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1172, the eight-step quasi-emperor realm

There was a strange flow of ice power at the wound. Even if the [Swallowing Moon] body had a quasi-imperial power and had all its strength to activate the power of the Taoist law, it was still difficult to regenerate the broken arm.

This shocked and angry.

He has been in the dark realm for so many years, but he has never suffered such a great loss. Even in the life-and-death battle between some war departments, he has never broken his arm. Even in the one-on-one invitation battle for nearly a hundred years, even if he lost, he would not be so embarrassed. Now he has been cut off one arm in public. This is simply a shame that is difficult to clean up.

A stream of silver ripples that were sticky like a swamp moved in the void. [Swallowing Moon]'s body grew thin and dense scales. His figure began to transform. His aura was so violent that it was so crazy before. There seemed to be blood in his eyes.

Ye Qingyu shook his head and said, "I said, there will be no second time. If you force each other, after the second move, there will be no [Swallowing Moon] general in this world, and there will be only three of the four pillars and beams of the Zhenyuan Army since then."

He said it was underestimated.

But anyone can feel the terrible murderous intent contained in these understatement.

This is not a joke to intimidate.

It is a warning and an explanation.

But in the ears of [Swallowing Moon], it was a kind of humiliation. He let out a low roar in his throat, like a wild beast about to run away from the wild, and the strongest power and means in his body were about to explode.

"Get out."

King Zhenyuan suddenly spoke.

【Swallowing the Moon】Looking back in disbelief: "Master, I can still..."

"Get out and recuperate."

King Zhenyuan's expression was calm and had a rare solemnity.

He had already seen that [Swallowing Moon] was indeed not the opponent of Zhang Longcheng of this [Nine Swords Army]—not only [Swallowing Moon], but even the other three pillars and beam generals [Shooting the Sun], [Driving Waves], and [Splitting the Earth] were not the opponent of Zhang Longcheng. He had to admit that he had misunderstood. At the beginning, he didn't realize that Zhang Longcheng had reached this level.

At this time, King Zhenyuan had completely realized that no one under his command could do anything to Zhang Longcheng.

[Swallowing the Moon] is extremely unwilling to accept it, but the military's life cannot be violated.

So he could only retreat slowly. He stared at Ye Qingyu with great resentment and sinisterness, and finally retreated, stood behind King Zhenyuan, and stood side by side with the other three pillars and beams.

"The fourth brother, the king is saving you." The voice transmission of [Shooting the Sun], one of the four pillars and beams, said: "We have all misunderstood. This Zhanglong City has a somewhat not a simple origin. It seems that he has reached the eighth step of the quasi-emperor. You are definitely not his enemy."

"What?" [Swallowing the Moon Hears], his eyes burst into strange lights: "This is impossible. Any strong man who has entered this realm will definitely not be nameless. How could this Zhang Longcheng be nameless before..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly shut up.

Because he suddenly realized that the moment he broke his arm just now, he had no idea how to defeat him, and at this time the broken arm could no longer recover. Judging from these signs, only the eighth step of the quasi-emperor can do it.

"I'm afraid this Zhang Longcheng is just a pseudonym," [Driving Waves] thoughtfully. She was a graceful woman with long blue hair and blue eyebrows, fair skin like ocean pearls, and a blue armor wrapped around her body like water waves, flowing with fascinating female charm. There was a distant sound of the rising and falling of the sea tides. Her beautiful blue eyebrows frowned slightly and said, "Nie Tiankong thought he had picked up a treasure, but in fact he was still used. It's not clear that a small place like Luoshenling, a few steps or two quasi-emperors would be fine, how could he get out of the eight-step quasi-emperor? If I'm not wrong, this Zhang Longcheng's van must be the incarnation of an old monster who has been famous for a long time to come to the royal city to stir up the storm. If this is the case, the situation would be worse than we thought at the beginning."

"For nearly thousands of years, the strength pattern in the dark field has been fixed. The trump cards of major factions have basically understood each other. There are only so many supreme powerhouses who have reached the eight-step quasi-emperor realm. It is impossible for one to appear suddenly. If you want to check, you can definitely find it. Once you find out which old monster Zhang Longcheng is, the power controlled behind it will be able to come out." [Splitting the Earth] is a giant man with a magnificent figure close to three meters, and a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse of the giant clan.

It is said that the clan is born with the essence of the earth, so it has the most primitive and innocent earth-based power among the five elements of the heaven and earth. It is born with the talent to control the power of the earth. As long as it stands on the earth, its power will continue to rise. He added: "However, the power of having a strong man in the eight-step quasi-emperor realm is absolutely terrifying. The power of a strong man in the eight-step quasi-emperor realm and dares to attack our Zhenyuan Army is even more terrifying. In the entire dark field, I am afraid that it will definitely not exceed the number of hands."

The three of them were all generals who had followed King Zhenyuan for hundreds of years, and were all giants who were independent, with their vision and knowledge far beyond ordinary people. They only saw so much information after a duel between [Swallowing Moon] and Ye Qingyu.

[Swallowing Moon] I was confused by the authorities. When I was fighting, I didn’t see clearly. At this time, I heard the other three people say it, and the more I heard it, I became more and more scared, and a layer of cold sweat came out from my vest.

The clues that the generals under his command could see were naturally seen by King Zhenyuan, who was the commander.

Is this world going to be in chaos?

Whether it is the Heaven and Earth Restoration, the Huozhou Rebellion or the Zhang Long City in front of him, he vaguely grasped some fleeting clues, which are the signs of chaos in the world and the signal before the storm.

If possible, he did not want the Yuan clan of the Zhenyuan Prince's Mansion to be the center of unrest, but at this time, there was no way to avoid it.

Since you can't avoid it, then...

A cold and cold curve was drawn at the corner of King Zhenyuan's mouth.

"It has been a long time since the Eight Steps Quasi-Emperor fell in this world." His eyes locked on Ye Qingyu, and suddenly laughed, saying, "I don't care who you are, no matter why you want to try every means to sneak into the royal city, no matter what your ultimate goal is, but I want to tell you that you shouldn't provoke my Zhenyuan Palace. Today, I'll send you on your way."

King Zhenyuan walked out and crossed a thousand meters from the flagship to Ye Qingyu. His white palm, like jade, stretched out from the sleeve of the robe, and slowly printed it towards Ye Qingyu's chest with a palm.

His speed is extremely slow, and he does not have any breath of fireworks, nor does he have any vitality or the laws of the great way.

gentle.

It's like the spring breeze caressing the willows.

But seeing this palm, Ye Qingyu's expression suddenly changed.

"Okay, I'm worthy of being the King of Zhenyuan."

He took a deep breath, as if he had sucked the white clouds and sunlight in the sky into his body. Suddenly, Ye Qingyu's bones, muscles, and internal organs seemed to be transparent, and he was in a strange state, and then he gently patted it with a palm.

Although Ye Qingyu has not deliberately practiced martial arts these days, he has gained great gains in his pursuit of cognizing his original heart, and his strength has been soaring. Even himself does not know what kind of realm he is now. Although he is not as good as the martial arts emperor, he can experience it and enter a state of mysterious and mysterious gods and clarity.

It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Qingyu's strength at this time has reached a point where he himself cannot tell how strong he is.

Facing any opponent, Ye Qingyu could judge the number of winners and losers in the first moment. When facing [Swallowing Moon] straight ahead, he was sure to take all his strength and kill and destroy it with one move.

But facing the palm of King Zhenyuan, Ye Qingyu felt a hint of crisis, a hint of pressure, and a hint of distress.

This King Zhenyuan is indeed a master of all time.

The existence of the legend is infinitely close to the martial arts emperor, and it is indeed well-deserved.

But even so, Ye Qingyu still chose to be positive and ruthless.

He just wanted to know how strong he is now and what kind of realm he is in - obviously, he did not fully understand the small realm division of the quasi-emperor realm, and in the vast world, because quasi-emperor is rare, no theory of the high and low division has been circulated.

On the top of the city at the Dongzhengmen gate, everyone held their breath and looked up at the sky.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, finally, after such a long but momentary time, the white jade-like palms of King Zhenyuan and Ye Qingyu's almost transparent palms gently collided with each other.

Bo!

It sounded like a sound of bubbles breaking.

Everyone felt that the world in their vision swayed slightly - it was not the sky moving, nor the earth moving, nor the Taoist shaking between heaven and earth. This was an extremely strange feeling, as if the whole world was like a painting, they were all people in the painting, and the frame was violently shocked at this moment, as if something was about to be broken.

Then, Ye Qingyu and King Zhenyuan both shook.

Bang!

The small boat under Ye Qingyu's feet suddenly burst, turning into powder and dissipating between heaven and earth.

His body swayed, like drunkenness, and he retreated in a row. Every time he took a step back, a roar came from the world. The cracks of the void barrier visible to the naked eye cracked like blooming flowers, and then disappeared in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingyu staggered in the void and retreated seven steps.

Every step of exit seems to have broken the entire sky.

After exiting seven steps, Ye Qingyu's body suddenly burst out with a crackling sound like a bean-burning sound. There were gaps on his body, like broken porcelain, and blood mist filled the cracks. As soon as he opened his mouth, a bunch of blood spurted out.

Failed?

Is Zhang Longcheng defeated?

Seeing this scene, countless cheers sounded unstoppable like mountain crying——

Today is the only update, good night everyone.

During the Chinese New Year, I can only make a guaranteed update, strive to keep updating, and write more if I have time.
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