The lord's army conquers the world

Chapter 1711 The Ghost Race
Everyone was taken aback by Zhao Fu's action, and they were a little puzzled, "Why is he a ghost race here to join in the fun? This is the sword of kings, a sacred object of a foreign race, it is not something that a foreign race can touch, no matter how strong it is use."

"Could it be that he doesn't know what the Sword of Kings is, so he foolishly stepped forward to try it? But judging by his appearance, he really doesn't know."

Someone kindly reminded, "This holy son belongs to our foreign race. It is called the Sword of Kings. Other races cannot touch it, or they will be attacked."

Hearing this, Zhao Fu responded flatly, but still walked forward.

This made the countless people present a little surprised. Now some people have reminded him, but why did he still come forward? Does he not believe what others say?Or do you think you are strong enough to pull out the Sword of Kings?

Some people seemed to see Zhao Fu's embarrassing appearance, and before he reached the side of the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings, they were directly sent flying by the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings.

However, this is also what he asked for!He thought that he could pull out the Sword of Kings with great power, and he was reminded that only foreigners could step forward and draw the sword.

All the people present looked at Zhao Fu making a fool of himself, because they didn't believe that a ghost clan could step forward and draw the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings.

The Nine Great Talents and those hidden terrifying figures also set their sights on Zhao Fu. They all knew how terrifying Zhao Fu's power was, and it was stronger than the Sun Elf. Wang Zhijian, but the key point is that he is not a foreigner.

Naturally, they also didn't believe that Zhao Fu could step forward to draw the sword. They had also stepped forward to draw the sword themselves, knowing that the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings was terrible.

Hu Baimei snorted softly, and said to Zhao Fu, "I already told you this guy, that is the sword of kings of our foreign race, you, a ghost race, are not qualified to draw a sword at all, why do you still have to go forward? Think we're going to lie to you?"

Medusa also reminded Zhao Fu, "This is the supreme sacred object of the foreign race. As a ghost race, you can't go forward and draw your sword. Maybe there is great danger, because as a supreme being of other races, you can step forward and draw the sword." Sacred objects are a very dangerous thing."

The lion man also said seriously, "Holy Son! There is nothing wrong with what you said. As a ghost clan holy son, if you go to pull out the holy relics of foreign races, you will definitely be violently repelled by the holy relics. Sometimes you will be extremely dangerous, maybe Lives are at stake."

Hearing these words, Zhao Fu chuckled and said, "I know, but I just want to go forward and try to see if I can pull out the sword."

The people around heard that Zhao Fu insisted on stepping forward to die, and thought that it would be fine to wait for him to make a fool of himself later on. They really didn't know what to do, so they told him not to go, but he still wanted to go, but it seemed that such a terrible person would make a fool of himself. A happy event can also be very rare.

Thinking of this, everyone smiled and waited for Zhao Fu to draw his sword.

Hearing Zhao Fu's words, the Sun Elf said in a cold voice, "Don't be too self-righteous, you are powerful, but it is a sacred object of a foreign race, you don't even have to try it, you don't even have the qualifications to draw a sword, how can you draw the Sword of Kings?" .”

"Also, if you step forward as the holy son of the ghost clan, if you trigger the Sword of Kings to react violently, and it wants to kill you, then no one will be able to save you. I don't think you died here before you were defeated by me. "

That blood-haired boy looked at Zhao Fu with a pair of eyes, and was still a little curious about Zhao Fu. He didn't know where Zhao Fu came from, and he also had the blood of a saint. Where he was, he had never heard of this person.

But the blood-haired boy didn't believe Zhao Fu could pull out the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings at all. As a holy son of a foreign race, he couldn't pull it out, so how could he, a holy son of a ghost race, pull it out.

The people on the stage were downcast, depressed, and had no confidence at all. They thought that the prophecy would come true and the second King of Kings would appear, but what made them desperate was that the Supreme Emperor Star could not do it, and even the Holy Son of a foreign race could not do it. Who else can draw a sword now?
At this time, when they saw Zhao Fu, a member of the ghost clan, coming forward, of course they didn't believe it, and some even said it mockingly.

"He, a ghost clan, can pull out the Sword of Kings. I wouldn't believe it even if he was killed. Waiting for him to be tortured by the Sword of Kings."

"Hahaha, a ghost clan stepped forward and pulled out the Sword of Kings. No one would believe this joke even if it was told."

"I feel that this person is looking for death, but the death of the holy son of the ghost clan may be of great benefit to our alien race, but it is also a great loss to the ghost clan."

"That's right! After all, he is a member of the ghost clan, not our race. His power is so terrifying, and he may be a great disaster to our race in the future. Maybe the Sword of Kings thinks the same way. It feels like that person will die if he steps forward."

"Sit back and wait for that person to make a fool of yourself, you're overestimating your capabilities!"

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Not only were the countless people in the stands like this, but some powerful forces on Zhao Fu's side also showed disbelief, and they affirmed in their hearts that Zhao Fu had pulled out the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings. , put yourself in danger.

Their favorability towards Zhao Fu also declined somewhat, and they thought that although Zhao Fu's blood was strong, his character was still immature and needed to be tempered.

Several teachers in the college couldn't believe it, and Zhao Fu, a ghost clan, stepped forward to draw the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings.

The old man of the bear clan frowned and said, "He is really a little arrogant this time, it is the sword of kings of the foreign race, it doesn't matter if the Tianjiao of the foreign race can try it, he is a holy son of the ghost clan. Before, maybe he will be beheaded by the Sword of Kings."

"The Sword of Kings is a sacred object of our alien race, and it will definitely stand on our side. If an ordinary foreigner wants to go forward and try, he will probably be knocked out, but he, a holy son of the ghost race, said Maybe it will kill this threat, and the Sword of Kings will definitely be enraged."

The goblin old man also nodded, "So many people have persuaded him, and he still wants to go forward and give it a try. Some people don't pay much attention to the sword of kings from other races, and they may be pampered in the Holy Kingdom for a long time, no Know that there are things in the world that even the Holy Kingdom doesn’t have.”

The serious middle-aged man said with some concern, "His identity is so terrifying. If he really died in the secret realm, the forces behind him will definitely attack. This is not a good thing for our academy."

The beautiful woman chuckled, "I don't think he will die so easily. You don't have to worry too much. He is a holy son after all. With such great luck, it is impossible for him to die so easily."

(End of this chapter)