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Chapter 1290 Isn't this insulting?

"Noisy!" "How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me?" Chen Yuan carried it with one hand and was arrogant.

Swept by the boundless sword energy, he was like a small boat.

You are obviously a rookie at the third level of the Galaxy, how dare you show off in front of the top talent at the seventh level of the Galaxy? Please show off and don’t even look at who the person opposite is? “It seems like you are really staying in the lower holy land.

After a long time, if you don’t have the slightest sense of awe in the face of a truly peerless genius, I will make you deeply realize how insignificant you are!” “Destroy it for me!” Saint Son Meng Hao pointed out.

Suddenly, billions of sword rays condensed in the void, sweeping over like an overwhelming mountain.

It’s as if this whole world has already turned into a sea of ​​swords! That boundless sharp energy seems to cut through the sky and destroy all obstacles in the world.

Unstoppable, invincible when pushed horizontally! Faced with such a fierce and powerful blow.

Chen Yuan still carried it with one hand.

Just take one step.

The next second.

Those billions of sword energies were actually frozen in the void.

It was as if this entire space had solidified in an instant.

All objects, all energy, stopped moving.

"The realm of the universe, the space is frozen!" "The world of swords, break it for me!" The Holy Son Meng Hao suddenly erupted again, and the same super powerful power of the realm exploded instantly.

But even so.

Those billions of sword energies only advanced one centimeter.

Even if he used the World of Swords, he could not break the opponent's space freeze. It was as if the void within the opponent's domain had already turned into an iron plate.

Its extremely tyrannical restrictive power is simply terrifying! "What kind of realm is this that has such power?" "Could it be that you have already comprehended the power of the realm and reached the third level of perfection?" "That's fine, I

I admit that I underestimated you, but do you think you can really defeat me? It was just a test just now, now, I have to take it seriously!" Saint Son Meng Hao's eyes narrowed.

He admitted that the guy of the third level of Galaxy in front of him was not an ordinary third level of Galaxy.

Sure enough, arrogant people have their own trump cards and strengths.

But so what? As a disciple of the dignified Lord Tianluo, doesn’t he have a trump card? “Tianluo Divine Sword, come out!” The Holy Son Meng Hao sacrificed a peerless divine sword.

As soon as this sword comes out.

The heaven and earth were shaken violently.

The sea is churning.

The terrifying kendo will burst out suddenly.

It seems to be enough to break the galaxy! Even Chen Yuan's universe realm cannot be limited.

"This is...a seventh-level civilization artifact?"

He has reached the realm of the unity of man and sword. If I am not wrong, he has probably practiced the Tianluo Sword Technique to the third level!" The Peony Goddess said with emotion on her face.

Tianluo swordsmanship is a peerless swordsmanship created by Lord Tianluo.

Famous throughout the universe! It is known as the supreme kendo manual.

This sword technique is divided into nine levels.

After practicing to the first level, you can fight beyond the first level.

After practicing to the second level, you can fight beyond the second level.

After practicing to the third level, you can fight beyond the third level.

By analogy ~ If Saint Son Meng Hao reaches the third level of cultivation, he will be able to explode into super powerful combat power that exceeds his own level by three levels.

Coupled with the power of the seventh-level civilization artifact.

With this sword, I am afraid that even the junior cosmic overlords will be seriously injured by this sword.

The name of the first holy son of Tianluo Star is by no means a person who gains fame in vain.

Unfortunately, the person he met was Mr. Yan.

Is this the existence that destroyed the second layer of barrier with the strength of the body alone? I am afraid that Holy Son Meng Hao will kick the iron plate this time! "Hmph! If you can understand such a tyrannical field, you can be regarded as a genius of the previous generation, but

It's a pity that you are still too weak!" "If your cultivation level reaches the same level as mine, I may not even have the confidence to defeat you. It's a pity that you don't have this chance to die under Tianluo Sword Technique.

It's your honor!" "The fourth level of Tianluo Sword Technique, Destroy the Sky!" At this moment.

The combat power unleashed by Holy Son Meng Hao is already close to that of an intermediate-level universe overlord.

The power of the seventh-level civilization artifact seemed to split the world into pieces! "You talk too much nonsense!" "Ancient Xuanyuan Sword, come out!" "Galaxy Sword Intent!" I saw Chen Yuan also sacrificing a divine weapon.

sword.

Sword intent erupted all over his body.

"This is...the pinnacle seventh-level civilization divine sword. It is actually a seventh-level civilization artifact with a higher level than the Tianluo Divine Sword? How is it possible that a guy from the third level of the Galaxy actually possesses such a valuable treasure?

” Yao Xiaoqi looked confused.

A little bit stunned.

At the same time, there was a trace of doubt about Chen Yuan's identity.

How could such a powerful and powerful saint be an unknown person? "Boom!" Two ten thousand-foot-long swords clashed together.

A destructive shock wave instantly formed, rolling up boundless air waves.

Even the sea beneath my feet was blown away by a 10,000-meter tsunami.

"Poof!" Holy Son Meng Hao was shocked and his blood spurted out wildly.

Obviously, this move was at a disadvantage against Hung.

But he refused to accept it! He would never admit that he was not as strong as Chen Yuan.

It's just that the artifact in his hand is only three levels lower than the artifact in Chen Yuan's hand. His Tianluo Divine Sword is only a seventh-level civilization mid-grade artifact.

If he is also a peak-level seventh-level civilization artifact, he will definitely not lose with this sword! "So close and so far away!" Chen Yuan took a step forward.

Instantly appeared in front of the injured Holy Son Meng Hao.

He kicked him in the face with a flying kick, sending him flying thirty thousand meters alive.

"Stop! Great Cutting Technique!" Seeing this, Yao Xiaoqi launched an attack on Chen Yuan without hesitation.

A space gear appeared out of thin air.

Suddenly it cut towards Chen Yuan.

Facing such a terrifying space cutting, Chen Yuan did not dodge or evade, but actually allowed the space gear to hit him.

He is as immovable as a mountain and as hard as iron.

The terrifying space gear actually didn't even cut his skin.

"Forget it, for the sake of the Little Seven Saints, I will spare your life. Next time, if you dare to offend my majesty, I will kill you!" Chen Yuan waved his sleeves and said coldly.

The aura of overpowering the king shocked the entire audience! The atmosphere was so oppressive and suffocating! There was a dead silence in the entire audience! The Holy Son of Kuangtian looked horrified.

Almost gasped.

Saint Son Meng Hao was on par with him in terms of strength, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated easily by this rookie of the third level of the Galaxy! To be precise.

I can't even catch a sword.

This is almost a one-sided crushing.

Even this guy may not have used all his strength at all! Holy Son Meng Hao was defeated! "Who are you? With such strength, it can't be an unknown person?" Holy Son Kuangtian asked with a frown.

"Haha!" Chen Yuan chuckled and did not answer.

But Long Yan couldn't help it anymore.

She stood up directly.

"You guys are really blind. You don't even recognize my little brother. Let me tell you, he is the famous Tobacco Boss!" "Who is that? Meng Hao, right? It's not a shame for you to lose to my little brother. After all, my little brother is ten in the galaxy.

When you reach the next level, you will be able to blast the junior overlord. You are only four levels higher than him, but you can catch one of his moves, you are proud of yourself!" Long Yan said with her hands on her hips and a proud look on her face.

These words make people vomit blood.
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