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Five hundred and twentieth eight chapters desperate

"With a Dragon Sword Emperor, our situation will become very passive."

"The air force is completely defeated, the backbone force is completely defeated, and the peak force is probably the same."

A Prou ​​could not resist the attack of Longhua Sword Emperor and the sword spirit powerhouse in Long Tianxia. Didn’t he see that he was just resisting Longhua Sword Emperor with less than a hundred moves. He was almost cut off by Longhua Sword Emperor?

"We have to face it no matter what the result is."

Prow frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Now, in our Western world, the Snowfield Empire has two air patrol warships, and our Sith Empire has two air patrol warships. These warships were all preserved because they had no time to rush to the battlefield. Wang Ting, according to our investigation, the Wanyu Tianzong is extremely afraid of the Supreme Wudao. Look, should you send people to the Middle Earth World and ask for help from the Supreme Wudao?"

Wang Ting shook his head: "This is not realistic at all. Not to mention how far Middle Earth World is from here, the storm that may be encountered along the way is enough to wipe out all the people who go to Middle Earth World. Now it is in a period of storm raging. During this period, the storm lords on the sea are very frequent. Even the peerless powerful people in the sword articulation dare not cross the sea easily, let alone the sword saint? If you go, it will be a life-and-death life. Of course, more importantly, it is too late to go."

"Even if you don't encounter any accidents, it will take at least half a year."

Glory said.

He had already calculated this distance clearly.

"Longhua Sword Emperor... Long Tianxia, ​​I am not afraid of him, but this Longhua Sword Emperor is our biggest concern. With my cultivation level, I can't resist it at all. Not to mention the combat power of the sword spirit, we may not be able to compete with the Silver Blood Swordsman Legion and the Advanced War Puppet Legion, two hundred sword saints, and twenty sword masters."

As soon as Pro finished speaking, the Sword Saint present and the senior officials of the Sith Empire were all silent and speechless for a long time.

Although Wang Ting swept through the 1,700 sword saints of Wanyu Tian Sect, 170 swordsmanship masters and two sword spirit powerhouses, as long as one Longhua Sword Emperor is present, the entire situation will not change much. Under the leadership of Longhua Sword Emperor, it will only be a matter of time before Wanyu Tian Sect will destroy their high-level positions in the Western world.

"Longhua Sword Emperor...The current Longhua Sword Emperor is the key to all Guan Jianzhong."

Wang Ting muttered to himself.

"Longhua Sword Emperor, leave it to me to deal with it."

In the context of everyone's silent silence, his words seemed particularly clear.

"What!?"

"Your Majesty Wang Ting, you..."

"Longhua Sword Emperor is a peerless figure on the Sword Emperor list, and even His Majesty Pro can't compete with him. Your Majesty Wang Ting, you..."

In an instant, everyone's eyes almost all fell on Wang Ting, and his expression was full of astonishment.

"Wang Ting? What are your plans?"

Proud did not question anything, but asked Wang Ting why he said this in a deep voice.

"Plan, no plans."

Wang Ting shook his head. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was very similar to the battle he forced Pope Sith to fight and decided to win the world's number one master in the Western continent.

"Next, I will go into seclusion and hit the sword spirit realm! If it is done, I believe that with my foundation and accumulation, I will definitely not be much worse than the Longhua Sword Emperor..."

"If it fails..."

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