According to Chen Shen's original idea, once the roar of the dragon soul and lion came out, even if Deng Xianyang did not die, he would have been killed by the sound and his brains would be wiped out, so that he would only have half his life left.
But now...
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!"
At this moment, the image of the white-flamed lantern surrounding Deng Xianyang slowly dissipated.
The people inside stared with bloody eyes, gritted their teeth and said, "You dare to kill me, a member of the Zhiyang Sect? You little beast, I want you to die!"
After roaring, he condensed his fist with his left hand and punched out boldly: "Tianwangjuesha Fist!"
Almost at the moment when Deng Xianyang punched, Shuang Qing'er's expression suddenly changed and she shouted urgently: "Get out of the way!"
Because she knew very well that Tianwang Juesha Fist was one of the "nine unique skills" of Tianwang Jueyu.
Even though it is the weakest of the nine unique skills, it has reached the level of a unique mid-level earth-level skill.
After thousands of years of hard work and precipitation, Deng Xianyang has already cultivated the "Tianwan Jue Sha Fist" to a state of great perfection.
At this time, when a punch is thrown out, the blazing fire energy has the potential to collapse mountains and burn seas!
"Hide? Hey...it's over!"
Deng Xianyang roared extremely arrogantly.
At this distance, even those in the Xuanzong Ancestor realm would be unable to escape the scorching range of the Tianwanjuesha Fist using earth-level body skills.
Not to mention that the boy in white a hundred feet away is just a six-star Xuanzong...
The fire from Senbai's fist was about to engulf Chen Shen.
At this moment, the young man abandoned the heroic flag in his hand, saw a flash of white light, took out a purple gold stone couch, and placed it in front of him.
This thing was obtained by Chen Shen when he killed Fan Shichang, the leader of the Qianfan Sect on the way. It is called the Zijin Stone Stele, a middle-grade Xuanbing of the Earth Rank——
"The giant shield breaks the sky!"
"Buzz!"
In an instant, the purple gold stone tablet, which was as tall as one person and as generous as three people, was struck by Chen Shen's dancing tiger.
Thousands of half-virtual and half-real "Purple Thunder Shield Shadows" swayed out in all directions, layer upon layer, and in an instant, the water surrounding him was blocked.
“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!”
In the blink of an eye, the white fire fist and the purple thunder shield collided again and again!
"Kacha, kacha... boom, boom, boom!"
Soon, the purple thunder shields were shattered by the fists, and the sound of explosions and collapses could be heard endlessly.
Chen Shen was shocked: "With my current level of profound energy, I can't even withstand the power of his fist when I use the only copy of the Great Perfection Realm and high-grade spiritual version of the Giant Shield."
A look of surprise also flashed across Deng Xianyang's eyes: "How could a mid-level earth-level mysterious soldier, coupled with this shield defense skill, be able to block my firepower for so long? There are only two brushes."
"It's a pity... you're still not good enough at this level, so die!"
After that, he put the diamond-shaped lantern he was holding in his right hand on his left arm——
"Huu~huchichichi!"
"Bang!"
The already powerful white fist actually expanded by more than 30% at this moment, instantly tearing apart Chen Shen's remaining thunder shield defense.
"Uhhhhh!"
Hearing a cry of pain from the boy in white, his whole body was knocked backwards by the powerful fist and fire.
"Huh? You took a punch from me and you're not dead yet?"
"Your purple thunder energy is also a mutated element, right? No wonder it's so powerful."
Deng Xianyang muttered to himself for a moment, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger: "Hey, this is interesting!"
"I am going to defeat your willpower bit by bit, and disintegrate your fighting spirit piece by piece, until you end up crying and begging me for mercy, hahahahaha..."
A long series of wild laughter broke out, Deng Xianyang suddenly shook his black wings and chased after Chen Shen.
Seeing this, the elders and disciples of the Zhiyang Sect all had bitter expressions on their faces: "Oops, the supreme leader is addicted to playing again."
"Yes, whenever this happens, he won't care about anyone's life or death...including his own!"
"Hurry up and take the hero flag and escape from here..."
"Nine-fold dragon-patterned arm, kill!"
At this moment, a man wearing a half-moon iron mask jumped out from the crowd, with patterns of silver dragon scales clearly visible on his left arm——
"Bang!"
With one punch, one of the Zhiyangzong flag-bearers was directly punched through the chest. He stared at a pair of shocked eyes and wanted to say something, but could no longer say anything...
"You want to leave now? Humph, it's not that easy!"
Qian Shahan narrowed his eyes, and his murderous intention suddenly appeared.
After instantly killing a five-star Xuanzong peak figure with one punch, his offensive not only did not stop, but intensified.
Nowadays, he has become very proficient in controlling the nine-layered dragon-marked arm. If he only uses one or two gravity dragon-marked arms, even if he punches to the flesh, the side effects caused afterwards will not have any impact on him.
And the damage that this, two-level dragon-patterned arm can cause cannot be underestimated——
The cultivators in front of me who were first injured by Chen Shen's Dragon Soul Lion Roar were all five-star Xuanzong and above, but now they were killed by Qian Sha with one punch, and they were unable to parry!
"No...Headmaster Supreme, help me, help me!"
The more than 100 Zhiyangzong racers were immediately in disarray, running away one by one while shouting for help.
It's a pity that as they said before, once Deng Xianyang gets addicted to playing, he only cares about chasing his prey, and how can he care about their life and death?
"King Kong's Wrath!"
At this time, Yang Ze also joined the battle group.
After getting new techniques from Chen Shen that fit with them, once he used them, his Vajra body was as solid as a rock, and no one could stop him wherever he went!
"To this day... I can't control that much anymore. Kill one to save your capital, kill two and you'll make a profit!"
Shuang Qing'er retracted her gaze from the distance, and the ice phoenix blade in her hand danced rapidly, full of murderous intent.
"Help, help ah ah ah..."
Not long after, more than a hundred competitors from Zhiyang Sect were all slaughtered by masters from Qingyun Sect, Vajra Sect, Frost Rain Sect and Zhenfeng Lei Sect.
The wind blew dozens of heroic flags, curling and relaxing.
Looking around, many luxuriant green grasses are dyed bright red.
Looking up at the sky, Chen Shen and Deng Xianyang are nowhere to be seen?
"My sons, follow me to help Sect Master Chen!"
Qian Sha and Yang Ze greeted their subordinates almost at the same time.
They were about to fly away, but were stopped by Shuang Qing'er: "Don't be impulsive. Even if you chase him now, you can't do anything to help him."
"What do you mean?"
Yang Ze glared at Shuang Qing'er coldly: "If you are afraid of death, just don't go!"
"Humph, it's a good thing that Brother Chen has always regarded you as one of his own..."
The woman with red armor and brown hair did not get angry when she heard this. She just said calmly: "I'm not afraid, I just don't want to cause trouble to Sect Leader Chen."
"The sound-killing mysterious skill he used before is the best example..."
"In my opinion, Sect Master Chen may not have lured Deng Xianyang away on purpose to prevent himself from being unable to use his hands and feet."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be moved: "It seems like this is really the case."
"If we weren't holding back, why would Sect Master Chen have to worry so much? Alas..."