Chapter: 793
Looking at the scene above the void, which seems to be divided into two areas of gold and blood in the two auras, and the earth-shattering battle where the only person heard the sound but could not see the person, Ling Wushuang and the others were completely stunned.
There was even a feeling of passion in several people's hearts, they were all fantasizing about when they could reach the level of Zhuo Wen and Zhu Chi. This kind of world-changing battle made their blood boil involuntarily.
Boom boom boom!
Above the void, the golden gun light and the bloody knife shadow bombarded together again. Suddenly, the powerful collision force caused the surrounding space to collapse one after another, and the sky was almost filled with gold and blood.
Thumb up!
The golden figure and the blood-colored figure retreated hundreds of meters at this moment, and their soles of their feet slammed into the air, barely stopping their figures.
"Haha! I really didn't expect Zhuowen to be so powerful. I, Zhu Chi, really misjudged him before! But as I said, if you want to defeat me today, your strength is not enough."
Zhu Chi, who was full of blood, fixed his eyes on Zhuo Wen in front of him, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"Not enough? Hmph, then this should be enough!"
Zhuo Wen's face was full of indifference, and when he stomped the sole of his foot, a wave of spiritual power surged out from his Niwan Palace, which was the long-broken fourth-rank Dacheng spiritual power.
When Zhu Chi felt the fourth-grade Dacheng mental power bursting out of Zhuo Wen's body, his complexion froze for a moment...
"This spiritual power... is the spiritual power of the fourth grade?"
Sensing the powerful spiritual power surging out of Zhuo Wen's body, Zhu Chi's pupils shrank to the extreme, and shock was all over his face.
Although Zhuowen had already exposed his identity as a fourth-rank arcanist when he was in Trial Mountain, Zhuowen's spiritual power was only a small accomplishment of fourth-rank at that time, but now Zhuowen's mental power is better than that of the last trial. The mountain is much stronger, which is obviously the power of the fourth-rank Dacheng mental power.
creak!
"Fourth Grade Dacheng mental power?"
At this moment, no matter how calm Lu Yitao was, he was shocked by the facts in front of him. You must know that Zhuo Wen was less than twenty years old, and it was already extremely remarkable to be able to become a fourth-rank Arcanist at such an age.
Even if he is as proud as Lu Yitao, he can't help admiring Zhuo Wen's powerful talent in spiritual power, but after the Arcanist reaches the fourth rank, the difficulty of promotion is as difficult as climbing the sky. If there is no good opportunity and understanding, it is very likely that he will be stuck for a lifetime.
However, Zhuo Wen's mental strength has only reached the fourth grade of small success, and now he has successfully advanced to the fourth grade of great success. This speed is a bit too fast, right?
Not only Lu Yitao, Luo Xing, Qin Batian and others, the expressions on their faces are not much better at the moment, and now they realize that Zhuo Wen's strongest strength is probably not his terrifying physical strength, but his already fourth rank Dacheng's mental strength.
"How many cards does this Zhuo Wen have? Why do I feel that this card is endless?" Qin Batian smiled bitterly, staring at the golden figure above with fear.
He found that every time everyone thought that Zhuo Wen would fail and die, this kid would show his unique hole cards and save the day every time.
It's the same with Xu Tianliang, and it's the same with Zhu Chi now. At this moment, Qin Batian also felt a sense of awe at the figure like a little sun in the sky above him. He knew very well that if he Facing Zhuo Wen's words, it can only lead to defeat in the end.
"Zhu Chi, it's not up to you whether I'm qualified or not, it's up to your subordinates to see the real tricks! Come on! Let me see your strongest ability, otherwise, you will definitely lose."
At this moment, the endless spiritual power formed a huge spiritual storm around Zhuo Wen's body, and Zhuo Wen stood in the center of the spiritual storm, and the blazing golden glow illuminated the surrounding darkness, like a lighthouse in the dark night.
The powerful aura rushed over, unexpectedly causing Zhu Chi to retreat again and again, his face was extremely cold and ugly.
At this moment, Zhu Chi was undoubtedly shocked and inexplicable. He also didn't expect that Zhuowen actually hid such a powerful spiritual power. If Zhuowen was just a fourth-rank arcanist, he was really not afraid at all.
However, the Arcanist of the fourth rank is extremely strong and has already surpassed the middle stage of the fourth-round emperor realm. Facing this strong pressure, Zhu Chi's face is already filled with a strong and dignified expression.
"Do you mean to prepare to decide the outcome with one move? Hmph! Even if you have a fourth-grade Dacheng mental power, so what? I, Zhu Chi, may not be your opponent."
Zhu Chi's eyes flickered for a while, his face was full of murderous aura, he stepped on the sole of his foot, and the bloody long sword in his right hand was thrown out violently. Suddenly, a terrifying blood appeared around it, and the blood was as real as it was. It looked rather terrifying and hideous.
"Eat my move! This move is the highest code of our Yujianmen. If you can break my strongest move, then I have nothing to say if I lose. If you can't break it, then You can go to die."
With a low shout, the blood energy around Zhu Chi was extremely thick, and strong breath spread in the surroundings in a spiral shape. I saw Zhu Chi playing complicated sword tactics with both hands. Suddenly, the blood energy around him boiled crazily When he got up, there was actually a faint sign of cohesion.
"Blood Sword Code, the last move, the emperor is furious!"
A majestic and loud voice suddenly resounded in this piece of heaven and earth, and the void behind Zhu Chi suddenly burst, and a huge phantom that towered above the sky stepped out from the cracked void, and a fierce breath spread out. .
This phantom is wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a purple gold dragon suit, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, majestic and majestic. Around his body, there are faint auspicious clouds rising, dragon shadows radiating, jewels and jewels, wonderful, just like a majestic image of an emperor .
As soon as the emperor's phantom appeared, Zhu Chi looked up to the sky and screamed, the thick blood energy around him, which seemed to be real, actually condensed at this moment, turning into hundreds of huge strange blood swords, and there were even countless blood-colored dragon shadows around the blood swords. Looking at it, it looks heavy and vast.
hum!
As soon as the huge blood sword was formed, it was directly held by the emperor phantom. At this moment, the emperor's handsome face had a hint of ferocity, and there was a smear of terrifying anger in his eyes, as if his heart was filled with monstrous anger.
"When the emperor was angry, he lay down millions of corpses and bleed for thousands of miles."
The voice of the emperor's phantom, which is as vast as the sea, resounded continuously in this world, and then the phantom, which was like a mountain, stepped forward suddenly, the ground cracked, gravel rose up, and air waves filled the air. JrNovels.com
There was even a feeling of passion in several people's hearts, they were all fantasizing about when they could reach the level of Zhuo Wen and Zhu Chi. This kind of world-changing battle made their blood boil involuntarily.
Boom boom boom!
Above the void, the golden gun light and the bloody knife shadow bombarded together again. Suddenly, the powerful collision force caused the surrounding space to collapse one after another, and the sky was almost filled with gold and blood.
Thumb up!
The golden figure and the blood-colored figure retreated hundreds of meters at this moment, and their soles of their feet slammed into the air, barely stopping their figures.
"Haha! I really didn't expect Zhuowen to be so powerful. I, Zhu Chi, really misjudged him before! But as I said, if you want to defeat me today, your strength is not enough."
Zhu Chi, who was full of blood, fixed his eyes on Zhuo Wen in front of him, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"Not enough? Hmph, then this should be enough!"
Zhuo Wen's face was full of indifference, and when he stomped the sole of his foot, a wave of spiritual power surged out from his Niwan Palace, which was the long-broken fourth-rank Dacheng spiritual power.
When Zhu Chi felt the fourth-grade Dacheng mental power bursting out of Zhuo Wen's body, his complexion froze for a moment...
"This spiritual power... is the spiritual power of the fourth grade?"
Sensing the powerful spiritual power surging out of Zhuo Wen's body, Zhu Chi's pupils shrank to the extreme, and shock was all over his face.
Although Zhuowen had already exposed his identity as a fourth-rank arcanist when he was in Trial Mountain, Zhuowen's spiritual power was only a small accomplishment of fourth-rank at that time, but now Zhuowen's mental power is better than that of the last trial. The mountain is much stronger, which is obviously the power of the fourth-rank Dacheng mental power.
creak!
"Fourth Grade Dacheng mental power?"
At this moment, no matter how calm Lu Yitao was, he was shocked by the facts in front of him. You must know that Zhuo Wen was less than twenty years old, and it was already extremely remarkable to be able to become a fourth-rank Arcanist at such an age.
Even if he is as proud as Lu Yitao, he can't help admiring Zhuo Wen's powerful talent in spiritual power, but after the Arcanist reaches the fourth rank, the difficulty of promotion is as difficult as climbing the sky. If there is no good opportunity and understanding, it is very likely that he will be stuck for a lifetime.
However, Zhuo Wen's mental strength has only reached the fourth grade of small success, and now he has successfully advanced to the fourth grade of great success. This speed is a bit too fast, right?
Not only Lu Yitao, Luo Xing, Qin Batian and others, the expressions on their faces are not much better at the moment, and now they realize that Zhuo Wen's strongest strength is probably not his terrifying physical strength, but his already fourth rank Dacheng's mental strength.
"How many cards does this Zhuo Wen have? Why do I feel that this card is endless?" Qin Batian smiled bitterly, staring at the golden figure above with fear.
He found that every time everyone thought that Zhuo Wen would fail and die, this kid would show his unique hole cards and save the day every time.
It's the same with Xu Tianliang, and it's the same with Zhu Chi now. At this moment, Qin Batian also felt a sense of awe at the figure like a little sun in the sky above him. He knew very well that if he Facing Zhuo Wen's words, it can only lead to defeat in the end.
"Zhu Chi, it's not up to you whether I'm qualified or not, it's up to your subordinates to see the real tricks! Come on! Let me see your strongest ability, otherwise, you will definitely lose."
At this moment, the endless spiritual power formed a huge spiritual storm around Zhuo Wen's body, and Zhuo Wen stood in the center of the spiritual storm, and the blazing golden glow illuminated the surrounding darkness, like a lighthouse in the dark night.
The powerful aura rushed over, unexpectedly causing Zhu Chi to retreat again and again, his face was extremely cold and ugly.
At this moment, Zhu Chi was undoubtedly shocked and inexplicable. He also didn't expect that Zhuowen actually hid such a powerful spiritual power. If Zhuowen was just a fourth-rank arcanist, he was really not afraid at all.
However, the Arcanist of the fourth rank is extremely strong and has already surpassed the middle stage of the fourth-round emperor realm. Facing this strong pressure, Zhu Chi's face is already filled with a strong and dignified expression.
"Do you mean to prepare to decide the outcome with one move? Hmph! Even if you have a fourth-grade Dacheng mental power, so what? I, Zhu Chi, may not be your opponent."
Zhu Chi's eyes flickered for a while, his face was full of murderous aura, he stepped on the sole of his foot, and the bloody long sword in his right hand was thrown out violently. Suddenly, a terrifying blood appeared around it, and the blood was as real as it was. It looked rather terrifying and hideous.
"Eat my move! This move is the highest code of our Yujianmen. If you can break my strongest move, then I have nothing to say if I lose. If you can't break it, then You can go to die."
With a low shout, the blood energy around Zhu Chi was extremely thick, and strong breath spread in the surroundings in a spiral shape. I saw Zhu Chi playing complicated sword tactics with both hands. Suddenly, the blood energy around him boiled crazily When he got up, there was actually a faint sign of cohesion.
"Blood Sword Code, the last move, the emperor is furious!"
A majestic and loud voice suddenly resounded in this piece of heaven and earth, and the void behind Zhu Chi suddenly burst, and a huge phantom that towered above the sky stepped out from the cracked void, and a fierce breath spread out. .
This phantom is wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a purple gold dragon suit, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, majestic and majestic. Around his body, there are faint auspicious clouds rising, dragon shadows radiating, jewels and jewels, wonderful, just like a majestic image of an emperor .
As soon as the emperor's phantom appeared, Zhu Chi looked up to the sky and screamed, the thick blood energy around him, which seemed to be real, actually condensed at this moment, turning into hundreds of huge strange blood swords, and there were even countless blood-colored dragon shadows around the blood swords. Looking at it, it looks heavy and vast.
hum!
As soon as the huge blood sword was formed, it was directly held by the emperor phantom. At this moment, the emperor's handsome face had a hint of ferocity, and there was a smear of terrifying anger in his eyes, as if his heart was filled with monstrous anger.
"When the emperor was angry, he lay down millions of corpses and bleed for thousands of miles."
The voice of the emperor's phantom, which is as vast as the sea, resounded continuously in this world, and then the phantom, which was like a mountain, stepped forward suddenly, the ground cracked, gravel rose up, and air waves filled the air. JrNovels.com
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