In the starry sky, the swordsman finally fights, inheriting the sword of Heavenly Palace Sword Venerable to protect all living beings, transcending the boundaries of the king's realm and breaking into the imperial way.
The swordsman proves the sword, and the thirteen poems on the sword appear in the world. One sword cuts the sky, and the gods and demons Demon Buddha are terrified.
The emperors of the two realms were shocked, but in the middle of the battle, a blazing meteor crashed into the scale emperor, and an earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the world.
"Ugh!"
The aftermath roared, and an extremely painful groan sounded. Listening to the Heavenly Palace penetrated Scaly Emperor's chest, and the broken scales could no longer stop the sharp edge of the artifact.
With extremely fast speed, Sword Intent was beyond the limit of endurance. With the last sword strike, Listening to the Heavenly Palace quickly turned into gray and disappeared.
Ten steps away, Scaly Emperor stumbled to steady his body, looking at the sword that had disappeared from his chest, the fear in his eyes still not dissipated.
Suddenly, a waterfall of blood burst out from Scaly Emperor's chest, dyeing the sky red.
"Ugh!"
The groaning started again, Scaly Emperor covered his chest, staggered, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
One sword shocked the world, and the emperor was severely injured and almost fell.
The broken scales fell silently from Scaly Emperor's chest, and with a fatal sword, the emperor's greatest reliance was destroyed.
At this moment, in the distance, a black stream of light passed by, and a Ghost Qi winding divine sword came through the air, slashing towards the severely injured and dying Emperor of the Scale Clan.
In the moment of crisis, Scaly Emperor forcibly raised his true energy and turned his palm to block Ghost Sword.
With a clang, the sword palms collided, and the aftermath roared. Ning Chen's figure retreated ten feet away, avoiding the frontal impact of the aftermath.
The seriously injured body regained its true energy, and blood overflowed from Scaly Emperor's mouth, dyeing the golden scales in front of him red.
Ahead, Ning Chen's cold eyes flashed with regret, what a pity.
The sword strike just now was the best chance to get rid of Scaly Emperor. If he were at his peak, he might be able to succeed, but now, he is already more than capable.
"Young man, your sword is so weak, how are you going to kill me!" Scaly Emperor said in a deep voice, suppressing his injuries.
Ning Chen waved his hand and sheathed his sword, and said calmly, "So what if I wait a few more days, Scaly Emperor, you won't be alive for long."
The battle ended on this side. On the battlefield not far away, Young Master Xiaobai and Yu Luowu fought hard and the battle broke up.
On the other side, Blue-robed Diviner and Golden Lion Clan Holy Lord no longer wanted to fight, and their figures rushed out, each returning to their own camp.
In the third battle, Lord of the Divine Realm and Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor, who had never had a head-to-head confrontation, looked at the end of the battle in the distance, with a dark look in their eyes.
As a result, both sides suffered losses, Heavenly Palace Sword Venerable entered the Tao, and Scaly Emperor was severely injured. A tragic battle that no one expected, once again changed the fate of the human race.
"How about, stop?"
Lord of the Divine Realm withdrew his gaze, looked at the Demon Emperor in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Now, three versus three, in the realm of our race, what chance does the Demon Emperor have of winning?"
Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor's expression darkened, he glanced at Scaly Emperor in the distance who had almost lost his combat power, and said coldly, "Retreat!"
"Is the Demon King just leaving like this?"
Just when Four Demonic Emperors was about to retreat, a cold voice sounded from behind Three Human Emperors and said calmly.
Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor stood still, looked at the source of the sound, and said with no trace of murderous intent, "Thirteenth son, don't think that you have a human emperor to protect you, because I can't kill you!"
"Zhi Ming's life is nothing. If the Demon Emperor wants it, he can take it at any time. However, what the Demon Emperor wants more is probably the four star regions of Luo Jia, Zhutian, Lingxu and Yaoguang." Ning Chen said with a calm expression.
"Huh?"
Hearing this, the four Demon Realm Emperors all stopped and light flashed in their eyes.
"Since the two realms have been fighting, you should have seen the strength of the human race. Primeval Demonic Realm It is not easy to defeat the human race. Similarly, our race does not want to have too many casualties. Instead of losing both sides in the end, it is better to use the four star regions that you want to occupy as the basis. Bet, Primeval Demonic Realm makes a bet with our people. If the Demonic Realm wins, the four star regions will be surrendered. If the Demonic Realm loses, the entire army will be returned to Hongluan Star Domain. There will be no more war within ten years." Ning Chen said solemnly.
"You are betting on ten years of peace for the human race with the four star regions. Boy, you are so confident."
Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor said coldly, "Tell me, how do you want to bet?"
"King Realm Debate, three games will determine the outcome. Primeval Demonic Realm and the human race will each have three king-level masters. They will compete with spears, swords, and halberds. The one who wins two games first will be the final winner." Ning Chen suggested.
The four Demon Realm Emperors had heard about it and looked at each other with moved but somewhat wary eyes.
The Thirteen Sons in front of me have single-handedly caused chaos in the Demon Realm, and they are so scheming that people have to be on their guard.
Not far away, Lord of the Divine Realm was silent and did not stop Ning Chen from making his own opinions.
"What does this kid want to do? Old friend, won't you stop him?"
On the side, Blue-robed Diviner frowned and asked via voice transmission that it was too childish to place the safety of the human race on a bet with a low chance of winning.
"I believe him."
Lord of the Divine Realm didn't have much explanation, he responded calmly and said.
He knows very well that Marquis of Knowing Fate is an absolutely rational person and will not blindly make decisions that are not beneficial to the human race.
Compared with the Hundred Races, the strength of the Human Race is ultimately inferior. It can be said that the four major star regions will fall sooner or later. If a King Realm Debate can be used to buy the Human Race ten years of rest and recuperation, it is worth it.
Similarly, the emperors of the Primeval Demonic Realm should not refuse this proposal. After all, ten years is nothing compared to the gains and losses of the four major star regions.
Ahead, Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor waved his hand to seal off the surrounding space, and discussed the suggestions put forward by the royal families with the emperors of the three royal families.
After a long time, the closed space opened, and Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor walked out, looking at the human emperors in front of him, and said solemnly, "I, Primeval Demonic Realm, can accept your suggestions, but I have to make slight modifications."
"Demon Emperor, please speak." Ning Chen said calmly.
"In the two realms King Realm Debate, the three rounds have been changed to five rounds. The five martial arts of knives, spears, swords, halberds and palms will be used to decide the outcome. The one who wins three rounds first will be the winner." Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor said sternly.
Ning Chen After hearing this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, since the Demon Emperor has changed the number of rounds of the martial arts debate, then the time and place will be determined by my human race. Does the Demon Emperor have any objections?"
"Okay, but I hope the human race won't keep our realm waiting for too long." Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor said lightly.
"Of course, after all, we also want to stop this war as soon as possible." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Then I will be waiting for news from you at the Primeval Demonic Realm."
After saying that, Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor said no more, and Demonic Qi surged around him and gradually disappeared.
On the side, the figures of the three demon kings also disappeared and left from Purple Star Starfield.
Four Demonic Emperors left. In the starry sky, the human emperors also restrained their auras. They looked at the fragments of ten thousand swords that still remained in the world and sighed in their hearts.
What a pity!
In front of the Wanjian fragments, Ning Chen silently bowed to bid farewell to Heavenly Palace Sword Venerable.
Sword Thirteen, he saw it and saw it clearly.
"Let's go."
Not far away, Lord of the Divine Realm said, "I'm back."
Ning Chen nodded, turned around and left with the former.
Purple Star Divine Realm, in the center of the floating island, on the majestic peak, the void rolled, Lord of the Divine Realm, Zhiming walked out one after another.
On the peak, Peacock, who had been waiting patiently, saw the two returning. He first saluted and then asked in a solemn voice, "Master, how is the situation?"
"Four Demonic Emperors has left for the time being, but Heavenly Palace Sword Venerable Zhengjian Dao Transformation cannot be saved." Lord of the Divine Realm sighed.
When the peacock heard this, his body trembled slightly and fell silent.
When will the sacrifice of human beings stop, and when will this catastrophe end?
Peacock asked himself, but he still couldn't find the answer.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate, I am somewhat sure of the suggestion you just made."
Lord of the Divine Realm looked at the young man in black not far away and asked.
"Fifty percent." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Only 50%?"
Lord of the Divine Realm heard this, his eyes flashed with concentration, and he said, "It's not low. Primeval Demonic Realm's situation, you know best. If you need anything, my divine realm will fully cooperate."
"Thank you, Landlord."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "Before I decide on the candidate for martial arts, I need to go back to the underworld first. Miss Peacock should go with me."
While speaking, Ning Chen looked at the woman aside and said seriously.
Hearing the words, Peacock raised his head and was startled for a moment. After a moment, he came back to his senses, nodded slightly, and agreed.
"Master, my disciple has gone."
The peacock bowed respectfully and said goodbye.
"Be careful along the way."
Lord of the Divine Realm instructed.
"Yeah."
Peacock responded lightly, turned the wheelchair, and walked down the mountain.
"Sister Qing Ling, we are going back."
From the adjacent floating island, the voice of Ning Chen came, reminding.
In front of the wooden house, Qing Ling, who was busy, heard the message, silently put down what he was doing, and walked away.
At the bottom of the mountain, Qing Ling came up, stepped behind the peacock, pushed the wheelchair, and said, "Let's go."
The three of them set off, leaving the divine realm and heading towards the underworld.
"What's the proposal Master mentioned?"
On the way, Peacock asked.
Behind him, Qing Ling also moved his gaze, with a bit of doubt in his eyes.
"Using the four star regions of Luo Jia, Zhutian, Lingxu and Yaoguang as bets, we bet on the future of the human race..."
Ning Chen's expression condensed, and he told the two women around him in detail about their bet with Four Demonic Emperors.
"Crazy!"
After hearing this, Peacock's face changed. It was really hard for her to believe that Master would agree to such a bet.
"Otherwise, do you think the human race has any other options?"
Ning Chen said coldly, "This time, if Heavenly Palace Sword Venerable had not severely damaged the emperor of the scale clan with his life, how could the three emperors of the human race have stopped Four Demonic Emperors? Ten years is the limit that Primeval Demonic Realm can accept, but the human race needs any time to recuperate, even if it is only ten years."
At the beginning, the seniors guarded the two realms with blood and fought for ten years for the human race. Now, Heavenly Palace Sword Venerable has bought another ten years of opportunity for the human race to recuperate and recuperate at the cost of their lives. No matter what, they must seize it.
"Knife, spear, sword, halberd, palm."
On the side, Qing Ling whispered softly and said, "Primeval Demonic Realm, the sword has Imperial Guards Commander Xuan Mo, the gun has the God of War Asura, and the sword has the Foremost Sword Under Heaven Xuanqi, with the Foremost Palm Under Heaven Xuanlie in his hand, it is not easy to win a victory from these four people, let alone, to win three games, Ning Chen may really have to fight for his life this time."