Chapter 577: Sanctification first

??? King Tianpeng strode from a distance, like a **** like a devil, and his holy power is surging.

That shot was projected by King Tianpeng, nailing the invincible fighting sage king of Gedai, nailing it to the void, and large strands of golden holy blood splashed out.

None of the seven great saints was able to completely severely inflict the fighting saint king, and was immediately hit by the Tianpeng king. This kind of combat power is worthy of the strongest saint at the king level, far better than ordinary saints. .

Naturally, in a true confrontation, he could not achieve the point where he was hit hard. It was just that the six great saints delayed Ye Chen, and the long battle had lost too much divine power. In addition, King Tianpeng was comparable to Ye Chen, so this Only one blow can make a big hit.

Even so, it is enough to be proud.

call out--

The Tianpeng War Spear wanted to tremble Ye Chen's Eucharist, but Ye Chen grabbed the war spear with one hand, Kong Wu firmly grasped it, and the Tianpeng War Spear was calmed down.

Because that hand contained the power of shaking the sky, it was difficult for the Tianpeng gun to shake.

Even at this level, the Fighting Saint King was so calm and calm, as if he was not having a war gun but just a ball of cotton.

"court death!"

King Tianpeng shouted angrily and slammed straight to the front. His long golden hair was flying all over his head, and his eyes were sharp to the extreme. However, it was a golden heavenly sword that was thousands of feet long, brilliant and eye-catching. A huge peng wing appeared vaguely, falling from the sky.

This blow was so terrifying that the world would be split in half.

"It was actually Tianpeng eighteenth style. It really deserves to be the Tianpeng King who has the blood of returning to the ancestors. These mythological spells can be displayed."

Some sages from Wanyu were surprised. In the age of the Golden Winged Roc Bird Megatron mythical era, he once created the strongest talent and supernatural power, which was the 18th form of Tianpeng.

Each style possesses the power of destroying the world and can destroy the great world. In the age of mythology, I don’t know how many Xeons were killed, so it is very famous, even if it is one of the monuments left by the truncated era of the age of mythology. In, there are related records.

Another sage also sighed: "This is derived from the inheritance between bloodlines. It is normal that the Tianpeng King who returned to the ancestral bloodline can master it!"

"Tianpeng Eighteenth Style?"

Obviously, Ye Chen also recognized this kind of talented supernatural power, but his eyes were brilliant and eye-catching. Although he was heavily wounded at this moment, he was also extremely majestic. Facing this blow, he waved the sky-shaking hand and directly shook it up.

boom--

The collision between the two directly broke the blood cloud, shattered the vacuum, and caused a considerable amount of destruction. Even the other saints had to avoid one side.

Ye Chen's figure was retreating sharply, and the wound on his right chest was constantly spilling patches of golden blood, which was brilliant and dripping.

This time, it was not that he could not shake the hands of the sky, it was just that he was seriously injured, and King Tianpeng was like a rainbow again, and he fell into a disadvantage.

King Tianpeng had drawn out the Tianpeng gun long ago, condescendingly, looking down at Ye Chen.

"kill!"

Not only King Tianpeng, but even the other six saints set off again, and they all passed.

Ye Chen coughed up blood, but he couldn't be strong no matter how strong he was. He couldn't fight against so many saints. He was still only half saint. The holy sword with the saint nailed his thighs, dripping golden saint. The blood is spilling, which is very eye-catching.

Among them, King Tianpeng is the most powerful and terrifying. His long golden hair is scattered, his eyes are sharp, and he is holding a Tianpeng gun in his hand, constantly attacking Ye Chen.

I have to say that he is really powerful, far stronger than the average saint, and launched the most violent attack on Ye Chen.

Even on weekdays, one-on-one, King Tianpeng, a holy Tibetan realm king, seemed terrifying enough, not to mention the fact that he was besieging Ye Chen alone with other holy ones, and his combat power was amazing.

After all, Ye Chen needed to fight the other six great saints, and was divided a lot of energy away, making it difficult to cope with King Tianpeng's attack.

In the end, King Tianpeng showed an amazing lore. Holding the Tianpeng gun, he once again pierced Ye Chen's lower abdomen. Even if it was the immortality of the Battle Saint Physique, this shot was too strong.

Even the other saints of the Tianmen are weakened, because they have been blocked by other saints a long time ago.

This battle was very tragic. Ye Chen encountered the siege of the Seven Great Saints, and even a Saint-Rank king like Tianpeng King. He gave Ye Chen the most tragic blow, piercing his lower abdomen, which was quite miserable.

His body was dripping with golden holy blood, which was about to fill the sky.

No one can help Ye Chen, even the sages of Tianmen are like this, as if this has become a mortal situation.

Just in the face of all this, the **** fighting saint king always looked calm, as if this was not a predicament, it was just a simple battle.

"At this time, you can still remain calm and complacent. I don't know if you are overwhelmed or stupid enough."

The king of Tianpeng was cold, and he swung his Tianpeng gun to attack again, bravely splitting Ye Chen, and blasting his figure back more than ten steps.

cough--

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth were bleeding, and Junxiu's face was reflected golden.

It’s just that Ye Chen’s expression remained the same. He looked at the Seven Great Sages, and even at the King Tianpeng, and said, “Do you really want to kill me like this?”

The next moment, he shook his head: "It's still a bit worse.

"

"Hmph, death is imminent, and I'm still talking crazy." King Tianpeng snorted coldly, rushing forward with his Tianpeng rifle, and launched a lore.

Sonorous--

Ye Chen lifted Tianhuang and directly held up the blow, and waved his blood-stained fist, bombarding it.

King Tianpeng snorted coldly, but he didn't carelessly, swinging Tianpeng's claws and slapped it.

Boom

The two young strongest were separated again, but Ye Chen's injury became more serious, and drops of golden holy blood were constantly shining, vigorously vigorous.

Ye Chen looked at King Tianpeng and said calmly: "Actually, I really want to fight you fairly, but conditions do not allow it."

"A fair fight? Death is coming~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What kind of fair fight do you want. In this world, only the winner is king, and the loser is the invader!"

King Tianpeng snorted coldly, raised the Tianpeng gun and strode to the point, and even displayed the Tianpeng eighteenth style, rushing to the past, and another six great sages attacked and once again severely wounded Ye Chen. The ground was flying, the injuries were extremely serious, and his whole body was in tatters. It was as powerful as the fighting saints and could not withstand the fierce offensive of so many saints.

"His Royal Highness..."

All the saints of the Tianmen tried desperately to move forward, but how could other saints give him such an opportunity? The threat of fighting the saint king was too great, and almost everyone wanted to get rid of it.

But the Ancient Demon God sneered, and the Sea God King was shaking his head. If the Fighting Saint King could be killed so easily, it would not be the Heaven-defying Supreme Fighting Saint King.

boom--

At this moment, Ye Chen's breath broke the sky directly, breaking through a great realm directly, breaking into the realm of the holy storage realm.

"Sanctified!?" Many people are surprised!