My Right Eye Mutated

Waking up, a wisp of black smoke flickered before his right eye.

Is it floaters?

The black smoke transformed into a number—0%.

Has it mutated?

The black smoke transformed ...

Chapter 441 This is a dream!

One sword kills all the people in the nineteen states!

A look of genuine determination and indomitable spirit appeared on Zhou Buzhou's face.

The Zhanlu sword held tightly in his right hand kept ringing.

His eyes slowly swept across the entire Zhanlu sword.

He raised his head again and looked at the hundred or so yellow-haired and blue-eyed Mitya Venerables in front of him, especially the one with the most powerful aura who was at the peak of the fifth-order mid-stage Venerable Realm.

That is the biggest threat and the existence closest to the Great Venerable!

Qin Ge walked forward slowly, and he seemed to be shouting in his heart:

Can this sword break the sky? !

Can this sword knock down the Heaven's Gate?!

His slowly moving footsteps suddenly accelerated, and his figure moved as fast as a phantom.

Then, the dark yellow light exploded in an instant, and in just a moment, the entire world seemed to be filled with this dark yellow light.

At the same time, the thousand-fold increase in the world rate truly showed the appearance of the world rate, and was no longer just a hint of the world rate as before.

And under the sword light that chilled the nineteen states, or in other words, the sword that killed the nineteen states, Zhou Buzhou's speed exceeded the speed of sound by more than two times in an instant.

In just a blink of an eye, Zhou Buzhou had appeared above the sky of the Teya Venerable Realm, which was over a hundred meters away.

However, this speed of twice the speed of sound might be enough to prevent even the Sage Realm from reacting in time. However, for more than one hundred Venerable Realm cultivators, although twice the speed of sound was a speed they could hardly reach, it was not enough to prevent them from even being able to react.

More than one hundred Venerable Realm masters took action together.

Everyone has their own unique fighting skills in their hands.

There is a long sword that supports the heaven and earth like a pillar of heaven, and it is completely sunk into the ground like a sword in the stone.

A strange figure also appeared, connecting the sky and the earth, spanning the entire world, as if filling the entire world.

There are also various weird and strange fighting skills, but without exception, these hundreds of unique fighting skills have the height of the three realms of artistic conception, and various artistic conceptions bloom among them.

At the same time, a wave of energy that shocked everyone enveloped the city.

The energy tide became more and more violent.

In an instant, the entire peanut stew was completely turned into ruins, annihilated by the crazy energy tide!

Just at this moment, a questioning look flashed in Zhou Buzhou's eyes.

Can this sword destroy the 107 venerable realm masters here?

A long-lost number appeared in his right eye - but it was not zero percent, nor was it one hundred percent.

But it's four numbers that jump continuously!

98%.

94%.

72%.

94%.

It’s not certain, but the probability is still high.

The questioning look in Zhou Buzhou's eyes faded, replaced by an extremely determined and indifferent look.

There is nothing 100% perfect in the world.

As long as you have 50%, or even just 1%, you can give it your all!

But you can't just fight blindly.

Zhou Buzhou's spiritual power instantly appeared in the minds of the more than 300 people who were bounded by the Kun Gua: "I may not be able to kill everyone with one sword, and there may be fish that slip through the net. Be prepared!"

The speed of mental communication is as fast as lightning.

When everyone received Zhou Buzhou's message and just when everyone was ready, a dark yellow light exploded from Zhou Buzhou's side.

The extremely violent force, wrapped in the cold and ruthless world rate, suddenly swept across the entire Peanut Stew area within a radius of 300 miles.

A scream of agony came from it.

Phrases like "awkward," "sh*t," and "fuck you" kept popping up.

Then, the dark yellow light dissipated completely.

The world before my eyes truly became clean at this moment.

The body is gone.

The ruins are gone.

Even the more than one hundred extremely powerful auras disappeared completely.

Li Changfeng and others were shocked.

It was also the first time that Wang Xue truly realized the gap in strength between her and Zhou Buzhou.

In the past, even if Zhou Buzhou wiped out tens of thousands of coalition forces from hundreds of countries with one move, she didn’t think there was much difference between her and Zhou Buzhou, because if there was enough time, she was confident that she could also kill enemies at the sage level.

Later, Zhou Buzhou showed his combat power that could rival the Venerable Realm, but she still didn't care. Men are supposed to be stronger than women!

But at this moment, a single sword strike wiped out 107 Venerable Realm cultivators, especially one who was at the peak of the fifth-order mid-stage, a powerful being incomparably close to the Great Venerable Realm...

Wang Xue really realized the gap between them.

She was depressed for a moment, but soon, a blazing flame bloomed in her strong eyes.

She will be stronger too!

Of course!

But at this moment, Zhou Buzhou, who was already exhausted, changed his expression slightly.

Li Changfeng and more than 300 others were all terrified.

They felt the emergence of an extremely powerful aura, it was an extremely powerful aura that suddenly appeared as if something dead had come back to life!

That was an aura that surpassed the initial and middle stages of the Venerable Realm!

The Venerable Mitya, who is at the peak of the middle stage of the fifth level, is not dead yet!

Extremely thick true energy and mental power swept over.

Li Changfeng's face was extremely pale. He had long been at the end of his strength. He was even weaker than Zhou Buzhou at this moment. He was in a state that even an ordinary three-year-old baby could easily understand.

Yang Zimei, who had just woken up, struggled to concentrate on the idea of Tianjian Qisha, but as soon as I said the two words, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

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