The sound of swords resounded in the sky, and the sky that was still somewhat clear suddenly turned extremely dark. There was a faint sound of thunder, and dozens of thick purple thunder appeared in the clouds.
This space was instantly filled with violent thunder, and a destructive aura continued to ripple out from Ye Chen's body.
He held a simple long sword horizontally with one hand, and the violent thunder in the sky seemed to be controlled by him. Dozens of blue-purple thunder struck down from the top of his head, and then all converged on the long sword in his hand.
Shi Mo stood beside Ye Chen, and felt that Ye Chen at this moment was like a spiritual god who truly overcame his entire life. Everything in the world was in his hands. Even his eyes could not see the turbulent thunder.
See.
If Ye Chen were his enemy at this moment, he might have lost the fighting spirit to fight to the death.
"The power of thunder?
Why is this guy able to mobilize such terrifying power of thunder?"
Qianlun stood in the sky in front of him, feeling the powerful fluctuations contained in the ancient sword in Ye Chen's hand, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Previously, Ye Chen had gathered all his mental power to strike a shocking sword, which was indeed stunning enough and could even injure him, but this did not allow him to truly put Ye Chen on an equal footing with him.
But now, Ye Chen's whole body is filled with an unprecedented mysterious wave. Compared with the dangerous feeling that Shi Zhantian, the Four Elephant God Lord gave him back then, the feeling of danger in Ye Chen's hand is much stronger.
The ancient long sword wrapped in it made him smell the taste of death for the first time. Even Shi Zhantian had never given him such a huge sense of oppression.
"impossible!"
He murmured softly, his expression changing again and again. For the first time, this overlord of the small world felt shaken in his heart for the first time.
He didn't understand how a mere mortal could reach the point where he could threaten him, even if he had the secret help of the Four Elephant God Lord Shi Zhantian.
And the powerful monks watching the battle around them had the urge to turn around and run away. Facing such a violent thunder power, if they stick even a little bit, they may be turned into powder. Who dares to stay here?
But Ye Chen didn't pay any attention to the horrified expressions of the people around him. At the next moment, he raised his palm and waved it gently in the void.
The Zhenwu Jietian Sword also slashed horizontally, tracing an arc in the void.
"Swipe!"
In an instant, blue-purple light filled the sky around Sixiang Mountain, and countless thick thunder beams were inspired from the Zhenwu Heaven-cutting Sword. With the momentum of a mad dragon coming out of the sea, it pressed against Qianlun, blocking all its retreat options.
, so all the spaces to avoid are sealed.
"Asshole!"
For the first time, fear appeared in the depths of Qianlun's eyes. He pulled back suddenly, using his speed to the extreme, which exceeded three times the speed. He pulled out a long air trace in the void. At the same time, his palms were folded, and a series of waves were formed in front of him.
An ancient and obscure defensive seal.
But he retreated quickly, and the speed of the blue and purple thunder was even better. But in the blink of an eye, he had already pursued him. These blue and purple thunder turned into lightsabers one after another, and the sharp blades pierced towards thousands of people.
Round chest.
"Boom!"
Violent explosions continued to spread in the sky. Everyone looked in shock and saw that the seal knots in front of Qianlun were easily destroyed one by one. Each seal explosion was accompanied by a violent explosion, and
Qianlun's complexion became paler each time, and he was pushed back hundreds of feet in a row.
The thunder swords were struck one after another, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one. Qianlun took Ye Chen's eighty-one swords in less than three minutes.
"puff!"
The last attack fell, and all the defensive seals formed by Qianlun were finally destroyed. The lightsaber was like a cannonball, hitting Qianlun's body directly. Qianlun just heard a groan, and a mouthful of blood followed.
Spurting out, the body retreated another ten feet, stepping on the air waves in the void, and then stabilized the body.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, was holding the sword with one hand and holding the other hand behind his back, feeling relaxed and relaxed, as if he was born in heaven.
At this moment, everyone was excited. They looked at the two people fighting in the sky, and the sounds of gasping could be heard.
Qianlun, the master of the Great Thousand Palaces and the king of the small world, was actually wounded from the front by a young man from the secular world?
How could a secular mortal challenge the number one person in the world of immortality on earth?
In the sky, Qianlun was breathing heavily. His originally handsome face was now pale, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were ragged and broken. On his body, there were shocking sword marks, which were almost dyed.
Got a bloody man.
His eyes lost focus and he just stared blankly at his feet. He still couldn't believe it. He was actually hit hard by a mortal who was no more than twenty years old?
Back then, Shi Zhantian fought hard to injure him and let him recover for 800 years, but now Ye Chen just casually struck a sword, and the injury he received was even more serious than it was 800 years ago.
Times, even the body's defense functions have almost completely stopped. What is the concept?
He is the Lord of the Great Thousand Palaces. Whether it is physical body, mental power, or true power, he has reached an otherworldly realm. Even Lord Yun Tianzhen, who has reached the epic realm, is just an ant in his eyes.
In terms of physical strength alone, even Ye Chen, who has cultivated the Heaven-Eating Divine Body, cannot compare with him. But now, his physical defenses have been completely broken, leaving deep wounds that can be seen in the bones. It can be seen that Ye Chen's true martial arts skills
The power of the Heavenly Sword has reached such a terrifying level! Ye Chen, who was standing with the sword behind his back, his eyes flashed lightly, and there was a bit of surprise on his face. The Heaven-Devouring Xuanqi returned. He was able to use the True Martial Heaven-cutting Sword again. He was convinced that he
He already had the strength to compete with Qianlun Yi, but he never thought that after the qualitative change of the Sky-Devouring Profound Qi was upgraded to the Sky-Devouring Profound Power, it would be so powerful.
He thought that the sword he just struck would only injure Qianlun at most, but he didn't expect that he would be seriously injured with just one sword strike! "It seems that the Lord of the Great Thousand Palaces, the so-called absolute overlord of the small world, is no different from ordinary people.
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Ye Chen recovered from the shock of his increased strength. He looked at the bloody Qian Lun, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
Before Qian Lun could reply, Ye Chen raised his palm again, and thunder roared down, charging up the Zhenwu Heaven-cutting Sword to full capacity.
"The meaning of true martial arts, thunder shakes the nine heavens!"
Ye Chen whispered in his mouth, and there was no sadness or joy between his brows. All he could see was that the five fingers of his left palm were slightly bent, and the sky-devouring black power was holding the Zhenwu Jietian Sword in the void. His right hand was against the hilt of the Zhenwu Jietian Sword.
above, and then pushed hard.
"rub!"
A long gap suddenly opened in the space, and the Zhenwu Jietian Sword turned into a thunder dragon, bursting out at five times the speed of sound, and penetrated Qianlun's chest in front of Qianlun's horrified eyes.
In the vast sky, the blue-purple lightsaber carried Qianlun's body and chased down, then slammed into the ground.
The Lord of the Great Thousand Palaces and the King of the Small World was nailed to the earth by the Zhenwu Jietian Sword.
On this day, countless powerful Xuanmen monks witnessed this scene with their own eyes. This scene will definitely be recorded in the annals of history!