Chapter 1327: Well Deserved

boom!

Fist and palm collided, and Tianlu trembled violently.

It's a pity that the two of them had a supernatural blow, but the ending was surprising. Ziyang, who was at the peak of the imperial realm, was kicked back by Ye Chen's punch. When he stopped, another mouthful of blood spewed out.

Everyone in the audience was shocked. Ye Chen's domineering combat power far exceeded their expectations. You must know that there is a difference of eight small realms between him and Ziyang!

I do not believe!

Ziyang's eyes were blood red and his face was ferocious. He unleashed a killing sword and cut out a galaxy with one sword.

Then hit your letter!

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and there was an extra sword in his hand, and he slashed towards Ziyang.

The battle started in an instant, shaking the heavenly road to rumble and turmoil.

The scene of the battle between the two is very grand, the cloud platform at the end of the sky road has turned into a chaotic place, with the air of death flying, each strand is extremely heavy, and the crushed void trembles.

Everyone raised their heads and looked up at the cloud platform with shining eyes.

At this moment, who would pay attention to Zili and Zitian who are still on the road to heaven.

Besides, the two of them had already stepped onto the ladder on the nine hundred and ninetieth floor, and stopped in a tacit understanding.

The two looked up at the battle above, and they all sneered, with the same calculation in their hearts, that is to let Ye Chen and Ziyang fight each other and then run up to clean up the mess.

Of course, the calculations of the two of them were wrong, because Ziyang was defeated after only ten moves in the battle, and flew out from the cloud platform, drawing a beautiful arc in the vast void.

The whole audience became deathly silent because of Ziyang's defeat.

Who is Zi Yang? He is the most powerful disciple of the Great Luo Sword Sect.

In the past, when he competed with God Son Da Luo, he only lost one move. Now, in the hands of a first-level emperor, he has not survived even ten moves. The speed of his defeat is too fast for people to react.

It's just that they don't know Ye Chen's combat power.

Previously, God Son Da Luo, who had not crossed the Heavenly Tribulation and was only at the first level of the Emperor Realm, was defeated miserably.

Now, having survived the catastrophe and broke through two small realms in a row, his combat power has long since changed. If he hadn't released the water quietly, Ziyang would never have lasted five rounds in his hands.

"This...is this defeated?" The long silence was broken by someone's words.

"Ten moves! Brother Ziyang, who is at the peak of the imperial realm, has not even survived ten moves."

"Then Li Kang is really against the sky!"

"Such combat power is no longer inferior to being a teacher." Master Zizhu felt dry mouthed and dizzy again. The combat power displayed by Ye Chen far broke the bottom line of his shock. As Master Li Kang, he, It never occurred to him that there would be such a disciple who hangs on the sky.

"You don't seem very shocked." Ling Xuan glanced at Nie Feng beside her.

"His record has long been a myth." Nie Feng smiled slightly, and Ling Xuan was taken aback by what he said. What Nie Feng said was the truth, let me ask who has slaughtered the Great Emperor in all the heavens and myriad domains.

"Unexpected, it really surprised me." The eighteen saints of Da Luo Jianzong took a deep breath one after another, their old eyes were full of shock, "His record is far better than that of the old Da Luo God."

"The Great Luo Sword Sect is really a talented person." The master of the Great Luo Sword Sect stroked his beard, and it can be said that he smiled happily. After losing a Da Luo God Son, he produced a more domineering one.

Under the eyes of everyone, Ye Chen sat down again at the end of the road.

After taking out the jug and taking a sip, Ye Chen looked at Zitian and Zili who were still on the 990th floor of Tianlu with great interest.

"Senior brothers, have you rested enough?"

Hearing this, Zili and Zitian's faces immediately turned gloomy and cold. Is this naked ignorance?

The two of them snorted coldly, gathered their energy and blood, and rushed up to the cloud platform at the end of the sky road in one breath.

kill!

Ascending to the Yuntai, the two directly sacrificed their killing swords, destroying the dead with one sword, cutting the sky and destroying the earth with one sword.

Ye Chen sneered, stood up and fought again.

Now, the Tianlu, which had been silent for a short time, was once again rumbled and turbulent.

Even if it is a one-vs-two, Ye Chen is still extremely sturdy, and there are endless secret techniques, all of which are the swordsmanship of Da Luo Jianzong. Many secret techniques have been copied by him, and the swordsmanship is incomparably powerful in his hands.

The expressions of all the people in the audience changed again.

Although Zili and Zitian are weaker than Ziyang, they are two against one at the moment! But they still lost to Ye Chen, and they were beaten so hard that they couldn't lift their heads, which broke their bottom line of shock once again.

Blood stained the heavenly road.

At some point, I saw two bloody figures falling down the platform, they were Zili and Zitian.

At the end of the celestial road, there is only that tall and straight figure left, like a round of scorching sun, people dare not look directly at it.

He won, one of the four most stunning disciples of Daluo Sword Sect was beheaded by him, and three were defeated by him. Whether it was stepping on the sky road or the cloud platform duel, he was a well-deserved son of God.

good!

The shouts were like the tide of the sea, one wave was higher than the other, there was no need to choose again, Ye Chen deserved to be the Son of God, but I don't know if he would vomit blood on the spot when he found out Ye Chen's true identity.

ah....!

Unwilling roars and growls sounded from the three directions, they were Ziyang, Zili and Zitian, especially Ziyang, who had lost in the previous battle for supremacy, and this time he lost again, more thoroughly.

The road to heaven dissipated, and Ye Chen descended from the sky amidst the sound of shouts, it's okay to pretend.

"Li Kang, step forward to receive the order." The Holy Master of the Daluo Sword Sect stood up, and his ethereal words resounded throughout the entire Fengzen Land, carrying the majesty of the Holy Master, making the audience instantly quiet and solemn.

Ye Chen brushed his hair very coolly, and he didn't forget to straighten his clothes, and stepped up the stone steps step by step.

The Holy Master of the Great Luo Sword Sect has already taken out a sword order, and a Qiankun bag, which contains ten million source stones, as well as many secret scrolls, magical powers, elixirs, and immortal herbs.

"Thank you, Holy Master." Ye Chen would not be polite, so don't reject it in vain, but he was very surprised by the token of the Son of God, which was actually made of special fairy gold, and the Chaos Divine Cauldron should like it very much.

"Would you like to take this token and wander around the Big Dipper Starfield?" Ye Chen thought in his mind. With his status as God Son of Da Luo, he can find a lot of good things when he walks around.

"Li Kang stays, and everyone else goes back." The words of the Holy Master of the Great Luo Sword Sect were still vague.

Hearing that, all the peaks took their disciples out of the Fengchan place one after another, and before leaving, they would look at Ye Chen in amazement. This may be the most wonderful Fengchan ceremony they have ever seen.

It is worth mentioning that when Zizhu Daoist and people from Zizhu Peak left, their backs were so straight that Zizhu Peak had a god son, and in the future it will be the Holy Master, and Zizhu Peak will also rise with the tide.

The elders and disciples withdrew, and only Ye Chen and the eighteen saints including the Lord of the Daluo Sword Sect remained in the place of Zen.

Ye Chen still stood where he was, acting respectfully.

The Holy Master of the Great Luo Sword Sect and the others stared at each other with narrowed eyes, while Ye Chen seemed to be looking for something.

Ye Chen was stared at unnaturally, thanks to Zhou Tian's evolution to cover up the opportunity, otherwise he would probably be seen through at a glance, then it would be very lively, and the eighteen saints would probably vomit blood.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

"This deity is very surprised. Why do you have such a tyrannical combat power at the first level of the imperial realm?" The Lord of the Great Luo Sword Sect spoke first, and looked at Ye Chen with deep eyes.

"When I went out to practice, I happened to meet an old man who taught me the secret technique." Ye Chen made a random reason.

"senior?"

"Senior at the level of a holy king." Ye Chen said immediately.

"Holy King." A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the eighteen saints. What a tyrannical existence the Holy King is. Rao Da Luo Sword Sect only has one Holy King. He didn't know that Ye Chen had such good fortune.

"No wonder." The eighteen saints murmured in their hearts, and did not doubt what Ye Chen said.

"Holy Master, I heard that the person who is enshrined as the Son of God can feel the sword spirit of the Sword God." Ye Chen rubbed his hands together and grinned, "But I don't know when I will be able to feel the sword spirit of the Sword God."

"Leaving you here is to let you realize the sword spirit of the sword god." A saint laughed.

"It's a good feeling."

"Let's get started!" The eighteen saints raised their heads one after another, and pinched the same seal formula in no particular order.

As the seals of the crowd froze, the place of meditation hummed and trembled, there was an inexplicable celestial light flying, and a door of light suddenly appeared, which was as tall as a hundred feet, which can be described as magnificent.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and instantly saw through the clues of Guangmen.

The gate of light is a passage, and this passage can only be opened if the eighteen saints are present at the same time, so it is no wonder that he could not find it before.

As for the Sword God and Sword Intent, Da Luo Jianzong still values ​​it very much, and hides it very secretly, for fear of being peeped by the outside world. For this reason, he did not hesitate to use the eighteen saint seals to ban it, which is extremely cautious.

"Go!" A saint smiled slightly.

"You only have three days," said the Lord of the Great Luo Sword Sect.

"Thank you, Holy Master." Ye Chen took a deep breath and stepped into the huge light gate.

After Ye Chen stepped in, the light gate disappeared, and there was no breath left.

Seeing the direction where Ye Chen was leaving, the Holy Master of the Great Luo Sword Sect and the seventeen saints stroked their beards one after another, and there was a deep light in their eyes from time to time, mainly because Ye Chen was too amazing.

Here, Ye Chen has already stepped out from the light gate on the other side.

At this moment, in front of his eyes is a world, this world is not big, and its radius is only one hundred thousand feet, there is a huge rock wall, the rock wall is extremely brilliance, shining with this faintly visible divine splendor.

Ye Chen walked in, stood in front of the rock wall, and saw a sword mark printed on the rock wall at a glance.

Zheng! Zheng! starter

Vaguely, Ye Chen could still hear the clanging of the divine sword, which was very ear-piercing. There was a simple sword mark, but it was branded with endless sword intent. It was a kind of way, the way of the sword gods of the heavens.

Sword God Sword Intent!

Ye Chen raised his palm subconsciously, and gently touched the sword mark.

This touch was incredible, his heart trembled, and he was instantly drawn into a mysterious artistic conception.

Appearing again, it is a vast starry sky.

Big Dipper Star Field!

Ye Chen glanced around, and instantly recognized that this is the star field.

He saw an illusory figure, with white clothes and white hair, like a dream, his face was still unclear, exactly the same as the illusory figure he saw in the depths of the Great Luo Sword Sect that night.

That illusory white-clothed white-haired figure, needless to say, is the body of the sword spirit of the sword gods of the heavens.

The body of sword intent stood in the starry sky, with his hands on his waist, his head slightly raised, quietly looking at the ethereal emptiness, his white hair fluttering without wind, he was like a frail scholar, without the slightest hostility, without the slightest murderous intent, Everything seemed so ordinary, without the slightest majesty of the Sword God.

"Jian Feidao, you still remember Donghuang Taixin." Ye Chen spoke with an extremely hoarse voice.