The purple-haired young man's eyes were as sharp as a knife, making the void electrify. He slowly stood up, with an expression that looked arrogant to the past and present, looking at the nine heavens and ten earths, exuding a domineering aura all over his body.
Such a figure is definitely an outstanding figure in the world, and is the most powerful genius in the Chinese continent, even surpassing the geniuses in ancient and ancient times.
You know, even in ancient and ancient times, geniuses with the ten most powerful special physiques were very rare.
Ye Tian had to admit that he was too far away from this person now. This was a peerless genius who had already stood at the pinnacle of the Chinese mainland. He could be called the number one no matter where he was.
Along the way from the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea, Ye Tian saw countless geniuses and defeated countless geniuses, but none of them could compare with the purple-haired young man in front of him.
Even the reigning divine son of Qinglong Academy, Emperor Shixin, who dominated the five major academies, was eclipsed in front of this purple-haired young man.
Even Lord Death, a powerful warrior at the level of a martial saint, could not compete with the purple-haired young man in front of him at this moment.
Even the Lord of Death sighed: "Once a genius with the ten strongest special physiques grows to the realm of Martial Lord, he can no longer be killed. In the future of the Chinese continent, he will definitely be the overlord, and I am afraid that he will be the only one." The Son of Evil can rival him."
"Just because I'm not as good as him now doesn't mean I won't be as good as him in the future!" Ye Tian said a little unconvinced. He admitted that the purple-haired young man was powerful, but he would not just give up. Along the way from the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai, there were many people who were stronger than him. There are many geniuses, but in the end they are not all defeated by him.
The five great geniuses and the four great kings back then were so high-spirited that they put pressure on the young generation of the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai, but in the end there was only one Ye Zhizun left.
Back then, Lu Tianyi was so arrogant and domineering. He chased Ye Tian all the way and didn't take Ye Tian seriously at all. But in the final battle for the emperor, Ye Tian came first.
In the Land of the Gods back then, there were many geniuses, countless kings, and emperors who dominated, but Ye Tian was not the one who forcibly gave him the title of 'invincible'.
Now, as long as Ye Tian returns, looking at the five major temples, there will probably be only one king left who can rival him.
Ye Tian has never given up on his confidence in himself. Even if he encounters a more powerful genius, he still believes that he will win in the end.
It is precisely with this invincible belief that Ye Tian can reach where he is today.
Lord Death turned his head and glanced at Ye Tian, who was full of confidence. He was a little dazed. To be honest, he had never seen a genius like Ye Tian. He was not very talented, but he relied on his own efforts to reach the top step by step.
If the purple-haired young man is compared to a peerless genius, then Ye Tian is a monster, a monster that no one can predict.
"leave!"
The two words "cold" suddenly sounded in the sky.
Not far away, the purple-haired young man just glanced at Ye Tian flatly, and then set his sights on Lord Death. After all, among the two people in front of him, only Lord Death, the martial saint, was a bit dangerous to him.
Ye Tian didn't care about this. He naturally knew that he couldn't compare with the purple-haired young man now. Not to mention the talent gap between himself, the opponent was already a half-step Martial Saint, and he was still a Martial Emperor. The gap was too big.
The Lord of Death felt a sense of oppression. The other party's terrifying domineering power made even his Martial Saint-level soul feel a little afraid. It was an innate domineering power, and there was no second kind in the world.
"Young man, I admit that you are indeed extraordinary, but that Demonic Knife of Despair is a relic of the Evil Ancestor and is destined to be the treasure of my cult. Even if you get it, you can't take it out of the Demonic Forbidden Land." Lord Death said in a deep voice, His powerful holy power is undoubtedly revealed. After all, he is a strong man at the martial saint level and the pinnacle of martial arts in the Chinese continent. Naturally, he will not be intimidated by a young man.
Ye Tian's whole body was shining at the side. Now that his ninth-level battle body has reached the seventh level, his physical body is comparable to that of a martial saint, so he can naturally withstand the power of the saint.
Of course, because this is the Abyss of Despair, Lord Death cannot use the power of law, so his strength has dropped a lot. This is why Ye Tian can easily block the Holy Power.
"Leave or die!"
The purple-haired young man said coldly, his eyes sharp and breathtaking. He walked slowly, stepping on the void, as if he was stepping on people's hearts with every step, which made Ye Tian feel a little depressed and very uncomfortable.
The Death Lords on the side all frowned with shock on their faces.
Ye Tian was very shocked. He knew that this was because the purple-haired young man controlled this world, so that every move was in compliance with the rules of this world.
To put it simply, in this world, the purple-haired young man is the master and the god.
Ye Tian can actually do this phenomenon, and so can Lord Death.
But the problem is, the three of them can do it equally, but in the end only the purple-haired young man succeeds. What does this mean
This shows that in the battle for control of this world, the purple-haired young man won.
Ye Tian was very willing to lose, because he was not as good as the purple-haired young man, nor was he as good as Lord Death.
But Lord Death is a Martial Saint after all, and even he lost to the purple-haired young man, which had to shock Ye Tian.
Sure enough, Lord Death's expression suddenly became much more solemn. His eyes flashed and he shouted in a deep voice: "He is worthy of being a genius with a heavenly body. Here, I can't use the power of the law. It's true that I'm not as good as you, but there's nothing you can do." No, I can’t.”
"Yeah?"
Before the purple-haired young man finished speaking, he appeared in front of the Lord of Death in an instant. He raised a purple fist and burst out with a blazing divine light, carrying the power to destroy the world and hit the Lord of Death fiercely. By.
too fast!
Ye Tian exclaimed that he could not detect the purple-haired young man's speed at all, which was completely different from the purple-haired young man who fought with him before.
No matter how stupid Ye Tian was, he now knew how much strength the purple-haired young man had hidden back then.
But this time, facing Lord Death, a powerful warrior at the level of a martial saint, although the purple-haired young man was still confident, he did not hide his strength, but showed his strongest side.
"Very good, I will teach you how powerful the Cangtian Tyrant Body is!" Lord Death is a Martial Saint after all, so naturally he will not retreat without a fight. He shouted loudly and raised his fists to attack.
In a place like the Abyss of Despair, where the power of law is suppressed, there are no moves to speak of, only strength against strength, and flesh against flesh.
Both sides are fighting head-on, fighting with absolute strength.
"boom!"
With this punch, the whole world trembled, as if thunder exploded in the sky.
Ye Tian saw ahead, where the two people were fighting, a terrifying invisible wave spreading in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Suddenly, every inch of the void was shattered, the space was exploded and destroyed, and countless space storms swept out, raging in this world.
However, high in the sky, two tall figures stood still, exuding terrifying power. No matter how powerful the space storms were, they could not shake them in the slightest.
"Is it just that?" Lord Death's eyes were deep and he curled his lips and said, "It seems that the Heavenly Hegemony is nothing more than that. What can you do to me?"
Even so, his heart was boiling. If it wasn't for the sake of face, he would have wanted to run away.
You know, just now it was just a casual attack from the purple-haired young man, but he used all his strength to barely block it without exposing his disadvantage.
Moreover, he is a Martial Saint, and the opponent is still in the realm of Martial Lord after all.
Who is better
Even Ye Tian, who was watching the battle, could see very clearly that compared to the physical body, Lord Death was no match for the purple-haired young man.
"Hmph... Overlord Fist!" The purple-haired young man snorted, waved his fists again, roared, and charged towards the Lord of Death.
This time, the domineering energy that erupted from his body was even more terrifying. It actually merged with his boxing skills. That fierce domineering energy was like a sharp sword, piercing deeply into a person's soul.
Even Ye Tian, who was not far away, felt that his soul was being suppressed, and he quickly gathered his spiritual armor to resist.
"What a terrifying boxing technique!" Ye Tian's face was full of shock. He felt this way just after being hit by the aftermath. You can imagine the pressure faced by Lord Death in it.
Undoubtedly, this is an invincible magical skill suitable for physical strength, and it is also very suitable for the purple-haired young man. It is almost a unique boxing technique tailor-made for him, and it is completely integrated into his innate domineering spirit.
"puff!"
As soon as the Death Lord came into contact with the purple-haired young man, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He could not block the purple-haired young man's fist attack. Both arms were shattered, half of his body was destroyed, and the whole person flew upside down. go out.
Ye Tian stared at him. In just a moment, Lord Death could no longer stop him. This was too shocking.
A Martial Saint, under the hands of a Martial Lord, could not survive for a moment before being severely injured. If this was spread, the entire continent of China would be shaken.
However, Ye Tian was not worried about Lord Death, because Wu Sheng's body was derived from flesh and blood. After he was severely injured, he recovered almost instantly, and his strength did not drop much.
But this still couldn't change the situation where he was pressed down and beaten by the purple-haired young man.
Ye Tian, who was not far away, had a look of shock and weirdness on his face. A Martial Saint was being suppressed by a Martial Lord. I'm afraid only he could see this.
However, Ye Tian was very excited. From the battle between the purple-haired young man and the Lord of Death, he learned extremely high fighting skills.
It can be seen that the purple-haired young man is very good at close combat, and he controls every punch to the best advantage, making the Lord of Death unable to defend himself and can only defend passively.
With this level of fighting skills, even Ye Tian was willing to be defeated. He knew that this purple-haired young man definitely did not just rely on the powerful Cangtian Hegemony talent, but was a strong man who had been tempered through battles.
On the contrary, although Lord Death is very old, he has been sitting in the Dark Palace for more than a thousand years. In terms of combat skills, he is only on par with Ye Tian and cannot compare to the purple-haired young man.
"You brat, why don't you come over here and help me? Do you feel good watching me get beaten?"
Just as Ye Tian was excitedly learning the purple-haired young man's fighting skills, Lord Death, who was not far away and had been beaten into disgrace by the purple-haired young man, roared at Ye Tian.
Ye Tian heard the words, hesitated for a moment, and then rushed forward. He also wanted to have a real fight with the purple-haired young man. Even if he couldn't defeat the opponent, he could still hone his fighting skills. This kind of opportunity did not come along all the time.
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