Territory Troubled Times _ Chapter 971 Fatal crisis
"Longwu Empire, ancestor of Wuzong."
In the dark night, the cold voice came.
In the eyes of the ancestor of Wuzong, Chen Tian is bound to die. Even if he knows his identity, what will happen?
In this Blackwood Cliff, the saints on the flying boat could not protect themselves, so no one could save Chen Tian. And how could he, the ancestor of the Wuzong, the great saint, let Chen Tian escape under his nose.
"Ancestor of the Wuzong, I didn't expect that I could actually have the ancestor of the first sect of the Longwu Empire come in person. Is this considered an honor for me?" Chen Tian sneered.
"You should never, absolutely shouldn't kill the disciple of this saint!" Lan Haoran is so talented. He is a disciple that the ancestor of Wuzong spent his efforts to train, and he is also the young master of Wuzong. You should know that he died in Tianfu
In the hands of the Empire Wuchen, the ancestor of Wu Zong almost couldn't restrain himself from starting a war against the Tianfu Empire.
"That is his own fault. In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected. If I don't kill him, he will kill me. I did nothing wrong." Chen Tian responded indifferently.
"Yes, the weak eat the strong, so now I kill you, do you regret it?" The ancestor of the Wuzong looked at Chen Tian coldly, as if he wanted to see the emotion called despair in the young man's eyes.
It's a pity that he was disappointed, Chen Tian's eyes were still as firm as before.
"Regret? If you give me another choice, I will kill him without mercy." Even facing the ancestor of the Wuzong, Chen Tian was not afraid at all.
However, judging from the current situation, he cannot escape. If he escapes and transfers his anger to others, given his strength, the entire Tianfu Empire may not be able to escape.
Chen Tian never expected that he would do this for the Tianfu Empire.
However, there are also the most important people in Chentian on the flying boat, and he cannot let the ancestor of Wuzong turn back no matter what.
"It's a good thing that you won't regret it, so that I can cut you into pieces without any guilt." The aura of the ancestor of the Wuzong suddenly rose, and a terrifying force surrounded his body. The next second, the ancestor of the Wuzong was in Chen
A five-meter-tall giant appeared in front of the sky.
"You are a great sage of the Wuzong, but you can still say such shameless words when you bully a young junior like me. I have to say that I admire you very much." Chen Tian's eyes were cold. The ancestor of the Wuzong was too strong. This is not the case for Chen Tian.
Tian Cong could feel from the fight that he was racking his brains to find a way to survive at this moment.
"I heard that you have the ability to defeat Haoran even if you don't enter the neighboring teeth, but it's over, because this is the cruelty of the world, Wuchen, take your life!" The ancestor of Wu Zong felt impatient and shuddered.
Eyes, Ji move was ready, and he didn't want to give Chen Tian any chance to save his life.
Chen Tian knew full well that the battle situation was inevitable, so he made his ultimate move and the sword light appeared.
There was a huge disparity in power, but Chen Tian never gave up in his eyes.
Vibrating the sword and raising the palm, the air flow violently rose up, and the energy gathered in an instant impacted the entire Blackwood Cliff, as if it was the end of the world!
The first blow from both sides, the sword shakes the mountains, the palm shakes the waves, each has its own style, evenly matched!
The ancestor of Wuzong knew it in his heart. He looked at it for a moment and blasted out with terrifying palm power: "You are really strong, so you are worth ten thousand yuan!" The god rang out, and the sound of war started again. With his fist in hand, mountains and rocks collapsed, and with a shocking sound,
Palm, struck away angrily.
"If you want to kill me, I will make you pay the price!" Chen Tian struck out fiercely, regardless of the safety of his life, and struck out violently. The two swords condensed into shape, Yin Yang Tai Chi, and enveloped the sky above Wuji.
The Chentian Sword pulls the true spirit, arouses the force of wind and thunder, and responds to the force. The wind sword is so fast that it flies like a phoenix to the nine heavens. With one sword, the world is turned upside down. With another sword, the thunder is rustling, like a meteor and a dragon. With one blow, the mountains and rivers are transformed.
Cracked.
The swords crossed the hands, the hands turned into swords, the swords turned into fists, the wind of the fists and the shadows of the swords, the sudden appearance of thunder stirred up waves of swords, the two swords rarely condensed into giant swords to impact, and the space actually stirred up powerful wind whirlpools and lightning flashes.
The world was in chaos, and the surroundings suddenly fell into strange scenes.
"You can trigger the celestial phenomena with your will of swordsmanship. You are also capable of killing Lan Haoran, but you are a thousand years too early to do it in front of me!" The ancestor of Wuzong calls him Martial Saint. He is so powerful. The sword in his hand comes out.
, the power of the tyrannical sword clashed with the sword's will, and the world suddenly darkened, like chaos.
The wind is cold, frost and fog are thick, and the night is dark and the killings are heavy. Under the black wood cliff, knives and swords burst out. Two figures are fighting hard to stop, pushing them to the extreme! The sword is slashed, the edge is cold, one is cold.
The waves are rolling, one person is shaking the peaks, and the mountains and rivers are rushing, shocking the surrounding area!
The sharp soldiers of the two clashed, and they were even more powerful than the sparks breaking the sun, and the sword energy shook the world!
But the aura of the ancestor of the Wuzong was more powerful, and the mad sword was even more mad. Wherever it passed, the sword was deadly, leaving no room for breathing. The two swords of Chen Tian met, but it was still difficult to parry.
But Chen Tian's eyes were full of strong fighting spirit.
The eyes of the ancestor of the Wuzong were full of teasing: "I heard that you are an extraordinary talent, but that's nothing more than that."
"Hmph, if I were a saint, one move would be enough to kill you." Chen Tian responded indifferently.
"It's a pity that you will never have this opportunity in this life!" Wu Zong's mad sword came out again, and the strong ones faced each other. The battle was with the true source cultivation. Unfortunately, Chen Tian was frustrated by the disparity of the three souls and lacked strength, so he was defeated!
The ancestor of Wuzong used his sword to kill quickly and pursued again. He struck with all his strength, and the wind of the sword moved all around. In the blink of an eye, he moved back and forth several times, but Chen Tian's body was covered with ferocious knife marks, and the blood flowed endlessly.
The True Spirit Sword is being destroyed in an instant.
"Is your power just like this? It seems that the Tianfu Empire has indeed fallen. Can someone like you really defeat me, the young master of the Wuzong?" Although the power shown by Chen Tian is amazing, it is still too weak for the ancestor of the Wuzong.
He couldn't help but wonder if Chen Tianzhen was as powerful as Wu Yi said.
"Is it just that?" Chen Tian's eyes changed drastically, and the Nine Netherworld Fire suddenly bloomed in the palm of his hand.
"Oh, Sky Fire? Interesting."
"Youlian burst."
Chen Tian blasted away, and the Nine Nether Lotus seemed to be in full bloom in his hands. When the petals opened, the explosion came instantly.
The ancestor of Wuzong was extremely tyrannical. He held one hand with Chen Tian's, and the sound of a loud explosion was actually in the palms of both hands.
However, it was Chen Tian who screamed in pain after the Youlian explosion.
His entire arm was covered in exploding blood.
"How is that possible?" Chen Tian was extremely shocked. The man in front of him actually resisted the energy of Sky Fire, and in the explosion, Sky Fire injured his arm.
"Weak, too weak!" The ancestor of Wu Zong threw Chen Tian out. Chen Tian's body hit the cliff and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Chen Tian quickly took the Miracle Pill to recover from his injuries, but his heart was filled with turmoil. The proud Sky Fire had no effect on the opponent's flesh and blood.
"Sixth Saint Realm, you are really too reluctant, Chen Tian, use your full strength, otherwise you will be in danger." Jian Lao reminded.
Chen Tian frowned, no longer daring to be careless. He raised his hands, the stars surged, and two streams of divine power burst out in the dark night.
"This should be the divine power that Wu Yi mentioned." Looking at the changing stars around him, the saint of Wuzong was unmoved. The sixth level of saint realm, his cultivation level was even more terrifying than Xuan Xiao.
The most important thing is that this man is not only strong with the sword, but also more terrifying physically.
He is not afraid of his own heavenly fire.
The stars surged, Chen Tian did not hesitate at all, and the vast galaxy map suddenly appeared.
"The map of the galaxy, all the stars shine."
The bright stars fell from the sky, and the terrifying power annihilated everything. The ancestor of the Wuzong was instantly submerged in the brilliance of the vast galaxy.
The roaring sound kept coming.
The dust that filled the night was constantly churning in the black wood cliff. Chen Tian took a deep breath and was about to check the result when he suddenly felt an overwhelming pain in his abdomen.
"Hasn't anyone ever told you that everything is in vain in the face of absolute power?" That burly body appeared in front of Chen Tian, with huge fists comparable to his body.
With just one blow, Chen Tian's whole body felt like it was falling apart.
It was only the second punch, but Chen Tian was already severely injured. The power of the sixth level of the holy realm was beyond Chen Tian's imagination.
If the spirit infant and the soul infant were there, Chentian might still be able to fight, but the power shown by the ancestor of the Wuzong now is a kind of despair for Chentian!
The huge body walked towards Chen Tian step by step. That terrifying punch caused Chen Tian to sink deep into the cliff. The next second, what was reflected in Chen Tian's eyes was that terrifying punch.
"Thunder God's Wrath."
There was an explosion, thunder suddenly appeared, black thunder fell from the sky, and a ten-meter-tall thunder god appeared behind Chen Tian. The thunder god roared, and the black thunder beam headed in the direction of the ancestor of the Wuzong.
The ancestor of the Wuzong roared angrily, and his fist collided with the lightning ray. He let out a crazy cry, and there was a loud bang and explosion under his feet. Chen Tian's power was once again blocked by his flesh and blood body.
"Soul power, seal!" The opponent's martial soul power was too powerful. Chen Tian summoned the soul power. A huge seal came out of the sky, and black pillars were driven into the ground to surround the ancestor of the Martial Sect.
There was a life-threatening sword in Chen Tian's hand.
"The Thirteen Sword Styles, the Tenth Sword." The Emperor's Spiritual Sword came out, with overwhelming spiritual power and vast power. The sword split the sky with a roar, and the entire Blackwood Cliff seemed to be split into two.
call.
He tried his best, used all his cards, and consumed too much energy at once. The sword just now contained the power of the Emperor Spirit Sword itself. Chen Tian raised his head: "Is it over?"
But the next second, his pupils trembled suddenly.
In the direction filled with thick smoke and dust, the huge body took a step, and the ancestor of Wuzong's skin turned scarlet.
"How is it possible with the bloodline of the ancient overlord?" Jian Lao exclaimed. The powerful physical power displayed by the ancestor of the Wuzong was clearly the power of the ancient bloodline.
Chen Tian's eyes became more solemn. The strength of the ancestor of the Martial Sect made Chen Tian feel helpless and sad in his heart.
"You can let me use the power of my bloodline martial soul. As a spiritual master, you are already proud of this life. Wuchen, I will give you the last chance to survive. If you hand over your power and all your secrets, I can spare your life.
"The dark night echoed with the countdown of the ancestor of Wuzong bringing death to Chen Tian!
