Looking at the dead Level 7, next to Bensenlu, the three sons of the gods, apart from shock and fear, the only thing left was heartache.
They were able to bring a level 7 this time, but it took a lot of effort. They thought they could easily solve the battle, but who would have thought that he would be killed in one move.
And he was still killed by Level 6.
If you tell me this, who can believe it?
Although the three of them were pale at the moment and obviously exhausted, Level 7 was already dead and could not be resurrected. How should the next battle be fought?
In the distance, Sydney and others were too shocked to say a word. They were even too shocked to guess the identity of the man holding the knife.
Because this scene is really shocking.
After being shocked, the only thing left was regret.
It was obvious that the shield was given by Kui Wei, but it was so terrifying that it even killed a seventh-level person with great force.
I believe that at this moment, even Kuaiwei, who is full of determination, must have collapsed inside.
Needless to say, Xinlin and Xavier's feelings were as if the things belonged to them, and their hearts were bleeding.
"What on earth are those swords, swords, and shields? Isn't that a general-level magic weapon?"
At this moment, Kui Wei was extremely shocked, but he still had his composure. His eyes were looking upward, specifically looking at Zi Chen who was holding the knife, his eyes were constantly changing.
"good very good!"
In the quiet place, Benson Lu's voice suddenly sounded. So many people died, even the seventh level died. The people around him were shocked and heartbroken and couldn't say a word, but he was still calm.
.
The reason why he was calm was because none of the dead seventh-level people belonged to him.
The eighth level he brought is still behind him.
He took a few steps forward, looked at the weapons in the hands of the three people in front, and said with satisfaction: "I'll take what you have in your hands!"
"Just you?" Zi Chen said coldly, his pale face gradually returning to normal.
Just one blow did not consume much of one's own strength. The most important thing was the consumption of one's soul.
"By him!"
Bensenlu took a step sideways, and someone walked out behind him.
When he walked out, the power of the divine messenger in his body began to be released, one after another lingering on the surface of his body.
There are eight paths in total.
Eighth-level divine envoy.
The powerful aura was immediately released, and at this moment, the world seemed to become dim because of this aura.
"Level 8!"
After feeling this scene, everyone's expressions changed drastically, including Zi Chen's.
No one expected that the other party would be able to find Level 8.
"How?" Bensenlu retreated towards the back and looked at Zi Chen and the others jokingly.
Zi Chen's face was undoubtedly ugly. He thought that killing three level sevens would end the battle, but who would have thought that he would meet level eights.
"Senior, is there any way?" Zi Chen asked via voice transmission, obviously asking for help from the weapon spirit.
"If you are at the seventh level, or have comprehended the Five Sword Intentions, and with my cooperation, it is still possible. As for now, I advise you to run." The voice of Qi Ling rang in Zi Chen's sea of consciousness.
At this moment, Zi Chen couldn't cooperate with Dao Ling, so there was no need to think about the other two.
Wang Xianer understood a sword intention, but the monk didn't understand a shield intention at all.
Facing Level 8 at this moment, there is no possibility of winning.
"Whoosh!"
Wuji ducked to Zi Chen's side, and the Yin Yang clone appeared.
The craftsman ancestor followed and stood on the other side.
Yi Qian wanted to follow, but was blocked by the clone of God next to her. The clone looked at Yi Qian and shook his head, then he walked up holding the stone knife.
When he stepped forward, the disguised light on the stone knife had dissipated, and the stone knife appeared.
In this way, his identity is completely exposed, that is, he is a skeleton.
Looking at the six-level people standing in a row, a flash of ridicule flashed across Bensenlu's face, "Idiot, you think you can defeat the eighth-level people just by relying on a large number of people? If the number of people is useful, why do you need realms?"
After that, he stepped back and saw that the faces of the three people beside him were extremely ugly, so he said: "Isn't it just that we lost three seventh-level people? If we kill them, then our gains will be enough to make up for this loss!"
When the three of them heard what Ben Senlu said, they looked specifically at the weapons in the hands of Zi Chen and the others, and then looked at the ninth-level general city, and their expressions softened slightly.
Level 8 walked forward, his speed was deliberately slow, with a joking smile on his lips, obviously deliberately putting pressure on everyone.
"idiot!"
Zi Chen said indifferently, seeing a ray of light next to him, and he had already rushed towards it.
It's a clone.
A clone of a god possessing the bones of a god.
He gripped the stone knife tightly, his body shining with divine light, and he killed forward.
The eighth-level figure flashed, rushed towards the clone, and punched it out.
"puff!"
The clone was chopped off with a single blow, and a bloodstain appeared on the arm of the eighth-level divine envoy.
No matter level 8, a sharp stone knife can still break through the defense.
"boom!"
The eighth-level fist also landed on the clone's chest, and the powerful blow sent the clone flying backwards.
He smiled proudly, thinking that with such a punch, even if he couldn't kill Level 6, he would at least seriously injure the opponent.
This is the advantage of realm.
But the next moment, his expression changed slightly, and he saw the clone rushing towards him again without any damage.
"How is this possible?" Level 8 was a little confused.
"kill!"
With a low shout, Zi Chen's true body rushed forward, with Wang Xian'er following closely behind him.
Wuji stood there, his two clones forming seals, showing the extreme yin and the extreme yang.
The yin and yang energy met in mid-air, then merged, and headed forward under his control.
When the clone was knocked away, the yin and yang energy reached the eighth level and exploded beside him, forming a terrifying wave.
This attack, which could directly kill the level 6 divine envoy, failed to harm the level 8 divine envoy.
It can be seen that the higher the level of the divine envoy, the stronger the combat power and defense become.
The ancestor of the craftsman rushed forward, holding an energy giant hammer, and slammed it on the eighth-level divine envoy.
The giant hammer shattered and shook violently, causing the craftsman to fly backwards.
"laugh!"
In Wang Xian'er's hand, the long sword thrust forward straight towards Level 8's chest.
I saw a flash of light on the other party, but it disappeared in an instant.
"careful!"
Zi Chen let out a low cry and saw a figure appearing on Wang Xian'er's side. It was the eighth level of the Divine Walk.
He punched Wang Xian'er with a strong punch, but was met with a radiating shield.
The monk was not slow and immediately jumped forward. Wang Xianer took advantage of the situation and retreated.
"Peng!"
With a powerful shock, the powerful force fell on the light shield, part of which was bounced back, and part of which could not be resolved, directly knocking the monk away.
"Whoosh!"
The sword that Zi Chen had prepared for a long time was finally revealed, with three sword intentions lingering around the blade.
A lightsaber appeared in the hand of the eighth-level divine envoy, blocking the sword.
"Whoosh!"
With one slash, the lightsaber disappeared, and the arc of the sword spread forward, passing over the body of the eighth-level divine envoy.
It was just an afterimage, and the opponent's body had already retreated far away.
The God Clan's Divine Walk is known as the fastest in the God Realm, and can only be resisted by the lightning bolt of the Star of Life.
At this moment, the opponent was two levels higher than them. Since Zi Chen didn't want to reveal his identity, no one on the field could catch up with the opponent's speed.
The clone once again displayed the Divine Walk and headed towards the eighth level.
But the gap between the two levels prevented him from taking a clear advantage.
"Peng!"
With one blow, the clone flew upside down, coughing up blood while flying upside down.
"puff!"
The eighth-level divine envoy turned into light and disappeared. When he arrived in front of the craftsman, he punched the craftsman away. The craftsman coughed up blood and was injured.
Then he came to Wuji again, and saw light flashing on Wuji's body. His body disappeared in an instant, and the eighth-level divine envoy's punch missed.
After his punch missed, he rushed towards Wuji's true body again.
The monk burst out with extreme speed in an instant, arrived in front of Wuji, and blocked the front with his shield.
"boom!"
Powerful energy continued to surge, and the eighth-level divine envoy was knocked back, while the monk and Wuji also flew backwards.
When they don't have an advantage in realm and don't have powerful spells, just an eighth-level person can put them in danger.
Zi Chen quickly caught up with him and slashed out with his sword again. He saw the eighth-level divine envoy and used his lightsaber to block it for a moment, and then used his extreme speed to avoid it.
"it's useless!"
From behind, Bensenlu looked at this scene proudly. The power of the eighth level had long been expected by him.
Kui Wei was still watching from a distance. At this moment, he was not sure whether the man holding the knife was who he thought he was.
If not, it's nothing. I can only say that Yiqian is lucky and has found a strong assistant.
But if it is, the meaning it represents is different. I believe the entire divine world will be shaken by it.
Because he broke the rules.
In this world, all the rules are customized by the gods. They must follow the will of the gods and no one can violate them.
All those who break the rules must die.
On the battlefield at this moment, Wuji had already been injured and retreated.
In the past, Zi Chen's use of Thunder and Lightning made many people feel difficult to deal with him, because with his speed, he was almost invincible.
However, at the moment, Level 8 has absolute speed, which makes the opponent look invincible.
Nowadays, one has to either use the same speed to suppress the opponent, or find a way to trap the opponent.
If you want to get stuck during this period, expanding the world is a good way.
But by showing the world at this time, wouldn't that tell Kui Wei his true identity?
There are too many factors beyond his control, and he doesn't want to reveal his identity yet.
In this case, the only way is to use the second method.
He looked back at the clone, who nodded at him.
Afterwards, he sent a message: "After the clone traps him, you will show off a powerful blow. We must kill him with one blow!"
The clone retreated and began to form seals with both hands. This seal was relatively complicated.
This is a magical skill that awakened in his mind.
"Trapped God's Hand!"
The clone let out a low shout, and the light on his body disappeared in an instant, and the soul in the sea of consciousness also became sluggish.
I saw energy surging above the sky, and a big hand emitting divine light appeared.
The big hand fell from the sky and headed straight for the eighth-level divine envoy.
After the eighth-level divine envoy raised his head and saw the big hand, his expression changed drastically, and he kept using the Divine Walk to try to break free from this lock.
But it was useless, the big hand fell directly, trapping the eighth-level divine envoy.
"Do it!"
Zi Chen and others rushed forward.
In the distance, the faces of those sons of gods showed horror.
Trapped hands!
A divine skill that belonged to the former Ninth God.