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Chapter 885 Give me three moves?

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    The battleship circled leisurely and stopped at a flat land halfway up the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, a thousand meters above the ground. There was a circle of shining light gates on the flat ground.

    On several stone platforms in front of the Light Gate, there are five Martial Emperors staying. The five Martial Emperors correspond to a race, namely Human Race, Monster Race, God Race, Monster Race, and Corpse Race.

    Looking at this scene, even a fool can guess that in this place jointly guarded by the five tribes, behind the light gate is the Tianlu Shenquan Pool.

    Not far from the flat ground, there is a staircase leading to a higher place. From a distance, you can see how many steps there are.  The steps at the end of the sight are hidden in the clouds and mist, ethereal and agile.

    Xiao Chen looked around, and in mid-air, the emperor-class battleships of the demon clan, ghost clan, and zombie clan had arrived early, but there was no god clan warship.

    On the warships of the three tribes, there were no peerless monsters from the younger generation. I think they all must have gone down.

    On the stone platform below, the Martial Emperor of the human race looked at the battleship of the Martial God Palace, nodded slightly to the python-robed quasi-emperor on the bow, and then immediately closed his eyes.

    The python-robed quasi-emperor said in a deep voice: "Ten of you, follow me down. The others don't move, just wait here."

    Whoosh!

    With a casual scroll, Xiao Chen and others were led away by an irresistible force without even the ability to resist.  By the time his body regained control, he was already standing on the platform, behind the Human Martial Emperor.

    In just a short moment, as if teleporting, the quasi-emperor's strength was completely incomprehensible to Xiao Chen and others, it was simply unbelievable.

    Looking around, behind the Martial Emperor of the Monster Clan and the Martial Emperor of the Ghost Clan and the Martial Emperor of the Corpse Clan, there are ten young monsters with flashing edges and deep auras standing behind them.

    When comparing the geniuses of the other three clans together, you can find that their momentum is completely different.

    The younger generation of the demon clan has a violent and ferocious aura, and each of them is unabashed, as if they are about to explode at any time.

    The younger generation of the corpse clan all have dark complexions, their skin looks as hard as iron, and they look lifeless.  Only his eyes were fierce and restrained, looking maliciously at Xiao Chen and others who had just fallen behind.

    As for the Ghost Clan, they are just as lifeless as the Corpse Clan warriors, but they appear more peaceful and profound.

    ???????????? If the corpse clan¡¯s lifeless appearance is just an appearance, the inner violence and madness are no less than those of the demon warriors.

    ?????????????? The warriors of the ghost clan are completely lifeless, they look completely lifeless, their fair faces are as quiet as water, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

    It¡¯s a coincidence that Xiao Chen knows all the young monsters from these three tribes.

    The one from the demon clan is Xiaotian Houfeng, the one from the corpse clan is Wang Can, who took the throne of death from him, and the one from the ghost clan is the woman in red dress with the eight ghosts carrying the sedan chair.

    As soon as the first two appeared, they immediately cast a hostile gaze, but the little sky monkey seemed more tolerant, and the hostile gaze disappeared in a flash.

    The hostility in Wang Can's eyes never dissipated, and he even showed demonstrative contempt for Xiao Chen.

    As for the woman in the red dress, she never glanced at Xiao Chen from beginning to end.

    The younger generation of the God Clan was not present, so the light door could not be opened for the time being. The other races seemed to be used to the God Clan's pretentiousness, and they were not too surprised.

    "There are quite a few old acquaintances. Xia Houjue is about to enter the Shenquan Pool. Do you dare to make a small bet with me?"

    Behind the demon clan, a burly, shirtless, rough young man with faint lion prints on both sides of his cheeks jumped out and said teasingly to Xiahou Jue.

    The Three Holy Sons of the Human Race have been out exploring the outer world for a long time. They are quite famous in the entire Kunlun world, and they will definitely bring a lot of grievances and resentments.

    ¡°Obviously, this genius warrior of the demon clan had a story with Xia Houjue.

    Shui Lingling whispered in Xiao Chen's ear: "The person who jumped out was Tu Ze from the Golden Lion Clan. He is considered the number three figure in the younger generation of the Monster Clan. He was once tricked by Xia Houjue in a secret realm in the Xuan Domain.  , there is spirit demon blood circulating in the body."

    There were hundreds of demon ancestors in ancient times. Each of these demon ancestors were peerless kings and emperors. Some demon ancestors had blood passed down, and their descendants would be far stronger than some geniuses of their generation, and they also had some innate abilities.

    These bloodlines are called spirit demon bloodlines within the Demon Realm. They are somewhat similar to the king's family that has been passed down by the human race for tens of thousands of years, and has a very profound foundation.

    Xia Houjue smiled coldly, jumped out and said: "Am I afraid of you? What kind of bet are you talking about?Among the seniors, Tu Ze glanced at it and said with some unfinished meaning: "Is there anyone who wants to step in for Xia Houjue? I, Tu Ze, will be with you at any time."

    The others were silent and did not speak. If one were to judge by true strength, no one would be afraid of Tu Ze when fighting alone.

    But knowing that the opponent has advanced to the first level of the holy body, and his strength has reached two million kilograms, how can he still take advantage of him when he cannot use his true energy and natural laws.

    "It turns out that they are all a bunch of weaklings. They don't even have the courage to get ten places. What a waste of energy." Tu Ze curled his lips, looking very proud, and walked back.

    The younger generation of the human race was very angry, but they still had sense and did not make any impulsive decisions.

    Seeing this scene, the little Sky Monkey in the demon clan moved in his heart, moved his lips, and said a few words to Tu Ze alone, and then gave Xiao Chen a cold look.

    When Tu Ze heard the voice transmission from Little Sky Monkey, he couldn't help but stop, turned around, and looked at Xiao Chen.

    "You are Xiao Chen, that white-robed swordsman, the only warrior from the misty lake in ten thousand years?"

    Xiao Chen was a little strange. He didn't know how the other party noticed him, and said calmly: "Yes or no, it has nothing to do with you."

    A gloomy look flashed in Tu Ze's eyes, and he walked over slowly and said: "Very good, it seems that it is really you. Do you dare to come out and make a bet? I, Tu Ze, will give you three moves."

    Give me three moves?  After hearing this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but look at the other party with a very strange expression. He didn't need to die in such a way if he wanted to die.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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