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Chapter 898 Not worthy of being a city lord

The disappearance of Baidi left Xu Ming at a loss. He wanted to find it, but the myriad worlds and nine states were so vast that he couldn't find it so easily even if he wanted to.

What's more, Baidi mastered the way of reincarnation of life and death, so he couldn't find his whereabouts for a while.

Therefore, in the immediate delay, it is better to find Zhou Tingshan, the ancestor of the Zhou family, otherwise Zhou Fuhai's life may be at stake.

Zhou Fuhai's fate?
As soon as Xu Ming thought of this, he seemed to have thought of something. Zhou Tingshan lost his physical body, the first thing he wanted at this moment was a body with similar strength and cultivation as his own, and it was obvious that Zhou Fuhai, who possessed the sudden snow gun, was His best bet.

Thinking of this, it seems that Fuhai City is a place Xu Ming has to go to, and Zhou Fuhai's life is also what he values ​​most.

With this thought in mind, Xu Ming also used his cultivation to hurry in the turbulent flow of space.

But at this moment, Fuhai City was already engulfed in flames.

I saw two figures like demon gods shining brightly in the flames. Countless houses in Fuhai City also collapsed because of the fight between the two. Before that, many people had already seen the situation and fled from Fuhai City.

This did not lead to a catastrophe, and at this moment Zhou Tingshan also spoke loudly.

"The majestic city lord of Fuhai City has only this ability. It seems that your position as the city lord is really not worthy of the name!"

"Hmph, what are you talking about, the ancestor of the Zhou family? I think you are probably a deceitful person."

Zhou Fuhai, who was influenced by Zhou Xiaodie's daily life, didn't suffer at all when it came to speaking.

It's just that he also had to admit that Zhou Tingshan, who claimed to be the ancestor of the Zhou family, was indeed more cultivated than himself.

If he hadn't relied on that incomplete formation to resist with difficulty, he would have been defeated and died within a hundred moves.

Although the top-grade spirit stones in Fuhai City had been greatly supplemented by Xu Ming's generous gift, the duel of moves between the two in a blink of an eye was more than the consumption of the monster clan's siege of the city.

And going on like this is not an option after all, as time goes by, the best spirit stones in Fuhai City will eventually disappear.

Once that time comes, the only way for him to die is to die.

But Zhou Tingshan's attack at this moment is obviously a bit of a tease, and the shadows of countless guns complement each other and destroy the inherent buildings of Fuhai City inch by inch.

After the two of them destroyed most of Fuhai City, Zhou Tingshan didn't intend to drag on with him, a junior who has passed through thousands of years.

When Zhou Feihai looked at Feihai City, which was mostly destroyed, his heart felt like a knife was cutting through him.

Although he didn't want to admit that Zhou Tingshan might be the leader of the Zhou family thousands of years ago, he couldn't be fooled by everything in front of him.

It turns out that the broken formation of Fuhai City can only resist foreign enemies, but it has no effect at all for people like Zhou Tingshan who have the blood of the Zhou family.

Although Zhou Fuhai, the city lord, was still able to draw with him due to the power of the formation, but with the passage of time and Zhou Tingshan's fiercer attacks, it was only a matter of time before he lost.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Tingshan struck again, and Zhou Fuhai didn't even have time to see the mystery clearly in a flash of cold light, he just felt a huge force impacting on the sharp snow spear in his hand.

Although he intends to resist, but his own cultivation level is not enough to fulfill his wish, even with the help of formations, it will be a drop in the bucket.

Zhou Fuhai fell into the ruined Fuhai City like a kite with a broken thread.

Blood snakes overflowed from his mouth and nose, his right arm was already limp, and it was obvious that he was severely injured, and his lungs were whistling like a broken bellows.

The temples on both sides seemed to be about to explode, and the power exerted by the real Zhou Tingshan was indeed beyond Zhou Fuhai's control.

The original stalemate between the two of them, the winner was almost decided with a single move.

The sharp spear Suxue that was held tightly by Zhou Fuhai had already dropped three inches into the ground.

The fact that the winning ticket was in his hands made Zhou Tingshan feel dull all of a sudden. He was not excited because the Zhou family failed to emerge a top powerhouse that he could see for a thousand years.

Even the current Zhou Fuhai, in his eyes, is just a paper tiger who can only pretend to be a tiger.

After losing the formation, he couldn't even block his own move.

Zhou Tingshan couldn't help flashing Xu Ming's face when he thought of this.

Although he was defeated by this person, Zhou Tingshan still hoped in his heart that his Zhou family could produce such a top expert, that would be great.

It's okay to think about it, but reality is reality after all.

At this moment, Zhou Fuhai, who was barely standing up, had almost all the meridians in his body broken, and the flow of spiritual energy was already very difficult.

Not to mention fighting back, it was extremely difficult for him to even breathe at this moment.

It's just that the look in his eyes is still full of fighting spirit, which is also the stubbornness in Zhou Fuhai's bones.

This is also the most important reason why Zhou Tingshan didn't kill him right away.

If Zhou Fuhai was a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, he would have met Hades already by now.

"It's a bit tough, but it's a pity that you are not worthy to be the lord of this sea-covering city."

Hearing this, Zhou Fuhai sneered like a wounded beast.

"Hmph, I'm not worthy. Don't tell me you, an executioner who treats other people's lives like nothing, deserves to be the city lord?"

Facing Zhou Fuhai's questioning, Zhou Tingshan only showed a smile on his face.

In his view, those ordinary lives are just a microcosm of the reincarnation of heaven.

There is no difference between dying today and dying tomorrow.

If you insist on saying yes, I am afraid it will be the difference between sooner and later.

"I don't have your sophistry ability, but after I accept your body, you will know what I think in my heart!"

"dream!!!"

Zhou Fuhai wanted to blew himself up in a single thought, but before he blew himself up, a deathly pale look flashed across his face.

Directly, his whole body is completely restrained by a tremendous force. This kind of terrifying restraint is absolutely extraordinary.

Even Zhou Fuhai's thoughts were completely imprisoned. At this moment, he could only watch helplessly as Zhou Tingshan, the ancestor of the Zhou family from thousands of years ago, walked towards him step by step.

Of course Zhou Fuhai felt unwilling, but the rules of the Myriad Realms and Kyushu were like this.

Winners and losers, the weak eat the strong!
"Don't blame me, just blame your inferior skills!"

Seeing that Zhou Tingshan's hand couldn't help but say that it enveloped Zhou Fuhai's heavenly spirit.

However, at this critical moment, only the sound of "dang" was heard.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Tingshan flew back uncontrollably, and in front of him was a frightening bloody light, which was wrapping a terrifying sword edge, and struck him in the face.

Flying sword killing technique! !
Divine soldier, broken soul!
At this critical moment, Xu Ming finally arrived.

Looking at Fuhai City, which looked like ruins in front of him, and Zhou Fuhai, who was extremely miserable.

Xu Ming's anger was almost overwhelming.

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(End of this chapter)