The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1255: Chapter 1254, the Sword of fate

Translator: 549690339

The Star Envoy would never dream that the battle would end before it had even begun.

Mother Teresa was an honest person. She had actually heard the sound of star vomiting blood, but when she thought about how star had told her not to turn back, she still stayed where she was.

“Star, are you okay...”to be honest, she was very nervous.

As one of the foundation’s envoys, she could only watch helplessly as an envoy was seriously injured before officially joining the battlefield. This feeling made Teresa feel very complicated.

Was this Odd Zhuo a monster?

“If you need my help, just ask. I know some healing methods,”Teresa said.

In fact, she wasn’t a combat-type, but a support-type wet nurse. In the wet nurse world, she was even known as the “Mother of All Stars.”.

“There’s no need... you can’t help me...”Xing Xing said weakly. He had already taken the tonic that he carried with him.

However, this medicine would at most help him recover from his internal injuries.

The damage to his vision was probably irreversible.

His right eye went blind, and the remaining left eye was about 2,000 degrees of nearsightedness. It was almost no different from being blind.

Now that the emissary with the star position had opened his eyes, there was only a chilling light left in his left eye.

He had spent hundreds of years refining this pair of eyes to peer into the secrets of the heavens, but he hadn’t expected them to suffer such a devastating blow in an instant.

He had even expected odd zhuo to be a little strange, so he didn’t dare look at him any longer.

He had only flashed back and glanced at him.

In the end, he had fallen to such a state.

“There’s only trial and fate left...”Teresa sighed.

He felt that the emissary of the position of Fool was also an expert, but he didn’t know why the emissary of trial had suddenly excluded him.

But Teresa knew very well that the best way for her to survive in the foundation was to not ask too many questions.

Just go with the flow.

Back then, she had only joined the foundation for the sake of the high reward the foundation had offered her.

It was the wisest decision to protect herself for the sake of the reward.

So when she saw that the tank in front of her was seriously injured, she had no intention of helping it.

Odd Zhuo was too terrifying; going up at this time would be suicide.

Nowadays, it was basically up to one person to judge the foundation.

Teresa didn’t think it was necessary to risk her life to save a tank.

She even felt that Odd Zhuo had fought well!

This scum who treated women like toys should learn a lesson, shouldn’t he?

..

At that moment, the tank was completely naked and buried in the ground.

He was already crippled.

His spirit root had been severed by Odd Zhuo, and he had lost all of his realms.

In addition to his heavily injured body, even an ordinary person could now give him one last stab.

And now, tank had clearly gone mad.

The double blow to his body and spirit made it impossible for him to accept what was happening in front of him.

“I’m an immortal... I really am an immortal...”he kept mumbling these words, his eyes already absent-minded.

After this matter was over, tank would probably spend the rest of his life in a mental hospital.

Odd Zhuo felt that this was the best punishment for dealing with such a person.

At the same time, he was once again amazed by Jingke’s terrifying power.

Apart from the sword spirit master, probably no other sword spirit in the world could cut off a spirit root without injuring a life

If an ordinary cultivator’s spirit root was cut off, they would definitely die.

At that moment, Odd Zhuo heard a few scattered claps outside the school gate.

He looked up and saw a man in a black cloak approaching him.

The man clapped his hands as he walked into No. 60 high school.

He took off his big hood, and Odd Zhuo saw a black mask with the word “Life”written in red on it.

Judging from the color of his hair, he seemed to be Asian.

The book of Sage Immortal had sent Odd Zhuo almost all the information on the foundation’s emissaries.

This included “Xu Bai”from the judgment seat.

But only this emissary from the seat of Fate, the book of Sage Immortal, was still under investigation.

At that moment, the emissary from the seat of fate appeared.

Odd Zhuo was also trying to guess his identity.

Judging from the color of his hair, this person seemed to be Asian.

“You’re from Huaxiu Nation?”

“Director Zhuo is indeed smart.”

Under the fate mask, the Messenger of fate spoke; it was obvious that his voice had changed.

This messenger of fate seemed to be concealing his identity.

“I didn’t expect that the ambassadors of the foundation weren’t all foreigners,”Odd Zhuo said. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

Holding Jingke in his hand, he was already ready for battle.

Odd Zhuo: “Are you here for war chariots and for revenge? Let’s begin.”

“Let me say this first: I’m not here for war chariots. I’m here to fight for myself.”

Fate’s emissary said, “Before war chariots came, I already expected this situation. It’s just that it’s a little more tragic than I imagined.”

Listening to Fate’s words, Odd Zhuo felt that this person’s tone was a little familiar, as if he had heard it before, but he couldn’t tell who exactly this person was.

“You said you were fighting for yourself?”

Odd Zhuo wasn’t in a hurry to make a move; he wanted to get more information out of fate.

“I like this wooden sword of yours. If you give it to me, not only will you be able to avoid a battle, but you’ll also be able to keep your own life.”Wearing a life mask, he said these words with incomparable calmness, but it was different from tank and snake’s boundless conceit; it was as if victory was really in his grasp.

“Snake and tank died in my hands. Are you confident that you can win against me?”Odd Zhuo looked at him,

this messenger of fate was like tank; his aura was pure and hadn’t been invaded by the ethereal spirit.

But with his experience fighting tank, Odd Zhuo was also on guard against the magic artifacts that fate might use.

The people in the foundation were all crazy.

Who knew if fate had injected an ethereal spirit into his magic artifact.

“Don’t worry, I’m not the same as a lowlife like chariots. I have real skills.”The Messenger of fate took a step forward at this moment.

Then he took out his weapon, which was an emerald-green bamboo. The head of the bamboo was very sharp, like a sharp blade.

Under the dim light, its entire body emitted a luster like amber glass.

Odd Zhuo instantly raised his guard.

The Great Way was the simplest.

The simpler a weapon looked, the more powerful it might be.

Wasn’t the peach wood sword in his hand such an existence?

“Do you know about the Sword of fate, director Zhuo?”At that moment, the messenger of fate raised his head, he looked at Odd Zhuo. “I have a feeling that the sword of fate in my hand might have come from the same place as the Peach Wood Sword in your hand.”

As soon as he said this, he disappeared into thin air.

In a flash, he had actually appeared behind Odd Zhuo in an instant!

“Your reaction was too slow, director Zhuo, but you were stabbed by me; this is also fate.”

As soon as he said this, the bamboo sword immediately pierced through the sword Qi wrapped around Odd Zhuo’s body and stabbed towards his kidney!

He felt a foreign object invade him from behind, and fresh blood dripped down from the bamboo tip.

“It can actually Pierce Lord Jingke’s sword qi...”

Odd Zhuo was secretly shocked. He gritted his teeth and pulled his body out.

“No, it’s not piercing, it’s ignoring.”

Jingke’s voice rang out from inside Odd Zhuo’s body at this moment.

“Ignoring the sword qi? What the hell is this thing...”

Odd Zhuo was even more astonished when he heard Jingke’s words.

Jingke’s voice was calm. “It’s fine. I’ve merged with the white scabbard, so I can beat it up.”

They were finally going to merge.

Odd Zhuo nodded.

Enduring the pain of his kidney being pierced, he inserted the peach wood sword into the scabbard.