The first thousand one hundred and sixty-four chapters of the high-level battle of the Holy Land
This scene shocked everyone's eyes to the ground.
Everyone once again had a deep understanding of Gu Xuan's integrity.
After all, he is also the leader of a sect. He just showed a desperate attitude and gave up so quickly?
The poor and fearful saint's whole face was twitching.
Just now, he thought that Gu Xuan had some tricks to suppress the situation. After all, the way his whole body was glowing with golden light was really eye-catching.
However, in just an instant, Gu Xuan was already hiding behind him.
You just hide and you actually threaten him with a ring?
The poor and fearful man has no other thoughts in his mind except "fuck".
He glanced at Gu Xuan with great contempt.
My own majestic Liuli sect leader is afraid of saints. How can a mere space ring threaten me?
The answer is yes.
"stop!"
The poor and fearful saint burst out with unparalleled powerful momentum.
He took one step forward and his body turned into a ray of light, facing Chen Wentian.
Two fists clashed together in the void.
boom!
A terrible explosion sounded.
With the two people as the center, a circle of ripples ripples.
There is no intact space within a radius of twenty miles.
In the violent shock wave, there were only two people, Ji Shenhai and Gu Xuan.
Facing the shock wave, Gu Xuan's clothes squeaked.
Ji Shenhai kept retreating, and the shock wave was so terrifying.
On the warship.
Chen Murong clenched his fists and bit his lips.
He wants to replace him as the leader of the country, but he is still too far away.
Just with the punch that the king just delivered, even two Chen Murongs couldn't stop it.
The high level of the Holy Realm is too scary.
"I'm afraid of you, how dare you stop me? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Chen Wentian shouted loudly.
Obviously, he was extremely dissatisfied with the poor man's behavior of protecting Gu Xuan.
The poor and fearful saint snorted coldly.
"You are not afraid of the old man, how could he still be afraid of you? Watch the trick!"
He punched out, and fist shadows appeared all over the sky.
Above these fist shadows, dazzling light bloomed, like stars.
The entire sky, under this dazzling light, seemed to have turned into a starry sky in the universe.
"Starry Sky Technique, Starfall Fist!"
The fist shadows that filled the sky all hit Chen Wentian.
"Good! Good! Good! What a poor old man!"
Chen Wentian's face became a little ferocious.
"Ask the sky, ask the sky!"
Chen Wentian shouted loudly and formed a mysterious seal in his hand.
The majestic holy power surged out of his body and shot straight into the sky.
The sky above him seemed to be cracked.
A terrifying beam of light suddenly fell from the sky.
All the fists attacking Chen Wentian were shrouded in this beam of light, and were eliminated invisible at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What a domineering technique!"
The poor and fearful saint looked at Chen Wentian with some surprise.
Chen Wentian sneered.
"I'm afraid now, it's too late."
He took one step forward, and the void within a radius of a hundred feet suddenly swayed, and a series of space cracks appeared where he landed.
"Ask the Heavenly Jue, and secondly, ask the Heaven!"
Chen Wentian recited the magic formula in his mouth, raised his right hand high, and violent holy power surged in his hand.
These holy powers condensed into a giant dragon.
And the giant dragon was held in Chen Wentian's hand.
"kill!"
He waved his right hand violently, and the giant dragon came out of his hand, like an angry dragon, roaring to the sky, daring to be the enemy of the sky!
Looking at this scene from a distance, Gu Xuan and Ji Shenhai's eyes were full of solemnity.
If the two of them had really joined forces to fight against Chen Wentian just now.
Now, I'm afraid the corpses have turned into ashes.
At the middle level of the Holy Realm, the two of them could still manage to fight together.
However, there are two insurmountable gaps between the high level of the Holy Realm and the low level of the Holy Realm.
The number of people will not bring half an advantage.
Now, in the eyes of Gu Xuan and Ji Shenhai, Chen Wentian seems to represent two words: invincible!
Ouch——
A dragon roar shocked the sky!
The giant dragon flew out of Chen Wentian's hand and rushed towards the poor and fearful saint.
It opened its huge mouth, as if it wanted to swallow up the whole hundred feet of space around the poor and fearful saint.
Boom!
Wherever the dragon passed, the space was completely shattered.
The poor and fearful saint stands proudly in the void, his eyes full of indifference.
There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
"I really want to have a good fight, but unfortunately, my opponent is always so weak.
Do you think you can create a holy dragon and devour me?
In the words of Gu Xuan, have your spring and autumn dream!"
The hands of the Saint Qiongwei formed extremely mysterious seals, and streaks of light shot out from his body.
In an instant, a radius of twenty miles was filled with spots of light.
Under these light spots, everyone felt as if they were all in the starry sky of the universe.
Behind the poor saint, a vast phantom appeared.
The moon and stars gathered together in that phantom.
At this moment, the Holy Saint seems to have become the core of the universe, and everything must revolve around him!
Then, this side of the world really began to rotate with the poor and fearful saint as the center, and it became faster and faster.
As soon as the giant dragon rushed in front of him, it was torn apart by the rotating force and turned into fragments all over the sky.
puff!
In the distance, there was a sound of vomiting blood.
Chen Wentian covered his chest.
The holy dragon was destroyed, and he was unable to withstand the backlash of the holy power and suffered serious injuries.
The starry sky soon stopped rotating.
The poor and fearful saint turned a little pale.
But his eyes were full of pride.
"Chen Wentian, do you still want to fight? Let's see which one is more powerful, my "Starry Sky Art" or your "Asking Sky Art"?"
The poor and fearful saint narrowed his eyes and locked onto Chen Wentian.
It was as if his "Starfall Technique" would be activated immediately if he made any change.
Chen Wentian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely.
He stared coldly at the poor and fearful saint.
The Holy Power of the Poor Saint was obviously beyond his imagination.
"You can protect Gu Xuan for a while, but you cannot protect Gu Xuan for his entire life.
Even with the protection of the Ouyang family, with Gu Xuan's arrogance, disaster will come sooner or later.
Sooner or later, he will provoke an enemy that even the Ouyang family cannot protect him!"
Chen Wentian sneered and turned into a bolt of lightning, flying back to the warship with Prince Chen.
"Let's go!"
Chen Wentian's voice came out.
The warship started and flew to the horizon in an instant.
Gu Xuan looked at the warship going away and suddenly said loudly:
"Take care of your prince. If I meet him somewhere other than Tianchen Shangguo, I cannot guarantee that he will survive."
"I'll go! Shut up, you troublemaker!"
The poor saint moved and appeared behind Gu Xuan, covering Gu Xuan's mouth.
"Old senior, you have beaten him away, how can he dare to come back?"
Ji Shenhai smiled.
"That's because he doesn't know that I'm injured too. Otherwise, do you think he would leave?"
The poor and fearful saint said weakly.
"Are you injured?"
Gu Xuan broke free from the hand of the poor and fearful saint and said suspiciously.
puff!
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of the poor and fearful saint.
He proved this with practical actions.
Then, he kicked his legs, fainted, and fell into Gu Xuan's arms.