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Chapter 150 The Holy Son of Wanchu, Defeated! [Please subscribe! 】

"boom!"

Thousands of golden lights burst out, and Jin San fell from the sky.

From a distance, it looks like a round of golden scorching sun falling to the earth, the golden light shines all over the world, and the surging murderous intent is like thousands of waves, constantly shooting down!
"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

A pair of wings split the void, as if turning into one hundred and eight thousand heavenly swords, showing their sharpness.

The sharp breath can destroy all obstacles.

"So strong!"

Shengzi Wanchu's pupils contracted nervously.

After fighting for so long, he had already reached his limit, but he felt that Jin San's condition would definitely not be very good.

But I didn't expect that at this time, Jin San still had the energy to use such a powerful killing technique!
Before he had time to think too much, the Son of Wanchu could only form a seal quickly with both hands.

It looks like a towering sky, a majestic mountain emerges from the void, the mountain is as high as a thousand feet, majestic and towering, flowing with divine light, indestructible!
"You! Block! No! Stop!"

When Jin San saw the mountain appearing in the world, his complexion didn't change, it turned into a golden light, and he slammed into it with his wings.

There was a loud bang, and behind the mountain, Wan Dao Jianguang suddenly burst out.

"Ok?"

Jin San frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, the Son of Wanchu actually had a second hand!

He stretched out his giant claws and shattered countless sword lights at once. His palms were dripping with blood, but the castration continued, after the last sword light was wiped out.

The figure of the Son of Wanchu appeared in front of him.

This time, the ancient purple pagoda was crushed and exploded by him in the void, and it was shattered into countless fragments, flying in all directions.

"puff!"

At the moment when the weapon was shattered, the Holy Son of Wanchu felt as if he had been hit hard, his face was extremely pale, and his aura weakened a lot.

However, the Son of Wanchu still held up the long sword in his hand, trying to block Jin San's blow.

But before he could make a move, a majestic man suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man carried his hands on his back, his aura was as deep as the sea, and there was a dao rhyme permeating his body, as if he and this world had merged into one.

After the man appeared, he raised one hand, lightly blocked the blow, and dissolved all the aftermath into nothingness.

After doing all this, he glanced at the people present, and said lightly: "This battle, our Son has lost."

The man's words were very soft, but when they reached everyone's ears, they were no less than a thunderbolt.

"what's the situation?"

"How is this possible? Why did the Son of Wanchu lose?"

"That's right, the Son of Wanchu is not defeated at all!"

"It seems that the Son of Wanchu still has more energy!"

"That's right, if this middle-aged man hadn't appeared, the outcome of the two Tianjiao's would have been unknown!"

"Don't talk nonsense, that is the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land of Wanchu. In terms of status, he is still the uncle of the Son of Wanchu. Do you still believe what he said?"

"If the two continue to fight just now, the final result may be that the Son of Wanchu will fall, and the third prince of the golden-winged roc will be seriously injured."

"This"

"Could it be that No. 18 of the Tianjiao Gang of the Human Race is not as good as the sixth in the Tianjiao of the Monster Race?"

"Why? That's not obvious enough? If we really want to compare, the human race needs at least the top ten talents to make a move, so that we can say that the third prince of the golden-winged roc can be said to be stable."

"In this way, the Tianjiao among the monster race is not much weaker than the human race."

Everyone was in an uproar. Some monks had expected this result.

But more monks could not accept it.

In the sphere of influence of the human race, a Tianjiao of the human race was defeated by the Tianjiao of the monster race, no matter how he looked at it, he felt uncomfortable.

"Some time ago, Shengzi Yaoguang of the Tianjiao List also went to Tianjilou. But he didn't stay long, so he left in a hurry. If he stayed longer, how could there be any room for the third prince of the golden-winged roc to be rampant?"

A monk said with a sigh.

"Do not worry."

The other monks comforted: "Tianjiao, who ranks higher than Wanchu's son on the Tianjiao list, will always be someone to save face after hearing today's news."

"hope so."

Many monks sighed lightly.

In the middle of the field, Jin San put his hands back and stood. The Supreme Elder of Wanchu Holy Land had already admitted defeat, so there was no need for him to kill them all.

It is easy to kill a Son, but it may be difficult to leave later.

In the final analysis, this is also the sphere of influence of the human race.

Moreover, maybe the senior owner of the building is also looking at this place.

It's hard to guess the identity of the owner of the Tianji Building, but it should be a human race. If he kills the Tianjiao of the human race with his deadly hands.

If it offends the senior landlord's heart, it will not be worth the loss.

Jin San glanced at Shengzi Wanchu, but didn't say much.

Although he defeated the opponent, his current situation is not very good, and the right way is to heal his injuries first.

"Let's go back."

Jin San said something, then turned around and bowed to the Tianji Building, and stepped on the chariot.

The old demon driving the car urged the true essence, poured it into the chariot, and suddenly there was a sound of piercing through the air

The chariot turned into a stream of light, rushed into the clouds, and soon disappeared.

After Jin San left, there were only two people left in Wanchu Holy Land.

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry!"

The Son of Wanchu was as pale as paper, with a look of shame on his face, and said in a low voice: "Disciple, I have let Master and Uncle down."

After the publication of the Tianjiao list, Wanchu Holy Land has seen the potential of its own holy son, as long as it does not fall in the future, a future great sage is guaranteed.

It is precisely because of this that the Supreme Elder of Wanchu Holy Land personally came forward to protect his juniors.

Thinking that Holy Land valued him so much, Shengzi Wanchu felt even more ashamed.

"Don't be discouraged."

The middle-aged man glanced at the direction where Jin San was leaving, and said lightly: "The Golden Winged Roc clan has a profound heritage and unparalleled blood. Even the owner of Tianji thinks that he can be ranked sixth in the list of the demon clan's arrogance. He must have where people are."

"You lost this time, just win it next time."

"The disciple respectfully obeys the instruction of the master and uncle."

The corner of Wanchu Shengzi's mouth was bitter.

He had tried his best just now, but he still couldn't do anything to the opponent.

The next time they meet, he is not sure that he will win.

He can become stronger, and Jin San will naturally not stand still.

"You don't think you can win it back?"

The man seemed to see through the thoughts of the Wanchu Shengzi, and he said again: "Don't forget, today's incident has already been spread! Maybe, the Tianji Building will update the list of Tianjiao later!"

Indeed, when he came forward to admit defeat, the Tianjiao list had already been updated.

On the latest Tianjiao list, after the information of Wanchu Shengzi and Jin San, this record was added.

The only difference is that one lost and one won.

"I……"

The Son of Wanchu was dumbfounded.

This record will follow him for the rest of his life.

Now, the Tianjiao List has spread throughout the entire Big Dipper Star Field, and it has spread to other star fields at a terrifying speed.

When the time comes, everyone will have a share, and everyone will probably praise the power of the third prince of the golden-winged roc, and he will become a stepping stone for the other party.

(End of this chapter)