Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

"Emperor Jiang..." Xuan Meng was about to speak when he was suddenly stopped by Zhan Hongying beside him.

Seeing Jiang Chen suddenly fall into deep thought, all the experts at the scene became extremely nervous.

After all, it involves the life and death of so many powerful people in the Holy Church, and it all depends on Jiang Chen's thoughts.

At this moment, Hui Mei suddenly appeared from the air, rushed in front of Sheng Mei, and knelt on one knee.

"Reporting to Ancestor Shengmei, the Shenghui tribe's army has assembled and is awaiting orders."

"Don't wait for my order." Sheng Mei pointed at Jiang Chen with her chin: "He is the commander here who can really decide life and death with one glance. Listen to his orders."

Hui Mei, who was kneeling on one knee, was stunned for a moment, then turned towards Jiang Chen.

Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Chen finally spoke.

"If there is a chance of survival of five out of ten, I will do as you say."

As soon as he finished speaking, he spread out his hands, and most of the purple-gold sacred light that filled the void immediately fell down, along the huge wall of the City of Despair, forming a wall of light and gas that went straight into the void, encircling all the powerful men of the Holy Church on the battlefield.

At the same time, several rays of holy light passed through the crowd of powerful Holy Church warriors and immediately destroyed all the buildings in the City of Despair, including palaces, pavilions, and palace buildings, all of which were razed to the ground.

Seeing such extraordinary magical powers, all the powerful Saint Church members in the City of Despair were shocked and huddled together.

When the smoke and dust cleared, this huge city of despair had once again turned into a flat, uncovered martial arts arena, or a gladiatorial arena.

More importantly, one of the largest divine lights split all the powerful Saints in the Colosseum into two halves, forming a bottomless chasm on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the powerful representatives such as Xiong Lu behind Sheng Mei suddenly became anxious.

"What, what does this mean?"

"Yeah, splitting a person in half, what's the purpose of that?"

"What a magical power, but I just don't understand it."

"Just tell us directly whether we should live or die, why bother with all the bells and whistles?"

Hearing their angry shouting, Xiong Lu, the leader, immediately waved his hand to interrupt them and came to Sheng Mei.

"Sheng Mei, this is..."

"This is their last chance." Sheng Mei said word by word: "Only half of the people can survive on the battlefield, but neither you nor I know which half."

Seeing that Xiong Lu was about to speak anxiously, Sheng Mei interrupted him again.

“Xiong Lu, I have risked my reputation and tried my best. This evil star is stronger than your leader Shen Weifan, but he is smarter, more vicious, and more ruthless than your leader Shen Weifan.”

Seeing Sheng Mei's apologetic and helpless eyes, Xiong Lu instantly understood something and slowly closed his eyes.

After all, he was one of the ten great generals under the command of Shen Weifan, and was smarter than other powerful Saints.

At this moment, several powerful representatives from the rear came up again, demanding explanations from Sheng Mei and Xiong Lu, and some even said they wanted to return to the powerful men of the Holy Church and live and die with them.

These words completely pissed off Sheng Mei, and she roared like a lion, immediately subduing them.

"You all want to go back and die, right? Sure, you can go back now and die with them."

Hearing this, several powerful representatives were bewildered and looked at each other.

It was at this time that Xiong Lu slowly turned around and looked directly at them.

"None of us belong to any of the Holy Church's tribes. Even if we go back, who are you going to help or kill?"

Several powerful representatives were stunned again and speechless.

"Five out of ten, this is the best result that Sheng Mei has fought for them. As disciples and warriors of the Holy Church, dying on the battlefield is glorious. I believe they don't want to die at the hands of the same strong man, right?"

"Of course, if any of you old brothers want to go back and live and die with them, I, Xiong Lu, will accompany you without any complaints. The worst that can happen is that I will never see the leader again."

This last sentence was the real killer move, so much so that several representatives of the Holy Church's powerful men lowered their heads in frustration at the same time.

"Have you had enough of the excitement?" Jiang Chen suddenly asked impatiently, "If you have, go and host it."

These words were obviously directed at Sheng Mei.

With a resentful look at Jiang Chen, Sheng Mei winked at Xiong Lu, then took off into the air with several powerful representatives and hovered over the City of Despair.

Facing the gazes of all the powerful Saint Church members, they clenched their fists and fell into extreme unwillingness.

But what if I'm unwilling?

In the face of absolute strength, all dignity, backbone, face and fearlessness of death are just jokes.

"Emperor Jiang has issued an order." Finally, Sheng Mei spoke in a clear voice: "Among all the Saint Church strongmen, five out of ten will survive. You must fight each other to determine who is the best. Only the half that survive at the end will be qualified to live."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar among the group of powerful Saint Church members. Curses and roars were heard one after another. All the powerful Saint Church members were completely enraged.

Kill each other?

It’s not that they haven’t done that before, but when it comes to the interests of different ethnic groups, they will treat each other as opponents and kill them.

But now, being driven by a guy outside the Holy Church to kill each other is simply a great shame.

"Brothers, they don't regard us as gods. Let's fight together."

Suddenly, an old man with sideburns in the crowd roared angrily.

In an instant, tens of thousands of powerful Saint Religion figures followed.

However, the moment the old man with sideburns took the lead and led tens of thousands of powerful Saint Religion warriors into the air, they were immediately hit mercilessly by the sacred purple-gold light in the void.

Thick purple-gold lightning bolts, accompanied by countless sword rains, came crashing down. In just a blink of an eye, they were struck to pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Looking at the blood mist spreading all over the sky and the broken limbs and arms falling one after another, the powerful men of the Holy Church who were ready to try later were all stunned in horror.

"Are you stupid?" Xiong Lu finally couldn't help but roared: "If you survive half of it, at least you still have a 50% chance. If you really have to fight, none of you can survive. Aren't you going to settle the score?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, representatives of several other powerful Saint Church figures also echoed him.

"Brothers, stop fighting. In the face of absolute strength, fighting means death. Are you really willing to sacrifice your cultivation?"

"The path of cultivation is not easy. We are not like the Taoist Qi-cultivating beings who can reincarnate. Once we are shattered into pieces, we will be completely destroyed."

"Ancestor Sheng Mei has already promised that even if you survive, you will not lose your existing dignity, so what are you fighting for?"

After listening to the words of several representatives, the remaining large number of powerful Saint Church members began to look at each other in bewilderment.

They are fearless and brave, but that doesn't mean they want to fight against the enemy with an egg or seek death.

Since there is still a 50% chance of survival, why wouldn't they seize it?

Everyone thought so, and then turned around and looked at their companions on the other side of the chasm, their eyes gradually turning blood red.

They knew that only by killing the other party would they have a chance to survive, and only by surviving could they think of other ways.

After a while, as a group of powerful Saint Religion warriors roared and waved their weapons to rush across the chasm, the powerful Saint Religion warriors on the other side also rushed up with roars, and a bloody life-and-death battle suddenly broke out.