Chapter 683: The nation-guarding sword (5)
Translator: 549690339
“He’s just a coward who crippled his own martial arts. Back then, this King did not rise up and merely worked with him. Does this King need his support?
What a joke.”
He suddenly changed his target and abandoned Ji Li and Zhi Gu. It seemed that Zhu Jiu’s words had made him unhappy.
This was a hunting trap. North vanquishing Prince not only wanted to advance to the second rank, but he also wanted to kill the Barbarian Masters and become famous.
The 380,000 people of the Chu Prefecture city were his stepping stones on his martial path. They were the sacrifices he had to make to reach the top. Their deaths were worth it.
“Good!”
Zhu Jiu suddenly turned his head and black light shot out from his vertical eye, shrouding North vanquishing Prince.
The latter’s body suddenly stiffened, his thoughts became slow, and the joints of his hands and feet became rough.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the woman in the white dress ‘nine fox tails expanded in the wind like tentacles, wrapped around the country-guarding sword, and pulled it with all her might.
Ji Li Zhi Gu rushed out, raising his fist in the process, twisting his waist and swinging his arm, and threw a punch.
At that moment, his fist was so fast that it rubbed against the air and a layer of flames appeared on the surface.
North-guarding King’s Head was punched, and his body was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing through the house and into the ruins.
At this time, the sound wave of the punch and the ” bang ” that hit the head of the North-guarding King ” belatedly ” sounded.
The nation-guarding sword flew and nailed into a collapsed ruin in the distance.
“Hu hu …”
Gili Zagu panted heavily, taking the opportunity to repair the wounds on his body that were burning with light golden flames.
Zhu Jiu and the lady in the white dress finally got some precious time to catch their breath.
The current situation was extremely disadvantageous. If they continued to fight for the blood pill, someone would definitely die. But if they retreated now, North-guarding King would definitely come to them with the nation-guarding sword after swallowing the blood pill and take away the blood essence of either Ji Li Zha Gu or Zhu Jiu.
He wouldn’t let go of this opportunity to advance to the second stage.
He was in a dilemma.
The North vanquishing Prince stood up from the ruins, patted the dust off his body, and sneered, “”The nation-suppressing sword has a spirit and is not an inanimate object. Only members of the great Feng imperial family can use it. You’re only delaying your death by fighting like trapped beasts.”
After saying that, he stretched out his right hand, as if he wanted to show it to everyone, and shouted, “Sword, come!”
Ji Li Zhigu, Zhu Jiu and the woman in the white dress felt their scalps tingle. Even though they were strong, they couldn’t help but feel helpless.
At this moment, a hand with five slender fingers grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out.
The North-guarding King looked at his empty right hand, turned his head in shock, and looked into the distance.
The North Vanquisher King’s cold face showed rare anger, shock, and confusion … This was the first time he had seen someone other than the royal family pull out the National Sword.
The Green Giant, who had been severely injured, tensed up as if he was facing a great enemy. Then, he found that the country-guarding sword was not back in the hands of the North-guarding King. He turned his neck in confusion and looked over with a blank look.
The wizard and the giant python both stopped. The wizard retreated several miles, but his eyes were fixed on one direction, where the country-guarding sword was.
The latter raised its head and adjusted its body. It could not help but squint its golden vertical eye, as if it could not see clearly with one eye.
In the center of the Lotus, the black human figure stared at the nation-guarding sword and the person holding it with malice.
Only the woman in the white dress had a complicated expression on her face.
She looked at the figure in a daze, her expression mixed with joy and sadness.
The person holding the National Sword was an ordinary-looking man in green. He pulled out the National Sword as if he had done something insignificant.
His eyes were fixed on the North-guarding King, and the corners of his mouth slowly cracked into a smile that seemed to be ferocious, angry, and sad.
“Very good. I can use this sword too.”
[ PS: this chapter is so tiring. I’m so awesome. ] He didn’t deliberately delay the update. First of all, he had more words, 6000 words, not 4000. Secondly, the content was too difficult to write, and it was written slowly..