When they felt desperate, the sky in the Holy City surged, and a vortex quickly formed.
There was such a terrifying aura coming from the whirlpool, and the people below, including Jiang Chen, felt suffocated.
"Holy Lord! Holy Lord!"
The Supreme Elder of the Sky Fire Sect was filled with surprise when he saw the hope.
"A single spark ignites a prairie fire!"
But they forgot that Jiang Chen was right in front of them, and the Burning Sky Demonic Flame burned them into ashes.
Almost at the same time, the aura in the vortex became stronger and stronger.
Depression was coming from all directions like a tide, trying to swallow Jiang Chen up.
Fortunately, Jiang Chen has a divine body and was not greatly affected.
He looked serious and felt uncertain.
Holy Lord?
It should be Wu Sheng.
But will the Martial Saint come to Jiutian Realm for these things?
"I came here directly from the Seventh Realm. With such strength alone..."
Jiang Chen didn't dare to imagine it anymore.
"You killed my people in front of me?"
The vortex disappeared, and a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air.
At first glance, he doesn't seem like much, just an ordinary uncle.
But if you pay a little closer attention, you will find that this person has vague traces of humanity and unity.
The cheering people in the Holy City all shut up, knowing that a powerful enemy was coming.
Jiang Chen took the initiative to fly to high altitude to prevent the war from spreading to the holy city below.
As he got closer, he could clearly see the appearance of the Holy Lord. He had a broad face, regular features, and a long beard.
Jiang Chen opened his heavenly eye and his nervousness eased.
What came was not the original Martial Saint, but a clone.
The combat power is only about one-tenth of the original figure.
"You are very special, but you should not be my enemy." The Holy Lord said coldly.
"You guys bullied people too much." Jiang Chen said forcefully.
The Holy Lord was a little surprised. He looked at him carefully and said, "All walks of life accept foreign races. Why are you Nine Heavens so special?"
"Do other worlds tolerate aliens behaving like this?" Jiang Chen asked.
"That's because your Jiutian Realm has not deterred their fighting power. The aliens who come to you are the weakest." The Holy Lord said confidently.
"Do you want me to kill more aliens?" Jiang Chen said.
"You are very strong. You alone cannot constitute the ultimate strength. I don't have to pay a high price to kill you."
The Holy Lord stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly: "Today, you will fall, and the strongest combat power in the Nine Heavens Realm will be no more than Tianzun."
"oh?"
The last sentence surprised Jiang Chen.
I didn't expect the other party to understand so clearly.
"You are only a one-star palace. Not to mention that this is just the beginning. There are Martial Emperors and Martial Saints above you, but you seem to be very confident." The Holy Lord said again.
"You are going to kill me anyway, why don't you be more confident?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"Interesting, if it weren't for your stupid behavior, I might still accept you as a disciple."
"You don't deserve it." Jiang Chen said seriously.
Now, the originally arrogant Holy Lord became angry.
The long eyes under the thick eyebrows narrowed, and the whole person seemed to be about to unsheath a weapon at any moment.
Suddenly, the Holy Lord took action, but there was no earth-shattering movement.
He came to Jiang Chen at an incredible speed and waved his palm.
The palm movement cannot be called strong, but rather slow.
But the hairs all over Jiang Chen's body stood up. This palm seemed funny, but it was actually surprisingly explosive.
Especially when the palm is released, the force of the palm creates an air current between the two people, restraining the enemy inside.
Jiang Chen could only fight head-on and punch him out.
"Reincarnation Fist!"
His fist hit the opponent's palm first.
The Holy Lord looked sarcastic and stretched his arms forward.
The overwhelming force impacted Jiang Chen's entire arm, dislocating it instantly and causing his muscles and bones to be bruised.
The whole person lost his balance and was tumbling in the air.
"Um?"
The Holy Lord showed a strange look, and his palm failed to shatter Jiang Chen's arm.
"Is it because the clone traveled through the seven realms?"
The Holy Lord murmured, and the strange movement skills reappeared, and followed Jiang Chen who had not yet controlled his body.
The hands move out continuously, unhurriedly and smoothly, and look very smooth.
With the first palm shot, Jiang Chen flew hundreds of meters away.
The second palm followed immediately, without any deformation in his movements.
"How scary is the outside world?"
People in the Nine Realms were dumbfounded when they saw Jiang Chen, who was like a god just now, turned into a sandbag.
Since the Holy Lord's offensive was not spectacular enough and it was in the air, some people thought Jiang Chen was performing.
Until the third palm fell, Jiang Chen fell from the sky and destroyed a mountain peak.
The shaking of the ground could be felt even through a screen.
"Strike an egg against a stone, and use a mantis' arm as a chariot."
The Holy Master stopped his hand and arranged his clothes slowly. This attack was not considered a battle for him.
"that's all?"
Countless people couldn't accept it, and the Holy City once again became invisible.
Fortunately, in the dust raised by the collapsed mountain peak, Jiang Chen soared into the sky.
"Does the Holy Lord only have this much strength?" he said.
"What?"
The Holy Lord looked at Jiang Chen, who was almost unharmed, with a face filled with fear.
"It seems that there is something really wrong with this clone." The Holy Lord said to himself.
Of course he wouldn't think that this was the reason why Jiang Chen was strong.
But it doesn't matter, Jiang Chen will take the initiative to prove it to him.
The Five Thunder Zhengfa is running, the power of thunder and lightning surges, and the sky-burning demonic flames erupt.
The two swords came out together, turning the Wind and Fire Sword Wheel.
"oh?"
The strange color on the Holy Master's face became even stronger, and he muttered: "He is obviously just a strong man from the One Star Palace."
"No matter."
The Holy Lord raised his hands high, with his palms facing the sky, and opened them in respective directions. He held the bright moon in his left hand and the scorching sun in his right hand.
"The sun and the moon shine together!"
The Holy Lord showed his martial arts, and the people of Jiutian Realm were satisfied and saw the earth-shattering momentum.
The moment the Holy Lord took out his palm, the entire sky dimmed, and the sun and moon emitted two different colors of light.
With a bang, the palms and the sword wheel collided together, and the energy fluctuations were bright and bright, lighting up the sky again.
Jiang Chen was knocked out, and the Holy Master retreated tens of meters away, his expression a little unnatural.
"it's over."
Looking at Jiang Chen who seemed to be floating on the water, the Holy Master began to adjust his breathing.
But the next second, he showed obvious shock.
Jiang Chen gently exerted force on his back and stood up again.
The injuries on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken flesh and blood grew again.
"What kind of physique is this!" The Holy Lord was shocked.
"Green Demon, Black Dragon."
Jiang Chen opened the Eight Heavenly Dragons and relied on his personal combat power to eliminate the Holy Lord's clone.
Considering that the Nine Heavens Realm is watching, it must be resolved quickly.
The Tianbu people and the Dragon people appeared behind him, ready to go.
"Snap Sword Technique: The Fourth Style!" Jiang Chen said.
The moment the words completely fell, the sword movement had ended.
The Holy Lord looked down at the sword marks on his body, and the energy in his body was shining brightly.
roar!
Before he could react, the black dragon and the green demon rushed towards him with all their strength.
At the same time, Jiang Chen used the Burning Sky Demonic Flame behind him, sweeping towards the Holy Lord.