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Chapter 682 I am enough

"Tantrism·Red Sun Mudra!"

The Red Sun Dharma King's palms are in a mudra, and the mudra in front of him are flying like heavy mountains. When the two palms are put together, red light suddenly appears and scatters across the sky.

"boom!"

The big flaming hand came out of the air, and the red light handprint was not to be outdone, and hit the big flaming hand head-on.

"Bang bang!"

The sound of explosions echoed in the sky, and the entire ground still trembled slightly. Countless residents of the community stuck their heads out of the windows and looked at the spectacle in the sky, all of them pale in horror.

"Um?"

Flames rose on Ye Chen's palms, and there were flames floating around the giant flaming hands in front of him. However, no matter how raging the flames were, they could only melt the red handprint at an extremely slow speed and could not be broken with one move.

Since Ye Chen's debut, no enemy has ever been able to resist the Flame Breath Killer whenever he used it. He always defeated the enemy with one blow. However, today, the all-conquering Flame Breath Killer was blocked abruptly.

As everyone knows, the Red Sun Dharma King opposite is also filled with awe and shock.

His Red Sun Mudra was a Tantric Mahamudra, which he had improved upon himself. With his centuries-old king-level cultivation, it was as powerful as overwhelming the mountains and the sea.

Back in the snowy mountains near Tibet, he used this hand to push the heavy half of the iceberg into the Tianhe River, allowing the Tianhe River to store water.

With just one handprint of his, even a speeding train can drag him back alive. You can imagine how powerful he is.

But Ye Chen's flaming hand made him feel almost irresistible. There was a heavy air in his chest, and he couldn't breathe out.

"Ye Lingtian is really powerful if he can defeat thousands of armies, but I don't know where his cultivation comes from. Could it be that he is the reincarnation of some old monster?"

The Red Sun Dharma King's heart was filled with fear, but he did not dare to take it lightly. The strong true energy in his body spurted out, and he blessed the red light hand seal to prevent it from breaking.

"Whoosh!"

The two handprints were in a stalemate in the sky, and a sound of breaking through the air suddenly resounded.

Lian Daocheng flicked his fingers, and a dark pipe appeared in his hand. He held the pipe horizontally and tapped it lightly in the void.

"Buzz!"

There was a wave of waves in the void, and a thin line divided the space and turned into a fierce wind, shooting towards Ye Chen's eyebrows.

A hundred-year-old king-level, condenses the true essence into a line, and condenses the lethality into a point. The power is more than ten times that of the true essence training?

Even Daocheng's attack could penetrate the alloy armor of three tanks in a row.

"rub!"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the big hand of flames dissipated. He stepped back, his body shifted, and the strong wind blew across Ye Chen's forehead, picking up a few broken hairs.

The strong wind blew down and landed on the top of a house. Several concrete walls exploded into pieces all over the sky. Many residents ran away with their heads in their hands, and for a while, wailing could be heard everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen frowned slightly, but in just a moment, another figure flew into the sky and landed on Ye Chen's head.

"Magic Cloud Hand!"

Pang Meng pushed out with one palm, and his true energy condensed into a big hand containing dark evil energy. It looked ethereal, and waves of evil energy spread from it, pressing down on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen had just dodged an attack, and without adjusting his body, he could only barely make a move, punching from bottom to top, aimed at the center of the demonic hand.

"Bang!"

Ye Chen was forced to attack, but Pang Meng charged up a blow. There was only a muffled sound, and Ye Chen's body shook slightly and flew downwards.

"Ye Lingtian, as a successor of Wuqing Dao, I shouldn't besiege you with others, but if you live forever, you can leave everything behind!"

"Today, you will definitely lose!"

Ye Chen fell ten feet in a row, and a cold voice sounded from behind him.

Li Xie's figure was like a ghost, suddenly appearing behind Ye Chen. This was a unique concealment technique of the Wuqing Dao lineage five hundred years ago. It could completely conceal one's own aura. Those who have achieved great mastery can even travel through space.

The ability to move at will within a certain distance.

Before this technique, Sherlock Dahl, who was known as the Hermit, was nothing more than a frog in a well and completely incomparable.

The moment Li Xie's voice fell, he pointed out his index finger and pressed it on the back of Ye Chen's heart.

"Stab it!"

A ray of light flashed, Ye Chen grunted, and was knocked forward, flying dozens of feet away.

The four century-old kings shot continuously, one after another, one after another, with unstoppable power. Since Ye Chen became famous, he has never been so completely suppressed except when facing the modern army of the United States.

"The four kings join forces, interlocking with each other, and their techniques are interconnected. It is simply terrifying to the extreme!"

"Now that four kings are taking action, Ye Lingtian can no longer resist it. If six kings take action at the same time, Ye Lingtian will be in a desperate situation!"

Luo Ziyuan murmured softly and turned to look at Jingyi, "Master, judging from the current situation, Ye Lingtian will definitely lose!"

Jingyi nodded heavily and said solemnly: "Indeed!"

"If fighting alone, Ye Lingtian is not afraid of any of the six people, but if the six people join forces, the power is ten times more powerful?"

"Ye Lingtian fought against thousands of troops in the Middle East. Although he won in the end, what he faced were modern weapons controlled by people after all. They couldn't do whatever they wanted, so there were flaws to be found!"

"And now, Ye Lingtian is facing six living people, which is a hundred times more dangerous than facing thousands of armies in ancient times!"

Jingyi shook her head and her tone became more solemn: "More than that, Bibo Yanke and others just want to grab the sword quickly and don't care about the casualties around them. In their eyes, these ordinary residents are just ants!"

"But Ye Lingtian obviously had some scruples in his attacks and didn't want to hurt innocent people, so after evading Lian Daocheng's move, he chose to attack head-on later. As a result, Ye Lingtian's combat power will lose at least 30%!"

"Today, he may really be forced into a desperate situation!"

Luo Ziyuan had seen Ye Chen avoid four century-old kings with one move, and she already recognized Ye Chen's power in her heart, but now that she saw Ye Chen being forced into such "embarrassment" by six people, she was still slightly disappointed.

Previously, Ye Chen had won many battles without losing a single one. Why she had to see Ye Chen being defeated for the first time, it was hard to understand how she felt in her heart.

She pondered for a moment and continued: "Master, if Ye Lingzhen is defeated, will you help him?"

Jingyi nodded immediately with a stern look: "Of course, Ye Lingtian is the successor appointed by the Dragon King. No matter the Dragon King or the Martial Alliance, they will never let anything happen to him. If Ye Lingtian loses, I will take action!"

"With the reputation and power of the Martial Alliance, these six people don't dare to be too presumptuous!"

"I'm not interfering now because I want to let Ye Lingtian taste the taste of failure. Only after a defeat can a person learn from the pain and reach the top again!"

"Today's defeat is not a bad thing for Ye Lingtian, but a great benefit!"

After Luo Ziyuan heard this, she suddenly understood and truly admired her master's great wisdom.

But Li Qingyu next to him was always staring at Ye Chen, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

Luo Ziyuan and Jingyi both thought that Ye Chen would be defeated, but she was the only one who always believed that the undefeated emperor was still the undefeated emperor! In the sky, Ye Chen paused, but his eyes had changed from calm to sharp.

Although he said before that he would send six people on the road, it was actually just talk. After all, he considered the future king-level battle and did not want to kill six people and cause Dongfang to lose six of its most powerful combatants in the future. But now, he has already

Lost patience.

"Originally, for the sake of the future king-level battle between the East and the West, I just wanted to force the six of you back. I didn't want the East to lose its six most powerful combatants!"

"But now, I have changed my mind!"

"In the future king-level battle, I alone will be enough!"

A murderous intent suddenly swept across the sky, and half of the sky was dyed a strange blood red!


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