Strongest Martial God

Chapter 684 Strong Means

"Is it you who want to kill me to mend the sky?"

The person who came was Ye Zhong. At this moment, his indestructible golden body was moving, his whole body was golden, like a young god king. As the words fell, he slapped him.

"Snapped--"

With just one slap, Ye Zhong directly flung the head of Tianmen Lao Ba in his hand, leaving only a body in his hand, and then Ye Zhong flipped his hands, directly shaking it into a piece of minced meat and bones.

"Who are you!?" Tianmen Lao Ba was furious. He is the king of the fifth shrine, and he will not die so easily. At this moment, there is only one head left, but he is still furious. A big fear, who is this young man who suddenly appeared? Even if it was a sneak attack, how could he be abused like this?

Ye Chong remained silent, stepped forward, approached the place where the head of Tianmen Laoba was, and slapped him flying out again.

"Snapped--"

This time, the eldest son of Tianmen still couldn't react, his whole head was like a watermelon, and he was thrown violently by Ye Zhong's slap.

"Do you dare to come out to show off your power at the king level of the fifth shrine? Waste!" The indifferent tone came out in midair, and at this moment, all the powerful people in the world were awakened.

"Old eight!"

"puppy!"

In the distance, Dongfang Chengzhi from Tianmen screamed, he couldn't understand the scene in front of him at all, and was shocked and angry at the same time. It is a great insult for someone to directly shoot the strong man of Tianmen to death in front of him.

"Boom—"

The roar of the chariots sounded. These bronze chariots in Tianmen were originally ancient artifacts. At this moment, Dongfang Chengzhi urged one of them to sweep out a piece of light, sweeping towards Ye Zhong's place overwhelmingly.

"broken."

Ye Zhong spoke indifferently, without any intention of dodging. Instead, he stepped forward and walked directly in front of the chariot. Then he slapped a golden palm towards the front, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

"Crack——"

In the sky, the sound of cracking came out instantly, and it was only a split second before the huge bronze chariot made a hoarse cracking sound.

This move can be called covering the sky with one hand, and it is extremely terrifying.

Like an ancient savage dragon in the world, with a murderous aura, it was just an ordinary palm that lightly slapped the ancient chariot, directly causing this ancient war artifact to shatter quickly. It turned into monstrous rays of light and flew in all directions.

It's not that the ancient chariot is not strong, nor is this artifact too weak. It's just that Ye Zhong's palm is too terrifying. It's the embodiment of pushing the immortal golden body to the extreme. Even the emperor may not dare to accept this move with his body.

"Puchi—"

Dongfang Chengzhi of Tianmen vomited blood, and quickly backed away. At the same time, he clapped his hands and sacrificed a bone shield, which fluttered in the wind and turned into hundreds of feet in size, trying to block this fatal blow.

"Crack——"

There was still a huge cracking sound, Ye Zhong's palm pressed down, and cracks began to appear on the surface of the bone shield, which cracked in all directions and fell to the ground.

Dongfang Chengzhi's expression changed wildly, he couldn't believe how strong his bone shield was, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even resist the opponent's move.

"I do not believe!"

A shrill and hoarse roar came out, and Dongfang Chengzhi clapped his hands continuously, and he sacrificed artifacts one by one, such as bells, tripods, bells, towers, mirrors, swords, spears...

These things are thrown out as if they don't need money, and they fall forward. Every item used on weekdays is amazingly powerful, and it can easily crush everything into pieces.

But it was useless at the moment. Under the golden palm, these artifacts were like porcelain, collapsing at an unimaginable speed. The more Dongfang Chengzhi fought, the more frightened he became. He had long since lost his vigor just now, and he was like a bereaved dog. He wished to throw all these things out in exchange for his own life.

It's a pity that Ye Zhong still slapped it down with one palm. A simple slap can cover the sky. Just like that, any artifact will be directly crushed into powder. Ye Zhong came here with a murderous intent. , When he makes a move, he goes all out, there is no so-called temptation and humility at all, in one move, all his energy is contained, even if Di Chutian comes personally, most of them will retreat, let alone other people.

"Crack——"

The last artifact exploded, Dongfang Chengzhi roared up to the sky, and used his natal supernatural power, but it was useless. At this moment, his supernatural power had no chance to be activated in front of Ye Zhong's palm, but was directly crushed , and then the bones of his hands were broken inch by inch, and he looked embarrassed.

"Boom—"

Ye Zhong grabbed Dongfang Chengzhi's whole body in his palm. This is the law of heaven and earth. At this moment, Ye Zhong's palm was like a giant's hand. Just a simple movement made Dongfang Chengzhi feel like a giant. Chengzhi's bones were broken inch by inch, and traces of blood overflowed from Ye Zhong's palm.

"ah……"

A shrill scream came out, and in Ye Zhong's palm, Dongfang Chengzhi kept struggling, but it was useless, he could only make meaningless noises.

At this moment, everyone in the field was hairy all over, and everyone felt their scalps were cold.

The old eighth of Tianmen was so strong that his head was blown away. How invincible and lonely Dongfang Chengzhi of Tianmen was, but at this moment he was almost slapped to death.

"How can this be……"

Above the sky, the strong men of Tianmen were all terrified, but it was only for a moment, and they did not know how many people died. Moreover, the big figures in the two sects are nothing in their hands, and they have almost no strength to resist.

Down below, there were tears in the pupils of many Butian disciples, they were very excited. They thought they would die today, but unexpectedly, at the most critical moment, someone came out to resolve the crisis for them.

"He...he...he's not dead yet?"

On another ancient chariot, someone stared at Ye Zhong. Suddenly, his scalp became numb and his body was sweating. He obviously recognized Ye Zhong's identity. He wanted to slap himself to death at this moment. , to provoke this evil star.

This person survived the battle at Shenxu that day. In the battle of Shenxu that day, a large number of emperors and holy sons fell in front of Ye Zhong, and they died cleanly. Many people did not even leave the ashes of the catastrophe. After that battle, for a while, whenever they heard Ye Zhong's name, the majestic people would feel their scalps go numb.

If Ye Zhong hadn't shown up all this time, many people would have thought he was dead. I'm afraid that these things really won't happen at this moment.

"Really... it's really him!?" Those who participated in the battle of Shenxu felt that their heads and feet were so cold that their scalps were so cold that they could hardly speak.

"How is it possible? Isn't he already dead? How could he still be alive?" An emperor of Tianmen was stunned at the moment, he almost subconsciously took a few steps back, his face was full of shock.

"Quickly retreat! Everyone retreat, go back and tell the Holy Son, tell the world, Ye Chong is not dead! He is back!" The emperor of Tianmen at the highest point quickly ordered. Although he could clearly sense it at this moment, Ye Zhong's strength was only at the king level of the third shrine. But for this method, they really know too much. Not to mention, as long as he triggers the Heavenly Tribulation at this moment, how many people will come and die, even if it is an emperor or a strong man in the fifth palace king realm, he will be scum in front of him. It will be turned into ashes directly.

If Ye Zhong's current strength was at the king level of the fifth shrine, these people might not be afraid. But at this moment, half a year after he disappeared, his strength has not skyrocketed, and he is obviously on the verge of breaking through. If he doesn't run at this time, when will he run?

"Since you're here, don't leave." Ye Zhong sneered, and with a flick of his fingers, he saw the purple Shennong Ding and Benyue Sword flying out at the same time, floating above the fortress of Butian Sect. Sprinkle the sacred power of the ultimate way, and protect the disciples of Butian Sect.

At the same time, he took a step forward, and the aura in his body shot up into the sky in an instant, directly impacting the realm of the king of the fourth shrine.

"Boom—"

A huge roar came out, directly suppressing the voice of the emperor of that day. It was only a blink of an eye, and the overwhelming dark clouds emerged from the sky, and thousands of thunders fell from the sky at the same time, just like a thunder field. The world is average.

In the past six months, although Ye Zhong hadn't deliberately cultivated in the Shenxu, he had gained a lot of benefits when he stepped into the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest. He was always on the verge of promotion, but he kept suppressing it. I don't want to break through so quickly.

But at this moment, he erupted in an all-round way, with a strong impact, and instantly triggered a terrifying catastrophe.

As far as Lei Mang could see, the densely packed Tianmen strongmen in the sky were like dumplings falling from the sky.

Everyone was scorched black, and was quickly chopped off by Lei Mang, turning into ashes all over the place.

In just an instant, the whole world turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

"Boom—"

Dozens of ancient bronze chariots shattered one by one, and the bloody flags were turned into ashes in the sea of ​​thunder. Countless figures and densely packed strong men all turned into powder and ceased to exist.

This is the power of Heavenly Tribulation. Even a group of emperors were killed by Ye Zhong's trick that day, let alone these ordinary strong men of Tianmen at this moment? This city including the Butian Sect, if not for the Benyue Sword and the purple Shennong Cauldron, would have probably turned into powder at this moment.

In the distant sky, all the strong men retreated for hundreds of miles, each of them looked pale, and no one dared to approach.

They also didn't expect that Ye Zhong would be so careless as soon as he returned, directly destroying the enemy with a method so powerful that it was unimaginable.

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