Fantasy: Regenerated Into A Grass, Accompanied By A Willow God

Chapter 203: Foreign Aid

"Sword God, come out for me."

This voice was enough to be heard by the entire imperial city, and it was hard to hide the expressions on their faces that they were watching the show.

"Another one came to die," the man sneered, and they understood the strength of the sword god better under the imperial city.

"I don't know how long I can last!"

"That person went in the direction of the Martial King's mansion, isn't he here to avenge the Martial King's mansion?"

"Then there will be a good show!"

The crowd became more and more excited, restaurants and inns were full of people, they were all discussing how long this person could last, swords and swords had no eyes, they didn't dare to watch a good show in front of them, they could only gather together to discuss.

"Sword God, you coward, why don't you come out and fight?"

Wang Yan's words were full of contempt, condescending contempt for the Sword God.

"Master 27, this man is here to avenge the Martial King's mansion," Huang Hao came back from the outside, his face could not hide his joy, and now he is in the Martial King's mansion.

Cao Dian frowned slightly, "Go, go and meet him."

Wang Yan read a name, his eyes were full of admiration, and in an instant, they were filled with hatred again, "Today I killed the sword god in the Martial King's mansion to avenge you.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head quickly, and shot with a speed that could not cover his ears.

Immediately afterwards, he was dumbfounded.

The Sword God knocked him down easily.

"The foreign aid from the Martial King's mansion has arrived?" Human Sovereign asked affirmatively, he strolled up the corridor, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Overthinking one's abilities."

The subordinates somewhat disagreed, "Your Majesty, the sword god is not so perfect, maybe this man from Martial King's mansion can really defeat him?"

The Human Sovereign's sharp eyes swept over, and he said displeasedly: "You mean that I am not as good as him?"

"this...……"

The subordinate's face was covered with sweat, and the huge pressure was on him, making him unable to move and dare not resist,... There is no such meaning.

He struggled to say a word, and in an instant, the wire that was pressing on him dissipated, and his subordinates breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who loses and who wins, you will know after watching."

The Human Emperor stood on the tallest tower in the imperial city, looking in the direction of the Martial King's mansion, not paying attention.

Many people think that he was unprepared and let the Sword God gain the upper hand, which is why he lost. Only he knows that no matter how much preparation he made, he still lost in the end, only because the Sword God's Realm has surpassed him by too much. many.

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"No, he wants to expose himself!"

I saw a sharp flash across Wang Yan's eyes, and his body gradually swelled.

"Jie Jie Jie, even if I die, I want you to go down to be buried with me!" He called out in a shrill voice, with a strange smile on his face.

Today's people, if they can't be defeated, they will blow themselves up!

Cao Ye was speechless, and Wang Yan was enveloped by a fine and soundless barrier.

Realizing that Own's body was blocked by something, Wang Yan's expression turned ugly, "What did you do?"

Cao Ye just smiled and said nothing.

"boom--"

The sound of explosions resounded throughout the imperial city. After an explosion, fireworks were everywhere, sporadic flames splashed out, and houses fell to the ground, turning into useless soil.

In a blink of an eye, the Martial King's mansion was reduced to ashes.

The Martial King's mansion, which was once prosperous and admired by countless people, no longer exists, has turned into history, and turned into ashes,

"What's that sound?"

Someone who stood taller and watched from afar exclaimed, "Look, Martial King's mansion has been bombed!!"

"Could it be the hand of the sword god? But why did he blow up the Martial King's mansion?"

"How can it be?"

Watching a tall and splendid building being bombed, the three people on the side were unscathed and not affected at all.

Who would have thought that the foreign aid from the Martial King's mansion would enter the Martial King's mansion after realizing that they could not self-destruct, and destroy the Martial King's mansion by self-destructing their bodies.

"Who dared to blow up the Martial King's house?"

The voice came from the bombed Martial King's mansion, a voice so powerful that it cannot be underestimated resounded above the imperial city.

"Is this the ancestor of the Martial King's mansion?"

"Impossible?" Human Sovereign couldn't believe it, "When the Martial King's mansion was about to be destroyed, why didn't they ask the ancestors to come out to help? Instead, they came out after it was destroyed?" 823

What's the use?

The subordinate lowered his head slightly, and guessed: "I heard that the ancestor of the Martial King's mansion is in the Closed Door Training, maybe the people of the Martial King's mansion think that they can solve the sword god, and the ancestor is at the critical moment of the Closed Door Training

Without wanting to disturb..."

"It makes sense," the Human Sovereign looked at the battle situation on the other side expectantly, and replied casually, "So, the people in the Martial King's mansion are really stupid."

"Who is coming?"

The white-haired, childlike old man asked aggressively, but no one answered, and no one from the Martial King's house came out to serve his ancestor.

After the ancestor searched, there was no trace of them. In the current situation of the United Nations, he still didn't understand. His face could not hide the pain and hatred, "You killed them?"

Cao Ye nodded naturally, "That's right!"

The sun was setting and the old man was full of grief. The Closed Door Training was not over yet. Hearing the news, he came to check it out. Unexpectedly, the brilliance he created was turned into ashes, and his children and grandchildren had turned into piles of loess. Unexpectedly, it was a white-haired man giving a black-haired man . .