Summon the Emperor System

Chapter 609 You are close to going berserk!

"Crack!"

Wang Badan held up the big ring knife and slashed down.

"Crack!"

Under Dahuan Dao, a burst of lightning appeared.

It turned into violent thunder and bombed down.

"Boom..."

Amongst the thunder, there was an endless sound of rolling thunder and exploding sky.

"Zhao Ritian, die for me."

Rolling and running under the thunder, combined with his majestic and sturdy body, coupled with furious eyebrows and glaring, coupled with a violent roar, his aura is astonishing, and his power is shocking.

Under such prestige, everyone was heartbroken.

This Wang Badan is considered a well-known powerhouse in Xianyuan City, but he is at the fifth level of Nirvana Realm.

I wonder if Zhao Ritian can resist?

Although he is a fellow cultivator of the five elements and can be called a super evildoer, he is only a junior after all. Compared with those seniors, he has suffered a time loss.

"Bastard, is it up to you?"

Under the astonishing momentum, Zhao Hao still stood proudly with a sneer on his face. In fact, I was secretly shocked in my heart, what a powerful force!

Because the destructive power is too great, in order to prevent the world from collapsing, under the seal of Xue Tianyao's power, in this world, with the strength to smash a planet with one punch, it can only smash a mountain! Originally, he could smash a mountain with one punch, but he could only crack a rock with one punch! If it weren't for the powerful seal in this world, his knife would be enough to split a country into two.

"I'm called Wang Ba Dan, who fears neither the sky nor the earth, he has eight guts."

boom!

Wang Badan exploded with all his strength, rolling towards the sound of thunder, and the sword had already reached Zhao Hao's head.

"Eight guts. Eight guts. Eight guts..."

The shouts turned into layers of prestige followed by frantic suppression.

He wanted to kill Zhao Hao with a single blow, he would be stunned first, and then killed by bombardment!

"Scream you paralyzed."

"You think you're strong?"

And at this moment, Zhao Hao's voice has already rang out: "Don't talk about eight eggs, even if you have eighty eggs in front of me, Zhao Ritian, you must smash them all and lie down." That violent voice, It directly overwhelmed Wang Badan's prestige.

Doomsday storm!

boom--

As Zhao Hao shouted, a howling storm also exploded from him. It was a hurricane storm with infinite terror, with the power of death that crushed everything, howling ghosts and gods, and its destructive power was monstrous.

Suddenly, the entire arena was in a storm.

Everyone in all directions was shocked.

He almost groaned in his heart: Oh my God, Zhao Ritian also knows the wind element skills! He turned out to be a monster among monsters who practiced six elements at the same time.

At this moment, everyone was screaming: Unleash such a terrifying attack, the wind will hit the thunder, and the bastard will die!

"Rubbish."

Standing in the center of the storm, Zhao Hao pointed to the sky and shouted: "Go to hell!"

rumbling~

Under the strangulation of the storm, the sound of rolling thunder quickly weakened, and was quickly drowned out by the whistling sound.

The thunder that exploded violently was shattered by the storm.

Wang Badan, who was slashing down angrily with a big ring knife in both hands, could only see that his knife was torn by the storm and turned into thousands of shattered pieces of light. At this moment, he, who claimed to have eight guts, had a terrified light in his eyes, and his pupils dilated rapidly.

"ah……"

With a miserable cry, Wang Badan was crushed into pieces of meat by the storm. With a wave of Zhao Hao's sleeve, the storm suddenly disappeared, and all the pieces of meat fell into the crowd in front of the ring.

"Hint, you get 500 experience points!"

"Ding!"

"Killing five people in a row, you are close to going berserk!"

Zhao Hao felt ecstatic in his heart, at the fifth level of Nirvana Realm, he could even instantly kill him instantly! Now, he has also tested his own strength. His Nirvana Level 1 cultivation base is really abnormal!

rustle!

Everyone's shoulders and heads were covered with meat foam, sweating and trembling, bones and muscles were numb.

now……

In the attic.

"Well."

Lin Xian'er's eyes glowed like a hungry she-wolf: "This Zhao Ritian is so strong."

"I'm becoming more and more interested in him." Lin Zhengnan also showed appreciation, but he looked at the floor again and showed a playful smile: "He's really a master, he hasn't moved yet."

"You mean Miss Nine!"

Lin Xian'er showed disgust on her face, and she didn't hide it: "This girl only likes handsome and macho men, but I don't like sissies and monsters."

"Ahem..."

Lin Zhengnan was embarrassed: "Outside, can you be more reserved when speaking in the future?"

Lin Xian'er pouted, it didn't matter.

If she knew how to be reserved, she would not have been expelled from Snow God Palace. Who doesn't know that she is a prodigal girl, but so many men are rushing to die for her.

Attic, next level.

The enchanting man who was wearing a robe of hundreds of flowers and was sipping tea leisurely, suddenly pressed his teacup on the coffee table.

"This kid is truly extraordinary and powerful." His voice was also sissy.

Standing next to the enchanting man was a beautiful maid, who smiled lightly and said, "Blind Qi, a rotten drunkard, the city lord, a gambler, an old smoker, and the swordsman and sword king Nine Girls! Among the eight strongest people in Xianyuan City, among the eight heavenly kings, there is no such thing. Zhao Ritian. No matter how powerful he is, he is no match for you, Ninth Young Master." Even so, his beautiful eyes stared at Zhao Hao reluctantly.

"If I made a move, he would have lost."

The man pursed his lips and smiled: "Let him be prestige first, and see how deep this old man really is."

Everyone is trembling...

"They're all fucking weak chickens!"

"Who else?"

"Garbage, everyone here, is it all garbage?"

"Can you have a stronger one, can you have a stronger one?"

After killing Wang Badan, Emperor Zhao Hao released a dazzling golden light from his body, unscrupulous, and began to yell loudly, humiliating and provoking thousands of people in the ring alone, deliberately angering all the people who came to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives.

Only five kills in a row, too few.

There's no need to be low-key, because he has to keep killing. Only when he is crazy to the extreme, constantly pulling hatred from the air, and accumulating hatred, will more people want to step on him, and there will be continuous killing streaks!

This is a high-level world, and there are too many strong ones.

"Zhao Ritian, I didn't expect you to be quite capable, boy, but you are still too young to be so crazy. I, Nangongba, are here to send you back to the west."

Under the anger of the crowd, a person flew to the ring again.

Zhao Hao is so flamboyant, killing him is tantamount to increasing his face.

The one who made the shot was a young man with a handsome appearance and a stalwart body. He took a big step, and he stepped out tens of meters. His footing was neither high nor low, just enough to step on the ring.

The few people in front died before landing. They simply lost their ancestors. Nangong Ba learned his lesson well. No matter what, he had to stand on the ring first to prove that he had been on the stage.

Don't pretend to be aggressive at the beginning, and then pretend to be aggressive every step of the way.

boom--

When he stepped out, he pushed out with a palm, and under the force, a thick wooden pillar rushed towards Zhao Hao.

He is at the ninth level of Nirvana, and he is still very confident in himself.

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