"Huh... after a thousand years of separation, when we see each other again, Deng Xianyang, the crown prince of the earth, is still so terrifying."
"Yes, for him, Tianwangjuesha Fist is just a test, right?"
In the Pingdingshan stadium, everyone was still reminiscing about the first battle between Chen Shen and Deng Xianyang. There were different opinions——
"The Supreme Headmaster of the Qingyun Sect is not that simple. How can he withstand the Wanjue Evil Fist without dying?"
"Hey, the other competitors of the Zhi Yangzong are in dire straits. Deng Xianyang has set his sights on an interesting prey, but he no longer cares about their life or death."
"Huh! What were thrown away along with their lives were dozens of heroic flags! However, even if Deng Xianyang is not dead, these people seem to be unable to seize the souls of these heroic flags."
"That's right, once Deng Xianyang kills the Supreme Leader of the Qingyun Sect, none of the Qingyun Sect, King Kong Sect, Frost Rain Sect, and that one called the True Wind and Thunder Sect will be able to escape..."
Now, as Chen Shen and Deng Xianyang were escaping and chasing each other, they had already exceeded the inspection range of the No. 3312 surveillance screen.
Everyone was discussing heatedly while looking for the figures of the two people.
finally--
"Found it, surveillance array screen No. 2795, look at it!"
"Oh oh oh, are you still chasing me?"
"Fortunately, Chen Shen has a good shield and flying skills, otherwise he would have died a thousand times by now, right?"
"Speaking of shields...why do I feel that the purple and gold bed-like mysterious weapon looks familiar?"
"Oh, I remembered. Isn't this the purple gold stone tablet used by Fan Shichang, the master of the heavenly sect Qianfan Sect?"
"Yes. It seems that Chen Shen is probably more powerful than we thought. Even Fan Shichang died in his hands and was deprived of his own mysterious weapon!"
At this time, there was a rocky hill somewhere in the hero field.
Chen Shen used his flash to dodge the white-hot rockets fired by Deng Xianyang, then fell straight down and was instantly submerged into the rocky forest.
"Hmph, do you think that if you escape into the rocky hills, I won't be able to lock on to your existence? How naive you are!"
Deng Xianyang snorted coldly, with a playful smile hanging from the corner of his mouth: "I've almost had enough of the cat-and-mouse game, now... I can deal with you!"
"Huh?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the figure that had disappeared into the forest of rocks actually jumped out again.
Moreover, there are more than ten sixteen "Chenshen" with the same appearance, body shape, clothing, and even the weapons in their hands.
After those sixteen figures, whose authenticity was hard to distinguish, soared into the sky, they immediately dispersed in all directions.
This is exactly the mid-level spiritual level body technique that Chen Shen has mastered: Qingyun Phantom Body Step.
Once used at this time, sixteen phantom bodies will immediately appear. The attack power and defense of each phantom body are one-third of the original body, and can last for ten breaths.
Now, sixteen young men in white who were identical to Chen Shen were scattered, making it difficult for Deng Xianyang to tell the truth from the false.
Four of them "Chen Shen" flew directly high, even higher than Deng Xianyang. The unknown purple gold stone tablet in their hands was spinning in circles under their driving force...
There is also "Chen Shen", where the cat is hiding under a half-rock cave on the surface.
His starry eyes were half-squinted, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he was waiting for an opportunity to make a move...
After a very brief moment of confusion, Deng Xianyang suddenly laughed: "Hehehe, hahahahaha! Is this your trump card? Disturbing people's eyes and confusing the real with the fake?"
"You underestimate me..."
"Death to me - the evil god is stepping on the sky!"
As he shouted, Deng Xianyang stepped out suddenly and saw a huge white flaming footprint falling from the sky, heading straight towards Chen Shen who was hiding under the semi-arc grotto.
For a moment, Deng Xianyang's soul perception clearly captured the other party's expression of shock, panic, and even despair!
"Hahaha, the world only thinks that I have spent more than 18,000 years just polishing my mysterious skills."
"But I don't know that the strength of my soul has been tempered to a level comparable to the peak of Xuanzong! Do you think that if you hide there to cover your aura, I won't be able to detect it?"
Deng Xianyang was so complacent and straightforward that his evil foot has been firmly established——
"Boom, boom, boom!"
For a time, Chen Shen, who was hiding under the semi-arc grotto, was used as a dot, and spread out within a radius of several miles, and was directly trampled into a huge pit with a depth of a hundred feet!
"Click, click, click..."
Immediately afterwards, the remaining power of the white burning footprints spread, and the earth was cracked.
This rocky land with a radius of more than ten miles was completely destroyed by Deng Xianyang's evil god!
The young man in white who was hiding under the semi-curved grotto must have been trampled into scum long ago, right?
"Is it over?"
On Pingding Mountain, all the spectators couldn't help but admire - "Well, the leader of the Qingyun Sect is worthy of his death. He actually allowed Deng Xianyang to perform two unparalleled stunts."
"Hey, if this kid wasn't a smart avatar, but chose to muster the courage to fight Deng Xianyang head-on, his defeat wouldn't be so ugly."
"It's easy for you to say. From 10,000 years ago to the present, if you look at all the heroes in the Capture the Flag battle on the Di Niu List, how many people are brave enough to go head-to-head with Deng Xianyang?"
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"Master?"
Linger exclaimed.
Empress Qiao Xin patted her shoulder lightly and said comfortingly via voice transmission: "Don't worry, Your Majesty Qiao Xin, that kid won't die that easily."
She had fought against Chen Shen before and knew the terror of the boy in white.
Miao Ling stared for a moment and found that the numerous phantom bodies in the surveillance screen had not disappeared. Then she breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh, yes, yes, I underestimated the young master too much."
At this time, other spectators seemed to have noticed something strange: "Wait a minute, that kid... isn't he still dead?"
In the middle of the hero field, which had long been transformed into a jumbled stone forest, the smile on Deng Xianyang's lips gradually solidified: "Not dead?"
"How dare you, Chen Shen, tease me?"
He glanced around and found that except for the four young men in white above his head, the other "Chen Shen" had already fled far away.
"No prey can escape from the palm of my hand, never - Tianwan chases his soul to escape!"
With a roar of anger, Deng Xianyang's figure suddenly became blurry, like a wisp of strong wind that shot out thousands of feet!
"It has appeared, another unique skill of Tianwang Jueyu, the only copy of "Tianwang Soul Chasing Escape" in the middle grade of the earth level."
"Once this movement technique is revealed, the supreme leader of the Qingyun Sect will no longer have any chance of luck..."
Everyone on Pingding Mountain sighed in unison.
Then, they watched helplessly as the young men in white who were being chased by Deng Xianyang collapsed one after another on the surveillance screen.
In just a few breaths, none of the twelve clones were spared.
However, there was no hint of joy on Deng Xianyang's face.
Because it wasn’t until now that he realized that he was still being pinched by the other party’s nose——
The real Chen Shen is among the four people flying above his head.
It turned out that from the very beginning, Chen Shen had placed himself in what seemed to be the most dangerous place, but was actually the safest. He slowly turned the purple gold tablet in his hand...