Two blasts of power from the Great Dao drove back tens of thousands of the elite members of the Blood Clothes Sect. Such an unbelievable scene.
Everyone felt incredible, unheard of, and unseen.
"This...how is this possible!"
Can Minghuo and other senior officials of the Blood Clothes Sect retreated far away and looked at this scene, their faces were pale and they said tremblingly.
With his long hair flying, Xiao Chen exuded the pressure of Tao, which was clearly simple. There is neither a gorgeous aura nor a bright light on his body, but when he stands there, people dare not look directly at him.
"It's so scary. How on earth could it be done?"
The other warriors who were driven away by the Blood Clothes Sect were shocked and a little confused when they saw this scene.
Why is this happening
The previous momentum was like a rainbow, and the murderous aura of tens of thousands of blood-clothed sect elites made people's hearts tremble. Why did it fall apart with Xiao Chen's two soft drinks, vomiting blood and becoming a complete failure.
Emperor Wu's momentum can suppress the weak and achieve the same effect.
But everyone knows that Xiao Chen's two soft drinks are completely different from the so-called momentum. First, the momentum needs to be accumulated, and the opponent must be much weaker.
Secondly, the aura on Xiao Chen's body was obviously only a Martial Emperor's cultivation level of around the seventh heaven, so how powerful could it be.
"It's the Tao, it's the power of the Dao!"
Among the crowd, Zhou Tianxinggong Chu Yang suddenly screamed loudly.
Suddenly awake, he looked at Xiao Chen with an extremely incredible look. Dao, that is a realm that is said to exist. Even in the peak era of martial arts, only a few geniuses can master it.
After the decline of martial arts, the power of the great avenue never appeared and has long become a legend and a myth.
But today, Qinglong King Xiao Chen not only appears as the Shadowless Sword King, but also shows the god-like power of the Great Dao.
Many talented people wake up from a dream, and there are only a few brushstrokes about the existence of Tao in ancient books.
Even whether it exists has become a question for many people.
"Is it really the Tao?"
If the answer is yes, then everything is easy to understand. The power of the avenue is not something ordinary people can resist.
They are no longer on the same level as them.
"Come together. If we don't kill him, we will all be doomed."
Tens of thousands of the blood-clothed sect's elite retreated, and the blood-clothed sect's prestige was completely destroyed. If Xiao Chen could not be killed. The blood-clothed sect master will definitely be furious, and none of them will end well by then.
You know, the Life Extension Pill is only controlled by Ao Lang, it is their lifeblood.
A fierce aura flashed in Can Minghuo's eyes, he calmed down and killed him first.
Regardless of whether he had truly understood the power of the Great Dao, he did not believe that he, a ninth-level being, would not be able to deal with Xiao Chen, who was not capable of seventh-level cultivation.
What's more, he is accompanied by the Dragon King of the Three Seas and the eight law enforcers of the Blood Clothes Sect, all of whom are kings and emperors without exception.
"Go together!"
The strong wind suddenly rose, and Can Minghuo and the eleven kings and emperors forcibly held back the power of the avenue. With murderous intent all over the sky, they rushed towards Xiao Chen.
The Great King, even in this golden age, is still a top master.
A great king can act alone and create an eighth-grade sect. When eleven kings and emperors, led by Can Minghuo, the ninth-level Heavenly Martial Emperor, soared into the sky at the same time.
Their momentum gathered together, stirring up the wind and clouds, as if the sky was pressing down on Xiao Chen.
call out!
The light suddenly dimmed, and the dilapidated square was completely dark. Those were twelve kings and emperors, pressing over them and covering the sky.
"Back off, back off!"
The warriors watching from behind turned pale with fright when they saw this battle, and they quickly retreated.
A battle involving so many kings and emperors, this was the first time in the Golden Age that they appeared in the Sea of Stars.
You don't need to think about how devastating the destructive power of twelve kings and emperors will be when they attack together.
Xiao Chen's expression darkened, and he blocked everyone in Longmen behind him, shrouding them under his own power.
The battle was about to break out, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea was the first to attack. His punch fell like a giant dragon's claw, tearing apart the space with bloody scratches.
Blood Dragon Claw!
The Dragon King of the East China Sea is famous for his martial arts, and he is quite confident in his attack. Even if he can't defeat Xiao Chen, he can definitely defeat the general.
As long as Xiao Chen takes a step back, he can regain control of the Longmen elders, and then he can use this to win without a fight.
Xiao Chen's face was calm, and he drew his palm in the air, and pieces of sword light overflowed from his palm.
Then with a fierce grip, he held all the sword light, and the power of the great avenue from the sword path was merged with the power of Hongmeng.
Hit one, a distant legend.
The light of legend shines in this dark space, fists and palms are exchanged, the Dragon King of the East China Sea breaks his palm, spits out a mouthful of blood, and is pushed back like a sandbag.
He was like a tiny hunting dog that hit the hard elephant body and was bounced back.
Xiao Chen, on the other hand, was like mountains and rivers, firmly protecting the people in Longmen behind him.
The internal organs in his body were churning endlessly, and Xiao Chen suppressed them with force. There are only seven hundred channels of Hongmeng's power left. If there were still a thousand channels left, with the blessing of the power of the great avenue, Xiao Chen would not be injured at all.
There was no time to recover at this moment. The twelve kings and emperors took turns taking turns with no intention of stopping.
"Wagon war?"
"Twelve kings and emperors actually used wheel fighting against Xiao Chen!"
This scene really shocked everyone. They even used this method to deal with a Qinglong King. The dignity of the king was completely lost.
"It's not good. If this continues, Xiao Chen will be dragged to death sooner or later."
"Yes, he caught all of the King's Great Emperor's peak blows. He didn't take a step back, presumably to protect the Longmen elders behind him. This Xiao Chen is so stupid."
In such a head-on fight, if you injure one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred. After all, the king's peak attack, even if it is the supreme one, must be carefully considered.
With the blessing of the power of the great avenue, Xiao Chen used the divine fists of the gods to directly receive the peak blows of the twelve kings and emperors.
Loud rumbling noises kept ringing in the ears. Every time they fought, a gap would open in the city under their feet and they would tremble endlessly.
After seven loud noises, the warrior who had retreated hundreds of miles away was horrified to find that the cracks actually spread to his feet.
He quickly withdrew and retreated all the way to the city wall before stopping.
Xiao Chen, standing in front of the Longmen elder, was like a city wall that would not fall down. No matter the thunder and lightning, or the storm and flames, he would not retreat even a step.
When they received the peak blow from the eleven kings, everyone who looked at Xiao Chen's slightly trembling back was deeply shocked.
For no reason, I felt that I was too insignificant in front of this figure.
"As expected of Qinglong King Xiao Chen, he is affectionate and righteous. At this point, he has not retreated yet, but now you can die!"
Can Minghuo, who was the last to take action, looked at Xiao Chen, who was pale and had a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, sneered and lowered his sword.
With the cultivation of the Ninth Level Heavenly Martial Emperor, he was ready to go, and he had been waiting for this moment.
The tip of the sword lit up, like a spark of star fire in the darkness, and then the spark burned the starry sky with the force of a prairie fire.
A spark ignites a prairie fire!
When the sword came out, it seemed as if the entire universe was on fire, and everyone was attracted by the stunning sword.
The Ninth Level Heavenly Martial Emperor Can Ming Huo is a being that is much stronger than the previous eleven kings and emperors.
"No, Xiao Chen is going to lose!"
Seeing that Xiao Chen's power had dropped a lot, many warriors couldn't help but exclaimed.
With a sword that was as fast as a peak, the moment the prairie fire started burning, it reached Xiao Chen with incredible speed.
clang!
A crisp sound sounded, and a violent fire shock wave radiated out.
A series of terrifying fire tornadoes were formed, sweeping out, making it impossible for people to see what was happening in the center.
Only the people in Longmen in the center of the flame could clearly see that it was the Moon Shadow Sword.
In the midst of the electric light and flint, Xiao Chen, with disheveled hair, held a sword in his left hand, held it horizontally in front, and blocked the sword with the scabbard.
The internal injuries worsened, and Xiao Chen couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, all of which fell on the scabbard.
"Aojiao, if you haven't taken off the sheath yet, how long will it take!"
With wild hair dancing wildly, Xiao Chen held the handle of the knife with his right hand, shouted loudly, and pulled it out with all his strength.