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Chapter 112 The Rise of the Great World(1/2)

Jian Ao, who was covered in blood and his left arm was even broken, his eyes were slightly swollen, the sword in his hand kept moving, and he said with a fierceness: "Even if I die, I will take half of your life!"

After saying that, Jian Ao struck out with his sword again. This time, he moved forward in an unstoppable manner, giving up defense and attacking with all his strength.

The high priest can definitely use this to kill Jian Ao, but he must also pay a heavy price.

"Madman!" The high priest's long stick gave up on killing Jian Ao and collided with Jian Ao's long sword.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the high priest flew out upside down, and Jian Ao also flew out upside down.

Jian Ao's whole body was covered with wounds, and he was fighting for his life. There were a lot of gaps in Qingfeng's sword, but Jian Ao still fought hard and refused to let go.

"Madman, you are seeking death!" the high priest roared angrily.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jian Ao showed a bitter smile.

Although Jian Ao is no match for the high priest, he can definitely escape if he wants to. However, Jian Ao cannot escape at this moment. Behind him is a place that must be defended with his life, the vast world.

Unless you die! Otherwise, no foreigner can take a step forward.

"Yin!" Qingfeng waved his long sword, and Jian Ao was about to 'die' again.

"Look, the world!" a demon suddenly shouted.

While shouting, everyone looked and saw in the distance that countless cypress leaves in the world suddenly collapsed and slowly dispersed.

"Huang Bai can't hold on any longer?" Huang Huang said with an ugly expression.

"Haha, the transcendent of our world has successfully broken through your world. The day of destruction of the world has arrived!" the high priest suddenly shouted.

"Buzz!" Jian Ao turned his head, with a fierce look in his eyes again.

"Yin!"

With a wave of his long sword, Jian Ao killed the high priest again.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"……………………

In an extremely fierce battle, Jian Ao was still suppressed. When the high priest hit him hard with his stick again, Jian Ao gave up resistance again and stabbed the high priest desperately with his green sharp sword.

"Madman!" the high priest shouted again.

"boom!"

Giving up on killing Jian Ao, the high priest flew backwards for hundreds of miles in the big collision.

"Ka!" Jian Ao stabilized his figure.

"Boom!" A huge aura was suppressed.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

Suddenly, two figures appeared next to the high priest.

A man in black, with four bare arms and a sword in each hand.

A woman who is all white and as fat as a ball.

"Hey, High Priest? So miserable?" the woman as white as a ball teased.

"Yes, High Priest, this is not like you. Being bullied by such a weakling, I will be embarrassed to tell anyone when I get home!" The dark-haired man with four arms said with an evil smile.

"Dark Lord, Emperor Bai Shuo, why are you here? Aren't you in charge of the other two weak realms?" the high priest said coldly.

Obviously, the relationship between the high priest and the other two people was not harmonious.

Likewise, the dialogue between the three of them also gave a chill to the hearts of all the heroes in the world.

Ridiculing each other? What does it mean? It means that the two of them are also the fourteenth level of the ancestors! The fourteenth level of the ancestors? Why is the strongest world so strong?

"The other two weak realms? My men don't need me to bother them at all!" the Dark Lord said with a faint smile.

"Yes, the transcendent one is expanding my strongest world. His detachment can expand my strongest world at least two hundred times. You arranged for us to preside over the destruction of the three realms, but you actually took action yourself. Not only did you take action yourself, but you were also attacked by people from all over the world.

Are you losing ground? Really, I am so disappointed!" Bai Shuohuang shook his head and said sarcastically.

"Humph!" the high priest shouted coldly.

"Swordsmanship? Swordsmanship? Interesting. I also practice swordsmanship. Let me see how your swordsmanship is?" The Dark Lord suddenly looked at Jian Ao.

Although the relationship between the three of them is not good, they are still unanimous in speaking to the outside world at this moment.

The Dark Lord had four arms, each holding a sword. Suddenly, all four swords came out at once, slashing at the wounded Jian Ao.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Four huge swords slashed at him instantly.

Jian Ao's expression changed. The long sword in his hand rushed towards him.

"Boom!"

Amidst the huge sword explosion, Jian Ao retreated hundreds of miles and blocked the Dark Lord's four swords.

"Oh? Interesting! Come again!" the Dark Lord suddenly said excitedly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the Dark Lord and Jian Ao started fighting. Jian Ao was once again at a disadvantage. His white clothes were stained red with blood, but he still refused to admit defeat and kept fighting.

There are more than two hundred heroes in the world, all of them look tragic.

In the eyes of everyone, Jian Ao is struggling hard now.

"Heaven will destroy me?" Emperor Yu said solemnly and solemnly.

"No!"

…………

………

All the heroes were in agony, looking up to the sky and crying.

"Dark Lord, you are so slow, I am here to help you, I am just a small swordsman!" Bai Shuohuang said disdainfully.

"boom!"

A ray of white light rushed into the battlefield to deal the final blow to Jian Ao, who was in danger.

The white light went straight towards Jian Ao who was parrying. When Jian Ao saw the white light coming towards him, a strong feeling of unwillingness suddenly flashed across his face.

Did he die like this?

The heroes of the world closed their eyes in sorrow.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A huge wave of air washed over him, and the corpses all around exploded.

The scene of Jian Ao being killed by a sniper did not appear. Instead, the Dark Lord and Bai Shuohuang were cut in half and flew out upside down.

"No!"

After the two of them were cut off at the waist, they were both in disbelief.

The high priest's eyes widened even more.

Jian Ao's whole body was covered in blood and he was extremely weak. He used his long sword to support himself and did not fall down.

A gentle breeze blew around, and suddenly a man in dragon robe appeared in front of Jian Ao.

Zhongshan!

"This is this?" Some of the heroes of the world who didn't close their eyes said in shock.

Hearing their friends' doubts, everyone opened their eyes and saw Zhong Shan standing in front of Jian Ao.

"Who is this?" someone asked.

"Zhongshan, it's Zhongshan!" Huang Di suddenly felt happy.

"Zhongshan!" Mozi and Zhuangzi both clasped their hands, and then showed expressions of ecstasy.

Zhongshan? From the moment the Yellow Emperor called out this name, all the heroes understood that this was a person from the world, and that even the ancestors and immortals from the fourteenth level were not his enemies.

What is this concept?

The transcendent?

An idea suddenly appeared in everyone's mind, and everyone looked at Zhongshan with wide eyes, especially Emperor Yu, Huangdi, Mozi and others. They had all been mentally prepared before, but at this moment, it was even more difficult to conceal the feelings in their hearts.

Trembling.

Zhong Shan stood still, but his momentum was pressing in the direction of the high priest and others. The powerful momentum suddenly changed everyone's expressions.

The transcendent, the breath of the transcendent?

"No! It is impossible for a transcendent person to be born in the Three Weak Realms." Even though Zhong Shan cut him off, the Dark Lord still roared and stood up.

Emperor Bai Shuo is not dead either, and is equally terrifying.

"No, it shouldn't be. The Three Weak Realms should have been destroyed long ago. They should have been destroyed long ago. I hate it!" Bai Shuohuang shouted in shock.
To be continued...
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