Chapter 1171 Bronze Sword

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"what!"

Zhao Fu stared at the ancient sword sect master, and let out a roar in anger. The elder Wanlong and Zhao Fu had a conversation just now, and the relationship was not bad, but he died because of this, which made Zhao Fu extremely angry.

"boom!"

A sky-shattering aura erupted, setting off a strong storm. At this moment, Zhao Fu had no scruples and used the power of the state-suppressing weapon.

The people around were terrified and their bodies were retreating, because the power was so powerful that they couldn't bear it at all, and the strong storm had even blown some people away like gravel.

The color of the world began to change, the light gradually dimmed, the wind and clouds surged rapidly, and a huge momentum enveloped the audience.

This is not the state-suppressing tool of the empire, so many people are relieved, otherwise, with the power of the empire's state-suppressing tool, it is afraid that a hole will be punched out of the sky, and the people here are dead and alive.

clang clang...

A sound of sword cries ripped apart the sky, Zhao Fu opened his hands, and twelve huge bronze swords appeared in front of Zhao Fu, exuding a dazzling blue light, with an extremely strong killing aura.

"boom!"

Zhao Fu pushed hard with both hands, and the twelve bronze swords flew towards the ancient sword master with terrifying power, and the power seemed to distort the space.

Facing the terrifying twelve bronze swords, the ancient sword sect master sneered contemptuously, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a sword radiating precious light was caught in his hand.

"boom!"

The ancient sword sect master slashed hard, and a huge white crescent pierced the sky, with astonishing power, the twelve flying bronze swords flew out.

"With the power of a country-suppressing weapon like you, it is ridiculous to think of hurting this sect master." As soon as the voice fell, the ancient sword sect master slashed out again.

"boom!"

That sword light turned into a giant white bird, spread its wings, and swooped towards Zhao Fu with a fierce and terrifying aura.

Zhao Fu hurriedly ducked to the other side. The giant white bird landed on the place Zhao Fu had occupied, and made a loud explosion. A sharp sword qi storm spread, and Zhao Fu's body was swept away.

On the ground, a terrifying crater with a depth of 100 meters and a width of 1,000 meters appeared, causing countless people to retreat in fear to avoid being affected.

cough cough...

Zhao Fu coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood in the big pit, and his eyes looked at the ancient sword sect master standing in the void, his face was a bit ugly, how can a strong person of this level be so terrifying, it is still not enough to use the power of the state-suppressing weapon.

Now the people on the platform have retreated to the periphery. Looking at Zhao Fu in the big pit, Bing Qixue shook his head and sighed. There was nothing he could do about it, because it was obvious that the people in his kingdom would not take action.

Judging from the power of the state-suppressing weapon that Zhao Fu broke out, Zhao Fu is probably not an emperor of the empire, because the aura of this state-suppressing weapon is completely integrated with Zhao Fu's aura, and the power fusion can also be called perfect.

This only shows one situation. Zhao Fu is the first king. Only the first king can be so integrated with the equipment of the country. It is impossible for the kings in the future to do so.

That Zhao Fu is not the real emperor, the worries in everyone's heart are gone, killing Zhao Fu is just like stepping on a grasshopper, this is also the reason why the Icefield Kingdom gave up the shot, otherwise they still have a chance to rescue Zhao Fu.

Huo Yan was in a hurry and came to the place where the sect was, trying to convince them to save Zhao Fu, otherwise he would lose such a powerful opponent, although he also knew that he was not Zhao Fu's opponent at all, but such a Tianjiao died here. , he was really unbearable.

But the people from the sect ignored his words and said, "This person will be too harmful in the future, so don't interfere. Whether he lives or dies, it has nothing to do with them. Even if he retaliates in the future, he won't be able to retaliate against them."

If Zongmen did not take action, Huoyan had no choice but to watch how Zhao Fu was killed.

The king of the Yinyou Dynasty is a cold middle-aged man. His eyes are fixed on Zhao Fu, and he is thinking about some things. One is the blood of the dead emperor on Zhao Fu's body, and the other is Zhao Fu's six golems. The power of the six reincarnations.

The third prince of the Bear Mountain Kingdom had already returned to his father and said something, but the King of the Bear Mountain Kingdom said nothing.

Yin Ruoshi has also returned to the location of her sect, and her eyes are full of regret. I am afraid that such a person will be famous in the future. She also sighs, but now facing the attack of the ancient sword sect master, he will die. Undoubtedly, no one could save him.

She is also talking to the sect master and expressing some of her thoughts, but the sect master of Tianyin Sect has not expressed anything.

Bai Haoran stayed beside his master in silence. Although he didn't know why his master didn't take action, his master must have his thoughts.

At the same time, he expressed regret for Zhao Fu's inevitable death. What he thought in his heart was that maybe his brother could defeat Zhao Fu, but there would be no chance in the future.

"Chong!"

A huge sword sounded, and the ancient sword sect master launched an attack, raised the sword in his hand and slashed, and a huge white sword arc slashed out, a thousand meters high, and slashed towards Zhao Fu, with an amazing momentum.

Facing such a powerful attack, Zhao Fu could not resist at all, and could only dodge.

"boom!"

That terrifying white sword arc easily created a 10,000-meter-long sword mark on the platform. Zhao Fu avoided the key attack, but was still knocked out by the sword energy storm.

On the rock wall of the big pit, the rock wall was cracked, and then Zhao Fu fell to the bottom of the big pit.

Sect Master Gu Jian also came to the top of the big pit, standing above the sky, looking at Zhao Fu lying at the bottom of the big pit, with a trace of contempt, "You may have unlimited potential in the future, but you will die here today, and you can only blame it. Blame you for hurting the disciples of this sect."

When he raised the sword in his hand, Sect Master Gu Jian was about to give Zhao Fu the last blow.

"what!"

A roar shook the square, and under the huge threat of death, Zhao Fu no longer had any reservations, no matter the power of the national weapon, the power of the six golems, and the blood of the emperor all burst out.

In the distant Daqin Empire, innumerable fortunes were rapidly gathering towards the Daqin King City, and massive amounts of fortunes were rapidly injected into the weapons of the state.

"boom!"

A huge black arrogance rushed into the sky in the big pit, causing the sky and the earth to change color, the sun and the moon were dull, and a thrilling force spread out, making the faces of countless people present change.

The power that erupted from this state-suppressing weapon already has the power of a world, and this power is enough to match the powerhouse of their cultivation.

clang clang...

In the big pit, a sound of swords cracked through gold, resounded in all directions, a powerful blue light burst from the black flame, and twelve huge bronze swords, with terrifying power, killed the ancient sword sect master.

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