Chapter 832 The Finale(3/4)
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He jumped up and slashed out with his sword, shocking the world!
Wherever the brilliant black sword energy with a rich golden light passed by, large black cracks appeared in the space!
Ji Qi is dead!
Even if you win, you will die!
The dragon energy of the three emperors in the land of Kyushu, past, present and future, are all gathered in him!
He is already the strongest man in the world!
As long as he stands on this land, no one can attack him!
Even taking action against him is against destiny!
When the handsome middle-aged man saw this, he was shocked and turned around into the immeasurable white light without thinking.
The brilliant black sword energy fell into the immeasurable white light, and a majestic golden door shining with mysterious talismans emerged under the sword energy.
"Bang..."
The majestic golden door and the black sword energy exploded at the same time, and the black and white light swept across the blue sky.
Zhang Chu was pushed to the ground by the unparalleled counterattack force.
"What have you done!"
A startled and angry roar came from behind.
Zhang Chu turned his head and took a look, but it was Wang Taibai whose face turned pale, as if his own mother had died.
He rose desperately, rushing toward the center of the explosion like a moth toward a raging fire.
Zhang Chu looked at him with mocking eyes, watching him jump up and down like a madman in the center of the explosion where the energy was exhausted...
Then, he turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood arrows, stood up from the ground again, shouted angrily: "Here comes the dragon!"
"Ouch..."
In the void, the sound of dragons roared everywhere.
Nine five-clawed divine dragons with golden light emerged from the void, spiraling and merging into a five-clawed golden dragon that was thousands of miles long. Its scales, whiskers, and eyes were all visible, just like a living thing!
Ruyuan Ruyue's terrifying power spread out, and even Wu Jiuyu and Zhao Mingyang, who were rushing over, stopped at the same time. They only felt that their scalps were numb and their bodies were no longer under their control.
In front of this huge five-clawed golden dragon, Zhang Chu was as small as an ant.
However, such a terrifying five-clawed golden dragon lowered its head docilely in front of Zhang Chu, as if it were a puppy he had raised.
Zhang Chu looked at the dragon in front of him.
This is the Dragon Vein of Kyushu.
It is the source of his dragon energy.
It is also the source of prosperity of martial arts in this world.
For the time being, he is the master of this dragon vein.
Heaven and earth are aligned with Kyushu, so Kyushu has nurtured this dragon vein.
It is precisely because of the existence of this dragon vein that so many warriors and so many flying masters were born in Kyushu.
All the neighbors in Kyushu are radiated by this dragon vein.
This is why the closer you are to Kyushu, the higher the chance of a Feitian Grandmaster being born, and for those barbarian lands far away from Kyushu, the sea of qi is the end.
Zhang Chu bowed three times to the dragon and said softly: "I'm sorry..."
After saying this, he picked up the Dawn Sword and slashed it with a leap.
"Ouch..."
The shrill roar of the dragon rang out, the dragon head as big as a mountain fell, and large jets of black-yellow blood spurted out, but before the blood even hit the ground, it all disappeared.
Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned.
Even God seemed to be stunned for a second, and then he sent out a bolt from the blue, lighting up the whole world, and seemed to be asking Zhang Chu like Wang Taibai: What have you done?
The color of the sky and the earth changed, strong winds blew, and countless mountains across Kyushu suddenly collapsed.
The sky suddenly became dark.
The strong wind stirred up Zhang Chu's snow-white long hair. He raised his head, looked up at the sky with surging black clouds, and murmured to himself: "This world does not need heroes or heroes. Please return history... to the people."
Without the dragon veins, the vitality of the heaven and earth in Kyushu will quickly become thinner, until it will no longer be able to produce strong Qi sea warriors.
However, the existing Feitian Grandmasters and Qi Sea Powerhouses, including himself, will fall bit by bit... until they fall back to the realm of warriors.
Of course, this process will be very long.
It was enough for him to rebuild this land.
"puff……"
Zhang Chu spit out a mouthful of blood again, his mind felt like a heavy blow, and his eyes suddenly went dark.
Fortunately, before he fell into coma, he heard the urgent calls of Wu Jiuyu and Zhao Mingyang.
He felt relieved.
I can finally have a good sleep.
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In the spring of the second year of Sui Yuan Dynasty from Dali.
Anguo's army was divided into two groups.
Led by Bai Fanyun, it went all the way east, passing through Yanbei Prefecture, entering Dongsheng Prefecture, Dongyun Prefecture, and hitting Runanshan Prefecture.
The army, led by Zhang Chu, went all the way west, passing through Xiliang Prefecture and Jixi Prefecture, and entered Nanshan Prefecture.
Wherever he passed, the grass-headed kings from all walks of life were either watching the wind and descending, or they were fleeing with their families.
Finally, the two armies returned in Zhongyuanzhou and rushed towards the capital.
When the Anguo army arrived outside the capital, Emperor Qiming, who had returned to the throne after the death of his ancestor Long Yingyi, had already led hundreds of civil and military officials to kneel outside the city gate holding a jade seal to welcome him.
Zhang Chu sat astride the green horse that was already losing its teeth, looking up at the majestic and ancient city in front of him.
Once upon a time, he had wanted to come here so much to see Kyushu's treasures and outstanding people.
But now, he just wants to go home and have a bite of Xia Tao's steamed meat buns.
"Mule, will you lead the brothers into the city?"
He turned his head and said to the mule standing behind him.
Mules are no longer what they used to be.
He had already grown a beard and was wearing a black long-sleeved robe. His hair crown was a foot high, and every wrinkle was filled with majesty.
However, when the mule heard his words, he just let out a dry "hehe" without moving his body.
Zhang Chu glared at him, but he just pretended not to see it.
Zhang Chu was helpless, Niutou looked at Da Liu who was standing next to him, and started to fight for him: "Da Liu, you lead the brothers into the city... Don't forget what you once told me!"
Da Liu shook his lips vigorously, took a deep look at Zhang Chu, and finally understood the Dawn Sword on his back. He handed his hands to the Iron Masked Man on the other side and rode out in front of the crowd: "Brothers, come in
city!"
The army divided into two groups behind Zhang Chu, bypassing him on the left and right, and silently followed Liu into the city.
Zhang Chu turned his head to look at the mule again and said softly: "Da Liu only knows how to kill. He can't handle the intrigues in the city."
The mule drooped his eyelids and did not look at him: "But you also need someone by your side to pass the bowl."
The eldest brother only has one arm left, so there must be someone by his side to serve him.
"I am here."
A hoarse voice came from under the mask of the Man in the Iron Mask.
The mule looked at Zhang Chu in silence, then at the man in the iron mask.
Finally, with a heavy sigh, he rode towards the city.
He walked into the dark city gate cave. In front of him was a world of flowers.
When he turned around again, what he saw was the eldest brother and the Iron Masked Man standing alone on the road...
Zhang Chu watched the mule go into the city gloomily, and said with a clear smile: "We are the only two brothers left again."
Man in the Iron Mask: "Isn't it like this before...?"
Zhang Chu turned the horse's head and said, "That's right, let's go...go home!"
He gently pinched the horse's belly, and the green horse understood, spread its four hooves, and ran happily along the way it came.
Just like it looked when it was young.
To be continued...