The first thousand one hundred and eighteen chapters of true martial arts
"call!"
Ye Chen's chest rose and fell evenly, his mouth breathed out extremely hot breath, and his whole body was wrapped in blue and red flames, burning fiercely.
He called this form "furious form". If he hadn't seen Xiao Wenyue being killed and felt Qianlun's unstoppable strength, he would never have used such a method.
At this moment, his aura was extremely manic. It was several times more violent than when the Sky-Devouring Mysterious Power turned into the Sky-Devouring Magic Power, and its power also surged to an unprecedented level.
Qianlun's expression in front of him kept changing. He sensed an extremely dangerous wave in Ye Chen. It gave him a stronger feeling than Ye Chen had ever experienced before.
"Burn your own body to seek a short-term breakthrough in strength?"
He did not expect that Ye Chen would go to such an extent, which was tantamount to putting his own cultivation life aside and completely forgetting about it.
This is very similar to Shi Mo burning his essence and blood and fighting to the death, but now Ye Chen is even crazier and more thorough.
At this moment, Qianlun's expression finally turned solemn. No matter what sequelae Ye Chen would have in the future, he could be sure of one thing. The current Ye Chen was the strongest Ye Chen he had ever encountered.
"Whoosh!"
While he was thinking about it, a subtle sound of wind passed by his ear, and then he saw a flaming fist hitting him in front of his face. The speed was faster than him.
Very good.
But after all, he is the number one demon cultivator on earth. The moment he saw the fist coming, he had already reacted. He slightly bowed his body backwards, clasped his fingers together, and already punched towards the face of the fist.
The fists and palms of the two people connected, and the powerful force clashed in the void. The power that escaped compressed the surrounding air, making a sharp sonic boom sound.
Ye Chen and Qian Lun both swayed slightly, but neither of them stepped back. Their eyes met, and even the hair on each other's faces was clearly visible.
"Ye Lingtian, you are indeed a cowardly and incompetent mediocrity!"
Sensing the fiery and manic aura on Ye Chen's body, Qianlun never stopped his verbal offensive, intending to further erode Ye Chen's mind.
"For the sake of a few powerless mortals, you would not hesitate to sacrifice your own cultivation life in order to avenge them. It is really stupid!"
"The earth chose you as the son of the stars. This is the biggest mistake!"
Facing Qianlun's ridicule, Ye Chen's eyes did not waver at all, only strong anger was burning.
He raised his left hand, blue-red flames bloomed on his fist, and he struck out suddenly.
The fourth form of the Three Jue Fist, sealing the world! He knew that with the power of the first three forms of the Three Jue Fist, it would not be able to hurt Qianlun at all, so with one move, it was the fourth form! "Roar!"
The fist punched through the air, accompanied by a roaring sound like a beast, roaring forward.
Qianlun's pupils immediately shrank, and at the same time he raised his hand and punched out.
"Tiger Demon Fist!"
A ferocious tiger head appeared in the void, and then opened its mouth angrily, clashing with the force of Ye Chen's fist.
"Boom!"
In the sky above Lucheng, sand and rocks suddenly flew, and the heaven and earth trembled. Even the black demonic energy that enveloped Lucheng rolled violently and was about to be shattered.
The next moment, Ye Chen groaned and stepped back with the soles of his feet. He was instantly knocked back three steps by the incomparable power of the Tiger Demon Fist, and another trace of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.
On the other hand, Qian Lun only swayed his body, but he did not take even half a step back. Obviously, Ye Chen was still at a disadvantage in this encounter.
"It's not enough, it's not enough!"
Ye Chen murmured softly, the flames in his eyes became more turbulent, and the blue-red flames on his body jumped up and turned into fierce fire. The height of the flames before was only about ten feet, but now it instantly rose to ten feet in size, and the sky-eating dragon flames also impacted further.
He touched Ye Chen's cells and once again tapped out the potential in his body.
He looked at Qianlun, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he fisted with both hands at the same time. Two tornadoes were activated from the surface of his fist, and a destructive aura appeared overwhelmingly.
The fifth form of the Three Jue Fist, swallowing the sun and the moon! The sixth form of the Three Jue Fist, holding the sky! This time, Ye Chen fired both fists together, with devastating punches, accompanied by extremely hot blue and red flames, like two
The roaring fire dragon cuts across the void.
Wherever it passed, all the black demonic energy was evaporated away. The originally closed sky was carved into two huge passages, allowing sunlight to shine in, and the brilliance shone on the land of Lucheng again.
Feeling the aura of power in front of him that could annihilate all things, Qianlun's expression became more solemn. He immediately gave a low shout and grasped the long black knife into his palm.
Then he half-squatted with his legs, making a lunge, and pulled the long knife back diagonally with both hands, making a huge arc.
"Shura Purgatory Slash!"
A black crescent-shaped sword light suddenly swept out, hundreds of feet across the sky. On the trajectory it passed, countless black demonic energies rushed in along with it, adding to the sword light, making it stronger and stronger.
More and more condensed.
Two roaring flaming fists followed and collided with the black sword light.
"Crack!"
This time, there was no astonishing confrontation of power, no stalemate at all. The moment the flame fist power and the black sword light came into contact, they melted and disintegrated, turning into pieces in the void.
Blood instantly gushed out from Ye Chen's mouth, and he took a step back again. But this time, Qianlun's expression also changed wildly, and he stepped back ten feet in a row, and a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth, swaying into the sky.
He was actually injured! "How is that possible?"
Qianlun stared at the blood stained on his palms with disbelief in his eyes.
Ye Chen's burning of his body to gain combat power really surprised him, but he never thought that Ye Chen's combat power would be stimulated to such an extent at this moment.
Now he felt like a prey, being stared at by a barbaric beast from the prehistoric era, which would not let go until it completely devoured him.
"rub!"
At this moment, the sound of a sword brought Qian Lun back to reality from the shock.
He raised his eyes in astonishment, his pupils suddenly tightened, and he saw that in Ye Chen's hand, a simple and dark long sword had appeared. In the sky, countless purple thunders extended down, and the violent power of thunder filled the sky above Lu City.
Just like the scene in front of Sixiang Mountain, where the young man stood with his sword across his body and cut off his body with one sword.
"That move?"
Qianlun's heart sank. When she saw Ye Chen holding out the long black sword, a kind of fear emerged from the bottom of her heart. It was like some kind of horror video she had seen in her childhood, lingering in her heart like a shadow.
Can't be separated for a long time.
Ye Chen didn't pay attention to Qianlun's thoughts at this moment. His burning palm gently wiped over the black long sword, and the black long sword was also covered with a layer of blue and red flames.
"Zhenwu Jietian Sword, I refined you, and you helped me kill countless powerful enemies. But after today, maybe you and I will have to say goodbye forever!"
The Zhenwu Jietian Sword is not a sword, but a divine sword with a sword spirit. In other words, it also possesses an alternative form of life.
Sensing the emotions in the master's heart, Zhenwu Jietian Sword also trembled slightly and made a sad sound. In this sadness, there is an indomitable fighting spirit.
As long as the master wants to fight, he will depend on him for life and death and fight to the last moment! "Old man, with this last blow, let us kill the evil together!"
The anger in Ye Chen's eyes suddenly erupted, and the blue and white flames burning on his body also shot up into the sky. A dragon roar came out from the Zhenwu Tianjian Sword, and the purple thunder in the sky transformed into thunder dragons, and then each other
It entwined and condensed into a huge purple thunder ball of several hundred feet.
"The meaning of true martial arts·driving the devil!"
Following Ye Chen's soft whisper, a huge thunder beam of hundreds of feet suddenly shot out, sealing off the space where Qianlun was located, making it impossible to retreat and avoid.
In an instant, the demonic energy covering the sky above Lu City exploded one after another! Qianlun's figure was also submerged in this huge thunder beam!