1177: C1177 pinnacle decisive battle

C1177 pinnacle decisive battle

When these words were spoken, many people became curious. Who was this person? His master? Or the sect master of the Spirit Profound Martial House?0

However, far away in the Dongxuan and in the crowd of people in the inner palace plaza, a beautiful figure trembled slightly. Her slender jade hands tightly gripped her dress, and her beautiful eyes gazed at Long Bufan who was inside the holographic projection, as her tears slowly flowed down her cheeks and her choked voice slowly sounded out in the crowd: "I don't need your promise, I don't need you to be the champion, I only want you to come back safely ?"

Bai Weng frowned, his bright eyes swept across Long Bufan and the other two, and he said in a serious tone: "Long Bufan, Dragon Fang, the two of you are the rarest of geniuses in the entire continent of the firmament, but, if you leave now, you might leave a regretful feeling in your hearts, since you insist on it, then forget it, this teleportation gate will allow you two five minutes, remember, once time passes, it will automatically disappear, and at that time, your fates will be peaceful."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze swept across the four figures of Murong Yin, Hei Yan, Jiang Yu, and Wu Moying who were still standing in the sky. With a raise of his sleeve, an obscure and powerful energy immediately rippled outwards, violently throwing all four of them into the portal.

Immediately after, Bai Weng's hands quickly formed Seal and shot into the portal, obviously setting the time.

After doing all of this, Bai Weng didn't waste any more time on superfluous words. His clone that was formed from his mind energy immediately turned into an obscure energy thread, passing through the protective light barrier above the city, and swiftly rushing towards Hong Tianyun's hiding spot.

As for the dozens of deacon of the temple pavilion in the city, although all of them had the strength of Star rank, they did not have the ability as Bai Weng did. They were able to safely escape from the huge number of demon corpse tide s.

The Temple Hall had teleportation arrays at various places in the Hundred Sects Battlefield, making it beneficial for the Deacon s business. Therefore, with these teleportation jade slips, they could avoid the demon corpse tide and teleport to somewhere far away from this area. They could then follow their Senior Bai Weng and apprehend Hong Tianyun and prevent him from opening the spatial passageway to this plane of existence.

"I wonder what big event happened in Hundred Sects Battlefield. How could a mere demon corpse tide let Master Bai Weng leave?"

"The Temple Hall's deacons have already run away, but these two fellows still haven't left. Do they not want to live?"

Yeah, there are only five minutes left. Without the protection of the deacon of the temple pavilion, they won't be able to withstand so many demon corpse tide s. Furthermore, the two of them are on par with each other, so what kind of victory or defeat can they achieve?!

The various powers in the outside world were discussing in confusion. The deaths of the two geniuses was a huge loss to the entire continent of the firmament.

At this moment, under countless anxious gazes from the outside world, two figures faced each other in midair.

One was the legendary Dragonblood Warrior, the other was a Dragonblood Warrior Weapon that trained in a Demonic art!

The last battle in the Hundred Sects War was filled with suspense and time filled with urgency.

Under this tense and stimulating atmosphere, everyone was completely breathless. In their hearts, they were also incomparably eager to see just which one of them could become the true Hundred Sect Champions.

In the outside world, regardless of whether they were big or small, all the gambling houses started again at this moment. Although Long Bufan and Dragon Fang's odds were 1: 1, they still received a large amount of bets, raising this decisive battle to its highest peak.

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