Chapter 1272: Destroy Chengtianzong (3.0)

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Chengtianzong Chamber of Deputies.
The suzerain and several elders looked at the big screen seriously.
On the screen, the spaceship passing by Chengtian is approaching the Jade Star.
The upper right corner shows the time from their arrival.
28 minutes.
An elder asked: "Sect Master, do we really rely on Wen Zilong alone?"
Other elders also asked:
"Although Wen Zilong defeated the 7th-ranked strongman last time, we have all studied that time because he is also a mine attribute, and it is a stronger mine attribute that suppresses the other party, so he can hang him."
"But the seventh-order strongman who came this time is the wind attribute. Can he do it?"
"Sect Master, shall we contact the infinite Sword Sect?"
"There are also several schools nearby."
"Yeah, the lips die cold, if our jade sword sect is destroyed, they will soon be destroyed."
The patriarch shook his head and said:
"Wen Zilong said, he can do it alone."
The other elders were anxious:
"It is undeniable that he is indeed very strong. But the other party took 200,000 core disciples. Almost all of them were sixth-order strongmen. Just rely on Wen Zilong alone, OK?"
"Even if we have to rely on him, we can't just watch it. We have to make some preparations ourselves. In case ... I mean in case Wen Zilong is defeated?"
"Yeah, it's not without this possibility."
"Although Wen Zilong is strong, he can't meet every 7th-ranked strongman, he will be able to beat the ranks."
"Seventh-ranked strongman, this is not a joke."
The suzerain kept silent.
After the elders slowly said nothing, she said:
"I believe in Wen Zilong."
Then, he glanced at the crowd and slowly said:
"At the time of the comparison, who would have thought that he could come up with so many unique swords and divine swords?"
"Who would have thought that he could defeat five thousand in one move and the infinite sword in another move?"
"Who would have thought that he could beat the seventh-order strongman by one step?"
"Who could have imagined that he almost broke alone into the poison star and destroyed the entire poison city with only one person?"
"Who can think of him as a triple attribute?"
"Every of these things is absolutely impossible for us. If possible, it can only be said to be a miracle. But he is like this, creating so many miracles. Anything that seems impossible to us, in It could happen to him. "
A few words, the elders said nothing.
Finally, Zhang Qiaohua summed up the statement:
"So, Wen Zilong said no problem, then there must be no problem."
"We should believe him."
After Zhang Qiaohua finished, everyone was silent.
What the patriarch said is indeed true.
In the eyes of others, things that are impossible are happening one after another to Wen Zilong.
It ’s already a miracle for someone else.
But such a miracle is concentrated on Wen Zilong.
The impression is as if on him, everything is possible.
So, they all began to calm down.
The sovereign is right.
Since Wen Zilong said that there is no problem, then there should be no problem ... right.
After more than twenty minutes, the entire Jade Sword Sect rang again.
It was nine bells again.
And it's more rapid than before.
In other words, the enemy has reached their mountain gate.
"Meet the enemy!"
Zhang Qiaohua said solemnly.
Then, to Ling Xueer next to him said:
"Go and call Wen Zilong."
Ling Xue'er also knew that the matter was important, so she didn't dare to be sloppy.
Quickly flew towards the square.
Above the square, Wen Zilong was already awakened by the bell.
Rubbing his sore head, he couldn't help but curse the sword demon's old thing.
Ling Xueer sees Wen Zilong seeming to be very painful, can't help being surprised, asks:
"Brother Wen, is it uncomfortable to see you covering your head these days?"
Wen Zilong shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just that I didn't sleep well. Why did the bell ring again?"
Ling Xueer replied:
"Cheng Tianzong has already arrived outside the mountain gate, so Master asked me to invite you."
Wen Zilong shook his head vigorously.
It seems that this can relieve the pain a little bit.
"Come on, get settled early and sleep well."
Wen Zilong flew up with Ling Xueer immediately.
At the same time, in the sky outside the mountain gate, the two sides are already facing off.
Of course, the 100,000 core disciples of the Jade Girl Sword Sect are all in the protective lineup.
Beyond the Great Protectorate, it was the 200,000 core disciples of Chengtianzong.
The person headed is the seventh-order strongman of that wind attribute.
He folded his hands behind him, his whole body suspended in the air, standing tall.
In his mouth, with disdain, he spoke slowly:
"Zhang Qiaohua, I will give you ten seconds to consider. Either put down the weapon, conquer me Cheng Tianzong, and follow my Cheng Tianzong's arrangement. Or, die."
Zhang Qiaohua sneered:
"My Jade Sword Sect has a foundation of tens of thousands of years, how can I say that I will be subdued if I subjugate?"
The seventh-order strongman of the wind attribute obviously has already thought of this.
Not at all.
Said:
"It seems that you have chosen the latter. Then I will fulfill you. Do you think that your patronage is solid as a golden soup? Let me see you today, what is destruction."
Said, on him, the momentum of the seventh order was released directly.
Within seven hundred kilometers, all the trees suddenly snapped off.
Hundreds of peaks seem to be falling.
Almost all of the disciples in the Great Protection Sect burst into a spit of blood.
Even Zong advocated Qiaohua and felt that his chest was and tumbling.
She quickly suppressed with energy.
But even so, there was a trace of blood crawling up the corner of the mouth.
The seventh-order strongman sneered:
"You so-called patriarch elders, the so-called sixth-order pinnacles, are just ants in front of me."
Speaking, he flew towards this side.
While Wen Zilong was flying, Ling Xueer next to him suddenly spouted a sip of blood.
"What?"
Wen Zilong is now an eighth-order mid-level powerhouse.
The seventh-order strongman is completely like a ant in front of him.
The momentum of the seventh order, for him, is just a wind.
And he had a terrible headache at this time.
So I didn't notice that this is the momentum of the seventh-order powerhouse.
Ling Xue'er wiped the blood from her mouth and said broadly:
"Nothing, skin trauma."
"..."
Wen Zilong has a black line.
Did your skin trauma bleed from your mouth?
And the kind that sprays out?
But seeing Ling Xueer's difficult look, Wen Zilong also realized that it was the seventh-order strongman who released his momentum.
Wen Zilong shook his head helplessly.
The momentum in himself spread out instantly.
Pushed back the momentum of the seventh-order strongman.
Ling Xueer suddenly felt a lot relaxed.
When he turned to look at Wen Zilong, he was surprised:
"Brother Wen, are you imposing, even a seventh-order strong?"
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