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"Damn it, these idiots!"

Tang Duanying was the first to react, and she was already gathering chapters of the divine word.

Xie Chengyun hated the Nine Sect Masters more than anyone else, but he knew the significance of the Nine Sect Masters and was ready to stop the angry crowd at this moment.

He was even afraid that the death of the Nine Sect Masters would alarm the other Sect Master.

Unfortunately, there was no time at all.

These idiots are too fast, and they... are still seriously injured.

"well!"

Jing Qingsu wanted to slap himself twice. He felt that he was a little incompetent and had failed Zhao Chu's expectations.

…

Buzz!

At this moment, the face of the first monk already had a cheerful smile as if a great revenge had been avenged.

His Qi Sword has been pointed at the center of the Nine Sect Master's eyebrows.

The monks behind were still scrambling for the first place.

However!

That is this moment.

A vague buzzing sound suddenly spread.

The space on the fourth floor was like a calm lake. At this time, a stone fell from the sky, causing ripples.

right!

This ripple directly imprisoned space and time.

Everything seems to be frozen.

In the center of the ripples... is Zhao Chu.

Amidst the chaotic sound of air waves, Zhao Chu slowly raised his head, his pupils filled with an unprecedented coldness.

Buzz!

Buzz!

The skin between the Nine Sect Master's eyebrows had been cut. He probably thought he was dead. There was a stench below his buttocks.

However!

That sword just trembled slightly in the air and could no longer move forward even half an inch.

It's like there are two invisible fingers in the void, holding the tip of the sword.

Behind him, other people's natural selection realms were also imprisoned in place, buzzing and trembling.

Boom!

The ground trembled, and only then did people realize that behind Zhao Chu, a scarlet killing ring floated up and down, as if a demon had opened its eyes.

Buzz!

The monk was not convinced and was still struggling against the oppression of the killing ring.

Just one inch away, he must kill the nine sect leaders. This is the meaning of his life and his obsession.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

However, within the blink of an eye, one killing blood ring after another was directly superimposed.

…

Ten ways!

Fifteen ways!

Eighteen ways!

…

puff!

Some monks with weak cultivation levels in the Natural Selection Realm spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell violently from the air.

Their killing moves had long since dissipated, and even their orifices were bleeding, and their whole bodies were convulsing on the ground.

…

Nineteen ways!

Twenty-three!

…

Behind Zhao Chu, the killing blood ring was still pressing out continuously.

At this time, more than half of the monks were pressed to the ground and shivering, and the crisp sound of broken bones made their hair stand on end.

There was a monk who was crushed into a meat pie and it was difficult for him to survive.

There are less than 20 Natural Selection monks who are still persisting.

But now they are like mad dogs and have lost their minds.

They are completely unaware of the existence of these oppressive forces.

The Wenyuan-level killing ring, even the Wenyuan realm, has been suppressed to the point of losing its combat power. What can they do with these days of choosing the realm?

…

Twenty-six ways!

Twenty-eight!

Thirty one!

…

At this time, not to mention the monks in the natural selection realm, even Lei Miaozi and others were trembling with pores all over their bodies, and they were filled with uncontrollable fear.

Killing blood ring.

After two more levels of forceful killing, Zhao Chu's blood rings actually exceeded thirty.

How incredible this is.

Tang Duanying had just broken through to the Wenyuan Realm, and she experienced Zhao Chu's terror for the first time.

If he and Zhao Chu were on equal terms, these thirty or so killing rings alone would deprive him of 10% of his combat power.

How terrible.

However, Zhao Chu's shock to people is far from over!

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Thirty-four ways!

Thirty-seven ways!

…

Finally, only the last natural selection monk was left on the scene, still struggling to hold on.

He was also the first monk to rush out.

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Forty-one!

Forty-four!

Forty-seven ways!

…

Finally, Zhao Chu's killing blood ring reached its limit. At this moment, behind him, blood rings were superimposed one after another, like a bottomless black hole. It seemed that everyone would be deprived of life at a glance.

puff!

Finally, the monk of the Great Perfection of Natural Selection spurted out a mouthful of blood. Under the terrifying oppression, he seemed to be suppressed under a 10,000-ton mountain range, unable to even move his fingers.

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"If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you do!"

The entire fourth floor fell into deathly silence.
To be continued...