1134: C1134 He Came from Hell and He Came from Heaven?

C1134 He Came from Hell and He Came from Heaven?

The leader of the group had always been admiring Mu Chen.

This was a mutual understanding that only the strong had.

With Mu Chen's cultivation in martial arts, if he were to be transferred to Prince Rockefeller's tent, the strength of the Warhawk Kingdom would definitely increase by another level.

After all, Mu Chen's martial arts cultivation was too terrifying.

"Grandmaster, there's no need to feel pity!" A century-old Martial Grandmaster advised, "For such a loyal and loyal person to pledge his loyalty to Great Xia, only death is his best home!"

"That's right!" The leading Grandmaster nodded, "The enemy will always be the enemy!"

"Today next year, I will personally come here and burn some paper money for him. I only hope that in his next life, he will no longer be a citizen of Great Xia -"

Before the grandmaster could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Subconsciously, he lowered his head and looked down.

A look of shock appeared in his eyes.

He saw an ancient and shining blade piercing through his chest.

"I think it's better for me to come here next year today and burn more paper money for you!"

A familiar voice rang out from behind the Head Grandmaster.

It was Mu Chen!

"You!" The grandmaster turned around with great difficulty and pointed at Mu Chen. He said weakly, "You... you..."

"I'm still alive. I didn't expect this, did I?" Mu Chen grinned.

After saying that, Mu Chen pulled out his sword.

The leading martial grandmaster was unwilling to accept this. He stared at ___ with his eyes wide open and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

He didn't understand why Mu Chen was still alive even until his death.

He had even tried to kill him.

"This is great! His Majesty the Heavenly King is still alive!"

"Great Xia has hope!"

"Long live the Heavenly King!"

Within Great Xia.

Countless citizens of Great Xia cheered.

"Next, it's your turn!"

Glancing at the hundreds of hundred-year-old Grandmasters, Mu Chen raised his sword.

Like a ghost, he shuttled between the hundreds of hundred-year-old Grandmasters.

Every time Mu Chen pointed his sword, the hundred-year-old Grandmasters would all fall.

Until several dozen hundred-year-old Grandmasters fell one after another, the remaining hundred-year-old Grandmasters finally regained their senses. His strength was actually so terrifying?

One had to know that the current Great Xia King was already an arrow at the end of its flight in their eyes!

"Kill them all!"

"We can't let the Great Xia King live!"

Someone shouted.

Hundreds of century-old Grandmasters and Half-Martial Grandmasters launched counterattacks.

After all, it was a battle between century-old Grandmasters, and the number of people was shocking.

The entire Coiling Dragon Mountain seemed to be on the verge of a great earthquake due to the intense battle between Mu Chen and the century-old grandmasters. The earth shook and the mountains shook, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

The destructive force of the battle against the Coiling Dragon Mountain was no less than a small earthquake.

Very quickly, another hundred hundred-year-old Martial Scholars fell.

But the current Mu Chen was not any better!

On his arms, thighs, and chest, wounds appeared one after another, and fresh blood continuously oozed out.

Even so, Mu Chen still maintained the Great Summer Dragon Flag, which was fluttering proudly on his back.

Although the remaining hundred-year-old Grandmasters had not died in battle, they were more or less injured.

Everyone surrounded Mu Chen, breathing heavily.

"He's too strong! He's already in such a state, but the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes!" One of the hundred-year-old Grandmasters said, "We must take this opportunity to kill him!"

" If we can't kill him now, then no one will be able to match him in the future! "

The words of this hundred-year-old Grandmaster received a unanimous response from everyone else.

Thus, over a hundred hundred-year-old Grandmasters unleashed their strongest battle techniques without holding back.

Their target was Mu Chen!

Each of their attacks would cause massive damage to the mountain.

Even the century-old palace at the top of the mountain was affected.

Large amounts of houses collapsed.

The representatives of the 40 plus countries participating in the Asia Forum panicked and fled in all directions.

There were even many representatives who died innocent deaths under the stampede.

"He's crazy! He's really crazy!"

"If this continues, the entire Coiling Dragon Mountain will probably be razed to the ground by them!"

In the monitoring room.

Prince Rockefeller stared at the video without blinking.

His mouth was wide open in shock.

As for the tens of thousands of enemies, the shock on his face was also very obvious.

They had never expected that even after suffering the consumption of five hundred thousand people, the Great Xia King would still be so powerful that he would not be at a disadvantage even when facing hundreds of hundred-year-old Grandmasters.

The battle between Mu Chen and hundreds of century-old grandmasters had exceeded their understanding.

Was this still a human?

As the battle intensified, more than a hundred century-old grandmasters fell one after another.

On the mountainside of Coiling Dragon Mountain, there was even a crack due to their battle.

The forest that covered the mountains and plains was engulfed in a sea of fire, constantly burning.

A hundred-year-old Grandmaster.

Half-Zongshi.

There were more than a thousand of them.

At this moment, not a single one of them was able to stand unharmed.

Even if they did not die, they would still be seriously injured.

The scene was like hell.

As for Mu Chen himself, he half-knelt on the ground.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the Shangfang Sword that Mu Chen had stabbed into the ground.

The sword was split into two, obviously broken into two.

The battle was so intense.

Even the sword that had been passed down for over a thousand years had been broken due to the overload.

Mu Chen lowered his head, and blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

When all the citizens of Great Xia saw this scene, they felt extremely worried.

"This is unbelievable!"

"Is this true?"

In the control room.

Looking at everything that was happening on the big screen, Prince Rockefeller could not believe his eyes.

"A hundred-year Grandmaster, a Half-Zongshi, a total of over a thousand people!" Prince Rockefeller could not help but shake his head, muttering to himself, "All of them are actually dead!"

"Furthermore, the one who killed them was only one person!"

"Did the Great Summer King come from hell, or did he come from the heavens?"

One had to know that these hundred-year-old Grandmasters and Half-Zongshi were the gathering of all the strongest martial artists in Asia.

Once these people died, all of Asia's martial arts would decline for at least a hundred years.

Even though they all belonged to Asia and had nothing to do with the Warhawk Kingdom, losing so many powerful forces in such a short period of time caused Prince Rockefeller to feel pain in his heart.

"That's great! That's great!"

On the other hand, Chou Myriad suddenly burst out laughing.2

"This time, the Great Summer King is truly at the end of his rope!" Qiu Wanqian said proudly, "Although we've already lost over a thousand hundred-year-old Grandmasters and Half-Zongshi, we still have a lot of people left!"

"Killing him now is as easy as flipping our hands!"

"Your Highness, give the order!"

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