"Ye Chen, is it your Amaterasu Kuai or my Flying Thunder God Kuai?"
As the ethereal sound of silence resounded throughout the world, everyone watching the battle was stunned for a moment, and their minds were in a trance for a moment, because Ye Chen and Shenchao Shengzi were still standing in the sky where they were, and they had never moved at all.
"What... happened before?" Someone said in shock.
"That's fighting with the mind." A person with advanced cultivation said leisurely, "What surprised me is that their battle with the mind can actually let us see that the cultivation of the two of them is far beyond the I’ll wait and see.”
"Both of them are testing, but in the previous battle of thoughts, Ye Chen seems to have been at a disadvantage." Someone murmured, "Both of them are killing blows before and after. He probably can't escape."
"You underestimate the Holy Lord of Heaven too."
"Warm-up is over." Amid the discussion, God smiled faintly at the Holy Son, his dead eyes shining with a sinister light.
"It's unnecessary." Ye Chen said lightly, shrunk down to an inch in one step and rushed to the Holy Son of God in an instant. He raised his hand and made a big seal. The big seal was as heavy as a mountain, and when it really fell, it crushed the empty sky. .
The Holy Son of God disappeared in an instant with his eyes filled with amusement, and then appeared again behind Ye Chen, striking out with a killing sword.
Ye Chen looked calm, moved out with one step, turned his hand and slapped his palm behind him. Although he did not hit Shenchao Shengzi, he forced Shenchao Shengzi out, but he disappeared in an instant.
"Walking like a shadow." Dachu Huangyan, who was standing in the sky, muttered, "If you use physical skills, Ye Chen will be weaker."
"But if we try to compete with strength, the Holy Son of God is far behind." Long Teng said leisurely, "This is the disadvantage of a killer. Once caught, one blow is enough to severely injure him or even kill him on the spot."
"Have you ever discovered that the Holy Son of God is very similar to Shen Xuanfeng."
"Since we are father and son, there will naturally be many similarities." Xiao Chen said lightly.
"It's not that kind of image." Zhou Tianyi muttered, "I have a strange feeling, that is, the images of the Holy Son of God and God King Shen Xuanfeng are somewhat beyond the boundaries of the eyes."
boom!
While several people were talking secretly, the entire sky collapsed and turned into a chaotic place like a crack in space.
Goodbye Ye Chen, he was already standing in the sky, motionless like a statue.
Between heaven and earth, the figure of the Holy Son of God disappeared. Except for a few people present, no one could catch his figure.
Does it remain unchanged despite all changes
In the crowd, Taixu Gulong glanced at the Shenchao Holy Son who was constantly changing directions, and his eyes fell on Ye Chen.
Zheng!
As soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Son of God came to Ye Chen's back like a ghost and slashed at Ye Chen's head with a sword.
Ye Chen turned slightly to the side, narrowly escaping the fatal blow from the sword.
The Holy Son of God disappeared again, like a ghost. Every time he disappeared, it was difficult to find his trace.
This secret technique of Shenchao Shengzi made many people with advanced cultivation experience feel cold on their backs. The killers were the most troublesome. Killers with backs like Shenchao Shengzi were even more difficult to guard against. That's all. Tongtian's movement skills are beyond their ability to resist.
"Is it worth it for the majestic Holy Lord of Heaven to stand there and defend himself after being forced to do so?" Some people were already sighing and clicking their tongues.
"With the secret technique of killing that goes with him like a shadow, Ye Chen remains unchanged and adapts to all changes."
"Today's Da Chu, this generation of people, can force him to be so defensive, then the Holy Son of God is enough to be proud of all the heroes."
"Ye Chen, this is not your style." Between heaven and earth, the faint laughter of the Holy Son of God resounded again. The sound was so ethereal that it alternated between east and west, south and north, making it difficult for people to find its source.
"I want to see how long you, a clown, can stay active." Ye Chen's voice was still calm.
"If you want to die so much, I'll help you." God smiled faintly at the Holy Son.
Zheng!
Before he finished speaking, the clang of swords sounded, and a black killing sword appeared without warning, approaching Ye Chen's eyebrows.
Ye Chen stood in the sky, like a monument, majestic and unmoved.
Zheng!
The clanking sound of the pitch-black killing sword was even louder, and the tip of the sword was surrounded by a faint light.
Three feet, two feet, one foot, nine inches, six inches...
Under the gaze of everyone, the sword of the Holy Son of God was infinitely close to Ye Chen's eyebrows.
Isn’t Ye Chen hiding
Seeing Ye Chen not evading, the spectators were immediately frightened.
Zheng!
Everything was happening between lightning and flint. Shen Chao's sword struck Ye Chen's forehead impartially.
However, what shocked everyone was that the domineering sword of the Son of God failed to break through Ye Chen's defense. The tip of the sword only penetrated half an inch between Ye Chen's eyebrows, but could not penetrate any further.
Hiss...!
This scene made the spectators gasp.
At this moment, they truly understood that Ye Chen could no longer dodge. This was because they had known that the Holy Son of God could not break through his defense!
The most shocked person was Shenchao Shengzi, whose eyes were full of shock. He never thought that his killing sword would be so vulnerable in Ye Chen's eyes, and even his defense could not be broken.
"If you don't borrow the power of Shen Xuanfeng, you are far behind." Ye Chen spoke, staring at the dark shadow formed by the Son of Shenchao, or more accurately, at the dead eyes of the Son of Shenchao.
Hearing this, God narrowed his eyes suddenly towards the Holy Son.
Ye Chen's words were full of profound meanings, and the words Shen Xuanfeng himself revealed too many secrets.
"Had he known that I was the Taoist body of the God King?" Shen Chao Holy Son frowned. This was something he had not expected.
Indeed, when he went to Nanchu to declare war on Ye Chen, he was burdened with 90% of Shen Xuanfeng's combat power.
But this time, until now, he had not borrowed the power of me, otherwise the previous sword would have been enough to penetrate Ye Chen's head.
boom!
Everything was still between lightning and flint, and the virtual sky with a radius of thousands of feet suddenly collapsed.
Ye Chen's heretical chaotic world suddenly appeared, crushing the sky, and once again forced out the Holy Son of God.
boom! boom! boom!
The Holy Son of God was knocked back, and every time he took a step back, the sky would roar.
At this time, his body was no longer like a black shadow, but a human figure, covered in black robes and a dark mask, surrounded by black aura. In every wisp of black aura, flesh lingered like this. Thunder and lightning appeared.
"If you want to see my Amaterasu, your fighting power is not enough." Ye Chen walked over step by step and looked at the Holy Son of God without squinting.
"Ye Chen, you are very strong." God sneered at the Holy Son.
"Why, without borrowing his power, can't you use the Flying Thunder God Art?" Ye Chen walked slowly, with a silent expression. To be more precise, he ignored the Holy Son of God. This is his powerful power. confidence.
"You surprised me." Shenchao Shengzi's eyes almost narrowed into a thin line, and he was already sure that Ye Chen knew his secret.
Suddenly, a thick black light soared into the sky from his Tianling Cap, knocking out a big hole in Miao Miao Xutian.
boom! Boom! Boom!
Dongling Cangyuan is in motion, the sky is covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder roar, and an unparalleled coercion that makes the world tremble erupts from the body of the Holy Son of God. The whole body is made up of Taoism connected with thunder runes. That is A kind of murderous aura that shocked the past and the present was displayed in this form.
In an instant, ice formed between the sky and the earth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the flowing air was frozen into ice slag.
This aura... Shen Xuanfeng!
The eyes of the descendants of kings and emperors flashed with sharp light at the same time, as if they had seen through something.
"That's it." Demon King Kui Yujiang stared at the Holy Son of God, "We transfer power to each other, he is a Taoist body."
"What a god Xuan Feng, he even deceived us." The demon king said coldly.
"It really surprised me." Dachu Huangyan took a deep breath.
"Who would have thought that the Holy Son of the Killer God is actually the body of the God King Shen Xuanfeng." Long Teng sighed.
"So... such a powerful murderous aura." The spectators on all sides looked pale, their legs were shaking, and they subconsciously stepped back. Even though they were far away, they were still suffocated by the murderous aura.
"Ninety percent of the fighting power of the God King." Ye Chen, who was walking in the sky, stopped slightly, and stopped three hundred feet away from the Son of God. This distance is the ultimate distance of the Flying Thunder God, and it is also Amaterasu's. extreme distance.
"Is my current fighting power feasible?" God took a step towards the Holy Son and disappeared silently.
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