Chapter 313: Force the quasi-emperor back! The back-up plan of the Wuji Holy Lord!

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The powerful quasi-emperor is already the strongest in the world in today's era.

Su Chen couldn't resist it no matter what.

However, when he communicated with the woman in white, the other party just sneered.

"You think too highly of yourself."

"Their real target is the treasure on Doushen Mountain. As for you and the elixir of immortality, it's just a matter of convenience to them."

"This visit is probably just a test."

The woman in white said calmly.

Su Chen touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.

No matter how talented he is, no matter how unparalleled he is, before he becomes a great saint, he is nothing more than an ant in the eyes of the Quasi-Emperor, and is of no importance at all.

But according to the woman in white, the Dou Shen Mountain, in addition to suppressing the wormhole, also hid treasures that he didn't know about.

"It's something that can arouse the covetousness of many forces and quasi-emperor experts. If it's not the emperor's treasure, it's not much different."

Su Chen's heart moved.

"Even so, I still have to trouble senior to take action."

Su Chen said sincerely.

If the quasi-emperor really wants to kill him, he is no match and will be wiped out in an instant.

Moreover, the three quasi-emperors arrived at the same time, and Holy Master Wuji was absolutely unable to cope with them alone.

"No need, someone has already come to save you!"

After the woman in white finished speaking, she cut off contact.

When Su Chen was wondering, he heard a sword roar from outside the sky, sweeping across the four extremes.

At the same time, two more powerful quasi-emperors appeared.

"One is the Holy Lord, the other is..."

Su Chen released huge mental power and sensed some situations.

The aura of another quasi-emperor was very unfamiliar to him, but he always felt like he had seen it before, which was really strange.

But at this moment, the terrifying power of the quasi-emperor disappeared out of thin air.

Many people haven't reacted yet, and haven't even sensed the appearance of the other two quasi-emperors. Everything seems to be over.

"Um?"

"How is this going?"

The Holy King of Tiandu and other powerful people from all sides all looked at the sky with frowning brows, somewhat confused.

But Su Chen's sword, without the suppression of the quasi-emperor's power, completely broke free from the restraints and slashed down with a bang.

Dahuang Sword Dao, the sword cuts through the sky!

A sword shakes the universe, as if it comes from the hand of a god, destroying the eight wastelands and destroying all things.

Puff puff……

When the power of the Holy Sword exploded, it was simply not something that these young strong men could withstand. Their defense methods collapsed like paper, and their bodies and even souls fell apart under this sword.

"no no……"

Mu Qing yelled in horror.

The holy sword was hanging from the ceiling, making him terrified and trembling all over. He could only cry for help but had no power to resist.

The Holy King of Tiandu is also in a hurry.

Mu Qing is his most valued disciple. He will inherit his legacy in the future, and he must not die like this.

The same goes for other saints.

But if nothing else, the Great Sage Fuhai was in charge, and no matter how crazy they attacked, it was of no avail.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as his disciples perished one after another, with no bones left.

Poof!

After Mu Qing's death, there was only one armored tyrannosaurus left on the battlefield.

His defensive power is truly astonishing. Although he was cut into eight pieces by the Sword of the Holy Path, all parts are still intact and are still squirming, as if they want to be integrated.

The vitality is so strong that it is simply astonishing.

However, he sacrificed his body to the corpse. Although his vitality was extremely strong, he could no longer practice Ksitigarbha's spiritual practice.

Even if he practiced, it would be of no use in front of Su Chen.

Whoops!

The Sky-Swallowing Furnace once again condensed, wildly devouring the dragon power in his body, and soon after, it was completely destroyed.

At this point, all the young and powerful people from all sides, including Mu Qing, the Blood-Drinking Sword Demon, and the Iron-Armored Tyrannosaurus, were wiped out.

"hiss……"

"Is this guy Su Chen still a human? He is simply a monster!"

The only one still alive is Hong Chou from the demon clan.

He survived because he was defeated by Long Aotian and had no chance to challenge Su Chen. At this moment, he was extremely lucky.

The young and powerful men from all sides took action at the same time, enough to kill him a thousand times.

However, they were all killed by Su Chen three times, five times and two times. The scene was filled with corpses and bones, which was horrifying.

Su Chen, who was dressed in white, was basically unharmed except for a wound on his chest.

"The body of a true dragon, the way of swordsmanship, and those unknown methods that defy the heavens are simply unbelievable..."

Lei Yin's heart was already filled with turmoil.

Even if he is invincible in a one-on-one fight, to be so strong against a large number of people is really extraordinary.

This is the benefit of a semi-saint with spiritual power. Whether it is the Heaven-Swallowing Secret Technique or the Heaven-Sealing Rui, it requires strong spiritual power to enhance its power.

Otherwise, Su Chen might not be able to cope with the entanglement of the armored tyrannosaurus and the joint siege of many young strong men.

"Su Chen!"

Suddenly a violent roar sounded.

"If you dare to kill my beloved disciple, I swear that I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives, extract your soul and refine your soul, and suppress Jiuyou forever!"

The Holy King of Tiandu almost went crazy and roared at Su Chen.

Other saints also lost their disciples, and they all had murderous intentions towards Su Chen, but none of them lost their composure like him.

People have to wonder if Mu Qing is his illegitimate son.

However, none of this matters anymore.

Judging from the appearance of the Holy King of Tiandu, it is inevitable that he will fight to the death with Su Chen in this life.

"There are many people who want to kill me, who are you?"

However, facing the threat of a holy king, Su Chen just sneered.

What about the Holy King?

The Holy King is also a human being. If you can't kill him today, then he can step on the Holy King's head.

Su Chen still had this bit of confidence.

What's there to fear?

The Holy King of Tiandu was so angry that he vomited blood.

But after a cold and deadly murderous intention enveloped him, he immediately started to tremble all over.

For some reason, the Great Sage Fuhai was staring at him with murderous intent, and waves of violent holy power were reviving.

At this moment, all the saints realized that the Great Sage Fuhai had no real intentions with them at all.

And once they have the intention to kill, it is enough to make them irreversible.

The mighty Great Sage who is the most powerful in the Holy Path cannot compete with his numbers.

Fortunately, Sage Feiyu quickly dissuaded the Great Sage Fuhai.

Not that she was very kind.

But Sage Feiyu knew very well that if Mu Qing and Su Chen fought against each other at the same generation, they would die, and no one would be able to fault them.

But if the Holy King of Heavenly Capital dies here, Shenyin Holy Land will definitely take revenge wildly.

Considering the current situation of Wuji Holy Land, it is better not to leave any excuse for the opponent.

"Everyone get lost."

The Great Sage Fuhai waved his hand impatiently, and said in a cold tone: "You'd better pray that you don't encounter me again next time, otherwise you won't have the luck you have today!"

Hearing this, all the saints fled away as if they had received a general pardon.

Even the Holy King of Tiandu and the Holy King of Demon Dao could only suppress their anger and leave in humiliation.

My own quasi-emperor has retreated, but if I still stay here, isn't that asking for death?