Sword Sovereign Evil Emperor

Chapter 581
Looking at Zhan Buge's indifferent eyes, Bai Ying didn't know that he had been against Zhan Buge over and over again, which already made Zhan Buge feel murderous.

Zhan Buge's strength is very strong, as can be seen from the battle against the three saints, Bai Ying knows that he is definitely not Zhan Buge's opponent, but he will not be willing to be killed like this.

"Canyue, I am also from the First Temple, if you kill me, the First Temple will not let you go!" Bai Ying said coldly, this is his only hole card, and also the biggest hole card, but unfortunately, This hole card is useful to everyone else, but it is useless to Zhan Buge.

Zhan Buge laughed softly: "I even beat the third son of your first temple, do you think the name of the first temple can suppress me?"

"This... this." Bai Ying had nothing to say.

Boom, footsteps sounded, Zhan Buge approached the white eagle step by step, the footsteps fell on the white eagle's ears, it was the bell of death, when the bell stopped, it was the time of his death.

As Zhan Buge got closer and closer, the sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer. While Bai Ying's heart was jumping with fear, a deep fear also surfaced in his heart. It was the first time that the feeling of death was so real and approaching.

"No... don't push me too far!" Bai Ying looked terrified, and when Zhan Buge took a step closer, he took a step back. In front of such a powerful Zhan Buge, he no longer even had the courage to fight.

"Too much pressure? If you didn't bully the Eighth Temple again and again, you would not have the results today. Everything has a cause and effect. Since you planted the cause, you have to bear the consequences! Zhan Buge said with a sneer, the Eighth Temple is his subordinate force, he has already warned Bai Ying once, but the other party didn't listen, and dared to trouble him, then he can't blame him for the consequences.

"I, I was also instigated by others, and I was also for revenge..." Bai Ying said incoherently, and when he retreated, he found that there was no way to retreat.

"Don't worry, if the First Holy Temple interferes with me again and again like you, their consequences will be the same as yours. I am fair to things." Zhan Buge said, his heart has already made up his mind to kill.

For his Gu Yue Palace to rise, there must be blood to stand up, and this white eagle's head is the first step to the rise of Gu Yue Palace.

Seeing Zhan Buge's expression turn into indifference, Bai Ying felt a bad premonition, and immediately shouted, "Don't kill me!"

"Go." Eyelids lowered, Zhan Buge's figure suddenly disappeared in place, teleported, and when he shot again, he was already in front of Bai Ying, and a big hand was inserted towards Bai Ying's heart, and the attack was extremely sharp.

"You're deceiving people too much!" Bai Ying was terrified to the limit, his expression calmed down, and his fear turned into boundless anger. At the same time, he shot out with a bang, stretched out an iron fist and bumped against Zhan Buge's big hand head-on.

bang.

Click.

Bai Ying and Zhan Buge each took a step back.

As soon as the shot landed, Bai Ying was ecstatic: "I didn't die, I didn't die, so you are nothing more than that, haha, with your strength, you want to kill me? How is it possible! Today, it's not me who died, but you !"

After discovering the blow, he and Zhan Buge seemed to be on par in strength. The surprise in Bai Ying's heart was like a tsunami. Before he saw San Shengzi being beaten so badly, and there was no room for retaliation, he thought that Zhan Buge could not fight back. Ge is a super strong man who is close to the half-step holy king, so under the horror in his heart, he doesn't even have the thought of resisting.

But after the fight, he found that Zhan Buge was not good enough, and he was even sure of killing Zhan Buge. Thinking of this, Bai Ying's eyes suddenly showed a cruel look, and he looked at Zhan Buge with a gloomy look. Song, all the strength of the whole body burst out without reservation.

"What's going on? Can Yue, who was so powerful just now, be no match for White Eagle now? Could it be that we were delusional before? Or is it that the third son is just a fake, but he doesn't actually have the realm of a late saint, so he was killed by Wan Yue ?”

The crowd who saw the scene just now also exclaimed. They were astonished that Zhan Buge didn't blow the white eagle away like he did with the San Shengzi.

The crowd didn't want to pay attention to what the crowd wanted to show or not to sing. He took a step back and shook his hands helplessly, thinking to himself: I thought that physical strength alone would be able to crush one in the late stage of the saint. It seems that as a person in the late stage of the saint, There are still some hole cards.

After thinking about it, Zhan Buge is not going to continue playing, the time for Chaos Island to appear is just around the corner, and he has to seize the time to make himself stronger.

When he thought about it, Bai Ying had already rushed over excitedly, and the aurora avenue made him shuttle like a ray of light, with a speed as fast as lightning and a menacing aura.

"Dark light wheel." Zhan Buge stretched his hand forward, pinching his paw.

Click.

The void burst, and boundless darkness descended crazily from all around, covering everyone's consciousness and eyes. Even the saint was plunged into the darkness, unable to see everything clearly.

"Ah, what is this, my hand, ah!"

The sudden scream sounded out in the darkness, it was so frightening that it made one's scalp tingle, because this voice belonged to Bai Ying, and it sounded like Bai Ying was suffering from indescribable pain.

Whoops, whoops, whoops!

The sound of flesh and blood breaking apart sounded again and again, and every sound made people's hairs stand on end and their bones shivered.

After a long while, the boundless darkness finally dissipated, and the sight was restored, but the crowd was stunned, looking at Zhan Buge tremblingly.

In front of him, there was a bloody, bloody corpse, as if it had been cut thousands of times by a sword, lying on the ground, trembling slightly from time to time.

"This, is this Bai Ying, the master of the Sixth Palace?" The crowd asked in a murmur. Although they asked, everyone knew clearly that this person was Bai Ying.

Everyone's minds became heavy. The Sixth Palace Master is usually an unattainable existence, but today he died so miserably, and it was only a young man who did all this with his own hands, and this young man did not have any strange emotions at the moment. He moved his hands and feet, and then looked at the master of the seventh hall.

"You just wait, the Lord of the Eighth Palace will discuss the cooperation with you in detail, and I hope we can cooperate happily." Zhan Buge said calmly, as if he wasn't the one who killed the man just now.

And his calm appearance made people feel even more frightening. The Seventh Hall Master was almost dumbfounded, just nodded subconsciously, his eyes glazed over.

Seeing the appearance of the Lord of the Seventh Hall, Zhan Buge shook his head, then looked at Yu Wenhua and Yu Wenting and said, "Let's go, I promised your father that I would take you back, now I have wasted a lot of time, hurry up let's go."

"Uh, ok, ok..." Yu Wenhua woke up from the shock, and hurriedly agreed.

But Yu Wenting jumped up with excitement on her face, and shouted: "My bondage is gone, the white eagle is really dead, the son of the fairy is great!"

Facing Yu Wenting's excitement, Zhan Buge became embarrassed, and said with a sly smile, "What kind of fairy son did you do? This is too vulgar, let's go."

Beckoning, a great power engulfed Yu Wenhua, brother and sister, and as they walked through the void, the three of them disappeared without leaving a trace.

As for the crowd at the same place, after Zhan Buge left, they still felt a chill coming from behind, and it was not until a long time later that they woke up from the panic, shook their heads violently, and then looked at the comatose Sansheng in embarrassment Zi Qianshuang.

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In the Eighth Temple's residence, Yu Wenxiong, the master of the Eighth Hall, was walking back and forth anxiously in the igloo. After walking for a while, he raised his head and looked out the door for a while, looking forward to the scene where Zhan Buge would bring his son back.

Just when he looked up again, he suddenly found that there were three people sitting on the seats in the room at some point, among them were his two sons, Yuwenhua and Yuwenting, and the other one was always dressed in white. Fluttering show can not sing.

"Wenhua!" The eighth hall master exclaimed, and strode towards his son and daughter, looked up and down several times before looking at Zhan Buge with joy: "Young hall master, you, you are so wonderful Strong, thank you very much."

Zhan Buge smiled, and after the two of them had been courteous for a while, he said seriously: "Recently, pay more attention to the movement in the ice sea, the island should be approaching the shore soon, let me know as soon as there is news, before that, I want to practice , don't bother me."

"Okay!" The Lord of the Eighth Palace nodded and agreed without any hesitation. Now he is more and more convinced of Zhan Buge.

"En." Zhan Buge got up and patted the shoulder of the Lord of the Eighth Palace, and walked towards an igloo.

Earlier, he had obtained eighteen balls of purple energy from the San Shengzi, and later, without anyone noticing, he also took White Eagle's storage ring, and found ten balls of purple air in it.

There are a total of 28 purple qi, which is enough for him to practice in the past few days. Of course, this is his wishful thinking.

When Zhan Buge put all these 28 groups of chaotic purple energy into the fusion of the two supreme avenues, he realized that the amount of chaotic purple energy needed to fuse the supreme avenue was almost astronomical.

His 28 regiments of purple energy were exhausted after he persisted for only two days, and the degree of integration of the supreme avenue was barely advanced from 5.00% to 11.00%. The later the progress, the more chaotic purple energy was needed , the difficulty is not one star and a half.

"Almost only one-tenth of the fusion, but it's okay, one-tenth of the level is enough for me to use five attacks of the supreme avenue, and I can deal with many things." Zhan Buge comforted himself. It is also becoming more and more urgent for Chaos Island.

According to legend, the Chaos Island is a fragment of the shattered Chaos Void in the ancient times. There is a very strong chaotic purple air in it.

If Zhan Buge reaches the top, then the fusion of his supreme avenue may be completed very easily, and it is also possible to integrate the death supreme avenue, then how strong he will be at that time, this even He couldn't even imagine it himself.

(End of this chapter)