C1314 Ruthless(part I)
Article 1314. Ruined Flowers (Above)
"Uh. . . "
Xia Chun lowered his head and looked at his chest. The armor that he had spent a lot of money to create was covered with a fake Spirit Patterns. It was able to withstand Heavenly Passage Realm expert's full strength attack.
However, the seemingly indestructible armor couldn't even withstand a single blow from Xia Zhu.
"Putong!"
"Putong!!"
Xia Chun spat out the blood from his mouth. His heart was beating crazily, and the elemental energy was gushing out crazily, trying to shake off Xia Zhu's hand.
Xia Zhu sneered. His forehead was filled with the evil qi. He looked at Xia Chun with disdain, shook his head and said, "With your level, you still have the nerve to accept the challenge?"
"What a disgrace!"
Xia Zhu showed no mercy. His pale hand crushed Xia Chun's heart.
"Argh. . . "
"I can't die!"
Xia Chun roared crazily. His eyes were filled with madness, but most of them were filled with unwillingness.
This Xia Chun had a great ambition. Even though he wasn't considered a direct descendant of the Chinese, he still cultivated diligently. He wanted to one day soar into the sky and become one of the most dazzling experts in the Thirty-six Dynasty of Wasteland.
In order to achieve this ambition, Xia Chun would use any means necessary. He even became an insider of the other Royal Familys in the Chinese, in order to obtain sufficient resources for his own cultivation.
Otherwise, with the resources provided by the Chineses that had already fallen to the west mountain, he, Xia Chun, would never be able to become an All Creation Realm The Most Powerful in this lifetime!
He was only a little bit away from completing the mission in Demon Dragon Wasteland, and he would accumulate enough resources to smelt the abode.
Unfortunately, he had miscalculated one step. This Xia Zhu in front of him was too mysterious and powerful!
It was just a single move! Xia Chun had lost, and he had lost so thoroughly!
"Bang!"
In the end, Xia Chun fell into darkness and landed on the Demon Dragon Wasteland, which was gradually recovering.
Xia Chun, dead!
Everyone was shocked, especially heaven's pride, who was standing on the war fortress, waiting for the battle to begin.
Their faces were filled with shock and anger.
The one who was surprised was this Xia Zhu. He was clearly still stuck at the Divine Palace realm, but no one knew what kind of skill he was using. He had actually pierced through Xia Chun's incomparably hard armor with a single punch!
He had lost his life in a single strike!
Xia Chun was dead, not even the soul was able to escape.
"As expected, I couldn't even withstand a single blow!"
In the depths of the Black Scorpion Dock, a ball of black flames engulfed Xia Wu, The Most Powerful. His Stars like eyes blinked open and closed, and every time it opened and closed, it would release a monstrous and peerless aura of destruction.
Fan Hong's face was gloomy. His Eye Light was like a bolt of lightning, and his sharp eyes were wandering around Xia Zhu's body. He had seen through the secrets of the heavens, and was sure that Xia Zhu did not use spirit weapons or other similar Treasures. Instead, he used a mysterious technique to break through Xia Chun's defense and kill him in one strike!
This Xia Chun was also a little careless. If he had fought Xia Zhu in the beginning, he would not have died in such a miserable way.2
"This is the so-called heaven's pride of the Great Yan Dynasty?"
"Hehe, even Xia Zhu can destroy the decay of the Great Yan Dynasty. It seems like heaven's pride isn't worth much in the Great Yan Dynasty. Some cats and dogs can be called heaven's pride!"
"That's right. Xia Zhu's strength is in the top ten among us. "
"Come, come, let's make a bet. Let's bet whether Xia Zhu can destroy the decay and win in ten years. Let's kill all of these pigs!"
The oppressive atmosphere was different from that of the Great Yan Dynasty. The so-called geniuses of the Grand Xia were all extremely cold and arrogant. They were wantonly commenting on this battle that could not even withstand a single blow.
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