The Daily Life of the Immortal King

On top of tall buildings tens of meters away from the No. 60 Middle School battlefield.

The beautiful and dignified nun is veiled and watching the battle that is close at hand.

She was brought here 3 minutes after the chariot arrived.

I wanted to go in directly to find Odd Zhuo to declare war. But they saw that the battle between Chariot and Zhuo Yi had already begun.

So Yue Yue decided to stay on the sidelines and watch, collecting information about Zhuo Wei by the way.

At this time, a young male voice sounded from behind the moon: "Mother Teresa, you are indeed the messenger of the moon."

Mother Teresa wanted to turn her head, but was stopped by the voice.

"Don't look back, I don't want others to know what I look like."

Said the young male voice.

Judging from this sexy and magnetic voice, this should be a young man with good looks.

Teresa complied without turning her head away.

She smiled slightly: "Let me guess, you are the star. Only you can figure out who I am."

"Smart woman." The voice behind said.

At this time, the messenger of the star position hid himself in the shadows.

He was the third to arrive.

After calculating the position of the moon, he took the initiative to come here and watch the battle ahead with the moon.

Moon: "Chariot said, you gave him a winning rate of 95%?"

Xing Xing: "That's right."

Moon shook his head: "But I think his battle is not easy. Now he has even used his hole card. Fusion of Void Spirit and Sword Spirit to form a semi-empty magic weapon. This is something that the Foundation is still in the experimental stage .”

"Someone has to practice it. I still don't think there will be any problems."

At this time, Xing Xing's expression was still calm and composed: "Well, let me deduce his winning percentage again."

"how long?"

"Soon, just 2 minutes."

...

Abandoning his wife and children, he used the sword spirit that he conceived and had absolute trust in him to experiment with, even his own son was not spared.

After Chariot finished his lines, Odd Zhuo already felt very angry.

He was trying to suppress his anger.

Don't let your emotions affect the battle in front of you.

For a scum like Chariot, it would be too cheap to kill him with a single sword.

And Odd Zhuo was still thinking about how to keep the "Silver God".

Affected by the invasion of the void creatures, although the current Xue Qilin has acquired unparalleled power, this power also makes it suffer great pain.

The current Xue Qilin is like a balloon that is already in a limit state, and there is a possibility of exploding to death at any time.

However, the meaning of this silver god sword is to Chariot, perhaps just like the woman he played with.

It's broken, it's broken, but it's just a matter of replacing it.

"Open the gate."

At this moment, Odd Zhuo exhaled slightly.

In the morning, he had already used the spiritual energy of 6 reservoirs to improve his realm.

And now he's doing it again.

Raising the realm is also to increase the strength of one's physical body, so as to ensure that one's physical body will not be affected by the huge impact and collapse in the next offensive.

"It turned out to be a method of heaven." An excited smile appeared under the heavy helmet of the chariot.

Zhuo Yi did not disappoint him.

And now he also knew the reason why Sun died under Odd Zhuo's hands.

However, this level of improvement is only temporary, and the most taboo thing is to fight a procrastination war.

So when Chariot saw Odd Zhuo offering "Thirty-Three Paths of Vitality", he also made his own calculations in his heart.

That is to fight first, and if the situation is not good, choose a delaying tactic, and then fight back after Zhuo Yi's temporary boost effect disappears.

However, it is a pity that such wishful thinking.

Zhuo Yi didn't plan to leave it to Chariot at all.

At this moment, Odd Zhuo spread out his right hand, and a brown aura lit up from the mahogany sword in his right hand.

Then it attached to his whole body little by little!

When Jingke's sword energy enveloped Zhuo Yi's whole body, the coat formed by the sword energy was like the iron scales of a battle armor, floating one by one on the coat of his suit.

this sword...

Looking at this scene, Chariot couldn't help but sweat.

The mahogany sword that he looked down upon before actually brought him a huge oppressive force at this time.

Chariot couldn't help but feel that the armor on his body began to become heavier.

It's not because the armor has become heavier, but because his mental pressure has increased!

This is very similar to the stress response of a natural spirit beast encountering a natural enemy.

The spirit becomes tense in an instant.

Then, breathing will follow heavy.

Sweat began to ooze from the body surface.

Even, incontinence...

And Zhuo Yi, holding this heart-stirring mahogany sword, walked towards him step by step like a big Luo Jinxian who descended from the sky.

When he regained consciousness, Odd Zhuo was already less than three meters in front of the chariot.

Because of the fear in his heart, Chariot was surprised to find that there was a gap in his mind...which made him fragmented!

This is impossible!

How could he die here in a majestic chariot!

The envoy of the star position has clearly calculated it for him!

His winning rate is as high as 95%!

"Silver God! Hit them to death!"

Frightened, the chariot began to command the snow unicorn behind him.

However, what shocked the chariot was.

Xue Qilin just growled, but didn't follow his instructions.

Zhuo Yi could tell just how much Xue Qilin was struggling in his heart just by thinking about it.

Its body will is obviously still fighting fiercely with Void Spirit.

In addition, Xue Qilin has already sensed that the "enemy" it faces... is the master of the sword spirit!

It is a small sword spirit, how could it be possible to attack the master of the great sword spirit?

The strong desire to survive caused Xue Qilin's mental state to fall into a more collapsed situation, and it began to struggle with the spirits that invaded its body to compete for the will of the spiritual space.

Roar!

After the earth-shattering roar, Xue Qilin stepped out his front hooves!

But it wasn't for Zhuo Yi!

Its front hooves pressed hard on the top of the chariot!

"Damn...Damn thing! I am, your master! You are not afraid of contract backlash!"

Toydre would never have dreamed that such a thing would happen.

He couldn't figure out why his sword spirit didn't listen to him.

It would never have occurred to him why the sword spirit of the Silver God Great Sword turned his hand on himself, the master.

"It's your own fault."

At this time, Odd Zhuo raised the corners of his lips slightly.

In front of the master of the sword spirit, any identity of the sword master is invalid.

Those so-called sword spirit contracts are just a piece of waste paper!

"You should be free, Silver God."

Zhuo Yi looked at the frenzied Xue Qilin, raised his Jing Ke, and gently waved it towards the void.

In just an instant, the sword spirit contract between Yinshen and Chariot was cut off directly.

The roaring stopped immediately, and the whole world returned to silence.

Losing the contract, Xue Qilin instantly turned into particles of light, and it is no longer anyone's "slave".

Instead, it returns to become the spirit of all things, waiting for a new round of masters worthy of its wholehearted entrustment to appear.

Zhuo Wei's sword.

Let the contract become waste paper, and also wiped out the ethereal spirit attached to Xue Qilin's body with a single sword.

Forcefully cut the contract.

The astonishing force of backlash was instantly fed back to Chariot himself, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the condition of the chariot could not be described as tragic.

After being trampled by the snow unicorn, half of his body fell into the soil, and now his body has suffered internal injuries again.

The outcome of the battle is already very clear.

Odd Zhuo sneered, looking at the chariot's distressed appearance, he still had no pity in his heart.

He swung his sword.

Only a tiny bit of Jing Ke's power was exerted.

The indestructible sword energy completely disintegrated the armor of the chariot on the spot.

"This layer of armor is your shame clothes. Now you, I have torn off even your underwear."

Zhuo Yi stared at the ground, showing the terrified chariot, and said calmly, "By the way, my sword also cut off your spiritual root."

...

The whole process took less than 2 minutes in total, and the battle was over.

On the tall building on the other side, the envoy of Xingxing exclaimed: "This is impossible! What the hell is this!"

He is frightened by the huge variables of the deduction.

"What did you figure out..."

The envoy of the moon is also amazed at this moment.

She saw that Odd Zhuo only used two swords to solve the battle.

The envoy of Xing Xing also spat out a mouthful of blood at this time: "I saw the mahogany sword in Zhuo Yi's hand... and the scabbard of this sword..."

He saw the scene of Odd Zhuo entering the No. 60 Middle School with a Jingke in his left hand and a white sheath in his right hand.

But it was just a peep.

A flashback in time!

His entire spirit suffered a terrifying backlash, and he went blind in one eye!

"The mahogany sword, and the scabbard? What are you talking about?"

"These two things have greatly reversed the situation and increased Zhuo Yi's winning rate!"

The Star Messenger couldn't believe the data he had calculated.

20000000000% winning rate...

This is like holding a father in the left hand, a mother in the right hand, and a grass (a kind of plant) lying in the heart...