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Chapter 935: Yingzheng's Second Sword

The God of Shadow was really too anxious and forced to disperse the aftermath of the battlefield to see the results!

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The earth filled with smoke and dust collapsed again.

Fourteen figures were covered by ruins, and the huge golden divine ape had disappeared, turning into a true form and lying on the ground, with cracks on their bodies filled with golden armor.

What worries everyone in the Milky Way the most is his golden cudgel.

The once extremely dazzling stick is now broken into two pieces and inserted into the ground, losing all its divine beauty, dull, like two scrap iron.

Ying Zheng was already exhausted. He could still open his eyes, but he could only use his sword to support his broken body.

A huge scar appeared on his handsome eyebrows and eyes, and blood flowed, blurring his vision.

People in the Sword Emperor Galaxy looked at this scene, their hearts were as if they were twisted.

Link, who was once unruly, now roared in front of the screen: "This is not fair!"

"How could that group of trash make the boss Zheng like this?"

"Those major forces are simply targeting my Milky Way and my Sword Emperor Galaxy!"

"Dad! Let's go and rescue the political boss!"

"Shut up!" Lin Ye, the master of the Sword Emperor, held his knees tightly and stared at the screen.

He cursed: "Do you know how many powerful people are outside Tianqiaoxing now?"

"I can't help but want to save me!"

Although he said this, he was thinking secretly in his heart, would it be okay to cooperate with the pastor?

Can he cross the sky?

As he thought about it, he stood up and said in a deep voice: "Don't mess around, Daddy, go out!"

As he said that, he pulled out his sword and hurriedly left the Star Lord's Mansion.

Link looked at his father's departure back and hurriedly said, "Dad must rescue the political boss!"

Lin Ye did not answer and rushed out quickly.

At this time, Link, who was standing in front of the screen, his heart jumped violently.

Because the 100th golden dragon condenses above the heads of the twelve immortal stars!

On the battlefield, Xiaolongxian's eyes were covered in blood. He roared to the sky and said, "Come on! Come again!"

"Stand up again!"

"Today's 100th attack will kill all of you!!"

Ying Zheng, who stood up with difficulty, lowered his head and spit out blood, raised his head expressionlessly and said, "You can't do it."

"Also pretending!?" Xiaolongxian shouted angrily: "Dragon King's Land!"

Ying Zheng lowered his head and sighed, "This is another move."

Looking at the slowly condensed and formed golden dragon, he suddenly raised his other hand and placed it on the second sword on his back!

The moment the palm of his hand was holding the hilt of the sword, a vast divine power suddenly rose.

Everyone felt like their heart was scratched by a knife.

Even the sky in the sky shook three times!

The battlefield was silent for a moment.

Even the aggressive little dragon fairy stopped moving suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.

He stared at Ying Zheng's hand holding the second sword, and couldn't help but tremble and asked, "What is that?"

Ying Zheng looked up and smiled brightly, "It's the power that can kill you all!"

At this moment, the gradually forming golden dragon stagnated in mid-air.

Everyone present noticed the ultimate horror from Ying Zheng's second sword.

Can't let him pull it out!

Otherwise we will all die here!

On the side, Niu Xian couldn't help but get up and said, "Calm down, calm down!"

"We don't have to fight to death today."

Not only him, but even the Shadow God and the others felt the threat of death. The feeling was too real, as if a shadow was lingering in their hearts.

He also quickly said, "No need, Ying Zheng, it's really not necessary! This sword will definitely kill you, and we don't need to hit that level."

Even Gui Wujiu smiled and said, "Brother, put down the sword first and take it back. We have something to say, but at worst we won't beat you!"

"You guys recover, slowly recover, okay?"

Wukong, who was lying on the ground, glanced at his broken stick, then glanced at Ying Zheng, and said weakly: "What is hidden in your sword?"

"Why are you pretending to be a pussy?"

Ying Zheng shook his head expressionlessly, not taking it lightly.

But just when everyone thought that Ying Zheng was going to collect his sword, Xiaolongxian suddenly roared: "Are you afraid of him?!"

"Dragon Lord!"

"I won't see you kneeling to death in front of me today. I will take your surname!"

Now, the other people's faces changed completely, Gui Wujiu even couldn't help but yelled: "You are crazy!"

"What are you doing to anger him for nothing!"

Everyone outside quickly stretched their necks to see what the sword was.

Only the Lord of the Temple said in a deep voice: "Retreat!"

Liu Fang was shocked and said, "What's in that sword?"

"It depends on who left the sword for him." The Lord of the Temple looked solemn.

"Sword Master!? The sword master's divine will remain in that sword master's divine intention!" Liu Fang's heart jumped violently and he immediately ordered to retreat.

Although he was not present at that time, he could still sense that the sword disciple at that moment could even be in the Chaos God.

The atmosphere in the audience became a little weird.

In fact, Ying Zheng didn't want to draw a sword either. He would die if he came out, and he would die too.

The reason why strategic weapons are called strategic weapons is because they are more useful than using them.

But who would have thought that the little dragon fairy was already crazy!

At this critical moment, a long-lost voice sounded in the ears of everyone outside.

I saw Xiao Fan standing in front of the first unit, wearing a simple black jacket and trousers.

His hands were in his pockets and his voice was calm.

“My galaxy has always been very friendly to foreign policy.”

"Although all of you join forces to target us, we want to kill our contestants."

"But everyone knows that you can't do it. This is just a not-so-funny joke, so I won't take it to heart."

"This palace is even more willing to open the door."

"Twelve Immortal Stars, Temples, Chaos Heaven, and Royal Family, I will give you ten seconds to surrender and take your genius away."

"After these ten seconds, everyone who is standing on Tianqiaoxing will stay there forever."

Everyone turned around and looked.

Someone was about to make a statement and mock him, saying why you are so awesome, but immediately someone noticed something was wrong.

People's faces turned green.

Because Xiao Fan's realm has fallen!

The peak of the Sun-level, the small-generation divine body, and the peak of the Sun-aid are fully qualified to enter!

The audience was silent, and Xiao Fan looked up and repeated calmly.

"In the last five seconds, don't say that our Milky Way will not leave any face for you."

"I have done my best!"

The countdown ends.

The people of several major forces were sitting in their original position and looking at Xiao Fan expressionlessly.

Xiao Fan asked them to take people away. This was not tolerance, but humiliation!

If they do it, it will be a joke of surrendering before the battle!

The royal family Eurasia looked at Xiao Fan with a smile and said, "Mr. Xiao, being too confident sometimes is not a good thing."

Xiao Fan glanced at him without saying anything.

The opponent's trump card is nothing more than what's so special about Gui Wubu.

It can't be turned over.

Finally, Xiao Fan lowered his head and breathed turbid air, and stepped out to the edge of the sky.
Chapter completed!
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