After killing each other and being knocked back, the six Xuanzong ancestors who were at the forefront were completely dumbfounded.
Behind him, the "reinforcements" who were divided into two and three levels were also stunned on the spot.
Fan Shichang, who was flying over the battlefield, frowned: "This guy's movement skills are really weird. He can actually change his shape within a small area?"
"However, as long as I continue the Wubei power of the Heavenly Monument to the thirteenth floor, the killing range will be enough to cover a thousand feet in radius!"
"You can't escape no matter what..."
As his thoughts moved secretly, the heavenly monument he held in his right hand was still spinning.
With each additional rotation, the power of the huge mouth of purple fire spitting out from around the sky monument will become even more majestic.
At this time, Ku Ku, who was sitting in the central army and commanding the skeleton army to hunt down, suddenly sent a message: "Boss, are you sure you don't want my help?"
"That old fat man over there, who has always been outside the core battle group, is getting more and more terrifying with his mysterious power..."
Chen Shen's mind moved secretly: "I've noticed it too. It doesn't matter, I can just try it on him."
Immediately, he raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Why don't you guys stop fighting? Keep going? It's quite exciting, I haven't seen enough yet!"
When the ancestors of Xuanzong who were forced to kill each other heard this, they were all furious: "Stop being so crazy!"
"Watch the move!"
"Huhuhuhu..."
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
For a time, many Xuanzong repositioned the young man in white and continued to attack fiercely at close range.
After a full three breaths, everyone was punching and kicking, and their swords were struck no less than a hundred times.
But Chen Shen never even touched the corner of Chen Shen's clothes. Instead, he couldn't hold back his strength and beat his own people to pieces.
The body, which had already been injured by the roar of the dragon soul and lion before, was even worse at this moment...
"Ha, not bad, not bad!"
"At the beginning, there was only Xia Caiyue, a nine-star Xuanzong, and he couldn't test the depth of this middle-grade heavenly body technique."
"Now it seems... relying on the mystery of this body technique, Brother can come and go freely among thousands of Xuanzong!"
Chen Shen smiled with satisfaction and restrained the effect of Lingbo's Ghostly Shadow Step in time.
Although this body technique is mysterious, it consumes a lot of mystical energy and divine soul power.
"From Male Gobi, are you a loach?"
"No matter how beautiful you are in escaping, you are still escaping. Are you brave enough to compete head-on with me?"
Finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily.
"As you wish - Frost Fist!"
Chen Shen shouted loudly.
In fact, in the past few days, everyone has provoked Chen Shen many times, but the other party has always been indifferent, and the beatings made them complain endlessly.
At this moment, this man had no hope at all, he just wanted to yell a few words to vent his anger.
Unexpectedly, the young man in white not only agreed this time, but also abandoned his weapon and attacked with his fists?
"Ha, after all, it's the nature of a young man, and he can't bear to be provoked."
The Eight-Star Xuanzong was overjoyed and struck out with the mountain-breaking ax in his hand: "Suffer death!"
"Star Wind Slash!"
"Huchichichi..."
The hunting wind was wrapped in the cold light of the ax blade, and he cut at the waist.
At the same time, Chen Shen's Purple Thunder Fist, which was originally as big as an ox, quickly turned into reality as he swung his arms out, and finally condensed into an existence the size of an ordinary fist.
It's just that the strength condensed on the fist edge is especially Shen Ba!
"boom!"
In an instant, the ax blade clashed with the fist, bursting with power.
Chen Shen's expression remained unchanged, but Eight-Star Xuanzong was overjoyed: "Hahahaha, it seems that the last few killing moves have turned you into a weakling."
"The power of this punch is not very good. If it can be used to death, it is a middle-level spiritual level mysterious skill..."
After the light of the Ningshuang Fist dimmed, the Eight-Star Xuanzong's ax blade still had a third of its power: "Now, it's time for me to show off my power - I'll cripple one of your arms first!"
At the same time, Chen Shen's right hand changed from a fist to a palm, and he straightened up to catch the ax blade.
"Boom~"
The next moment, a palm and an ax collided at zero distance, and there was a crisp sound of the collision of fine iron?
"What?"
The Eight-Star Xuanzong looked horrified. He saw that his ax blade was really tightly held by the right hand of the young man in white, without even a scratch on his flesh.
"Huh? Those dark red things on the palms are...scales?"
At this moment, Chen Shen's other hand holding the Ghost Slayer Puppet Scythe danced impressively.
On the opposite side, the Eight-Star Xuanzong's moves are old and useless, but at this moment they are unable to pull back their weapons to block.
By the time he recognized the reality and wanted to abandon his troops and flee, it was too late——
"puff!"
"ah!"
A scream sounded out, he had been disemboweled and died immediately...
"Sect Master Wang, rest in peace. I will send him to Jiuquan to apologize to you soon!"
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
At the same time that Sect Leader Wang of that level sect was disemboweled, Chen Shen's side, back, and even the back of his head were all struck by the killing moves of other besieged ancestors.
However, in the next moment, everyone who thought they had succeeded with one blow suddenly froze in their smiles of victory.
They rallied to kill each other, hitting every move, but they were forcefully carried down by that young man?
Even if they were injured before and their combat effectiveness was dampened.
But with the combined attack and killing power of so many Xuanzong ancestors, they all hit the target.
Even if the person who was hit was a peak Xuanzong person, he would most likely not survive, right?
"Gu... As expected of the ancestors of Xuanzong, their lethality is quite strong."
"After my body-protecting profound energy was breached, even the dragon scales attached to my body were on the verge of breaking."
Chen Shen's soft words and the smile on his lips, falling into the eyes of everyone at this moment, are simply a shame and a great humiliation!
"The stick swings in all directions!"
Another middle-level spiritual-level mysterious skill came out, and the Ghost-Slaying Puppet Sickle was swept by Chen Shen with a round swing——
"Bang bang bang, puff puff puff..."
After an instant, all the Xuanzong ancestors who had gathered around were severely injured, and eight seven-star Xuanzong realm beings died on the spot!
They have experienced Chen Shen's roar of dragon soul and lion, and were forced to "kill each other". Now that 10% of their combat power has been reduced to 60 to 70%, how can they still fight?
"Retreat...retreat!"
The survivors all decided to quit.
Just in mid-air, a burst of laughter suddenly came: "Hahahahahaha, everyone, just take care of yourself now that you are here!"
Fan Shichang's overwhelming murderous intent swept the entire city instantly.
"Zongzhu Fan, you, what do you mean?"
Just because of the other party's solid murderous intention, they were also included in it.
Everyone was shocked: "Don't forget the blood oath you made before!"
"Huh, I just said that I won't share the spoils of that kid. But if you all die and no one comes to share, then what's wrong with everything belonging to this sect?"
"The Heavenly Monument is Wubei—The Thirteen Towns of Perfection!"
In an instant, thousands of purple fire giant mouths bit out, like a giant fishing net, spreading all over the world.
He not only wants to kill Chen Shen, but also wants to kill everyone, keep all the spoils for himself, and be the final winner...