"Now you are beaten by an ant, which is not as good as a mad dog. Let me ask you, what kind of thing are you!"

Boom!

Zhao Chu's sword slashed out at an incredible angle again, like a poisonous snake that had been lurking for a hundred years, directly piercing Xiang Minggong's jaw.

…

"You are as high as a god, and wantonly humiliate my northern realm monks."

"Now, let me ask you again, how do you feel after you have become a prisoner?"

"You threatened to kill all the monks in the Northern Realm. Let me ask you...who are you? What qualifications do you have!"

One move after another!

In front of Zhao Chu's eyes, tragic scenes of the God-given sect's Yuanying self-disintegrating Yuanqi appeared one after another.

His pupils were scarlet as never before.

Because of your arrival, the original scene of Tianci Sect's prosperous singing and dancing has become an illusion.

anger!

In Zhao Chu's eyes, there was only anger that could not be washed away by the nine heavens and the sea.

…

"Come on, I'll give you a chance and say again that we are ants!"

"Say it!"

"Your eyes are higher than your head. You are so arrogant. Why don't you continue to humiliate me?"

"idiot!"

Boom!

Zhao Chu's sword showed no signs of giving up at all.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Xiang Minggong was beaten until his head was pounding, and his eyes were blood red.

…

shock!

In the distance, everyone watching the battle was in deep shock, unable to recover.

Deng Guanlou retreated quietly, keeping a safe distance from Zhao Chu.

Just now, he was still regretting that he did not take action before Xiang Minggong, fearing that Xiang Minggong accidentally killed Zhao Chu.

But now, he felt happy.

Fortunately, I didn't take action.

Otherwise, the only idiot who is beaten until he has no humanity is himself.

powerful!

The eleven disciples of Qingjie Holy Land are simply incredibly powerful.

…

"Zhao Chu, why don't you leave!"

"Even if I win against this person, what will happen?"

"They still have two real natural selections. You can't escape. Damn it!"

Zhao Chu was so powerful that even Shen Fusheng could not imagine it.

After all, that high-level elemental weapon could not even be suppressed by the natural selection inheritance weapon, but under Zhao Chu, it was unable to raise its head at all.

But the more talented Zhao Chu is, the more distressed Shen Fusheng becomes.

They were the ones who got Zhao Chu into trouble again.

If there was no Tianci Sect, Zhao Chu could completely leave and lie dormant for a while, and he would be in another realm.

…

"Zhao Chu, it turns out he is already so strong!"

The other Nascent Souls of Tianci Sect were also dumbfounded.

They admitted before that Zhao Chu was very strong.

But no one could have imagined that he would be so terrifying.

You know, this young man before stepped on half a step of natural selection in 2 minutes and 31 seconds.

But now he was beaten by Zhao Chu.

So, Zhao Chu's strength can also crush Half-Step Natural Selection?

"Can't stop it!"

"The hexagram shows that a glimmer of hope for us has dawned. Everyone in the Tianci Sect and the Alliance of Emperors will live."

"But there is one person who will leave today."

Xia Xiansheng's face looked ten years older.

He is a dignified Yuanying. He was originally a middle-aged Confucian scholar about 40 years old, but now his hair is gray and there are many wrinkles on his face.

"You said, Zhao Chu will die?"

"Can it be stopped? With his talent, he shouldn't die here."

Tang Junpeng squeezed his palms together tightly.

Zhao Chu's talent really exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Can't stop it, can't stop it!"

"Tang Junpeng, once we were so high-spirited that we thought we could dominate the whole world. Now it seems that we are just a joke."

"You said stop?"

"Who could we have stopped?"

"Can you stop Zhao Chu? Or can you stop these powerful people from outside the world?"

"We are just miserable spectators, like prisoners on death row, we can only wait for the trial and then accept everything."

With a sneer, Xia Xiansheng's hair flew into chaos.

He was laughing at himself, looking at these Nascent Souls in the Northern Realm.

Sit in the well and look at the sky.

It refers to them.

"Indeed, none of us can stop it!"

Tang Junpeng's lips were dry, and his heart felt unprecedentedly frustrated.

…

"Elder, Xiang Ming Palace's life is in danger!"

Seeing that there are more and more wounds on Xiang Minggong's body, and his high-grade Yuanqiu has been suppressed crazily by Zhao Chu, and there are more and more cracks.

It's serious.

Without Yuanqi to recover from his injuries, Xiang Minggong had too many fatal injuries, and he might really die.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, a Nascent Soul from Jichi Holy Land quickly stepped forward and said to Luo Guangliu.

Qing Tianyi's face had already turned black.

This Zhao Chu would make terrifying progress every once in a while without seeing him.

"If I save Xiang Minggong, his fighting spirit will be broken and he will never be able to gather his Taoist heart again in this life."

"This person is useless."

Luo Guangliu spoke slowly.

How difficult it is for Jichi Holy Land to cultivate a strong person who is close to the top of the list.

In fact, Xiang Minggong didn't do anything wrong, it was just because the eleven Qing Jie disciples were too strong.

But the facts are the facts.

This is a fair battle among the young generation, and Xiang Minggong has the advantage.

Being beaten to the point of being unable to fight back by a peak golden elixir, he will live in the shadow of this battle for the rest of his life. He will never be able to gather his Taoist heart and will never be able to break through natural selection.
To be continued...