When Zi Chen's last punch fell, a surge of energy surged, and the Qi contained in it poured into Zhu Wen's soul.
The raging fire of life in Zhuwen's soul was extinguishing rapidly.
When death was about to come, Zi Chen's name echoed in Zhu Wen's mind.
He was not unfamiliar with this name at all. It was a powerful existence known as the strongest heaven-defying person, and it was also the nightmare in the hearts of many heaven-defying people.
But he, who had never met Zi Chen, didn't think so. He felt that the rumors were just exaggerations. Everyone was a rebel against heaven, so how strong could Zi Chen be? Even though he was the one rumored to be the most likely to rebel against heaven.
exist.
Moreover, he has become a saint. If he really meets Zi Chen, even if he cannot kill him, the two sides can still fight.
So, he took the initiative to express his intention to come to Wuji Sect. Those who came with him almost had the same idea in their hearts.
None of them believed that Zi Chen could be that powerful.
As a result, these people all died.
However, Zhu Wen, who was full of confidence, could not even be considered a disastrous defeat in front of Zi Chen, because the two were not on the same level at all.
Before his soul was annihilated, Zhuwen truly understood how powerful Zichen was, and a trace of regret emerged in his heart, but it was too late.
His soul was extinguished, and his body was swept up by a light of energy and flew towards the depths of Wuji Sect.
Next, part of his saint energy will be used by other saints to recover from their injuries, and the other part will be used to inspire those in the heavenly realm to kill more aliens.
After killing Zhuwen, Zichen turned around and looked around, and found that there was no one else in his sight.
As for the previous heavenly realms, after witnessing such a terrifying killing battle, they had already disappeared without a trace.
Zi Chen protected the Wuji Sect by himself!
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"No, something bad is going to happen!"
This time, the foreign commander in chief of the southern continent, Saint King Luofu, heard a loud shout, and then a heavenly figure rushed in in a panic without reporting anything outside.
Luo Fu frowned and said, "Why are you so worried?"
"Sir, something happened over there with the Wuji Sect!" This Tianjing man had already run to the place where Saint King Luofu was, but when he recalled the scene just now, he was still frightened in his heart.
"What happened?" Rover's voice became cold and stern.
"The Wuji Sect suddenly withdrew the sect-protecting formation, and then a saint walked out, and he killed everyone." The Tianjing man said in a panic.
"A mere saint can kill everyone, do you think I am an idiot?" The saint king was angry.
"He has holy weapons, several holy weapons! When I came here, Saint Zhuwen was not dead yet, but he will probably be dead soon!"
This Tianjing man was in a panic and told what happened at the beginning. Because he ran too fast, he didn't hear Zi Chen's name.
However, Holy King Luofu didn't hear what the other party said at all. At the moment, his attention was elsewhere.
"Are you sure that is a saint with a holy weapon in his hand?" the holy king asked in a deep voice.
"I'm sure, I'm very sure! And there are three holy weapons!" the heavenly man said with confidence.
"Three holy weapons? That's quite a lot. I'm going to take a look now." The holy king stood up with a smile on his lips and a hint of greed in his eyes.
"Sir, are you going alone? Do you want to..."
"What, you think I can't deal with a mere saint?" Tianjing was interrupted by the Holy King before he could finish his words.
Seeing the cold and stern gaze of the Holy King, Tianjing was so frightened that he didn't even dare to say anything.
With a cold snort, the Holy King left. A Saint was holding three Holy Weapons, so he had to be faster, otherwise he would be in trouble when the news spread to other Holy Kings.
Because he was eager to get the holy weapons, the holy king was very fast. Just when Zi Chen took back his clones and put away all the holy soldiers, the holy king arrived.
The terrifying pressure swept in from afar, with a suffocating and oppressive aura, covering the entire Wuji Sect.
Feeling this aura, all the monks in the Wuji Sect changed their expressions, and the saints even exclaimed the word "saint king" in surprise.
"Ha ha!"
Holy King Luofu laughed loudly, appeared in mid-air, and said, "I heard that a strong man has come from your Wuji Sect?"
"Who are you?" Zi Chen looked up at the Holy King who appeared.
"I am Holy King Luo Fu, the commander-in-chief of this area!" Luo Fu did not hide his identity.
Zi Chen was not surprised by this. It was normal for a holy king to be in charge of such a huge war. It would be abnormal if a great sage was to take charge.
Nowadays, the only alien races that can send out are the Holy Kings. As for the Great Sages, they should all be trapped in Zhanwu Continent by the Qinglong Great Sage and others.
In the Wuji Sect, most of the disciples began to worry about Zi Chen. After all, the person arriving this time was a Holy King, who was second only to the Great Sage.
Luo Fu's eyes swept around and finally landed on Zi Chen, "It seems that the strong man is you. I heard that you killed many of us?"
"Not many people, but many saints, including three heaven-defying saints!" Zi Chen added.
"You are quite confident." Holy King Luofu smiled coldly and said, "I heard that you still have three holy weapons with you?"
Zi Chen shook his head.
"Why, no?" Luo Fu's expression became cold and stern.
Zi Chen said: "Yes, but not three, but four!"
"Oh?" Luo Fu's eyes lit up.
As for the Wuji Sect, there was an uproar. Apparently, they were also surprised by the number of holy weapons on Zi Chen. Normally, having one holy weapon is already very impressive, but they didn't expect Zi Chen to have four of them.
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"Want to see it? This is the fourth one!"
Zi Chen stretched out his hand, and there was a flash of light in his hand, and a long sheathed sword appeared.
"Is this a holy weapon?" Luo Fu's spiritual thoughts fell on the sheathed sword, but he didn't feel anything unusual and frowned.
"certainly!"
Zi Chen smiled faintly, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and holding the handle of the knife with his right hand.
"Are you going to attack me? That's right. Then let me, the Holy King, see how much combat power you, a mere saint, can have even if you have holy soldiers in hand."
After Luo Fu finished speaking, he raised his hand toward the sky, looking like he was holding the sky with his palm.
The next moment, above the sky, the wind and clouds were moving, and the space began to distort crazily.
The overwhelming power of the Holy King contained in the palm of the Holy King moved towards the twisted space above. In an instant, a huge square seal was formed above.
Above the square seal, formation patterns flashed, and the Holy King's aura spread, surging with suffocating pressure.
This is a square seal purely condensed by the power of the Holy King. Because the aura is too strong, it can only be placed in the void. And around the big seal, the void has been completely shattered, showing black holes on all sides.
Once such an attack lands, it will be a devastating blow to the Wuji Sect without any defensive measures.
At the very least, the energy aftermath of the instantaneous spread of this seal can kill too many monks in the Wuji Sect, and even the injured saints may die as a result.
Therefore, we cannot let this blow fall.
Then, Zi Chen rose into the sky, his body shining with holy light.
"Go to hell!"
The Holy King shouted loudly, and his palms fell downwards. Following this movement, a rumbling sound was heard from the sky and the earth. The big seal, which was completely condensed by the power of the Holy King, fell from the sky towards Zi Chen.
Zi Chen went up against the sky, and the power of the saint began to surge in his palm. Although he had advanced to the realm of the holy king, he still had more power of the saint in his body, so when he did not deliberately show the power of the holy king, he still
Just a saint.
"Whoosh!"
A bright sword light shot up against the sky and met the Holy King's attack.
"Whoosh!"
The terrifying square seal above the sky was separated by a knife in an instant. The power of the Holy King in it was extinguished before it even had time to explode.
Zi Chen's figure passed through the separated seals and waved his sword towards the Holy King.
Cross sword duel!
I saw a cross sword arc composed of two extremely sharp swords, heading straight towards the Holy King.
The confident Holy King's face changed drastically at this moment.
Facing the cross sword arc, he retreated, and the power of the Holy King surged, trying to break the blow.
"boom!"
The surging energy vibrated and the cross sword arc dissipated, but the Holy King also flew backwards repeatedly, his face turned pale, and his body was greatly shaken.
The power of this attack far exceeded his expectations.
"You're too slow!"
However, when the Holy King raised his head again, he discovered that the Saint in front of him had disappeared, and at the same time, an indifferent voice sounded from behind him.
The Holy King turned around in fear, and the Holy King's power surged again. Behind him, he struck a blow to the rear.
This blow collided with a fist shining with golden light.
"Crack!"
In the fierce exchange of energy, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, the Holy King was knocked away by Zi Chen's punch, and his palm was broken.
The disparity in strength between the two sides caused the Holy King's eyes to show an unimaginable shock.
And in the Wuji Sect below, seeing Zi Chen being so strong, bursts of cheers broke out.
"Damn it, he's so strong!"
Deeply aware of the strength of his opponent, the power of the Holy King surged in Rover's arms. When he restored his broken arm, his retreating figure did not stop. He was preparing to escape.
"You can't run away."
Zi Chen noticed Luo Fu's intention, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and with a flash of light under his feet, he mobilized the few power of the Holy King and chased Luo Fu at great speed.
"This is the Holy King!"
Luo Fu sensed the power of the Holy King in Zi Chen, screamed in horror, and began to run away with all his strength.
Soon, the two people turned into a stream of light and disappeared one after another, leaving behind a group of monks in the Wuji Sect who were extremely shocked.
"The sect master has become a holy king?"
At this moment, the same conjecture was swirling in everyone's minds, which seemed very shocking.
A moment later, Zi Chen returned, and the light of energy beside him rolled around the body of the holy king just now.
For a moment, bursts of cheers erupted in the Wuji Sect.