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Chapter 946 Retreat the enemy

"Han Xu stopped!" Zhao Jiuyang shouted loudly.

Under the power of the entire small world, they didn't even have the chance to escape, let alone win.

In fact, Han Xu did not insist on killing the three of them. He understood that these three were just instructed to complete the task. Even if they were killed, more people would come later.

"Go back and tell you the people behind you. In half a year, I, Han Xu, will take the Ziwei Divine Sword to the Three Thousand Worlds. If you want the Divine Sword, you can use your own skills in half a year. But next time, someone invades the Three Realms will be killed without mercy!"

"I know that you can only send people at the peak of the three levels of the Naive God, so don't doubt what I said, don't think that I can only rely on the power of the small world to kill you."

"Hmph, if you have the abdomen, remove the power of the world rules. Fight with me with your own strength, I will definitely take your bloodline!" Zuo Du said frantically. Han Xu's demon emperor's bloodline tempted him too much. Seeing that Han Xu suppressed the three of them with his identity as the world master, he felt ten thousand and ten thousand dissatisfied.

Han Xu seemed to be waiting for him to say this. As soon as Zuo Du finished speaking, a sneer appeared on the corner of Han Xu's mouth.

"As you wish." After Han Xu finished speaking, he actually withdrew the power of the Three Realms, but while he withdrew his power, his figure also disappeared from the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a figure shrouded in flames broke through the space and appeared behind Zuo Du.

At this time, Han Xu transformed into the spiritual state of Emperor Nan Tian Yan. This was the new magical power he had practiced and realized in the past year outside the domain. He just happened to try Zuo Du.

The hot temperature was even hotter than Zhao Jiuyang's flames. Zuo Du felt that his body seemed to be melted. The power of the Southern Emperor Yan came from the natal strange fire of the divine beast. Zuo Du felt threatened, but his heart was even more excited.

He vowed to devour Han Xu's bloodline. As long as he refined Han Xu's bloodline power, he would be able to break through the realm and become a great god.

So Zuo Du no longer retained it. He urged his martial arts to the extreme, and there were phantoms of three ancient divine beasts behind him. These divine beasts were never seen in the three realms, but they did possess the aura of divine beasts.

"Only the Yuanshi Realm's divine power can fully exert the power of bloodline, you are still a little bit short!" Zuo Du said, and then, unparalleled power poured towards Han Xu.

Zhao Jiuyang and Qianshan who were watching the game retreated one after another. The three of them fought for many years and knew each other very well. When they saw the phantoms of three divine beasts appearing behind Zuo Du at the same time, they knew that Zuo Du's attack was truly exerting all the divine power in his body, and it was his most peak attack.

"Brother, let's go and help him." Zhuque saw Han Xu's figure instantly and was overwhelmed by Zuo Du's offensive. She was extremely anxious. She had met and recognized Zhu Weitong, and also knew the relationship between Zhu Weitong and Han Xu. In her eyes, Han Xu was not only the Lord of the Three Realms, but also her younger relatives.

"Don't worry, the sect leader will have no trouble. If we go, it will become a drag." Qinglong said seriously, and then led the three of them to support a barrier and try to block the aftermath of the battle to the three realms.

As Qinglong said, under Zuo Du's fierce attack, a fire light soared into the sky, Han Xu's figure appeared in the fire light, his blood burned to the extreme, and his whole body was as dazzling as the sun.

"You are not qualified to devour my bloodline." After Han Xu said that, he punched his fist like a meteorite.

Zuodu's eyelids twitched wildly, and he only saw a ball of flame falling from the sky. In a hurry, he had only had time to gather the remaining power to punch the sky.

However, under Han Xu's offensive, his counterattack was so fragile and powerless.

The supreme aura of the Demon King's bloodline made Zuo feel that the divine power seemed to be imprisoned. In his eyes, Han Xu was like an emperor with a crown. His punch was easily pierced by Han Xu, and then Han Xu's iron fist hit him hard in the chest.

"The Demon King's bloodline is so strong!"

Zuo Du vomited blood, leaving behind the last sentence, and then his body exploded and turned into endless energy to dissipate between the world.

From Han Xu's attack to killing Zuo Du, only three breaths were needed. Anyone present could see that Han Xu did not have the power to use the rules of the world as he promised before.

But even with his own strength, he still punched Zuo Du to death with all his strength. Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiuyang and Qianshan left a drop of cold sweat on their foreheads.

At the same level as the third level of the realm of the Innate God, why is Han Xu so powerful? He has such a terrible power before he went to the Three Thousand Worlds to experience the baptism of divine power. After he entered the Three Thousand Worlds, who would be his opponent in the same realm?

Zhao Jiuyang and Qianshan looked at each other and saw the same shock in each other's eyes.

The reason why Han Xu wanted to kill Zuo Du was because Zuo Du seemed more interested in the four divine beasts and his bloodline power. In this way, if he did not die today, after Han Xu left the Three Thousand Worlds, he would have a high chance of killing a shot.

Therefore, Han Xu could only kill him. Of course, this was to establish his authority. He wanted to establish an image of invincible in the same realm and send it back to the Three Thousand Worlds through the oral of Zhao Jiuyang and Qianshan. In this way, when other strong people want to send people to the Three Thousand Worlds, they must carefully consider whether they can bear the losses.

"Do you two still want to try it?" Han Xu said.

"No need." Zhao Jiuyang said embarrassedly. What else can I try with such strength? What's more, in the Three Realms, Han Xu can still use the power of the entire world to fight at any time. Here, even the great gods in the fourth level of heaven may not be able to get good in his hands.

What's more, Han Xu has already said that he will take the Ziwei Divine Sword to the Three Thousand Worlds in half a year. For those big men, half a year is just a blink of an eye.

Qianshan said, "We will leave now, and we will bring back the three thousand worlds if you say it."

After saying that, they rushed to the other end of the divine bridge without looking back. Soon, Han Xu could no longer sense their existence through the system. He should have returned to the Three Thousand Worlds.

When the matter was over, Han Xu suddenly had his eyelids twitching wildly, and he instinctively felt a huge crisis approaching the Three Realms.

This is the will of the Three Realms warning him, the Lord of the Three Realms. If this feeling occurs, something must have happened.

Han Xu quickly opened his mind and soon realized the source of the crisis.
Chapter completed!
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