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#1913 - Chu Hao takes action



#1913 - Chu Hao takes action

No one expected that the Black Bear Spirit would actually kill the Dragon Clan man. By the time they reacted, everyone was stunned.

Not only that, but the Black Bear Spirit also didn't forget to mock, "If you had admitted your mistake to your Bear Grandpa earlier, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

He looked coldly at the Dragon Clan man's corpse, laughing loudly, revealing a set of snow-white teeth that looked so ferocious.

During this process, no one reacted, and the only one who did, Emperor Donghua, was stopped by Chu Hao.

"Seeking death!"

On the opposite side, that group of strong individuals finally roared, their faces filled with anger, wishing they could tear the Black Bear Spirit to pieces on the spot.

They gritted their teeth, their anger uncontrollable.

"Kill this beast!"

"Let me go and avenge Ao Zhan."

"He deserves to die."

A group of people with bloodshot eyes watched their companion die a tragic death, roaring madly.

Emperor Donghua didn't speak; he silently looked at Chu Hao.

After a long while, when the people behind him had calmed down, he slowly opened his mouth: "Are you really going to do this?"

"Stop acting all righteous. Hurry up and send someone out. I want to see if your subordinates are more powerful, or the people from my Law Enforcement Hall are," Chu Hao said indifferently, with his hands behind his back.

"Let me kill him."

From behind Emperor Donghua, a man dressed in black walked out.

He stepped forward, holding a precious sword. The sword light flashed, and before he even attacked, the sharp sword energy seemed ready to tear apart the void.

The Black Bear Spirit's arrogant expression froze. He felt a powerful aura from the black-clothed man, an aura that even made his heart tremble.

This was a very powerful opponent.

He possessed extraordinary strength and had been famous for a long time. In terms of strength, he far surpassed the opponent.

Once the Black Bear Spirit accepted the challenge, he would undoubtedly be defeated.

The Black Bear Spirit opened his mouth, wanting to agree.

Just then, Nezha blocked him: "I'll do it."

Nezha appeared, and Siming Xingjun revealed a solemn expression.

As a survivor of the previous Calamity of the Gods, Nezha's strength was beyond doubt. Moreover, with the accumulation of long years, he had grown to an incredible level.

His appearance put great pressure on Siming Xingjun.

"Third Prince, are you also going to take action?" Siming Xingjun asked.

"I am the Deputy Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, why can't I take action?" Nezha retorted.

"Alright, then let me see your strength," Siming Xingjun didn't back down either.

He held a precious sword in his hand, his body shining with light, transforming into a stream of light and rushing out, making a sharp whistling sound as he charged towards Nezha.

Boom—

In an instant, sword energy soared into the sky, like the roar of ten thousand beasts. The precious sword erupted with terrifying sword intent, ravaging the void, as if to tear Nezha apart.

Nezha's expression was calm, and he threw the Universe Ring in his hand with a bang.

Immediately, golden light shone brightly. On the Universe Ring, laws manifested, and a powerful force suddenly rushed out, sweeping over the sky and covering the earth.

Siming Xingjun's expression changed slightly, feeling that the power was too terrifying, wanting to avoid its sharp edge.

As the Universe Ring approached, he dodged to the side, trying to stab Nezha.

However, the Universe Ring seemed to possess spirituality, suddenly pausing, and the terrifying power, like a flood bursting a dam, roared out.

Siming Xingjun's face turned pale. The power released by the Universe Ring was truly too terrifying, like layers of fierce waves, continuous and unstoppable.

With no way to avoid it, Siming Xingjun could only grit his teeth and collide with it head-on.

The precious sword in his hand was raised.

Bang—

A crisp sound erupted.

In the next second, Siming Xingjun's precious sword shattered in response. He hurriedly activated his protective divine power, wanting to resist the terrifying force.

But the force didn't diminish at all, frantically impacting his body, tearing apart his protective golden light.

The astonishing power contained in the Universe Ring slammed into Siming Xingjun, as if a large hand fell, directly exploding with dazzling brilliance.

Siming Xingjun was directly sent flying, flying heavily, spitting out blood, and no one knew where he landed.

Hiss—

Nezha's move shocked the faces of the others, and their hearts trembled.

What a domineering treasure attack. They stared intently at the Universe Ring that returned to Nezha's hand.

As expected of a Houtian Treasure.

Too powerful.

"Is there anyone else who doesn't accept this and wants to come and die?" Nezha glared at the opponent, stepping on the Wind Fire Wheels.

This was the first time the Law Enforcement Hall had been provoked at their doorstep, and he, the Deputy Hall Master, was already burning with anger. Taking action at this moment was to establish his authority.

Because he knew that in the void, there were definitely others silently watching this battle.

If the Law Enforcement Hall retreated this time, then in the future, their prestige would no longer exist, which was something he could not accept.

Hearing Nezha's arrogant words, Emperor Donghua's subordinates couldn't sit still and wanted to take action.

"Let me go."

Soon, another person walked out.

He was wearing a cyan robe, with a fair face, appearing to be a young man, but the aura emanating from his body was extremely fierce, especially the precious mirror he held in his hand.

The precious mirror was smooth, but it could reflect all things, looking infinitely mysterious.

He came from the Chan Sect and was of the same generation as the Antarctic Immortal, both disciples of the Saint.

"Guangchengzi, be careful," Emperor Donghua transmitted his voice.

Guangchengzi came to the field, smiling faintly as he looked at Nezha: "Third Prince, in the end, I am still your senior uncle."

Nezha's master was Grand Master Taiyi, and Guangchengzi was Grand Master Taiyi's senior brother, which was indeed the truth.

But times were different, and Nezha immediately retorted: "I am now a member of the Heavenly Court and have nothing to do with the Chan Sect."

"You are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors," Guangchengzi said indifferently.

"Too much nonsense. I can't let you bully someone younger than you. Let me try your methods."

Suddenly, Chu Hao finally spoke.

Seeing Chu Hao take action, Guangchengzi's face changed slightly.

He had heard of Chu Hao, especially his great strength. It was said that even the Future Buddha Maitreya could not defeat him.

Chu Hao looked at Guangchengzi and said casually, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As a disciple of the Jie Sect, he was just waiting for Guangchengzi, a disciple of the Chan Sect, to take action.

"Chu Hao, I want to see what strength you have," Guangchengzi said sternly.

He held the precious mirror, standing proudly, his whole body emitting a terrifying white light.

The white light seemed to have life, mobilizing all the spiritual power around him.

Countless spiritual powers gathered towards him, and he became the center of the storm, constantly absorbing those spiritual powers, and at the same time, the realm on his body was also rising sharply.

As a survivor of the previous Calamity and having received the increase in merit from the Calamity, his strength was beyond doubt.


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