Ye Chen cut off four heads of the Nine-Headed Demonic Snake's martial spirit with a sword, leaving Hua unable to do anything but severely damaged her vitality.ん
As for Ye Chen himself, his condition was not very good either.
Cutting out that sword consumes a huge amount of energy, especially to cut off the martial soul, which requires a huge amount of soul power.
Therefore, Ye Chen's face was also a little pale.
Seeing the miserable Hua Wenwei in front of him, Ye Chen showed a smile on his lips. Although his condition was not very good, it was much better than Hua Wenwei.
This time, Ye Chen severely damaged Hua Wenfa at the cost of minor injuries. It was definitely a huge victory.
Facing Hua Feng, Ye Chen had no sympathy for him. He glanced at him and saw that the terrifying power of destruction suddenly rose up from his body. The entire void was surrounded by this power of destruction.
Ye Chen stepped hard, and a large pit several feet deep immediately appeared on the ground, and Ye Chen's figure had already shot up quickly, like a shadow and lightning, rushing towards Hua Feng.
Hua couldn't help but stare at Ye Chen, who was approaching quickly. There was no trace of panic on his pale face. On the contrary, there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Um"
When Hua Feng was only a few feet away, Ye Chen suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.
This feeling was as if he was facing an unrivaled demon god, extremely dangerous.
boom
Ye Chen punched forward with both fists. With the help of this rebounding force, his figure stopped instantly and immediately moved away from Hua Wenfa.
At this moment, Hua Hua was helpless. He looked so weird that Ye Chen felt wary and did not dare to take action easily.
Hua Bubu had a sarcastic expression, his eyes showed a bit of madness, and he sneered: "Ye Chen, your strength is indeed beyond my expectation, but just now, I was just playing with you,
Now is my true strength."
Hua couldn't say anything, and although Ye Chen dismissed it, there was meaning in his words, and Ye Chen couldn't help but care.
Hua cannot truly -strength
Ye Chen suddenly remembered Qi Zui and Qi Chensha in his mind. Before the start of the Dark God Clan's festival, the two of them had been summoned by the Phoenix God Clan's Shinto masters to receive special training. Each of them had a trump card.
Show off your splendor in this Dark God Tribe Festival.
As a genius from the Yang Shen Clan, Hua Feng should logically receive the same treatment.
Could it be that what Hua is unable to use at this moment is because he learned the trump card from the masters of the Yang God Clan.
If this is the case, it can be a good explanation for why Hua can't breathe at this moment, so terrifying, so terrifying that it makes Ye Chen feel afraid.
"Pagoda Shield" Ye Chen immediately opened the pagoda shield without any hesitation.
A layer of hazy golden light appeared around him. This layer of light vaguely formed the appearance of a small nine-story tower, protecting Ye Chen within the tower. Unfortunately, these lights are not solid enough now, and the tower is not clear enough.
At this moment, the aura on Hua Wen's body was already very terrifying. His eyes suddenly turned blood red at this moment, like a sunset falling into Hua Wen's eyes.
This pair of blood-red eyes no longer had any other emotion, as if Hua was unable to will and suddenly separated from his body.
"Eye of the Sun God"
Hua Bubu gave a soft drink, his blood-red eyes suddenly stared at Ye Chen, making him shudder suddenly.
You know, most of the Yang Shen Clan's skills are famous for their scorching heat, but at this moment, Hua can't perform the moves, and they are extremely cold, which is very contrary to the Yang Shen Clan's skills.
As the coldness hit his body, a faint blue flame suddenly burned around Ye Chen.
Although they are in the form of flames, these flames are very cold. Things burned by them will first be frozen, and then they will snap and be completely shattered.
"What a scary flame." Ye Chen stared at the flame beside him, terrified in his heart. This flame was so weird, even if Ye Chen had an eternal immortal body and a powerful body, he would not dare to look down upon it.
If the pagoda shield hadn't completely blocked the flames at this moment, I'm afraid Ye Chen would really have suffered a big fall in front of Hua Feng this time.
But even so, Ye Chen didn't dare to be careless at this moment, because those blue flames were attached to the pagoda shield and kept burning without any weakening trend.
If the pagoda shield is burned before these flames burn out, it will be difficult for Ye Chen to deal with it.
"Hold on, hold on." Staring at the faint blue flames around him, Ye Chen's forehead was covered with sweat.
On the line between life and death, at this moment, I'm afraid whoever it was would be nervous from the bottom of their hearts.
Hua was unable to do so - his eyes were still blood red, his face was dull, and his whole person seemed to have lost his soul. He did not take the opportunity to attack Ye Chen.
The faint blue flame is very beautiful, just like ice flowers blooming around Ye Chen, then disappearing, and the cycle continues.
The layer of light that blocked these beautiful ice flowers continued to weaken as the ice flowers bloomed and disappeared. Later, it even became a thin layer and would disappear immediately.
"The pagoda shield is going to disappear." Ye Chen looked solemnly and looked at the golden light around him, getting weaker and weaker until it disappeared.
Without the pagoda shield to block him, the ice flowers all around him came one after another, trying to pounce on Ye Chen.
Ye Chen took out the King's Holy Sword and was about to slash at these ice flowers when a faint sigh suddenly came from his ears.
The person making this sighing sound seemed to be an old man.
His voice is very vicissitudes of life. It seems that it has experienced countless things and has settled into this voice over the endless years.
Although "who" was facing a crisis, Ye Chen was still startled by the voice.
The only ones who can approach him quietly are those powerful Shinto people, but this is the City of the Dark God, and theoretically speaking, there shouldn't be any powerful Shinto people.
Just as Ye Chen's shouting voice came out, in front of him, Hua Wenwei, the pair of blood-red eyes suddenly disappeared and returned to normal. Hua Wenwei had a kind of panic in his eyes, and there was a puff in his mouth.
A mouthful of blood came out.
Obviously, the move just now placed a huge burden on him.
It's a pity that this move did not hurt Ye Chen, but instead made Hua unable to injure himself. He was so weak that he was weakened to the limit.
Ye Chen quickly scanned the surroundings, but did not see the figure of the old man just mentioned. Although he was confused, he immediately put the matter aside and aimed his eyes at Hua Wenfa.
"Death" Ye Chen shouted coldly, and the powerful secret of destruction was condensed on the King's Holy Sword in his hand. Around the void, the King's Holy Sword collapsed one by one - space cracks kept appearing.
Ye Chen held the King's Holy Sword in his hand and slashed towards Hua Wen, approaching step by step.
"This is impossible, how can you block me - the Eyes of the Yang God?" Hua Feng finally couldn't keep calm anymore, his eyes were extremely panicked, and a strong heat suddenly burst out of his body, turning into a sea of fire, blocking Ye Chen's progress.
Even the last trump card was ineffective against Ye Chen. Hua couldn't bring himself to fight, and it had long since receded like the tide.
Now, he is just as timid as a mouse. He is just thinking about how to escape and save his life. He does not dare to look back and continue fighting Ye Chen.