The big green seal suddenly enlarged and hit Zi Chen.
A powerful aura erupted all over Zi Chen's body, and the large cyan seal that was suppressed by his own aura could not fall down.
The protector's face changed slightly, knowing that this was a tough issue, and then he waved his hand and said: "Kill him!"
The two people beside him, one on the left and one on the right, approached Zi Chen.
One of them was carrying the Tiger Dharma, and he was unusually tall. Wherever he passed, the space was constantly rippled.
Another person held a long sword in his hand, and the sword blade passed through the space, also causing the space to distort.
The leader was still standing where he was. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a circle of ripples arose on the big blue seal, and then he fell again and hit Zi Chen.
Amidst the roar, smoke and dust were seen billowing in front, blocking the view.
I saw the tiger dharma image rushing into the smoke and dust, and the roar of the tiger shook the sky.
The next moment, there seemed to be an arc of light, cutting through the smoke and dust, passing by the tiger dharma image.
The tiger dharma image collapsed.
Another sword light shot into the sky, and whistling sounds continued to be heard in the smoke and dust.
Dust obscured the view.
The distorted space affects the perception of spiritual power.
At this moment, no one knows how the battle is going.
But when everyone thinks about it, it should be extremely intense.
The two people on the top of the mountain also couldn't see clearly the battle situation ahead. The visitor just smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't seem to be that difficult. It seems that the problem can be solved by the protector. It doesn't require any help."
Then he looked at Zhou Jian and said, "No wonder you look so reluctant, brother."
Zhou Jian remained silent.
Boom!
There was a huge earthquake, and a large blue seal rose into the sky.
It didn't look like it was voluntary, but rather like it was beaten away.
Zhou Jian's pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes stared straight ahead.
I saw a ray of light and shadow suddenly appearing next to the protector who controlled the great seal.
There is light flashing.
Few people pay attention to this scene.
Everyone's eyes are on the smoke and dust.
The smoke and dust disappeared.
Zi Chen disappeared.
Two bodies lay on the ground.
"this……"
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
Three against two, two of them were actually killed?
Then the other one...
His eyes moved quickly to look at the protector.
I saw the other party standing there, motionless.
And beside him was the city lord.
The protector's eyes widened, seemingly filled with disbelief.
A line of blood slowly appeared along the neck, and the opponent's body fell to the ground.
The moment he landed on the ground, his head rolled away and blood began to spurt out.
There was an uproar all around.
Three guardians were killed when they met each other?
Even those who were hiding in the dark couldn't help but make a sound at the moment.
"It is said that your Dragon Suppressing Palace has been very active recently, and you want to step on any force you see."
Zi Chen looked forward and smiled lightly, "But today, your sincerity seems not enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, the space behind Zi Chen was suddenly and silently opened.
A sharp blade went straight to Zi Chen's back and stabbed him in the heart.
The blade appears black and does not reflect light.
Obviously this is a strong man who is good at assassination, and he is also the protector of Zhenlong Palace.
The time to search is very good, when Zi Chen is talking and letting down his guard.
Just when everyone thought that even if Zi Chen didn't die this time, he might be injured.
Zi Chen seemed to be a prophet, suddenly taking a step away and avoiding this fatal blow.
Then, the broken knife passed over the killer's neck.
From a distance, it looked like the two were acting, and the killer offered a head.
puff!
Landed.
Zi Chen smiled and said, "Is this all you can do?"
On the top of the mountain, Han Xingli's face was a little gloomy, "This kid seems to be too arrogant."
Another protector appeared, this time four of them.
In fact, according to the original plan, the five people had to cooperate with each other, but the killer felt that he had seized the opportunity and chose to take action suddenly.
Looking at the four approaching guardians, Zi Chen said: "If I were you, I would join forces as soon as possible. It would be better for eight people to rush forward in one go than to come in two groups and die."
The guardians had indifferent expressions and did not respond.
Zi Chen added: "Of course, even in the current situation, it is actually the same. Zhenlong Palace sent eight guardians here, which are somewhat contemptuous of others, so I guess there must be more later, are they elders or worshipers? Or maybe the palace
Are you at the master's level? I advise you all to join together, so as not to follow in the footsteps of the previous ones."
The guardians began to rush forward and fought with Zi Chen.
However, in less than ten breaths, they all fell to the ground and died.
Zhou Jian finally spoke, "With his terrifying speed and sharp broken knife, he is almost invincible."
This time it was Han Xingli's turn to remain silent.
"Are there any guardians left?" Zhou Jian asked.
Han Xingli shook his head, "No, eight guardians are dead. Isn't that enough to see the situation clearly?"
Yes.
The current situation is that Zi Chen is invincible.
At least he is invincible in front of the protector.
A person came from a distance.
After Han Xingli saw this person, his expression changed slightly, "It's Wei Cheng, he's here."
Wei Cheng walked forward slowly, his pace was not fast, but it gave people a strong feeling of suffocation.
It seemed as if wherever he passed, space was being squeezed.
For a moment, the surroundings became extremely quiet.
Wei Cheng came a hundred feet away from Zichen and said calmly: "My name is Wei Cheng, and I come from Zhenlong Hall."
Zi Chen said: "Are you the protector?"
"Holy tribute." Wei Cheng said with a smile: "On the order of the palace master, I came here to take your head."
"Making offerings and watching the breath, you can beat me."
Zi Chen had a smile on his face, but as he finished speaking, his body suddenly froze and seemed to be in an abnormal state.
There was a breeze blowing, and Zi Chen disappeared out of thin air.
Wei Cheng smiled slightly and his body lit up, as if someone was holding a paintbrush and painting abstractly around him.
In an instant, a building with only lines took shape.
It seems full of loopholes.
Zi Chen's invincible broken knife struck the line.
In an instant, a bright light burst out from the lines. These lights combined together were like a small city, blocking the broken knife from outside.
In the city, Wei Cheng smiled and said: "I forgot to mention, my name is also Wei City, the city of the main city."
Another gust of wind blew.
Zi Chen returned to his original place.
On the top of the mountain, Han Xingli said: "Wei Cheng is here unexpectedly. Aren't the three hall masters afraid of something unexpected happening?"
Zhou Jian glanced at Han Xingli, his eyes warning.
Apparently the walls have ears.
"The masters of the three halls have suffered huge losses recently, and they only have one worshiper at their disposal. Are you really not afraid of an accident?" Han Xingli sent a message.
"Since we said we are called Weicheng, we are naturally good at defense." Zhou Jian said, "I'm afraid there is a reason why we have to come this time."
Outside the city, Wei Cheng raised his finger at Zi Chen, saying to the effect that you are here.
brush!
Zi Chen charged forward again, this time attacking from the front.
The spiritual power in his body surged crazily and poured into the broken knife.
Then, chop horizontally.
Buzz!
The arc of the sword, which was more than a hundred feet long, headed straight for Wei Cheng with a distorted space.
Wei Cheng's expression became slightly more solemn, and the light of the city became more and more dazzling.
The arc of the knife meets the city.
Returned without success again.
Next, Zi Chen used his special ability to flash next to Wei Cheng.
But every time he takes action, he will be blocked by this radiant city.
"Wei Cheng's defense is indeed extraordinary." Han Xingli praised sincerely.
Zhou Jian kept looking at the battlefield, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression seemed to become serious.
At this moment, Zi Chen has already used the knife more than thirty times.
If the previous protector was replaced, more than thirty people would probably die.
But now, Zi Chen didn't even break through the opponent's defense.
Zi Chen's offensive continued, and he had already used his sword fifty times at this moment.
The swords and knives are the strongest attacks, but there is no sign of exhaustion.
The expressions of the onlookers outside also became solemn.
Is this the true strength of the Zhenlong Palace?
It's obviously not even a little bit more powerful than the Protector.
Han Xingli said: "Does this mean that you have all the strength but no knowledge of the rules?"
Zhou Jian continued to remain silent.
"He is invincible in Tianquan, but on the road to Longtan, he seems to have failed to even make a simple start."
Han Xingli shook his head, "Today, even if you and I don't take action, he will definitely die."
Looking at the city behind him, Han Xingli felt a little regretful, "What a pity for this city."
Zi Chen has used the sword a hundred times.
Wei Cheng said: "You still don't want to give up?"
Then, he made a fist with his right hand, and power gathered on his fist, like the scorching sun.
Deliver a punch.
There seemed to be a roar of a dragon between heaven and earth.
There was a line of blood crossing the sky.
Zi Chen flew out upside down.
The surrounding area was in uproar again.
Is this a failure?
"Wei Cheng's strength is indeed not weak." Han Xingli said: "No wonder he is ranked third in the enshrinement."
Zhou Jian was still frowning, always feeling that something was wrong.
Zi Chen landed on the ground and slipped backwards, but did not fall to the ground.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zi Chen said: "It's interesting."
Wei Cheng nodded towards Zi Chen, then turned around and said, "Is that okay?"
A laugh rang out, "That's enough, this guy doesn't seem to be that good."
A person fell from the sky, and the other person looked at Zi Chen, "Are you Zi Chen? I heard that you are very famous, but from today's perspective, it is nothing more than that."
Zi Chen also smiled and said: "But you are still so scared that you don't dare to take action. You have to find someone to find out before you dare to show up, right?"
The other party's face suddenly darkened.
"Next, I, Tang You, will take off your head."
He instantly opened his stance, an ancient boxing stance, which stirred up the surrounding space.
The breath of oppression swept over me.
The opponent's momentum is rising, and there seems to be a faint shadow of a dragon on his body.
Zi Chen looked at Wei Cheng who was standing aside.
Wei Cheng cupped his fists at Zi Chen, then turned and left.
On the top of the mountain, Han Xingli asked in surprise: "What's going on?"
Zhou Jian shook his head, obviously not understanding.
Then, the two of them saw Zi Chen put away the broken knife and also opened his fist.
It turned out to be fist to fist.
It's just that Zi Chen's boxing stance didn't bring any great atmosphere.
The golden light shines like wearing golden armor.
In an instant, the two of them bumped into each other.
The sound of thunder mixed with the sound of dragon roar.