way he can get any help.

The deduction hall of the Divine Power Imperial Court is the strongest in the northern realm, and the ministers have never failed.

Wei Tianhai firmly believes.

Zhao Chu must die!

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The imperial capital of Qinggu Kingdom.

Jing Qingsu and others' faces were filled with frost.

Dean Tianyan announced the results of the deduction with trembling hands.

Desperate situation!

Countless.

There was no longer any life in Zhao Chu's body.

"Alas, a generation of genius will eventually fall!"

Jing Qingsu was in a state of confusion.

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Everyone who knew Zhao Chu closed their eyes and prayed.

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At this moment, Ze Yanhua surprisingly stopped crying.

She stood up strongly and looked at the dying Zhao Chu from a distance, her palms trembling constantly.

"Fool, why are you so stupid? If you die, how can you let me live alone!"
To be continued...