The Holy Lord of Taichu stood in the air, with lightning all over his body, and a shaking hammer hanging on his head. As the true energy surged from his body, he looked like a god who mastered thunder and punishment.
Extraordinary martial arts!
"Old immortal, you actually let Ye Wushuang sneak attack on our Taichu Holy Land, you are despicable and shameless." The Holy Lord of Taichu shouted angrily.
The thought of his lair being overturned made him furious.
Ziyang Tianzun said with a smile, "You may not believe it, but in fact it was not me who sent Wushuang there."
Ye Wushuang's attack into the Holy Land of Taichu was really not the order of Ziyang Tianzun. Ye Wushuang thought that Ye Qiu had been killed by Chen Xuan from the Holy Land of Taichu, so he came to the door.
However, Ziyang Tianzun knew Ye Wushuang's every move very well.
"Huh, it's already this time and you still don't admit it. Is it useful?"
The Holy Lord Taichu said coldly, "Even if you are a peerless saint king, today I will send you to the eighteenth level of hell, so that you will never be able to escape."
Ziyang Tianzun curled his lips and said disdainfully, "You actually want to send me to the eighteenth level of hell. You really don't know how high the sky is!"
"To be honest, in my eyes, you are as weak as an insect."
"Holy Lord Taichu, don't say harsh words. If you want to kill me, do it quickly."
"Otherwise, when I take action, you won't have the chance to take action."
The Holy Lord Taichu saw that Ziyang Tianzun didn't take him seriously at all, and said with murderous intent, "Old immortal, let's get on the road!"
boom!
The Holy Lord Taichu took action.
One of his palms fell from the sky and struck Ziyang Tianzun.
Suddenly, the sound of thunder exploded, and countless thunderbolts were struck together with the palms of Holy Lord Taichu, like stars falling from the sea, and the power was very terrifying.
Wherever the palm passed, there was a "sizzling" sound in the air, and wisps of black smoke came out, which looked very scary.
"The Holy Lord of Taichu has a body of five thunders. From the moment he was born, he has thunder in his body, which he can use at will. In addition, he is a Saint King, and his combat power is stronger than that of an ordinary Saint King.
"
"Especially this palm, its power is even more powerful than all his previous palms. Under the blessing of thunder, even the Saint King must be careful. If you are not careful, you will be struck to death by the thunder."
Some people in the crowd watching the battle were talking quietly.
Others are praising the Holy Lord Taichu, saying, "Although we are enemies, we have to admit that the Holy Lord Taichu is really powerful."
"When he was young, he was a genius and suppressed countless peers."
"With the combination of the Five Thunder Body and his own cultivation, he can exert unparalleled power."
"Though those thunderbolts are not as spectacular as the Heavenly Tribulation, if they are hit, not many of them can stop them."
Some people began to worry about Ziyang Tianzun.
“I don’t know if the Supreme Elder can resist the Holy Lord Taichu?”
"Although the Supreme Elder is the peerless Saint King, Holy Lord Taichu has revealed his trump card and even sacrificed a incomplete imperial weapon. It may be a bit difficult to stop Holy Lord Taichu."
"The main reason is that the Supreme Elder is injured. Otherwise, he will definitely be able to defeat the Holy Lord Taichu."
There were also some people who said nothing, staring at the battlefield and praying silently in their hearts.
"God bless, I hope the Supreme Elder can repel the enemy."
"God, as long as the Qingyun Sword Sect is immortal, then from now on, I will offer you incense every day."
"God, the Supreme Elder cannot be defeated, otherwise our Qingyun Sword Sect will bleed into a river of blood. I hope you can grant us some good luck."
"..."
Everyone at the scene looked solemn.
They knew that this battle would soon be decided.
After all, the Holy Lord Taichu used imperial weapons.
Ye Qiu looked calm and not nervous at all, because
Because he knew that Ziyang Tianzun actually had no injuries at all.
Not only was he not injured, but his cultivation level was extremely high.
I think back then, Chen Beidou's 800 years of cultivation was destroyed with just one finger.
But today, two saint kings, Feng Wanli and Chaos Holy Lord, were killed one after another without any effort. .??.
Ziyang Tianzun has such fighting power, how can the Holy Lord Taichu be able to deal with it?
Of course, Holy Lord Taichu cannot be underestimated. After all, he has a body of five thunders and possesses a incomplete imperial weapon.
But Ye Qiu is not worried.
The worst case scenario is that when the time comes to lend the Master the Qiankun Ding to fight against the enemy, if one is not enough, then two will be used. If two are not enough, five will be used.
Five divine weapons can't stop one incomplete imperial weapon?
Besides, Qingyun Sword Sect already has a Sect-Suppressing Divine Sword.
Therefore, in this battle, there is no doubt that the Holy Lord Taichu will be defeated!
Ye Qiu glanced around and found that everyone was nervous except for one person——
Yunshan!
At this time, Yunshan looked relaxed, with no trace of nervousness on his face, looking calm and calm.
"Could it be that my father-in-law knows that our master is not injured?"
While Ye Qiu was guessing, Yunshan's voice rang in his ears: "The Supreme Elder will not be defeated, right?"
The voice was very trembling, very trembling, and there was no strength at all...
Wipe it, pretend it?
Soon, Ye Qiu realized that Yunshan was the leader of a sect and faced a powerful enemy. In front of so many people, he naturally could not show any cowardice.
Otherwise, the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect are not afraid of death?
Ye Qiu consoled him, "My father-in-law, don't worry, the Supreme Elder will not be defeated."
Hearing what Ye Qiu said, Yunshan's inner nervousness eased a little.
…
The emperor is in battle.
The Holy Lord Taichu took action to
Finally, the power exploded to the extreme, shattering everything, as if it was overwhelming and irresistible.
Seeing it, his palms and thunder were about to fall on Ziyang Tianzun.
The next moment, everyone in the audience seemed to have seen a ghost, their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
What did they see?
A faint layer of light appeared around Ziyang Tianzun, blocking all attacks from the Holy Lord Taichu.
As for those thunderbolts, when they came into contact with that layer of light, they disappeared directly, as if they were swallowed up.
"Fuck!"
"The Supreme Elder blocked it!"
"horrible!"
…
Surprises spread.
The disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect were all excited.
The eyes of Wuji Tianzun and the three others also showed shocking light. They did not expect Ziyang Tianzun to be so terrifying.
"What?"
The Holy Lord Taichu was shocked.
He never expected that his trump card would be easily blocked by Ziyang Tianzun.
Previously, he had made harsh words that he would send Ziyang Tianzun to the eighteenth level of hell, but now he saw that the clown was himself.
"Is this the method of the Peerless Saint King? Humph, even if you are the Peerless Saint King, I can still kill you if I have my own magic weapon."
When the Holy Lord Taichu thought of this, he grabbed the Sky-shattering Hammer without hesitation, used all his strength, and smashed it down with the hammer.
The Sky-shattering Hammer is an imperial weapon. Although it is incomplete, it has been nourished by the Holy Lord Taichu with his essence and blood for countless years, and its power is quite terrifying.
The Sky-shattering Hammer was like a falling star, carrying terrifying power as it headed straight for Ziyang Tianzun's head.
Extremely swift and fierce.
At this moment, everyone held their breath.
Unexpectedly, what happened next was beyond everyone's imagination.
