Chapter 902 – The Blade Descends, Blue Clothes Soaked (1/2)
Chapter 902 – The Blade Descends, Blue Clothes Soaked
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The plateau instantly fell silent.
From the moment Bie Yanghong attacked, everyone, whether it was the South Stream Temple disciples, Gou Hanshi, or Hu Thirty-Two, stopped, no matter how concerned or nervous they were.
Bie Yanghong had issued a challenge to Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, which meant that he had recognized that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong working together could fight a battle with an expert of the Divine Domain.
Since this was a battle of equals, it required respect.
The string had already been severed, and only several inches of it remained on Bie Yanghong's pinkie finger. The little red flower drifted in the air, appearing like a rootless duckweed, somewhat delicate and pitiful.
Logically speaking, with Bie Yanghong's strongest move broken, the crowd should have viewed Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong with more optimism.
But after witnessing Bie Yanghong's punch, who would dare make this judgment?
More importantly, Bie Yanghong had used the supreme strength of the Divine Domain and his abundant experience to successfully break apart Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.
Now that Chen Changsheng was heavily injured, if he could not use the Unity Sword Art with Xu Yourong, how long could he last?
Everyone nervously watched, wanting to know what would happen next, upon which something completely unexpected occurred.
Somebody launched a sneak attack on Chen Changsheng.
This person was a true expert at the peak of Star Condensation.
The second-ranked Divine General of the Great Zhou, the White Tiger Divine General!
A cold and furious roar resounded through the plateau.
The White Tiger Divine General charged at Chen Changsheng's back, both hands on his spear as he stabbed at Chen Changsheng!
The spear flew through the air, bursting with power and savagery. It seemed intent on piercing straight through Chen Changsheng's body, even nailing him to the floor!
Chen Changsheng was severely wounded and slightly dazed. It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from Bie Yanghong's heaven-shaking fist.
This attack of the White Tiger Divine General was a spear that contained the sum of his entire life of cultivation. If it could pierce through Chen Changsheng's defenses, it would run straight through his Ethereal Palace.
At this moment, even if the Tianhai Divine Empress reincarnated or Wang Zhice suddenly appeared on the scene, he would be beyond saving.
At this moment, who could alter this course of events?
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A single blade.
Dropped from the sky.
Giving its answer.
This blade ignored the distance between the heavens and the earth, dropping straight from the sky to the plateau. With a bold demeanor, it slashed at the White Tiger Divine General's head!
Seeing this blade, everyone on the plateau realized who had come and immediately gasped in surprise.
Wang Po of Tianliang!
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The Prince of Xiang narrowed his eyes while his hands softly patted his belly fat that was somewhat discomfited by his belt. He did not strike, and he seemed to be thinking of something.
He had met Wang Po several days ago at Chicken Crow Mountain outside Wenshui City, and he had been anticipating his appearance today.
There were many people like the Prince of Xiang, just waiting for Wang Po to appear.
Wuqiong Bi was one of these. At the very beginning, right before she attacked Chen Changsheng, she had furiously yelled at the sky.
Wang Po had finally come.
He really did come!
Wuqiong Bi had been preparing for Wang Po's arrival the entire time.