Chen Xuan stood in the air without moving, and punched a punch casually. He looked very casual and free, without any mystery of Taoism. However, in the eyes of others, this punch seemed to evolve countless mysteries of martial arts. It was no longer just the intention of boxing, but also countless other true meanings of martial arts. In the end, it merged into a kind of power, embracing all rivers, returning to nature, and extremely simple.
It was just such a simple punch that burst out with a terrifying power of the sky and the earth. The dark magic weapons shot over, and before they could touch Chen Xuan's fist intention, they were distorted by the cracked space. The sword was bent into an abnormal arc, and the chariots collapsed everywhere, turning into powder.
Cang Fu's eyes showed an incredible look: "The extreme strength and the extreme martial arts, can you merge the two ultimate great ways together?"
Although he was surprised, Cang Huo was not afraid at all. He pulled out a long sword with a flashing light from the dark treasure house with one hand, covering it with a wisp of dark Taoist power, turning the sword into a unique weapon in all worlds.
Before he could take action, huge cracks appeared in the world. The power of the Holy King was so terrible. What's more, Cang Huo was still a saint king who had been preserved for many years. He absorbed the origins of many sword powers in the ages and slashed out with one sword to destroy the world, and even time and space could be broken.
"You can't avoid my slash, because you carry something on your back. This is also the price you paid to become the Holy King. Is this right guess?"
Cangmao is still confident. He has too many means to suppress a new saint king. There are more than one or two young saint kings like Chen Xuan who died under his command.
Moreover, Cang Huo saw more things than Qiye and others.
Just after Chen Xuan took action, Cang Huo concluded that Chen Xuan's original power was subject to some kind of strong limitation. How could a person have a chance of winning when he confronted someone with his hands and feet wearing shackles?
"I understand that when you broke through the Holy King, you absorbed the maternal energy of all things in the entire Seventh Era, and you must also carry the fate of all living beings in the seventh Era."
"Evil Emperor, you are too greedy. In the past, those holy kings just condensed an ultimate path. Where did they need to carry the entire era? Greed is your biggest cause of death."
As he spoke, Cang Huo took action again. He drew his sword, slashed the light and shadow of heaven and earth with one sword, and the universe broke. The dark sword light swallowed countless powers along the way, directly locking Chen Xuan's origin.
This is a nearly cause-and-effect sword. Cang Huo has absorbed too much sword essence from the ancient sword powers and surpassed the sword holy kings.
"It's a pity that you just steal the way of fusion of others, not the real sword saint king."
Chen Xuan sighed lightly. He did not sacrifice the Xuanyuan Emperor's sword, but just put the middle finger of the index finger of his right hand and raised his sword finger lightly, freely and freely. A huge sword light drawn directly penetrated the sky and confronted the sword that Cang Huo cut out head-on.
The difference between the sword intent between the two was very obvious. The dark sword energy was instantly destroyed. Chen Xuan's sword light slashed in front of Cang Huo, forcing Cang Huo to summon a defensive magic weapon from the dark treasure house, but was still shattered by a sword.
Finally, a saint-king-level black light cover lit up around Cang Huo, and then he barely blocked Chen Xuan with one sword.
"Sword Extreme? You have just been promoted to the Holy King, how could you interpret the three great ways to the ultimate realm?"
Cang Huo could not understand that power, swordsmanship, and martial arts were the strongest in the ultimate great way, but Chen Xuan was able to push three great ways to the peak at the same time, which was not in line with the rules of eternity.
“Are there only three types?”
Chen Xuan's tone was indifferent, not jokes, but jokes.
Extreme strength, extreme speed, extreme body, extreme sword, extreme martial arts, extreme soul... Too many great ways have been interpreted to the extreme by Chen Xuan. It can be said that Chen Xuan is the most perfect saint king of this era.
"Hmph, condensing a variety of ultimate avenues will only form a backlash. The more ultimate avenues you use, the more unstable the foundation you are. It depends on how long you can persist!"
Cangmao burst out with infinite murderous aura, the sky changed color, the earth collapsed, countless mountains melted into magma, and huge pillars of fire rose.
The peerless holy soldiers in the dark treasure house came out in full swing, covering the sky and forming a sea of weapons, completely swallowing Chen Xuan.
The swords, guns, swords and halberds scraped Chen Xuan's body, splashing metal sparks, and a loud loud noise, but they could not hurt Chen Xuan at all.
With the seventh level of Emperor Star Body, Chen Xuan's physical body can almost be said to be invincible defense. I am afraid that Chen Xuan will not show any scars when he hits him with one punch.
"Where are your other ultimate avenues? Use it and let me see it." Cang Qiu wanted to inspire Chen Xuan to use a variety of ultimate avenues to shake Chen Xuan's foundation.
"The various avenues that this evil emperor has condensed are indeed not stable yet."
Chen Xuan admitted it bluntly, not minding exposing his weaknesses at all.
"But why do you need to use other avenues to kill you? One punch is enough."
As soon as this said, Chen Xuan suddenly burst out with dazzling and extremely prosperous sacred light, destroying all the holy soldiers in the sky. The vast five-horse sacred power swept all directions, and no one could do it.
In Cang Huo's surprised gaze, Chen Xuan came to him instantly and punched him out. The vacuum between the two exploded into circles of huge transparent cracks, like a spider web, spreading across the sky.
Cang Cang's heart was suddenly shaken. He opened his five fingers, gathered thousands of Taoist rules, and took Chen Xuan's fist power, and a fierce and terrifying energy storm broke out with the two of them as the center. Countless patterns were born and quickly disappeared, and the dark aura dissipated heavily.
When the storm stopped, a figure flew backwards, and it was the Saint King of Cangfu who believed he was invincible.
He had bleeding from the corners of his mouth and his eyes were full of shock. Why do everyone control the ultimate way of power, but Chen Xuan's power is much stronger than him?
Cang Huo's subordinates were all shocked and could not believe the scene in front of them.
In their eyes, Lord Cangmao is invincible forever. He was once one of the eight dark kings who destroyed the heavenly court. In the rebellion of the Eight Kings in the prehistoric era, Cangmao became famous in one battle, and his fierce power shocked the ancient powers. He killed nine heavens and ten earths and blood flowed into a river, and gods cried and ghosts howled.
But now he is suppressed so embarrassed and even injured by a newly promoted human saint king?
"If I hadn't guarded the dark altar and had not spent seven epochs in a new way, how could you, a junior, be rampant in front of me?"
Cangchao still maintains the attitude of being arrogant and proud of all beings. His reputation will never tolerate a junior's humiliation.
What's more, Cang Huo always thought he was confident in killing Chen Xuan.
"Evil Emperor, watch it carefully."
After Cang Huo said this, the vast and majestic dark aura suddenly became even colder, and the whole person's temperament changed.
A huge creature that cannot be described in words slowly landed from the clouds, looking like an extremely huge meteorite, or like a dark city with an area of more than ten thousand miles.