Tens of thousands of disciples of the Zizai Sect died innocently, causing Xiahou Yuan to fall into madness. He burned all his energy and blood, and combined with the magic armor, burst out extremely terrifying fighting power.
Holding fist seals with his hands covered in Linjia, Xia Houyuan punched out with a fierce and domineering light, hitting Chen Yu's new sword with a clanking sound.
Zhu Shiji, the leader of the Tiandao Sect, was still fighting even though his black war spear was broken. He rushed towards Chen Yu with disheveled hair, like a wild beast.
As for Bai Jiutian, the leader of Tianyao Sect, he is like a banished immortal. The bloody spear in his hand is like a poisonous snake. His moves are cruel and cunning, forcing Chen Yu to retreat step by step. yyls
The three half-step Nascent Soul experts were completely desperate for their lives. They had no scruples and went all out. Everyone was shrouded in red clouds.
"The devil surnamed Chen has finally lost. If it continues like this, the odds are against him." A sect leader saw the clues and felt that Chen Yu wouldn't be able to hold on for too long.
The strongest among the three strong men in the Xuanling Realm, the top of the top, are all fighting for their lives with Chen Yu.
Even if Zhu Shiji, Xia Houyuan, and Bai Jiutian win this battle, it will only be a miserable victory. After that, the remaining life span of the three people will be consumed, and their realm will even fall.
"The Battle of Tianwang Mountain really opened my eyes. I will have no regrets in my life." Some seniors who came hundreds of thousands of miles away to watch the battle in southern Xinjiang lamented that their trip was worthwhile.
This battle has never happened in a thousand years, and it will never happen in another thousand years, just this once.
"Even if the demon surnamed Chen is defeated here, he will become a star above Qingming in the Xuanling world, blooming with his own light, allowing future generations to target him and strive to reach the top." Some people also praised Chen Yu,
I feel that he will become a benchmark for the future of the Xuanling world and a mountain for those who come after him to look up to.
Wang Xinyao was so anxious that she could not wait to rush forward and fight alongside Chen Yu. The daughter of the Xuan Mo Sect did not want Chen Yu to die here. No matter whether it was to be famous throughout history or to be infamous for thousands of years, living is the true kingly way.
If you die, you will lose everything. So what if you are number one in the world? What if you are the leader in the world? Time is ruthless, and after a long time, Chen Yu will always be forgotten.
With tens of thousands of spectators at the rear, Ji Jianting could no longer sit still, threw away his wine bottle, stood up and looked out.
The girl in white clothes said sarcastically at the side: "Little fat man, your brother is about to go out of business. Why don't you rush up and help?"
"Me?!" Looking at the four men who looked like ferocious dragons in the melee, Ji Jianting smiled awkwardly and said: "I'll forget it. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to pretend is better left to my brother!"
"Come on, you're just afraid of death!" The girl in white showed no mercy, exposing Ji Jian's hypocritical mask.
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"Pu Chi!" In the center of the battlefield, Chen Yu was finally injured. He was grazed by Bai Jiutian's bloody spear on his cheek. His skin was torn, and a line of blood spattered out, like bright red agate, which made people crazy.
Eyes full of blood.
"Zheng!" Zhu Shiji saw the opportunity and swung half of the black war spear and smashed it.
Chen Yu reluctantly raised his new sword, and the war spear struck the sword. The unparalleled power was like a torrent, making Chen Yu's right hand holding the sword shake violently, and his bones were shaking.
"Boom!" Xia Houyuan's domineering fist came over and knocked the new sword away.
The new sword, filled with black and yellow aura, turned into a stream of light, flew hundreds of miles away, and stuck in the body of a large mountain with a clang.
The towering mountain disintegrated on the spot, with ridges breaking and rocks collapsing.
"The outcome has long been determined. Now the fighting spirit of the three half-step Nascent Soul giants is unprecedentedly fierce. Even if the devil surnamed Chen wants to escape, it is too late!" Some people asserted that it was only a matter of time before Chen Yu's defeat, and it was impossible.
There is a chance to turn around.
On the top of the mountain, Xia Hou Gong, whose face was full of tears, roared towards the battlefield, "Father, kill the devil surnamed Chen, kill this beast, I will eat his flesh and blood alive, crush his bones, and I will take his head
, be my vessel for holding wine!”
Huang Cang and Xia Houying, including dozens of elite disciples of the Zizai Sect, were all filled with righteous indignation and wished they could come forward in person and bite Chen Yu to death one by one.
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"Hoo!" In the center of the battlefield, Chen Yu's chest rose and fell violently. He was breathing, and there was a drumming sound in his abdomen, like those ancient beasts that roamed the main realm and swallowed the sun, moon and stars alive.
"You are scared after all!" Zhu Shiji, Bai Jiutian, and Xia Houyuan, who were surrounded by red clouds, stared at Chen Yu, and the leader of the Tiandao Sect made a sarcastic comment.
"Afraid?!" Chen Yu closed his eyes, looked up to the sky and took a deep breath of hot air. He lowered his head again and stared at the master of Tiandao Sect, the master of Tianyao Sect, and the master of Zizi Sect with a look of disdain in his throat.
Cold snort.
"Demon surnamed Chen, your newly forged sword was knocked away by us, why do you have to fight again?" Xia Houyuan said in a vicissitudes of voice but arrogantly.
At this point, the mentality of the three half-step Nascent Soul masters has changed. They no longer feel that it is a shame for the three of them to join forces to surround Chen Yu. On the contrary, they feel that it is a shame to force Chen Yu into this situation.
the glory above.
"Without the sword, so what? I will still take your heads!"
"Kill!" Chen Yu roared, his murderous aura shaking the heavens and the earth, scattering the billowing dark clouds in the sky.
The murderous aura struck, making the tens of thousands of spectators tremble, and their bodies felt extremely painful, as if they were about to fall apart.
"It's too scary. At this time, the demon surnamed Chen still has such energy!" A sect elder exclaimed, with blood surging in his body. Although he was not in the middle of the battlefield, he felt that he was being watched by Chen Yu.
The roar shook the whole place, and Chen Yu, with his black hair flying wildly, rushed towards Zhu Shiji, Bai Jiutian, and Xia Houyuan with his bare hands.
He was so strong that it exceeded the limits of people's imagination. He made fists with both hands and fought with three half-step Nascent Soul giants.
His fists struck Zhu Shiji's half-black war spear, Bai Jiutian's blood-colored spear, and Xia Houyuan's magic armor, making a clanging sound like iron.
The hair of tens of thousands of people watching the battle stood on end, the cold air spread over their bodies, and their exposed skin was covered with dense goosebumps.
If it weren't for the Nascent Soul being able to kill innocent people indiscriminately in the small realm, everyone present would probably think that Chen Yu had really entered the Nascent Soul realm.
His terrifying power is beyond what a half-step Nascent Soul can achieve!
"Boom!" With one punch, Chen Yu smashed the remaining half of Zhu Shiji's black war spear.
His fist hit Zhu Shiji's chest hard, but with the crisp sound of bones breaking, the poor Tiandao Sect Master was directly blasted to the ground, creating a deep pit in the scorched earth.
This was not over yet. Chen Yu turned back, leaving only an afterimage on the spot, like a bolt of lightning. He avoided the blow of the bloody spear, and made a fierce stroke with the index and middle fingers of his right hand side by side like a sword.
With a squeak, a line of blood spattered out, and a huge head rose into the sky!