His face moved slightly, the look in his eyes became solemn, and he said in a deep voice:
"You are very courageous. There are no more than five people who dare to take the initiative to attack me today. You are the youngest one. If you don't die after this battle, this matter will be wiped out!"
Of course Ye Chen knew what Shi Zhixuan was talking about. He didn't care. After today, it was hard to tell whether Shi Zhixuan was his opponent or not, and there was no point in pursuing it. But whether he could survive today all depended on whether his body could block his opponent.
, if you can survive to the next day, everything will be fine, if you can't survive, everything will be lost.
When the aura in his body reached its highest level, the military boots under his feet and the soil underground exploded at the same time. The thick floorboards shattered the ground like a cannon, and the whole person hit Shi Zhixuan like a cannonball, instantly tearing him apart.
"Phantom!"
His heart trembled, but not unexpectedly, the tall body like a wall turned around and punched across the air. The terrifying energy accelerated and broke the sound barrier, using his arm as the source to form a huge air fan several meters long, blowing all the way.
A wall blocking him was swept away, rubble flew, and smoke filled the air. A palm containing terrifying power slapped his forehead. The flesh on his thick neck bulged, and his whole neck swelled.
, bear this palm for life.
"Huh!"
A sound of surprise above his head flickered, and the palm on his head was retracted. The next second, another finger pointed at the Mingmen point on his back. Sharp force spurted out. Ye Chen felt a sharp pain in his back, and he gritted his teeth.
of an arch.
"Boom boom boom..."
Every time he stepped on the ground, a terrifying force burst out, shattering the ground like a bulldozer plowing through it. Countless gravels were shattered into powder, and smoke and dust rose up, turning the surroundings into darkness.
At this time, Ye Chen finally spotted Shi Zhixuan's ghostly figure in the smoke.
But seeing it is one thing, being able to hit him is another matter. He defended on the spot and was hit from time to time. Shi Zhixuan's skill was far stronger than that of ordinary masters. Every time a blow hit him, there would be a powerful one.
The body can withstand most of it, and the remaining energy can penetrate the muscles and penetrate into the body. If the Shengang Body hadn't been strengthened in all directions and even the internal organs, other experts in physical training would have died alive after their internal organs were shattered.
But even so, he still felt very uncomfortable. After all, no matter how strong the internal organs were, they couldn't compare to the muscles and bones.
Fortunately, although it was uncomfortable, the good news was that he could withstand Shi Zhixuan's attack, at least for the time being. Shi Zhixuan could only slowly wear him to death by accumulating damage, and with Ye Chen's current vitality, he wanted to wear him to death.
Not easy.
Moreover, he did not have the chance to slowly grind to death. A great master took action with all his strength, which was as obvious as a torch in the induction of other masters. And this was in Luoyang City, where masters gathered, or near the Sui Palace. It didn't take long for the two to fight.
Masters appeared one after another.
On a three-story building a few hundred meters away from the battlefield, there was an old man with white hair and a white beard wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a sword on his back. He was the Ziwu Sword Zuo Youxian, the successor of the Daozu True Tradition, a branch of the Demon Sect's True Tradition Sect, and
The other person next to Zuo Youxian, who looked like a rich man in a brocade robe with a big belly, was Rong Fengxiang, the successor of Laojun Guan, another branch of the Zhenzhuan sect, who was publicly known as the president of the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce.
Both of them are top masters of the Demon Sect, so of course they know the Evil King Shi Zhixuan. Because of this, their eyes were full of surprise at this time. Rong Fengxiang said curiously:
"Who can actually fight against the Evil King? Why have I never heard of him?"
Zuo Youxian shook his head:
"He is no match for the Evil King. If he hadn't practiced martial arts so well, he would have been defeated a long time ago."
"Senior brother, I don't agree with what I said."
Rong Fengxiang said:
"It can be said that it is unprecedented for anyone to have mastered the horizontal training function to such an extent. At least we have never heard of it. That big man can use this to fight against Shi Zhixuan to this point, which is enough to prove his strength. To put it bluntly, if he fights with us, we may not be able to do anything.
Not him."
Zuo Youxian remained silent. On the other side of the battlefield, four holy monks stood side by side and looked at the two people fighting in the distance. The master of wisdom clasped his hands together and said:
"The Evil King said that someone got there first and took away the Evil Emperor's relics. It seems that it was this donor."
He looked at the other three holy monks and suggested:
"The relics of evil emperors contain the spiritual will of evil emperors of all ages. Even if we use them, they may be controlled by evil thoughts. This donor's cultivation level is no less than ours. If he is controlled by evil thoughts, the harm caused will be even greater than that of evil kings and poor monks.
I suggest you discuss with the donor and hand over the Evil Emperor's relics to us to remove the evil thoughts in the relics."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other three holy monks nodded at the same time:
"This is a great virtue. For the sake of all people in the world, it cannot be used casually by others."
After the four holy monks finished speaking, they walked towards the battlefield of two people at the same time. The gravel energy thrown up by Ye Chen's rampage rushed in front of the four people, and was resisted by a thick layer of energy. The four monks worked together to walk less than a hundred meters away from them.
A few meters away, the erratic voice of Evil King Shi Zhixuan came:
"Are the four of you trying to take advantage of others' danger?"
Ye Chen moved his hands in front of him as fast as lightning. A palm as white as jade was inserted into his face and was blocked by his arms. There was a muffled sound, and the swollen energy exploded and swept away the smoke.
The figure of Shi Zhixuan in front of him was swept away by the air wave and disintegrated.
Too fast, Shi Zhixuan's speed was too fast, and his movement skills were too exquisite. From the beginning to the end, Ye Chen only passively fought back, but never hit a single hit. He was completely passive and took the beating. In terms of speed and dexterity, there was a crushing gap.
, this is the case even if he has mastered the Flying Immortal Step to great perfection.
The arrival of the four holy monks made Shi Zhixuan wary. After the palm failed, he stopped taking action and retreated more than ten meters behind.
The two stopped fighting, and the smoke and dust in the sky slowly settled, revealing Ye Chen's tall figure. His eyes swept from the four holy monks to the surroundings. In these surroundings, he sensed that in addition to the four holy monks and Shi Zhixuan, there were more than
He caught the breath of ten grand masters, and these people faintly surrounded themselves in the center.
He shrugged his shoulders and moved his aching muscles. Ye Chen knew that this time he was facing the biggest crisis. The sea and sky were vast, but if he couldn't get through it, everything would end.
At this time, the four holy monks had come to stand more than ten meters away from him. The wise holy monk put his hands together and saluted:
"Wisdom has seen the donor and heard that the donor took the evil emperor's relics from Yang Gong's treasury. The donor may not know that the evil emperor's relics contain the evil thoughts of evil emperors of all ages. If the donor absorbs the power of the evil emperor's relics, he may be in danger of being controlled by evil thoughts.
The poor monk discussed with all the brothers and was willing to help the donor expel the evil thoughts in the relics with Dharma."
At this time Venerable Emperor Xin of Huayan Sect also put his hands together and said:
"Donors, don't worry, we will never covet the power in the relics. Donors can follow us to expel evil thoughts from the relics and return the relics to the donor with our own hands immediately."