Chapter 703 What on earth is this? Wasn’t the beating I received last time enough?
Chapter 703 What the hell is this? Wasn’t it enough to get beaten last time?
The Holy Sword Emperor is proud of himself and the Holy Drinking Crazy Sword Technique was broken by Tang Chen!
This is a martial art that Tang Chen created on the spur of the moment.
This is the most incredible point.
Countless people were stunned when they saw this scene.
Tang Chen was really crazy to the extreme.
"It's very similar, but it's definitely not the Holy Drinking Knife Technique."
"This is a higher level understanding after imitating the martial arts of the Holy Sword Emperor. Is this really possible?"
"Impossible, who can create such a domineering and powerful martial arts with just one look!"
Not to mention the dynasty, even the melon-eaters looked in disbelief.
But when the facts are placed in front of them, they don’t want to believe it and have to admit it.
Tang Chen's combat power is superior to everyone else!
The Holy Sword Emperor was panting like an ox, and his hand holding the Tianyun Yong Holy Sword trembled slightly but he felt a strong sense of pain.
A hint of ferociousness gradually appeared in his face, and he shouted loudly: "No one in this world can easily create the Holy Immortal Technique!"
boom!
The holy light is like the sun, brilliant and dazzling.
Blazing and dazzling, shining in all directions, a huge ethereal fairy shadow with thousands of 꺵 sits cross-legged behind the Holy Sword Emperor.
When the Holy Light passes by, everything is replaced with a light platinum color.
This is the sacred image of 놛놅, the sacred sword spirit ancestral image!
A thousand-꺵 platinum sword floats in the air, with ethereal fairy shadows on both legs.
Buzz…
The Holy Sword Lingzu Xiang closed his eyes tightly and opened his eyes. Like two big suns rising slowly, the platinum sword held his hand and slashed out suddenly.
This sword is nothing fancy and simple, but it contains the charm of smashing the sky and creating the holy world again.
"Sen Luo Ghost Array!"
At this time, a person walked out, wrapped in the light of Qingming.
The talisman flew into the sky, cold and dark, and a miserable scene on the eighteenth floor of Senluo Palace was instantly staged.
Endless ghosts rose into the sky, shrill and shrill, as if they were trying to drag Tang Chen into the deepest furnace of purgatory.
After restraining Tang Chen's avoidance direction, he was able to face the Holy Sword Spirit Ancestor Elephant head-on!
Everyone exclaimed that this was actually a coordinated effort.
But Tang Chen remained calm and had no idea of escaping.
Today, I want to penetrate the entire four-dimensional realm.
"Shi Potian!"
Tang Chen shouted softly.
Golden jelly suddenly appeared all over the body, opening up the ghost and making it impossible to get close with any means.
Shi Potian's iconic mocking and innocent face appeared, and the jelly condensed two thousand-꺵 hands, slapping them towards the platinum sword.
Boom...
When the palm of the golden jelly takes the posture of grabbing the white blade with bare hands, with the help of the platinum sword, ferocious and strong fluctuations burst out.
The sky shook and there was no cloud in the sky.
It seemed as if the sun and the moon were shaking and about to fall down at any time.
At this moment, everyone fell silent.
They stared blankly at Shi Potian's performance.
What the hell is this?
Even the Holy Sword Emperor is a little suspicious.
How many unknown treasures does Tang Chen still have hidden?
"Crush it for me!"
After Ke Da reacted, he shouted in a deep voice.
The Holy Sword Spirit Ancestral Elephant blooms with vast immortal power, and the platinum sword is bright and fiery, as if it is going to shatter the stone and break the sky with both hands.
But Shi Potian's golden jelly once again developed an arm, and he punched the back of the platinum sword with an uppercut.
The sound of gold and iron spread in all directions, and its power was so great that it seemed that even the holy sword Lingzu Xiang couldn't hold it.
The platinum sword flew up in full view of everyone and flew into the distance.
Shi Potian is very cute, cute and innocent, but his expression is sarcastic, and his smile makes people's blood pressure rise.
It even raised its finger towards the Holy Sword Emperor. Tuntun was not as naughty as this guy.
"Golden Gun."
Tang Chen restrained Shi Potian, but used his ability to condense an ancient golden spear with his hand, and looked at the immortal formation master who was using the formation.
call out!
The golden gun was thrown, piercing the heart of the Immortal Formation Master, and fell miserably.
"Bronze Qin Kingdom!"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and the light of bronze seemed to attract the powerful men in the ancient world.
An illusory and hazy ancient country appeared, changing the world and changing the world, as if the Qin Dynasty was the powerful country it once was.
Soldiers took on the appearance of clay figures, chariots, war horses, and even an emperor appeared.
Hu Hui stands in the sky, like the lord of the country, commanding millions of soldiers. He is the holy image of the bronze Qin State.
"Dragon-patterned Holy Elephant."
The majestic and vicissitudes of sound echoed, the dragon pattern reflected the heaven and earth, and all things were dragons, spreading in all directions.
The Cangming Dragon King walked out slowly, with a serious expression and prepared for battle.
Tang Chen saw Cangming Dragon King and said with a faint smile: "Just don't come out. Wasn't it enough that you got beaten last time?"
"Protecting my homeland is our responsibility, we will never retreat!"
Cangming Dragon King blushed a little at Tang Chen's words, but he still raised his neck and said loudly.
Tang Chen shook his head and said, "You really don't have a long memory."
The other powerful men were also dispatched to surround Tang Chen from all directions, and they had to take action to stop or attack him at critical moments.
Because the dynasty hired them just to hinder Tang Chen, they must be effective.
"kill!"
Hu Zhen's eyes were filled with hatred and he shouted violently.
In the illusory ancient country, clay soldiers, chariots, horses, and even the emperor set out to attack and kill.
The momentum is magnificent and the sound of killing is loud, as if powerful countries once crossed the heavens to come to help.
Cang Ming Dragon King's fist contains thousands of dragon patterns, and the whole body is shining brightly, like an eternal scorching sun, and the fist roars out.
Thousands of dragon patterns are superimposed, and the power is huge, just like anything in front of it is a chicken or a dog.
Rumble…
At this time.
The strong ones are attacking like this, the sun and the moon are eclipsed, the mountains and rivers are shaking, all of them are killing one person!
That's Tang Chen!
Under such an attack, everyone felt that death was approaching.
However, Tang Chen remained calm.
The time runes flowed through the supreme bone of the arm, and the five fingers were clenched and blasted towards the sky, softly saying: "The years lament."
The meaning of the fist contains the years, like a beam of light bursting into the sky. It is not a big battle, and it is not that strong a ray of light.
There is a rune of time reflecting the void, speeding up the passage of time.
Everything that comes to me is like a fairy caressing me, slowly turning into dust.
These strong men suddenly felt their life aura flowing away crazily, and their strong appearance assumed an old posture.
"I...how did I become so old!"
"My teeth, my waist..."
"Years...are the power of years!"
Everyone who besieged Tang Chen screamed in surprise.
They didn't dare to get too close and hurriedly retreated. Only then did the immortal energy gradually return to normal.
Hu Wei, Cang Ming Dragon King, Holy Sword King, had gray hair and almost lost his teeth, but he still managed to resist with the holy elephant.
Tang Chen took back the rune and said softly: "Tathagata Divine Palm."
Soaring in the nine heavens, the Buddha shines in all directions. He is an immortal Buddha, solemn and solemn, and has an aura of compassion.
Ten Thousand Golden Buddhas, gently turned the Buddha's head, and gently patted it down with his big hand.
boom……
The clouds shattered and the void shook.
Thousands of Buddha's hands shuttled through, as if to suppress all kinds of demons.
