Chapter three hundred and thirteenth battle of life and death
Stepping out of the crowd was Xing Yichen, the early leader, who had a very good relationship with Lei Zhenghongtian.
Last time, they targeted Zi Chen, but Zi Chen killed many powerful people in return.
Watching the other party walk out, Zi Chen said: "You do have some vision."
Xing Yichen said: "It's obviously not easy to get here. I don't think a large-scale war is necessary. Of course, you must think so too."
Zi Chen said: "What do you want?"
"It's very simple. You and I will compete. Whoever wins will get this place." Xing Yichen said, pointing to the area at Zi Chen's feet.
Zi Chen shook his head.
Xing Yichen sneered: "Why, you don't dare?"
The expressions of other people around him changed one after another.
"It's not that I don't dare, it's that I don't want to compete with you."
Zi Chen said indifferently: "You have targeted me many times. The reason why I refine the Immortal King Armor regardless of the danger is also because of you. You used to be a coward. I can't fight you. Since you
Now that you've taken the initiative to stick your head out, how can I not seize this opportunity and chop off your head?"
Looking at the ugly Xing Yichen, Zi Chen said coldly: "So, between you and I, there is only a life and death battle, no discussion!"
There was an uproar all around.
Zi Chen clenched the gun in his hand and said coldly: "If you have the courage, we will fight to the death!"
The Immortal King Armor released a strong light, and a tyrannical aura emerged from Zi Chen's body.
Xing Yichen's eyes turned colder a little bit, "Okay, I have wanted to kill you for a long time. At the same time, I also want to see, which one has stronger defense between the Immortal King Armor and the Immortal Armor?"
Xing Yichen had an immortal sword in his hand, the immortal armor around him began to shine, and a powerful aura surged.
"die!"
He moved forward in an instant, and the power of the stars above the fairy sword lingered.
Zi Chen held the war gun in his hand and stabbed forward. A sharp whistling sound was heard in the air, leaving a clear white mark.
At close range, the war spear stabbed Xing Yichen between the eyebrows.
Xing's expression remained unchanged the next morning, the fairy sword in his hand vibrated, and he walked towards the war gun.
Clang!
The powerful force shook, and the two of them retreated, and then fought together again.
At this time, everyone was looking at the battle ahead, but they didn't believe that there was really a chance at Zi Chen's feet, because according to the previous conversation between the two, it seemed that they had resolved their old grudges.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The powerful energy continues to oscillate, forming waves of terrifying fluctuations.
"Nine Glory Stars!"
A cold voice suddenly sounded, and Xingyi's speed suddenly accelerated, as if a starlight appeared beside Zi Chen.
The Holy Thunder Clan has extremely fast footwork, and the Holy Star Clan obviously has it too.
Looking at the other party who suddenly appeared, Zi Chen stood still and didn't move.
The sword light flashed, carrying a powerful aura, and headed towards Zi Chen's neck, intending to decapitate him with one sword strike.
Zi Chen gently raised his left arm, and the Immortal King Armor on his arm glowed.
Clang!
When the Immortal Sword met the Immortal King Armor, a sonorous sound erupted, and a white trace was left on the Immortal King Armor.
That's all.
The spear in Zi Chen's right hand turned into a bolt of lightning and headed directly towards Xing Yichen's throat.
"Region of Double Stars!"
In the sky, there were stars shining, and several stars appeared, forming a star chart.
A terrifying pressure fell from the sky and fell on Zi Chen.
Zi Chen felt his whole body sinking, and the advancing battle spear was also affected.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and countless lightning beams merged into the battle spear.
The oppressive feeling disappeared instantly, and the battle gun moved forward indomitably!
Chi!
Xing Yichen's body was pierced, but it was just an afterimage. The moment Zi Chen slowed down, he seized the opportunity and retreated smoothly.
A hundred feet away, the star appeared the next morning. There was blood overflowing from his throat. Although he successfully avoided the previous blow, he was still injured by the gun light.
After touching his throat and seeing the blood on it, Xing Yichen's eyes became colder a little bit, "I want you to die!"
Zi Chen looked cold and said disdainfully: "Just you? How dare you, a mere five-star, speak so shamelessly in front of me?"
"It seems that it is necessary for you to feel the true power of the Holy Star clan."
The aura that surged around Xing Yichen suddenly subsided, and he stood there like an ordinary person.
But at the next moment, a torrent of aura surged out of his body. This aura spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, all the Holy Spirits couldn't help but shudder.
On the top of the mountain, Lei Ba, who was standing next to Lei Lan, shrank his pupils and said in a voiceless voice: "Spirit-killing skills!"
For a being of his level, spirit-killing skills are no secret.
It is known as one of the most powerful techniques in the Holy Spirit Realm and is the nemesis of the Spiritual Race in the world.
When the other Holy Spirits around them sensed this aura, their expressions changed drastically, and then they retreated involuntarily.
It is a fear that comes from the soul.
"It's just a spirit-killing technique. Do you think it's some great magic?"
After sensing this oppressive aura, Zi Chen's expression was still full of disdain, "Then one move will determine life or death."
He waved his sleeves.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one ghostly holy symbols appeared. They were as black as ink, and the luminous symbols had a strange feeling.
Zi Chen's eyes were cold, and with a thought, eighty-one ghost holy symbols shattered in mid-air, forming a ghost array.
Among the broken holy symbols, eighty-one little ghosts appeared, but compared to before, the little ghosts became clearer, as if they really existed.
The talisman array was completed, and the ghosts moved forward.
Eighty-one little ghosts were flying around, making sharp sounds from time to time. There was no strong breath fluctuation, but it still made people feel a strong chill.
"idiot!"
After seeing these brats the next morning, Xing couldn't help but sneer. He dared to come forward to confront Zi Chen, so of course he had already made all preparations.
With a thought, three holy symbols flew out and headed towards the sky.
"Xing Nian Saber!"
Above the holy talisman, there were five light patterns, indicating the five-star level. They shattered instantly, and then three swords surrounded by the light of stars appeared.
Powerful soul aura surged out from the sword.
Obviously, he already knew the characteristics of the ghost talisman and thought of a way to defeat the enemy.
Just as the three soul sabers moved forward, Xing Yichen began to form seals in his hands, and a real star appeared in front of him.
The soul sword fell on the ghost talisman formation, and the eighty-one little ghosts who ignored the energy attack let out sharp screams, seeming to be suffering some kind of pain.
Xing Yichen still had a smile on his face, with a bit more confidence on his face. His eyes looked at Zi Chen, becoming colder a little bit, "Ling-destroying star light!"
The stars in front of him suddenly erupted with dazzling white light, and then, a real star beam went straight towards Zi Chen.
Fully possessing the speed of light, he was in front of Zi Chen in an instant.
Facing this blow, Zi Chen could only defend himself.
The beam extended too fast, and he could only defend himself.
With the battle gun in front, his hands crossed, golden light swirled around him, forming a defensive light shield.
The soul-killing starlight approaches, and the light of the defensive mask disappears and is shattered in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the starlight fell on Zi Chen's chest.
boom!
The terrifying power exploded in full force, and Zi Chen's body flew out upside down. Countless starlights surrounded his body, seeming to annihilate his vitality.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Xing Yichen's face showed a hint of coldness, "How dare a mere four-star dare to speak so shamelessly in front of me?"
In the sky, the ghost spirit array blocked the attacks of three soul star knives.
The talisman array, which was obviously much dimmed, moved downwards and submerged into Xing Yichen's sea of consciousness.
His face turned pale instantly, but the smile on his face became more and more triumphant.
"Is this what you rely on? Nothing more than that!"