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Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters God King Jiucheng combat power

"Ye Chen, is it your Amaterasu fast, or my Flying Thunder God fast."

As the silent sound echoed through the world, everyone watching the battle was stunned for a moment, and their minds were dazed for a moment, because Ye Chen and the Divine Pilgrim Son were still standing in the Xutian where they were, and had never moved at all.

"What... what happened before?" Someone was stunned.

"That's fighting with thoughts." A person with advanced cultivation said slowly, "What surprised me was that their battle of thoughts could actually allow me to see that their cultivation of thoughts was far beyond our expectations."

"The two are tempting, but in the previous battle of thoughts, Ye Chen seemed to be at a disadvantage." Someone pondered, "There are both the killings in front and the back, and he probably can't escape."

"You underestimate the Holy Lord of Heaven too much."

"The warm-up is over." As the conversation was made, the God's Pilgrimage Son smiled faintly, and his silent eyes shone with gloomy light.

"This is a big move." Ye Chen said lightly, and he shrank into an inch in an instant and rushed to the front of the Divine Pilgrimage Son. He raised his hand and saw a big seal. The big seal was as heavy as a mountain, and it actually fell down, and it collapsed the empty sky.

The Divine Pilgrim's eyes were full of pranks, and it also disappeared in an instant and appeared again, behind Ye Chen, and the sword was killed.

Ye Chen looked calm and moved out in one step, slapped behind him with a palm. Although he did not hit the God's Pilgrimage Son, he forced the God's Pilgrimage Son out, but he disappeared in an instant.

"Like a shadow," Emperor Yan of the Great Chu who stood in Xutian pondered, "If you try your best, Ye Chen will be weaker."

"But if you fight for strength, the God's Pilgrimage Son is far from that." Long Teng said leisurely, "This is the disadvantage of the killer. If you are caught once, a blow is enough to cause him to severely damage, and you may even be killed on the spot."

"Have you ever discovered that the Son of God's Pilgrimage is very similar to the Son of God Xuanfeng?"

"Since you are a father and son, there will naturally be many similarities." Xiao Chen said lightly.

"It's not that kind of image." Zhou Tianyi pondered, "I have a strange feeling, that is, the statue of the Divine Pilgrimage Son and the Divine King Shen Xuanfeng is somewhat beyond the boundaries in the dark eyes."

boom!

While the few people were talking secretly, the entire Xutian collapsed and turned into a chaotic place like a crack in the space.

Goodbye Ye Chen, he was already standing in Xutian, as if he was still moving like a statue.

Between heaven and earth, the figure of the Son of God was gone, and no one except a few people present could capture his figure.

Will you keep changing?

In the crowd, the ancient dragon of Taixu glanced at the divine sage who was constantly changing directions, and his eyes fell on Ye Chen.

Zheng!

As soon as his words fell, the Divine Pilgrimage Son killed Ye Chen like a ghost and slashed at Ye Chen's head with a sword.

Ye Chen turned sideways slightly and avoided the sword's ultimate kill.

The Son of God disappeared again, like a ghost, and every time he disappeared, it was difficult to find his trace.

The secret technique of the God Pilgrim Son made many people with advanced cultivation feel cold on their backs. The killers are the most troublesome. The killers like the God Pilgrim Son are even more unpredictable. The Tongtian body technique alone is not something they can resist.

"Is the Holy Lord of Heavenly Court worthy of standing on the spot to defend?" Someone was already sighing and stuttering.

"Ye Chen responds to all changes with the secret technique of killing like a shadow."

"Today's Great Chu, this generation of people can force him to defend so much, the Son of God's Pilgrimage is enough to look down on the heroes."

"Ye Chen, this is not your style." The faint laughter of the Son of God's Pilgrimage sounded again between heaven and earth. The sound was ethereal, sometimes east and west, sometimes south and sometimes north, making people unable to find its source.

"I want to see how long you, the jumping clown, can be active for." Ye Chen's voice was still dull.

"I want to die so much, I will fulfill you." The God's Pilgrimage Son laughed.

Zheng!

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the sword sounded, and a pitch-black killing sword appeared without warning, heading towards Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Ye Chen stood in the sky, like a monument, towering and unmoving.

Zheng!

The black killing sword sounded even better, and there was a faint light surrounding the tip of the sword.

Three zhang, two zhang, one zhang, nine zhang, six zhang......

Under the attention of everyone, the sword of the Divine Pilgrimage Son was infinitely close to Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Don’t Ye Chen hide?

Seeing that Ye Chen did not avoid or dodge, the spectators were immediately frightened.

Zheng!

Everything was in the midst of lightning, and the Divine Pilgrimage Son stabbed Ye Chen's eyebrows with a sword.

However, what shocked everyone was that the domineering sword of the Divine Pilgrim Son could not break Ye Chen's defense. The tip of the sword only stabbed into Ye Chen's eyebrows for more than half an inch, but could not stab into another point.

hiss....!

This scene made the viewer gasp in the air.

At this moment, they truly understood that Ye Chen would not dodge or dodge. This was the fact that he had known that the God-Pilgrimage Son could not break his defense!

The most shocking thing was the Son of the Divine Pilgrimage, his eyes were full of shock. He never thought that his ultimate sword would be so vulnerable in Ye Chen's eyes that he had not even broken his defense.

"You are far from being able to rely on the power of Shen Xuanfeng." Ye Chen spoke, staring at the black shadow formed by the God's Pilgrimage Son, and more accurately staring at the deadly eyes of the God's Pilgrimage Son.

Hearing this, the eyes of the God-Pilgrimage Son suddenly narrowed.

Ye Chen's words were full of too many profound meanings, and the sentence Shen Xuanfeng revealed too many secrets.

"He had known that I was the body of the God King?" The God's Pilgrimage frowned, which he had never expected.

Indeed, when he went to Nanchu to declare war on Ye Chen that time, he was carrying 90% of the combat power of Shen Xuanfeng.

And this time, until now, he had not yet used the power of his deity, otherwise the previous sword would be enough to penetrate Ye Chen's head.

boom!

Everything was still in the midst of lightning, and the Xutian, which was a thousand feet wide, collapsed.

Ye Chen's chaotic world of the heretic Dharma image appeared in a shocking way, crushing Xu Tian, ​​and once again forced out the Son of the Divine Pilgrimage.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Son of God's Pilgrimage was shocked and every time he took a step back, he would roar in the void.

At this time, his body was no longer like a black shadow, but a figure, covered in a black robe, a pitch-black mask, and black air was lingering in every black air. In each ray of black air, the flesh lingered in the lightning that seemed to appear and appeared.

"I want to see my Amaterasu, your combat power is not good." Ye Chen walked step by step, looking at the God's Pilgrimage Son without squinting.

"Ye Chen, you are very strong." The God's Pilgrim Son sneered.

"Why, can't I use his power to make the Flying Thunder God Art?" Ye Chen took his steps slowly, his expression silent, and more accurately, he ignored the Son of God's Pilgrimage. This is his strong confidence.

"You surprised me." The Divine Pilgrim's eyes almost narrowed into a line, and it was confirmed that Ye Chen knew his secret.

Suddenly, a thick black light shot out from the sky and knocked out a big hole in the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Cangyuan of Dongling was in turmoil, with dark clouds in the sky, lightning and thunder, and a world-class pressure that made the heaven and earth tremble burst out from the body of the God-Pilgrimage Son. The whole body was connected by the Taoist rules, which were a murderous aura that shook the past and the present, and was displayed in this form.

In an instant, ice formed between heaven and earth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the flowing air froze into ice residue.

This aura...Shen Xuanfeng!

The kings and descendants of the emperors of the ages flashed sharp divine light at the same time, as if they had seen through something.

"So that's it." The devil king Kui Yujiang stared at the divine sage son, "He passed on the power to each other, he was a Taoist body."

"What a Shen Xuanfeng, I even deceived me." The Demon King said coldly.

"It really surprised me." Emperor Yan of Chu took a deep breath.

"Who would have thought that the Son of the Killer God was the body of the God King Shen Xuanfeng?" Long Teng sighed.

"What a powerful murderous aura." The spectators from all sides looked pale, their legs were shaking, and they subconsciously retreated. Even though the distance was very far, they were still breathless by the murderous aura.

"Ninety percent of the combat power of the God King." Ye Chen, who was walking in the sky, stopped slightly and stopped three hundred feet away from the God's Pilgrimage Son. This distance is the limit distance of the Flying Thunder God, and it is also the limit distance of Amaterasu.
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