The Strongest Myth of Godless Emperor

Chapter 132 Beheading the Prince of the Nanman, Unparalleled Power

"Thirteen is finally here!"

Emperor Zhou breathed out, sitting on his seat, he seemed to relax a lot, his tightly clenched fists loosened, and the oppressive atmosphere covering the surroundings dissipated, and the guards beside him were also all Breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that the eyes they looked at Zhou Wushuang again were full of complexities. It can be said that this incident was caused by Zhou Wushuang. It's really good that the latter can appear at this time, but...

"Zhou Wushuang, how dare you fight me!"

At this moment, the rough and mad prince who had provoked Zhou Wuque jumped onto the ring, his whole body surging with fighting spirit, and surging murderous intent swept out.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

Before Zhou Wushuang could answer, the people in the surrounding stands shouted in unison, they don't want to be disappointed anymore, Zhou Wuque's incident will never be allowed to happen again.

Really stimulated!

Glancing at the people who wished to go shopping on stage, a smile flashed across Zhou Wushuang's mouth, and he said, "Huang, Canopy, step back!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped down from the auspicious clouds, the black prince's clothes were blown by the strong wind, and his figure fell on the thunder very gracefully, standing with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "You want to fight?" Just fight, why should I be afraid!"

"it is good!"

"If you want to fight, fight!"

"His Royal Highness is mighty!"

The applause resounded, and the more than [-] people were extremely satisfied with Zhou Wushuang at the moment, but Zhou Wuque and Zhou Wuyi's faces were very ugly because of the people's aspirations.

Especially Zhou Wuque, he can be sure that if he had played just now, this scene should have fallen on him, subconsciously glanced at the young man holding a lupine beside him, his expression was a bit gloomy.

"Zhou Wushuang, you are finally here!"

A chill flashed across Zhou Wuyi's eyes, a smile formed on the corner of his mouth, and he said inwardly: "When you die, this king will be able to suppress the heroes with his own strength, and then all the honors will belong to this king."

At the same time, Marshal Huang and Tianpeng had already landed. With Wei Zimou and others arriving, the mighty crowd almost covered the area. No one was yelling, and all their eyes were fixed on the ring. Quite nervous and looking forward to it.

"Zhou Wushuang, die for me!"

At this time, the prince with a rough face took the lead in attacking him, he took out a long knife in his hand, and stepped on the ground with his right foot, he rushed out like a wild beast, the knife light bloomed, and pointed at Zhou Wushuang's vital point.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

"Shameless people actually sneak attack!"

This scene immediately raised the hearts of the people outside the arena. After all, Zhou Wushuang was only at the third level of the Golden Core, and being attacked by a guy with the ninth level of the Golden Core was not very good.

"too slow!"

Regarding this, Zhou Wushuang's expression was very calm, and the voice in his mouth was indifferent, and he performed Taxue Wuhen, and he avoided the attack of the man in an instant with a sway of his body.

"No trace on snow!"

"Jingji'an's footwork, how could he do it!"

"What's the situation, a group of women in your Jingci Temple actually came into contact with Zhou Wushuang!"

People from the Three Great Demon Sects and the Eight Great Famous Sects were shocked, and they all turned their heads to look at Yue Mu and other girls in the crowd, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"How could it be, Dacheng-level Taxue Wuhen!"

"It's only been a few days, how could Zhou Wushuang cultivate so quickly?"

"Fake it, monster, Taxue Wuhen, this is a high-level existence of mystery, it will not be able to achieve it in three to five years, he..."

Shocked, I didn't know that the rest of the people, including the girls in Jingci Temple, were also stunned. Zhou Wushuang performed Dacheng-level Treading Snow Wuhen, which can be said to have hit the girls' hearts like a heavy hammer.

"Fifth Prince, be careful!"

"Zhou Wushuang stop!"

At this moment, in a team of the Thirteen Kingdoms, people from the Nanman Kingdom shouted angrily, their faces full of anxiety.

Unfortunately, their shouts were of no use. After Zhou Wushuang avoided the man's blow, his body appeared behind him with a blow. The Dragon Sword was unsheathed, stabbing out without the slightest hesitation, and pierced through the man's body in an instant. spine.

puff!
The blood donation splattered, and the fifth prince of the Nanman Kingdom was severely injured. The blood donation spewed out of his mouth, and the scream resounded from his mouth: "Ah..."

"Admit defeat, we will admit defeat instead of the Fifth Prince!"

Seeing this scene, the people of Nanman Kingdom were terrified, and the leader in charge raised the white flag to surrender without any regard for face.

admit defeat?

hehe!
Squinting his eyes, Zhou Wushuang didn't intend to let this guy go. He squeezed the seal with his left hand, and the Suan Ni Baoshu danced, and he slapped the fifth prince of Nanman Kingdom directly on the head with his palm.

Crackling!

The thunder beat, and the screams of the fifth prince of the Nanman Kingdom stopped abruptly. With the rising of green smoke, his eyes turned dead gray, his body was stiff, and he fell straight to the ground, without any life.

"Zhou Wushuang, you actually killed the Fifth Prince!"

"Are you trying to provoke a war between the Zhou Kingdom and the Nanman Kingdom?"

The head of the Nanman Kingdom was about to leave violently. He never thought that Zhou Wushuang would be so unscrupulous and cruel. He even chose to surrender, but he still ordered the killer. It was simply lawless.

"what……"

At the same time, two screams resounded, and in the Nanman Kingdom team, two very burly men fell to the ground in pain, their bodies rolled continuously, and disappeared into green smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Impressively, these two people are the embodiment of the five princes of the Nanman Kingdom, they are not ordinary people, at least they are at the level of excellence or perfection, but the five princes died, and their souls returned to heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the manifested people all around were a little sentimental. After all, this is the fate of the manifested person. When the host dies, he himself will also die.

"war?"

Casting a disdainful glance at the people of the Nanman Kingdom, Zhou Wushuang pulled the Youlong Sword out of the corpses of the five princes of the Nanman Kingdom, flicked the blood on it, pointed the sword at the people of the Nanman Kingdom, and said: "Then fight, the prince guards the frontier, the monarch Dead Sheji, you Nanman Kingdom wants to fight, why should we be afraid of Zhou Kingdom!"

"As for the trash you said this king killed, it's because he's too good. Let's go together. This king will give you a chance to take revenge. Nanmanzi, how dare you fight me!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

The principals of the major kingdoms were stunned. Is this Nima really the prince?What's the matter with this hob-like character?War is war, do you know what war means?Do you know how many people will die if there is a war?It's simply playing with the great cause of the country!

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

However, people from all over the world have yet to come to their senses, and the voices of more than 30 people have risen again. They have no fear of war. Even though Zhou Wushuang's actions seem reckless, they choose to believe, choose to follow, and choose to support!

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