The thirty-six Martial Emperors took action together. Even without the presence of the high-grade Martial Emperor, the momentum was extremely terrifying. The true energy gathered together and tore black cracks in the void.
Everyone outside the field took a breath. The Wan family's attack was a little too harsh. They directly used thirty-six Martial Emperors, completely trying to suppress Xiao Chen directly.
"Uncle, please stop him, Xiao Chen will die." Yue Chenxi said to the Haotian Sect elder next to him.
The old man muttered: "It's useless for me to take action, and you shouldn't take action either. No one of the thirty-six Martial Emperors can withstand the attack directly."
Yue Chenxi said anxiously: "What should we do? Do we want to watch Xiao Chen die? He has agreed to join our Haotian Sect."
"It's okay. I've already used the Flying Symbol to spread the news to Mr. Feng. If the Martial Saint doesn't come out, there's nothing we can do about the Wan Family." The old man said lightly: "As for now, let's act according to the opportunity. If Xiao Chen is destroyed like this, he will It’s no longer worthy of Haotian Sect to continue cultivating him.”
As he spoke, the situation in the air changed rapidly, and a Tai Chi Yin and Yang flame diagram appeared in front of Xiao Chen.
Between the planes, Zhou Tian Bagua, Liang Yi and Four Symbols, various strange phenomena appeared one by one, the Tai Chi Diagram was filled with light, and all attacks were reflected back at a faster speed in an instant.
Puff!
The air waves rolled, light overflowed, the space was refracted with blurred traces, and screams sounded one after another.
When the light dissipated and the air waves subsided, Xiao Chen in the sky was dressed in white, carrying a wooden box on his back, and was unscathed. The thirty-six Martial Emperors soared into the air.
Each one was caught off guard by his own killing move. He groaned in pain and fell down.
Such a scene shocked everyone, but in just one breath, the furious Thirty-Six Martial Emperors were beaten to such a state of embarrassment.
The elder of the Haotian Sect opened his mouth and said in surprise: "How is it possible that the attacks of thirty-six Martial Emperors were really blocked by him?"
Wanbaolou said angrily: "You bunch of trash, get up and kill him!"
call out!
The Thirty-sixth Martial Emperor who fell to the ground heard Wanbaolou's angry shouts and had no time to regulate the chaotic aura in his body. He stood up and started killing Xiao Chen again.
Tai Chi Flame Diagram, withstanding such a large attack, consumes too much of Xiao Chen's mental energy and cannot continue to use it.
Hui Hui's sleeves, the two yin and yang flames on the Tai Chi diagram turned into two rays of light and escaped into his eyes.
After doing all this, three Martial Emperors came to the front again, with their right hands clasped on the hilt of the knife, Xiao Chen sneered in his heart.
These people are too trusting. They are seriously injured. They dare to continue to come up without adjusting their breath. Do they really think they can take me down in just three or two moves
Clouds are moving in all directions, wind and thunder are gathering!
As the wind and clouds surged, thunder roared. Xiao Chen drew his sword out of its sheath. The condensed true energy gathered on the blade, and he used the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique.
Click, click, click!
The combined momentum of the three Martial Emperors was instantly destroyed. The competition in terms of artistic conception, aura, and swordsmanship was completely vulnerable. Each of them spit out a mouthful of blood and fell back again.
The injuries in his body had not completely stabilized before. Now the injuries were added to the injuries, and he was completely unable to bear the pain, and he temporarily lost his combat effectiveness.
Taking advantage of the delay of the three Martial Emperors, the remaining thirty or so Martial Emperors re-established an encirclement and launched continuous offensives one by one.
Hoho!
The dragon's roar in his body resounded non-stop, Xiao Chen stepped on the green dragon's shadow, rising and falling among the crowd, relying on his speed advantage to avoid the joint attacks of these people one by one.
Bang bang bang!
The Wan family's numerical advantage was completely turned into a decoration in the face of Xiao Chen's speed, and the encirclement was full of loopholes.
The light danced, and among the billowing air waves, from time to time, a person would be chopped upside down by Xiao Chen's knife, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
The aftermath of the Emperor Wu's battle was extremely terrifying. The peaceful square was immediately riddled with sword energy, sword energy, and fist wind, and was riddled with holes and tatters.
Guests from all over the Jin Dynasty had already passed by and stood looking in the distance. They are deeply afraid of being affected by this and suffering unreasonable disasters. Most of them do not have the cultivation level of Emperor Wu.
The other geniuses on the True Dragon List were all stunned when they saw the scene in front of them. The swordsman in white in mid-air had fought against thirty-six Martial Emperors in just half a year without losing any of them.
On the contrary, he became more and more courageous as he fought, with momentum like a rainbow. Amid the roar of wind and thunder, he used the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique to defeat these usually arrogant Wanjia Martial Emperors, and they could only passively resist.
Bai Qi's right hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly. As a swordsman, he could feel more clearly than anyone else how terrifying Xiao Chen's strength was at this moment.
Battle station!
Xiao Chen was so happy that he dressed in white clothes, stepped on the green dragon, and soared up and down. Above the blade, the beating thunder light kept flashing, and the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique was in full swing.
Figures shot out one after another and landed at Wanbaolou's feet, screaming in pain. Watching all this, Wanbaolou's face turned livid.
How many years had passed before his Wan family had suffered such a severe blow, and it was still in the fortress of the Wan family's chief helm.
Mine cut!
The storm of wind and thunder finally reached its peak, Xiao Chen transformed into the way of heaven, and sent down the first thunder disaster in the endless dark clouds.
boom!
The ferocious lightning turned into thunder and surged out wildly. Seven or eight Martial Emperors were immediately blown out of the air.
Thunder disaster!
Another even more terrifying thunderstorm fell. After the light dissipated, less than ten Martial Emperors were still standing in the air.
Divine Thunder Tribulation!
The color of the sky and the earth changed. Thousands of feet high in the sky, there seemed to be real thunder roaring and shouting, the wrath of God and the mighty power of God.
"run!"
The remaining Emperor Wu turned pale with fear and completely lost his will to fight. Faced with the last blow of the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique, they fled in all directions.
call out!
The thunder light was divided into seven, like seven dragons with teeth and claws, and they immediately caught up with the seven people who were escaping, and seven loud noises were heard one after another.
The seven people who escaped were even more seriously injured. Their clothes were in tatters, their skin was charred, and the sword energy had invaded their bodies, messing up their internal organs and making them miserable.
When all the light disappeared, the world returned to calm, and only Xiao Chen was left alone in the mid-air.
The entire square was silent as the thirty-six lower-grade peak Martial Emperors were all taken care of by Xiao Chen's Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique.
There was absolutely no backhand power at all, and the whole scene was in a passive position of being beaten, with no decent counterattack possible.
If it were not in the air, the space cracks that had not yet had time to close together showed that this was the aftermath that could only be caused by a battle at the Martial Emperor level.
No one could believe that what Xiao Chen defeated was really the thirty-sixth low-grade Martial Emperor.
The Martial Emperor, the King of Martial Arts, even a low-grade Martial Emperor, can be regarded as a top master anywhere in this Tianwu Continent. But in Xiao Chen's hands, it was like chopping melons and vegetables, and he failed.
"The rumors are indeed true. King-level true dragon geniuses have no rivals at the same level. Challenges beyond levels are as easy for them as eating and drinking."
"He simply can't judge these people with ordinary people's eyes. I'm afraid this real dragon can't be hidden in the small sky world."
The people below were talking a lot and looked at Xiao Chen with all kinds of surprises. The son of luck, the king of true dragons, blessed with all kinds of glorious reputations.
Today's Xiao Chen, whether you like it or not, has risen in the world of heaven, leaving behind too many people of his generation.
He is the leader in this world of heaven and stands out from the crowd!
Only the Kunlun world is his real stage, and only there can he meet geniuses who are on par with him, or even geniuses who surpass him.
call out!
Xiao Chen landed slowly, carrying a black wooden box on his back, and continued walking towards Feng Feixue without stopping.
"Where did the little bastard come from? He dared to go to Wanjiabao to cause trouble. He asked us if the Eight Great Vajras agreed."
There was a loud shout from behind, and eight streams of light flew rapidly towards the center of the square. A powerful aura filled the air, blowing up eight earth-shattering whirlwinds.
Wanbaolou looked happy and shouted coldly: "With the combined power of the Eight Great Vajras, even the peak Martial Emperor can be defeated. Let me see what else you can do."