Chapter 1215: Disparity in strength

Jiang Shuihan's offensive was extremely fierce, and the violent force seemed to destroy the world.

Jiang Shuihan didn't hesitate at all, as the shout fell, a fierce palm blasted out.

Ten thousand terrible palm prints rushed towards Feng Wuchen at the same time, an unstoppable and fierce offensive, wherever they passed, the space was torn apart at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Feng Ying, if you don't have a stronger magic trick! Then you will die!" Jiang Shuihan shouted.

Feng Wuchen reached out and grabbed it, golden light flashed, and the Dragon God Sword flashed out of thin air, Feng Wuchen's momentum rose again, majestic and imposing.

"Are there any artifacts?" Jiang Shuihan frowned slightly.

"It's another Tier 9 forging artifact!"

"There are still artifacts! Oh my God! Four artifacts!"

"Where did Fengying get the artifact? Or the rarest sword!"

The dozens of Heavenly Monarchs who were watching the battle gasped in horror, their faces extremely pale.

The divine power of heaven was madly injected into the Dragon God Sword, the sword body flashed with brilliance, and the breathtaking sword intent swept away, extremely fierce.

The finger of the sword slid on the body of the sword, and a black flame was instantly ignited, turning into a black fire sword, filled with a terrible energy aura.

"Sword Art of Destroying Soul! God Slaughter!"

Feng Wuchen yelled suddenly, the Dragon God Sword was filled with strong sword energy, extremely domineering, and the breathtaking sword intent rushed straight into the sky.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

The shout fell, Feng Wuchen held the Dragon God Sword in both hands and swept it out. With a strong sonic boom, a huge black sword burst out of the sky. Wherever it passed, a series of pitch-black cracks, teeth and claws were torn apart. .

"The fairy formula blends with the black flames, so there is such a fierce and domineering power. This kid is indeed not simple. This is the first time I have encountered such a strong opponent, and it is only in the early days of Tianjun. If this kid is not eliminated, he will definitely threaten in the future. To the Moon God Palace." Jiang Shuihan frowned, the murderous aura in his eyes getting colder.

"Guru..."

Seeing Feng Wuchen's incomparably domineering black sword light, dozens of heavenly monarchs watching the battle were so frightened that they couldn't speak.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, two terrifying forces collided in the horrified eyes of dozens of Heavenly Monarchs, with a bang, and the extremely terrifying force swept wildly, and the void vibrated violently.

"The power is indeed stronger, but unfortunately it is still too weak!" Jiang Shui cold smiled, facing the terrible sword light of Feng Wuchen, Jiang Shuihan still did not change his face.

"puff!"

The two terrifying forces in the fierce collision, Feng Wuchen was ultimately invincible, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the injury deteriorated instantly.

The power of Wandao Palmprint is very terrifying, forcibly suppressing Feng Wuchen's sword light, it has the upper hand.

"Swallow!"

Feng Wuchen suddenly shouted, the black flame soaring in vain, and immediately began to frantically devour Jiang Shuihan's palmprint power.

"Oh? Can you still swallow power?" Jiang Shuihan's expression changed slightly, surprised, and immediately shouted: "Putto Tong will break your sword light now, see how you swallow it!"

After the shout fell, Jiang Shuihan urged his power again, and even more terrifying power injected into his palm prints, and finally shouted: "Broken!"

"Boom!"

"puff!"

The terrifying force of the collision exploded in vain, and the deafening explosion swept the surrounding mountains. The destructive energy of the explosion made the wind and dust spit out a blood again, and the figure flew out like a cannonball.

On the other hand, Jiang Shuihan was only shaken hundreds of meters away, and he was still unscathed.

"It's really not easy. I saw such a domineering sword art for the first time." Jiang Shuihan was surprised, and the blood inside his body churned violently again with a fierce bump.

"It's a strong defense, and the sword art can't hurt him." Feng Wuchen said in surprise, slowly wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Wuchen's combat effectiveness is indeed terrifying, but Ding Potian is only in the late stage of Tianjun, and compared with Jiang Shuihan, it is much weaker.

"It's a pity! Still can't break the defense of the capital!" Jiang Shuihan, who stabilized his figure, sneered at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen's injuries were very serious, his breath weakened by more than half, and his face pale as paper.

"Master, Jiang Shuihan's strength is already close to the Heavenly God Realm. You are not his opponent, so you don't need to fight." A voice came from the Dragon God Sword Artifact Soul.

"Dragon Sword is right, Master, wait until you break through the mid-term of Heavenly Sovereign before you have the strength to compete with him, let's run away first." A voice came from the annual caliper.

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen didn't seem to have heard it. He endured his severely injured body, forcibly urging the power of the Golden Dragon Seal Martial Soul, and merged with the divine power of the heavens, bursting out terrifying power.

"Oh? Such a serious injury can spur such a powerful force, Feng Ying, you are really not easy." Jiang Shuihan said in surprise, unexpectedly Feng Wuchen would continue to fight.

The ten great ancient powers immediately urged them out crazily, all merged into the divine power of heaven, and the breath of Feng Wuchen soared wildly.

"What? Can it be improved?" Jiang Shuihan's face finally appeared shocked and unbelievable.

"What kind of power is this? Do you feel it? There are so many ten kinds of power!"

"How is this possible! Where does Fengying have so many mysterious and powerful powers? And there is an ancient aura!"

"Fengying's breath is getting more and more terrifying! With such a serious injury, he can still explode with such terrible power, is he a monster?"

Dozens of Heavenly Monarchs who were watching the game were once again frightened and trembling.

"Peng!"

The black fire spurred, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, the Dragon God sword soared into the sky, the sword body was balanced, the tip of the sword pointed outwards, filled with domineering sword power, the monstrous sword intent, almost suffocating.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, the Dragon God Sword burst out in vain, the sonic boom was harsh, and the void vibrated.

"Humph!" Jiang Shuihan snorted fiercely, his hands gathered terrifying power, the blue light flashed, and the violent momentum rolled again.

Jiang Shuihan shouted: "This is your fight to the death! Look at this all completely crush your hope!"

"Nine-layer Universe Tower!"

"Fentian Dragon God Fist!"

At the same time, Feng Wuchen suddenly yelled, offering the Nine-layer Universe Tower, Feng Wuchen's breath, once again insanely skyrocketed, the fist that flashed black light, the spreading power instantly increased three times!

"What?" Perceiving that Feng Wuchen's power had tripled in an instant, Jiang Shuihan looked at Feng Wuchen in horror.

Jiang Shuihan looked stiff, and said in disbelief: "How is this possible? His strength has tripled!"

"It's another artifact! My God! Five artifacts!"

"This is an artifact that enhances combat effectiveness! It has tripled!"

"What a terrible power! Feng Wuchen's breath is close to the peak of Tianjun's late stage!"

Dozens of Heavenly Monarchs became more and more frightened, and their bodies trembled fiercely.

"I want to see if your defense is really unbreakable!" Feng Wuchen said extremely viciously, and immediately blasted with a fierce punch.