(Three updates)
"Not good! He is the apostle of the Judgment Church, Chen Yu! He injured my grandfather a hundred years ago!"
Mo Hanxi exclaimed when he saw the figure in the sky.
“Apostles of the Tribunal?”
Ye Chen was also shocked. Seeing the fierce appearance of these people, he obviously had bad intentions.
Mo Hanxi said: "The core magical power of the Judgment Hall is called the Judgment Seventy-Two Heavenly Formation. You have also seen that the formation requires seventy-two people to perform. There are seventy-two apostles in the Holy Formation, all of which are the cores of the formation. Each of them is extremely powerful. Chen Yu is one of the seventy-two apostles, and his cultivation is about the sixth and seventh level of the Taizhen Realm."
Ye Chen said: "The sixth and seventh level of the Taizhen Realm are not too powerful."
Mo Hanxi said: "No, every apostle can borrow the magic weapon power of the Judgment Hall. His strength cannot be judged on the surface. His real combat power is even enough to cross a few more small realms! He can easily fight over the level!"
"What?"
Ye Chen was quite surprised. Looking at the phantom of the Holy Temple floating high in the sky, he felt an extremely huge pressure. The pressure was much greater than when he was facing Lynch.
The entire Feifeng Ancient City and the people of the Mo family in the city were shocked when they saw the sudden arrival of the Holy Temple apostles. They pulled out their weapons and sacrificed magic weapons to prepare to face the enemy.
Under the Fengqi treasure tree, many of the direct blood disciples of the Mo family were even more shocked and did not expect that the apostles of the Holy Temple would attack.
"Oh no, patriarch, the ruling church is coming! The visitor is Chen Yu, the apostle of the past!"
Someone reported to the patriarch Mo Yuanzhou, his voice full of anxiety.
Mo Yuanzhou had already heard the noise outside and walked out strode.
"Chen Yu! Why did you break the protective formation of my Mo family?"
Looking at the powerful figure holding a heavy sword in the sky, Mo Yuanzhou's expression suddenly changed.
The Mo family’s tribe’s land, Feifeng Ancient City, is protected by a large formation. If an enemy attacks, the formation will be launched immediately, making it difficult for the enemy to attack.
Even if you forcefully break the formation, you will have to pay a huge price.
"The Holy voluntarily used his natal essence and blood to silently dissolve your formation. If you are destroyed today, you will be considered dead."
"Mo Yuanzhou, hand over the Fengqi treasure tree and the Youhuangtian Sword. I will leave you a complete corpse!"
Chen Yu smiled coldly, swung the heavy sword and killed it in the air. The white holy light on the sword shone, faintly echoing the phantom of the Holy Palace in the sky.
This sword actually has the power of the Holy Hall!
"So it was the ruling leader who was willing to lose his life foundation and fought for both sides to suffer losses. Do you want my Mo family to be destroyed?"
Mo Yuanzhou's pupils shrank, and he must know that the Judgment Hall was the magic weapon of the former ancestor Wanxu. His divine power was really indescribable.
Facing the normal Chen Yu, he is not afraid, but facing Chen Yu, who is blessed by the power of the Judgment Church, he has no chance of winning!
This is the terrifying power of the magic weapon of the Wanxu Ancestor!
It can even be said that Chen Yu is his nemesis at this moment!
Seeing Chen Yu slashing down with a sword, Mo Yuanzhou felt endless pressure, but the life and death of the entire clan was determined by one shot, and he must not retreat.
"Thousand Ice-turned Sword, Kill!"
Mo Yuanzhou shouted loudly, drew out his long sword, jumped up, and rolled up the rolling frost and cold air with one sword. The cold air actually turned into a thousand ice swords and slashed towards Chen Yu.
"A little trick!"
Chen Yu looked at him disdainfully, and the heavy sword was still slashed like thunder. First, it was a bang, and then a loud bang. The thousand ice swords were broken by him in one fell swoop.
"What!"
Mo Yuanzhou was shocked when he saw Chen Yu's fierce appearance.
Ye Chen and Mo Hanxi in the distance were rushing to the battlefield.
When Ye Chen saw the Qianbing Sword of Mo Yuanzhou, he suddenly felt shocked and said, "Qianbing Sword, isn't this the magical power of Mo Ning'er, the Qianjue Xuannv in the Reincarnation Cemetery?"
Mo Ning'er is a powerful person in the cemetery of reincarnation. Ye Chen was taken care of by her in his early years. The Thousand Ice-turned Sword was Mo Ning'er's magical power!
"Have you ever had a character like Mo Ning'er in your Mo family?"
Ye Chen hurriedly asked Mo Hanxi about it.
Mo Hanxi said: "Mo Ning'er? Brother Ye, how did you know her? She is a genius that appeared tens of thousands of years ago in our Mo family. If he had practiced seriously in the Earth Center Realm, he could inherit the position of the patriarch within tens of thousands of years, but he didn't know why he suddenly disappeared later and where he went."
Ye Chen's pupils contracted. In this way, the Qianjue Xuannv Mo Ning'er is probably from the Mo family, a genius from the Tianjun family, and later left the Earth Center Realm.
In other words, the Earth Center Realm is Mo Ning'er's hometown, and the Mo family is her family!
The cause and effect in this is really mysterious.
"Thousand Ice Sword Formation!"
In the sky, Mo Yuanzhou was unwilling to fail and took action again. He gathered with ice swords and turned into a terrifying giant sword that was thousands of feet long, and rushed towards Chen Yu.
"I'm not giving up? I've been protected by the Heavenly Power of the Holy Temple and my strength is far better than before. How can you be my opponent?"
Chen Yu looked at the huge ice sword slashing, without any fear. His left fist suddenly swung out, and a holy light that was even more brilliant than the sun rushed out of his fist.
"The Holy Temple Beidou God Fist!"
With a loud shout, Chen Yu's holy fist was pounded out like a dragon, and the fist tip blew the air, and it made a sharp sound of sonic boom.
Bang!
With a punch, Mo Yuanzhou's ice sword was immediately blown up.
Even Chen Yu's fist still maintained his power, and his punch hit Mo Yuanzhou's chest like thunder.
Click!
Mo Yuanzhou's ribs burst on the spot, and blood was gushed out of his mouth. In the blood, there were even some internal organ fragments, he was seriously injured by a punch.
Bang!
His body was smashed to the ground like a cannonball.
"Class leader!"
The people of the Mo family around him suddenly burst into tears.
"father!"
Seeing this, Mo Hanxi was so scared that he was so scared.
"Hahaha, a group of ants, the Holy Lord asked me to test it. Who knew that your Mo family was so useless. I, an apostle, could kill all of you! Kill all the people and take away the Fengqi Treasure Tree!"
Chen Yu shouted, and hundreds of disciples wearing holy armor behind him shouted in unison, descending to the Mo family like a god descending to earth.
Mo Yuanzhou was seriously injured and dying, and the Taoist heart of the Mo family almost collapsed. Seeing the disciples of the Holy Temple coming, their momentum was lost first, and they could only defend and resist in a mess.
Ye Chen looked at the melee situation and his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and his heart was filled with rage.
"Unforgivable!"
Ye Chen stared at Chen Yu in the sky, his eyes exploded with murderous intent, his feet stepped on the ground, and his body soared into the sky.
The Mo family is Mo Ning'er's family. Ye Chen failed to rescue Mo Ning'er, which led to the other party being imprisoned by Xuan Jiyue. He felt extremely guilty. Now that he saw that the Mo family was killed, he naturally could not sit idly by.
"Hongmeng Starry Sky, open!"
Ye Chen shouted loudly, the Hongmeng starry sky opened directly, and wisps of Hongmeng auspicious aura appeared in the sky, and the bright stars were shining.
Chapter completed!