Chapter 201 The strongest duel between the Taoist priests of the God Clan!
Everyone was shocked. The Taozi of the God Clan in front of them was not comparable to the Ba Xia Shenzi.
Whether it is in terms of combat power or skill and talent, there are too many gods who surpass Baxia. Ye Chen's words are undoubtedly disrespectful to the Taoist disciples of the gods.
This has completely angered Daozi of the God Clan.
The Gods are one of the top races in the fantasy world. They are naturally powerful and blessed by the great ways of heaven and earth.
And Daozi of the God Clan is the youngest and strongest generation among the entire God Clan.
When had anyone ever spoken to him like that?
The Ye Chen in front of him was the first one, and for him, it was also the last one.
"You're fine!"
After saying this, Daozi of the God Clan turned around and left directly. No matter what Ye Chen said, he had endless murderous intent in his heart.
Those who disrespected him in the past have all been destroyed physically and mentally!
Since the gods from outside the territory came to this world, they have acted extremely arrogantly. Anyone who dares to touch them will be destroyed.
They, the people of the God Clan, are extremely protective of their shortcomings. Even in this sword discussion conference of all races, they have no scruples. In the previous war, this God Clan Taoist was the one who killed the most people.
Even if it makes the human race angry, they have to admit that they do have this capital.
The ensuing battle continues, and the twenty-seven strongest people are competing. These twenty-seven people are the strongest among the hundreds of millions of practitioners who have fought their way up.
After Ye Chen defeated the Son of God, he became one of the twenty-seven people and the only human race.
Battle after battle, the entire Fengyuntai was shaken.
This Fengyun Tower is made of the most special kind of stone in the entire world. It is impossible for monks in the realm of kings to leave a trace on it.
But after all the battles, many sword marks and cracks were left behind. One can imagine how powerful these people are.
In three hours, the competition among the top twenty-seven came to an end. These twenty-seven people also completely entered the next round, which was also a random target.
But twenty-seven is an odd number, which means that one person will have a bye and become the final thirteen.
Of course, Ye Chen didn't have such luck. He drew the wooden sign, and coincidentally, it was the Daozi of the God Clan.
This result made Ye Chen frown slightly. After the battle, he was found by the God Clan Daozi.
I didn’t expect that this person would be the one to fight next. Isn’t this a bit of a coincidence?
Needless to say, this must be the result of someone operating behind the scenes.
He was not afraid of the Daozi of the God Clan, but what he didn't expect was that there were people who could control even this Ten Thousand Races Sword Discussion Conference.
At this time, Ye Chen felt a cold light behind him, and he knew who it was without even thinking.
At this time, thousands of monks were already looking this way.
The only existence of the human race now meets the strongest Taozi of the gods.
This must be a shocking battle!
"Taozi of the God Clan, I didn't expect Ye Chen to meet him!"
"The Gods are one of the most powerful races in the fantasy world. They have been favored by the Great Dao since they were born, and are called the favored sons of heaven."
"They are born close to the Dao, which causes their every move to be accompanied by the charm of the Dao. When Ye Chen meets him, that is indeed the end of it."
The monks from all races shook their heads. They had inherited Ye Chen's power, but in the ten years since Ye Chen disappeared, the power of this Taoist disciple of the Gods had become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Since his birth, he has never bowed once. No matter who his opponent is, he will crush them with force.
No one can deny the power of Shen Daozi. He originally thought that Ye Yechen could take a further step, but now it seems that after meeting the Shen Daozi, he has no chance.
And the results of this draw also appeared, and in the end King Qingpeng got a bye.
No one had any opinions on this point. After all, King Qingpeng's strength was there. He was even stronger than the Daozi of the God Clan. The contestants were relieved that he had a bye.
After all, even if such an opponent can be defeated, a lot of effort will be wasted.
After half an hour's rest, the battle between the top 13 officially began. The battle between Ye Chen and Daozi from the God Clan was scheduled for the fifth match.
The competition among the top thirteen was extremely fierce, and no one suppressed their own strength. After all, it was no longer about their personal reputation, but also about the ranking among all races.
Since the battle between Ye Chen and himself had not come yet, Ye Chen was maintaining his state on the sidelines. At this time, the Greedy Monk and the Black Emperor quietly came to Ye Chen's side.
"Brother Ye, I observed the previous battles between Daozi of the God Clan, and no one was able to sustain three moves under him. Now his strength is simply a mystery."
The greedy monk worriedly said that he had no doubts about Ye Chen's strength, but he could not estimate Ye Chen's opponent now.
Unknown enemies are the most terrifying, he knows that, so he comes to Ye Chen and tells him what he knows.
Ye Chen's participation in the Ten Thousand Race Competition is no longer a personal ranking, it has been elevated to a ranking among human races.
The greedy and angry monk is also a human race, so he is naturally extremely concerned about this battle.
No one will let others step on their head.
Ye Chen nodded slightly. He could feel the power of the Son of God. He was a good opponent, at least not as weak as the Son of God.
People outside the territory looked down on the human race. Ye Chen's battle not only attracted the attention of the Central Ancient City, but also some powerful beings.
Finally, the battle came, and Ye Chen stood up.
On the Dividing Cloud Platform, the Divine Clan Daozi had already stood in the center of the ring, with endless brilliance all over his body.
He was like a Divine Clan, high above, and just standing there gave people Wu Jing pressure.
"Saint Lord Ye is coming up!"
Someone was sharp-eyed, and on one of the four avenues, Ye Chen slowly moved forward, and every step had a unique Taoist charm.
He climbed up the Dividing Cloud Platform step by step, and the Divine Clan Daozi's face was indifferent.
"I still think you dare not come up."
But Ye Chen did not speak, and the long sword in his hand exuded a series of shocking sword energy.
Without any fancy moves, the Divine Clan Daozi's body was full of divine rings, supporting him like a god.
The powerful forces of the two intertwined, forming a powerful storm in an instant.
The Douzi Jue appeared, and the long sword in Ye Chen's hand roared.
