313: C313 Dios Eolong

C313 Dios Eolong

Questioning Sword True Monarch, one sword into the golden core.

China and the hundred countries overseas were all shocked.

The sword intent reached the sky, and all the swords roared. What kind of scene was this?

In the hundred countries across the sea, the eyes of Auding, the leader of the Shrines, narrowed slightly.

"Borrowing the Hundred Kingdoms to show off, this friend of China is really bold!"

He slowly stood up within the group of the Shrines, and a calm smile appeared on his face.

In the next instant, he spat out two words, "Kneel!"

Boom!

It was as if the Laws of Heaven and Earth were moving. A vast pressure crushed Ou Shuang's sword intent.

Ou Shuang's body shook. Then, his face turned pale and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had just entered the Martial Arts Golden Core realm, so how could he fight against an existence like the masters of the Shrines?

"Ou Ding!"

On the Hua Xia side, someone spoke. An old man stepped out.

With a single step, the sky and earth shook. It was as if an illusion had turned into a footprint and moved towards the Shrines' side.

"How can the power of sparrows be shocked by the gods?"

Eudine opened his mouth, but he did not move. That enormous footprint suddenly shook, and then it vanished into thin air.

In the Temple of Gods, the God of Wisdom and the rest of the gods with godhood slowly stood up.

On the side of China, there was an old man with a gloomy expression.

In the stadium, Ou Shuang's body was sinking.

The suppressing force had yet to calm down, but it still crushed him.

"Ou Ding, are you bullying China!?"

Suddenly, a furious voice sounded. A person from China stepped forward and appeared in front of Ou Shuang.

His body shook, and when layers of golden ripples appeared, Ou Shuang felt as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden. His blood surged, and his face turned pale as he retreated.

However, before Wang Annjia could make a move, In the direction of the Hundred Kingdoms, a huge figure had jumped up.

The Monarch of the Monarch Crown, Disi Yuvloong.

He leaped out and threw a punch at Wang Annjia.

The power of this punch was instantly destroyed like a violent wind.

Wang Annjia's eyes were focused. The Martial Arts Golden Core in his body was rolling. Then, as if there was a roar of a tiger and a dragon, he threw a punch forward and collided with Disi Yuvloong's giant fist.

Disi Yuvloong's fist was extremely big. With a loud laugh, it was almost as big as Wang Annjia's head.

When the two fists collided, the ground around them sank. The place where the two of them collided seemed to have stirred up a storm. Strong winds howled and swept across the entire stadium.

When the wind dissipated, Wang Annjia took seven steps back. Blood was boiling on his face, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.

Disi Yuvloong's clothes were torn apart, revealing his body that looked like a devil god.

Every muscle could be seen clearly in the world. Countless muscles were bulging, as if he was a demon dragon from the west, exuding an unparalleled power.

Disi Yuvloong let out a faint laugh. "Your name is Wang Annjia, right? Your strength isn't that great either!"

These words caused Wang Annjia to fly into a rage. He circulated the Martial Arts Golden Core energy in his body and was about to attack again.

Right at this moment, Qian Loongquan arrived silently beside Wang Annjia. He looked at Wang Annjia. "You might not be his match!"

Wang Annjia's expression changed. He looked at Qian Loongquan.

"Next is the final battle. This battle will determine the outcome of the battle between the hundred countries and Hua Xia. If you lose, Hua Xia will have to win the next two battles. Don't let your emotions affect you!" Qian Loongquan spoke. His words caused Wang Annjia's expression to change once again. In the end, he forcefully suppressed his anger and killing intent.

"Is Ou Shuang alright?!"

Qian Loongquan looked at Ou Shuang again. Ou Shuang had just broken through and was suppressed by the masters of the Shrines. If her mind was not stable, she might not be able to stay here for the rest of her life.

Ou Ding's action was not to restore the situation for the Hundred Kingdoms. Instead, it was to make the Hundred Kingdoms lose face. However, it could destroy a Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warrior of Huaxia.

Ou Shuang sneered, "It's fine. What a good word."

He stared at Ou Ding. There was no need for him to do anything. Just a few words were enough to activate the power of heaven and earth.

This was the first god of the Temple of Gods, the one known as the Creation True God, Ou Ding.

At this moment, Lin Minghee also walked out slowly.

"Sixth battle, Huaxia wins!"

"Next is the seventh battle!"

... "Disi Yuvloong, are you a participant from the Hundred Nations?"

He stared at the emperor in the crown and slowly asked.

Disi Yuvloong laughed loudly. "What? Am I not qualified?"

"I have heard that China is proud of its five thousand years of inheritance. I want to see what kind of ability China has."

"However, these two old fellows might not be my match!"

There was arrogance and arrogance in his eyes.

"I've always asked about a Ancestor Chen in China. It was a Ancestor Chen that had once fought against hundreds of countries and beheaded my Monarch's Crown!"

"Now, this is the last battle. Why don't I see your country's Ancestor Chen!?"

Disi Yuvloong said. His eyes were like torches as they landed on China.

"Or is it that the so-called medicinal Ancestor Chens of Huaxia are long dead. The so-called medicinal Ancestor Chens are merely putting on an act?"

These words caused Wang Annjia, Qian Loongquan, and even Lin Minghee to involuntarily fly into a rage.

"Impudent!"

"Disi Yuvloong, you dare to do this?!"

"The Ancestor Chen is also someone you can humiliate!?"1

On the Hua Xia side, the Immortal Martial Sect, the Heavenly Talisman Sect, the Kunlun Ruins...

One figure after another stood up, their eyes filled with shock.

It was as if the word 'Ancestor Chen' was a high and mighty god in their eyes.

Even within the rolling dark clouds in the sky, a golden lightning flashed past. The sound of thunder was deafening.

Such power caused the expressions of the experts of the hundred kingdoms to change. Disi Yuvloong couldn't help but frown.

He did not expect that a mere person would have such power in China!?

"Disi Yuvloong, Ancestor Chen, how can you be so rude!"

Qian Loongquan's expression turned cold. His palm shook, and a sword appeared in his palm.

When the sword was in his hand, Qian Loongquan took a step forward. In an instant, layers of sword shadows appeared. The sword Qi was dazzling.

In the free zone, Qian Loongquan took a step forward and slashed at Disi Yuvloong.

Disi Yuvloong grinned and revealed an arrogant smile, "Like I said, you are no match for me!"

"Let the Ancestor Chen behind you come!"

As he spoke, Disi Yuvloong punched out. He was using his mortal body to fight against the Spring Autumn Sword and Loongquan's sword.

A huge fist collided with the sword.

Ding!

There was a buzzing sound as if it had hit metal, but there was only a white dot on Disi Yuvloong's fist.

This scene caused Qian Loongquan's pupils to constrict. Disi Yuvloong's body density was too terrifying. He was afraid. When every piece of flesh is taut, it will not lose out to the Hundred Refined Steel.

As expected of the strongest human on Earth. Just as Qian Loongquan was about to say something, Disi Yuvloong slapped out with his other hand.

This strike was extremely terrifying, and it even produced an explosive sound.

Qian Loongquan's expression changed again. The Martial Arts Golden Core in his body was rotating, and it sounded like the cry of a great roc.

With a flash, he retracted his sword and dodged the palm strike.

Disi Yuvloong was laughing out loud. He jumped up, and his figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.

In the next moment, Qian Loongquan raised his head and saw a figure that looked like a towering mountain had appeared on his body.

His leg was like a giant ax as it suddenly fell.

Before it landed, a crack had appeared on the mountain on the ground.

It was as if the strength of this kick was enough to slash a mountain and cut a mountain.

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