A Billion Times Draw a Sword

I thought it would take a long time, but what Shen Houbai didn't expect was... In less than an hour, he completed the strongest viscera refining.

At this time, Shen Houbai...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

When he rushed to the last ninth floor of the ninety-five stone steps... his heart was not beating as fast as before.

At this time, even if he came to the ninth floor, the beating frequency of his heart was still stable.

But... the gap between the nine-fold king and the three-fold king is not so easy to fill.

'clang'.

With the sound of the golden weapons clashing, a scene that surprised everyone present appeared, the rickety old man caught Shen Houbai's knife with only one hand.

It wasn't even a hand, but the index finger and thumb, pinching Wuying's blade.

"Jie Jie!"

Looking at Shen Houbai who came in front of him, looking at the Moluo mask on Shen Houbai's face, the crooked old man said with a sly smile.

"Not bad, it's fast!"

"However, what surprised me even more is... how can you have the strength of the stellar energy that rivals the eighth level of the King?"

"With such intensity, can your physical body bear it?"

Before Shen Houbai could say anything, with a flick of his fingertips, Shen Houbai flew out with a knife, until he was smashed to the wall around the platform just like the Marquis Martial Artist just now. so far.

Fortunately, Shen Houbai has now completed the strongest skin refining, the strongest bone tempering, and the strongest visceral refining, so he was not directly smashed into flesh like the Marquis Martial Artist just now, but he was just embedded in the wall .

However, Shen Houbai still made a 'poof', and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Shen Houbai was not dead, the eyes of the stooped old man couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

"It didn't die!"

"Now I finally understand why the ghost was killed by you. You are indeed a bit powerful."

"It's much more powerful than these so-called sixth and seventh kings."

“In the parlance of this era, it’s ‘you own the capital’.

"If you are given some time to grow up, even if you can't become an emperor, you can still become a quasi-emperor."

"It's a pity...you came to a place you shouldn't have come!"

"However, it's okay, if you use someone like you who owns imperial resources to refine, I believe it should speed up the process of refining."

"The capital of the emperor...the capital of the emperor". Hearing the old man's words, Mojin Pavilion Master had a look of shock on his face.

If ordinary people say that, the master of the Golden Pavilion will definitely take it as a joke. After all, whoever owns the "dizi" is not strictly protected. , That is the future of any power, whether it is a big power or a small power, but the strength of the crooked old man in front of him is obviously stronger than them by several levels, so what he said can definitely be used as a reference.

"It's no wonder he was able to kill Master Xu. It turns out...it turns out that this is an existence with 'Emperor Assets'."

Prince Yang Xuanji's treasure-hunting team did not leave after Shen Houbai killed Xu Yi, because they were still lucky, and there was no hope for meat. After all, there was no platform like Xu Yi's seven-fold king seal, and they couldn't grab the hidden treasure. Bao Ge and the other two joined forces, but there should be hope for some broth, so they stayed.

But what surprised these people was just the beginning...

"Oh, you actually hurt me!"

The astonishment on the stooped old man's face has turned into an accident, because he just discovered that there was a hole in the tattered sleeve of one of his arms, and there was a scratch on the shriveled arm inside the hole.

"If you don't pay attention, you really don't know!"

"You actually have three pieces of imperial weapons..."

The rickety old man is really powerful, even though Shen Houbai shut off the aura of the imperial soldiers, the rickety old man still found out that Shen Houbai possessed three pieces of imperial soldiers.

"What?"

"He has three imperial weapons?"

Possessing imperial assets has already shocked the owner of the Mojin Pavilion, but...

"No... no, you have four pieces of imperial weapons!"

The rickety old man uttered an astonishing statement again.

"That mirror... should be the space-time mirror of one of the Twelve Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers."

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The crooked old man couldn't help but "tsk-tsk-amazed" and said: "To be honest...you are more like a treasure map than the 'treasure map' I gave them."

"Extreme...extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers!"

Swish, at this moment...all the people present couldn't help gasping while their eyes widened.

For them, not to mention the extreme emperor soldiers, it is the ordinary emperor soldiers. The last one is enough to make them ecstatic, let alone three more, but this is not the most terrifying thing. Shen Houbai still has a fourth imperial weapon, and it is also the most terrifying ultimate imperial weapon...

"What the hell is this man?"

Inevitably, all the people present were puzzled by Shen Houbai's identity, because even those emperors might not have the extreme emperor soldiers, but now they appear in the hands of a king warrior, how can this not surprise them , no doubts.

'Crash'.

Shen Houbai struggled out of the human-shaped hole in the wall, and as the stone chips fell behind him, Shen Houbai 'quack' twisted his neck.

Although he spit out a mouthful of blood, Shen Houbai didn't seem to be injured in any way.

"Papa Papa".

At this moment, with the gushing of Gang Qi on Shen Houbai's body, his clothes began to rattle.

"Oh, it looks like you still want to continue?"

Feeling the strong energy in Shen Houbai's body, the stooped old man said sarcastically.

Shen Houbai didn't respond to the crooked old man, but only had a more intense murderous look, and the face of the evil spirit behind Shen Houbai...

"The system...turns on proxy playing mode".

Shen Houbai said heartily.

"System prompt: The host has turned on proxy mode."

"System prompt: Substitute strike mode consumes 10 million sword draws per minute, is the host sure?"

Since the last time the system started the experience of 'Dimensional Slash', Shen Houbai's system has added a 'substitute attack mode'.

However, because it needs to consume 10 million sword draws per minute, Shen Houbai has never been able to use it, or can't use it, but now Shen Houbai thinks he can use it...

"System prompt: Since the number of sword draws by the host is less than 10 million times, the advance consumption needs to be consumed 15 million times per minute, and the interest will be 50%. Confirm again, whether to use proxy strike."

"use!"

"System prompt: The proxy playing mode is on, and the system will control the use of the main body in the next time."

The moment the system sound fell, Shen Houbai disappeared in place...

"It's useless...you and I are far behind!"

The rickety old man flicked his fingers in disdain, but... just when he was about to 'play' Shen Houbai again, and flicked Shen Houbai with his fingers, Shen Houbai disappeared again.

next second...

"snort!"

With a muffled grunt, the disdain on the stooped old man's face disappeared.

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ps: Thanks to the old iron 'I want you to die three thousand his father' for the reward and support! Thank you so much! !

I will write a chapter and another chapter in the future, Buddhist, woof woof.