"Oh! Interesting, he actually hid part of his strength." Holy Son Jinfeng judged the strength based on what he saw and heard about the Holy Snake. For example, the Yin Demon Sect and the Bishui Ling Sect teamed up to kill the elder of the Holy Snake.
The Holy Snake who sent the message saw it and told him that as for Ye Chen, he was only equivalent to an ordinary spiritual sea realm power, not very outstanding. At this moment, when he exploded, his strength suddenly doubled, and it was impossible not to attract attention.
After looking around, Holy Son Jinfeng said: "The two people who killed the Holy Snake elders will be left to you, it should be fine!"
"Don't worry, Holy Son, I, Sang Qing, will make sure they never come back if I take action."
There was a sneer on the face of the priest elder on the left hand. Holy Son Jinfeng is the holy son of the Bolan Saint Clan. His talent and understanding are not outstanding, and his potential is huge. He cannot compare with him. Therefore, in terms of strength, he is not inferior to Holy Son Jinfeng.
, but in terms of status, there is a lot of difference. Within the clan, the saint son and saint daughter are generally only under the clan leader and have a noble status.
"I, Boyan, will definitely kill them too." The sacrificial elder on the right stared closely at the Bishui Ling Sect.
Holy Son Jinfeng nodded, "Very good, let's take action!"
Hearing this, the sacrificial elder named Sang Qing rushed towards the Yin Mo Sect. With a thought, he condensed a pair of invisible and qualitative armor of thoughts on his body. He held a shining silver shield in his left hand and a three-pointed two-edged gun in his right hand.
, although underground humans do not practice true energy, but because they also practice body-building techniques, they are powerful and can run as fast as thunder, like an ancient mammoth rushing towards the opponent at full speed.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" The Yin Mo Sect tightened his right hand, and a scimitar more than four feet long appeared in his hand. The back of the scimitar was thick and thin, and the blade was long and narrow. As the Yin Mo Sect waved his right hand, the cold light flashed away.
The air was immediately cut open and smooth as if it were nothing.
Ding!
The first time the two met, they were evenly matched.
"Your opponent is me." Seeing Sang Qing and the Yin Mo Sect take action, Boyan was not to be outdone. He cast his hands like a net, dancing out phantoms. The next moment, a web of thoughts all over the sky enveloped the Bishui Ling Sect.
, layer after layer, strictly.
Bishui Lingzong narrowed his eyes, and the big jade spiral driven by martial arts will spread out, guarding himself in the center, letting the web of thoughts wrap around him.
As for the others, they have been fighting fiercely for a long time. However, in comparison, the underground humans still have the absolute advantage. In terms of long-distance attacks, the underground humans' thoughts are very important. The spears thrown can easily penetrate the weapons of the strong ones in the Star Realm.
Physically, in close combat, the physical strength of underground humans is not comparable to that of the strong people in the Star Realm. They are like humanoid monsters with incomparable strength. However, the people from the outside world are not without merit. In terms of combat skills, underground
Human beings can't keep up with the horse, the two are not on the same level at all.
Murong Qingcheng's opponents are three underground humans. Unlike other underground humans, these three people are not in a hurry to take Murong Qingcheng's life. They seem to have some plan. Since Murong Qingcheng condensed the prototype of martial arts, she has been able to use her martial arts will to increase her full power.
However, in the face of intangible and qualitative ideas, there is no quick solution.
"It's your honor to die in my hands." Jin Feng Shengzi walked towards Ye Chen step by step, with a very relaxed expression. In his opinion, dealing with Ye Chen personally was already overkill, killing a chicken with a bull's knives, but it's not like that anyway.
If you are bored, why not have some fun.
Ye Chen couldn't understand the other party's words, but that didn't mean he couldn't see the other party's contempt. He stood motionless, his back straight, like a sword about to be unsheathed, a swordsman's fierceness.
The breath spreads all around.
Holy Son Jin Feng smiled coldly and suddenly raised his hand.
Poof!
The invisible blade of thought grazed Ye Chen's neck, drawing a crack nearly a hundred meters long on the mountainous ground. As for why he missed the hit, it was not because Holy Son Jin Feng was merciful, but because Ye Chen tilted his head at the critical moment and was in danger.
And narrowly avoided the attack.
"not bad."
Holy Son Jinfeng curled his lips.
"You also take my sword."
Ye Chen didn't care whether the other party understood his words or not, he unsheathed his sword in an instant and swiped it from bottom to top, the sword glowed brightly.
Boom!
After all, Holy Son Jin Feng underestimated Ye Chen. He did not expect that Ye Chen's sword was so fast and unexpected. He had no time to dodge, so he had to lay out an indestructible mental barrier in front of him, which quickly became thicker and wider.
The invisible sword light condensed by the Destruction Sword Intention collided with the mental barrier, and the ground began to collapse and crack. The surrounding broken trees burst into pieces with a pop and turned into fly ash. The Golden Wind Holy Son himself was caught off guard and retreated ten times in a row.
Step by step, the impact of the sword intent was resolved.
With a wave of his palm, Holy Son Jinfeng glanced at his left shoulder. A piece of golden fur there was shaved off, and fine hairs were flying in front of him. His face was very ugly.
"Very good, you finally got me interested. I don't know how you can block the next move?" Jinfeng Shengzi looked a little solemn. Ye Chen was not as easy to deal with as he thought. Of course, he
He doesn't regard Ye Chen as a serious rival yet, he just takes him a little seriously.
"Golden Storm!"
The Holy Son of Gold Wind opened his mouth and drank, and the air in front of him was immediately expelled, and the blades of thoughts shot out in an irregular manner like a violent storm.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The sound of metal explosions sounded, and Ye Chen defeated the blade of thought with one sword after another. Because the sword speed was too fast, it felt like he had struck three or four swords. In fact, he had struck at least seventeen swords.
Each sword will cut away all the blades of thought in a straight line.
"Asshole, die!"
The soil collapsed under his feet, and the Holy Son of the Golden Wind took a step forward. As he took this step, more blades of thought were formed, and centered on a point, they spun crazily, creating a horizontal tornado composed of blades of thought.
, the front end of the tornado was cone-shaped and hit Ye Chen at high speed.
"Tenraikiri!"
Holding the Destruction Sword with both hands, Ye Chen used the Destruction Sword Intent to push out the most powerful and powerful Tenraikiri. He swung out the sword, as if the world was split open, and the horizontal tornado composed of the blade of thoughts split from it and divided into two parts.
Second, make the attack of Holy Son of Gold Wind fail.
"Impossible, how can his sword intention be so strong?" Holy Son Jinfeng finally changed his color. In the Bolan Saint Clan, he had condensed his martial spirit a year ago. Once the martial spirit is 10%, his will is equivalent to the outside world.
He has great power in the spiritual sea realm, and after using his will and turning it into his thoughts, his offensive power has increased several times, which is definitely not inferior to the master-level martial arts will. Ye Chen can block his full blow, doesn't it mean that the opponent's sword intention
, is a master-level sword intent. It is simply unbelievable that someone in his twenties has a master-level sword intent. At least in the history of the underground world, such people rarely appear.