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Chapter 1101 The Son is Coming!

Lao Shijiu had previously swallowed more than one half-step martial emperor's powerful man. Although he was injured, he had completely recovered after recuperation. Not only that, he also went further and his cultivation level was better than before.

It's just that it has not reached the level of breaking through to Emperor Wu.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, I'll kill him first!"

The white-faced scholar closed the fan in his hand and said coldly, without waiting for someone else to respond, flying knives appeared behind him.

It is densely packed, scattered throughout the void.

This is the power of Dharma images he mastered.

Ten thousand swords till the sky!

"go!"

The scholar's expression was cold, and with a wave of his hand, countless flying knives shot forward.

So many flying knives are enough to cut anyone into pieces.

"Good come!"

Lao Shijiu clenched his fist violently, and a large amount of demonic energy escaped from his body.

He used magic skills with his left hand, pinched the Buddha's seal with his right hand, merged his palms, and the strength of the half-step Martial Emperor was instantly activated by him!

The Dharma image behind him rises into the air, blessing the power of the nineteenth brother.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Then, the magic elephant of Ten Thousand Swords and the magic elephant of the 19th Lao was broken at the same time.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang.

Lao Tzu was knocked away.

It was another martial emperor who took a sneak attack!

But Lao Tzuo reacted keenly and avoided.

"What?"

The other strong men looked at this scene and looked at each other in shock.

The two martial emperors took action but did not directly take down the 19th brother!

"Your talent is indeed extraordinary!"

The white-faced scholar's face was cold.

The half-step Wu Emperor has the combat power of the Martial Emperor level. Such figures are catching up with the real genius.

"If you want to fight, you will fight. You will attack. Where can you get so much nonsense?!"

Lao Shijiu's face was cold and he looked disdainful.

"court death!"

The next moment, the four martial emperors took action together.

Danta.

An Lan's face changed.

"Master, aren't you taking action yet?"

She knew that Zhan Wuque's pet beast Xiao Si could control an imperial corpse.

"it's useless."

Zhan Wuque shook his head slowly.

In this case, even if the black dragon corpse is activated, it will not be of reversal in the battle situation.

He looked up and could see that another Emperor of Martial Arts approached here at a rapid speed.

More and more Emperors of Martial Arts.

Fortunately, Lao Shijiu's comprehensive strength is comparable to that of the Emperor of War. He can deal with it for a while, and in a short time, he will not be in danger of his life.

The five people fought in the clouds, and from time to time, there were aftermath of battle that caused the restaurants and shops in the city to collapse.

"The magic skill is on him, kill him!"

Someone is deliberately causing war.

But the effect was excellent. Some Wu emperors surrounded him and waited for an opportunity to take action.

Lao Shijiu was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he turned into a rolling demonic energy. For a moment, everyone could not determine where his body was.

"Senior brother, why don't we let Master Shijiu hand over the magic skills?"

Yichenzi said anxiously.

If this continues, I am afraid that Lao Tzu will not be able to hold on.

"You don't know anything. Do you really think these people are just coming for "The Demon Swallowing"?"

Zhan Wuque spoke slowly.

"They had already formed a deep hatred against the 19th siege and blocked the 19th. This time, he was reborn and mastered the magic skills. His future achievements were limitless. How could these forces allow the 19th to grow?"

“It makes sense.”

The wine immortal spoke, "These forces will not let go of the nineteenth, even if they hand over the "Demon Swallowing Heaven"."

"What should I do?"

An Lan frowned.

"wait."

Zhan Wuque looked up and said, "Wait for an opportunity."

Whether we can break the deadlock today depends on whether we can wait for this opportunity.

Time passes, and a cup of tea passes in a blink of an eye.

Seven Martial Emperors have participated, but they still can't do anything to the 19th.

"This Demon Swallowing Heaven is really perverted. It can actually turn tangible objects into invisible objects, even hiding their souls!"

The white-faced scholar gritted his teeth.

Although he has the realm of Emperor Wu, he feels uncomfortable that he cannot perform his strength.

"Stop it all!"

A light shout came.

Immediately afterwards, three figures came into the air, and they were the three sages of the Holy Land of Tianshu.

"Here you come!"

Zhan Wuque's heart moved.

This is the opportunity.

Only by handing over the magic skills to major forces can one turn danger into safety.

"Who are you?"

The white-faced scholar was in a state of irritability and glanced at the Holy Son casually. When he saw the two elders behind the Holy Son, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"I don't even know this saint, so you are still from Dongzhou!"

The Holy Son snorted coldly.

"Son of the Holy Land? You are the Holy Son of Tianshu Holy Land?!!"

The white-faced scholar's face changed and he saw the word Tianshu on the robe of the Holy Son.

Tianshu Holy Land, that is the top holy land in the entire Dongzhou!

There are many saints in it, and there are legends that there are even demigod-level powerful men. It is far from the point where he can afford to provoke him!

Thinking of this, he quickly stopped, clasped his fists with his hands, and a flattering smile on his face.

"I said who it is? It turns out that the Holy Son is here. Hua Sanxiong of the Flying Dao Sect has seen the Holy Son!"

The white-faced scholar bowed.

Hearing Hua Sanxiong's voice, the rest of the Wu Emperor stopped and hurriedly bowed.

"See the Holy Son!"

"See the Holy Son!"

...

The Holy Son's face was calm, and he had become accustomed to this kind of pursuit.

"You are the nineteenth brother?"

The Holy Son casually glanced at the tumultuous demonic energy.

"The combat power is good, but the realm is lower. I handed over the "Demon Swallowing" and put it in handcuffs. From now on, you will be my war slave."

"What?!"
Chapter completed!
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