Nine Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters God King 90% Combat Power

"Ye Chen, is it your Tianzhao Kuai or my Flying Thunder God Kuai."

With the sound of silence resounding through the heaven and earth, everyone watching the battle was stunned for a moment, and their minds were in a trance for a moment, because Ye Chen and the Holy Son of God were still standing in the empty sky where they were, and they never moved at all.

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

"That's the battle with the mind." Someone with a high level of cultivation said leisurely, "What surprised me is that the battle of their minds can even let me see, the cultivation level of the two is far beyond I'll wait to see."

"Both of them are testing, but in the previous battle of minds, Ye Chen seems to be at a disadvantage." Someone pondered, "The front and the back are all lore, and he probably can't escape."

"You too underestimate the Holy Master of Heaven."

"The warm-up is over." In the voice of the discussion, the Holy Son of God smiled faintly, with a pair of dead eyes flashing a gloomy light.

"It's too much." Ye Chen said lightly, and shrank an inch in one step and instantly killed him in front of the Holy Son of God. When he raised his hand, it was a big seal. .

The Holy Son of God was full of drama, and he disappeared in an instant and reappeared. It was also behind Ye Chen, and his shot was a lore sword.

Ye Chen looked calm, moved out one step, turned his hand and slapped him behind him. Although he didn't hit the Holy Son of God, he forced the Holy Son of God out, but disappeared in an instant.

"Walking like a shadow." Da Chu Huangyan, who was standing in the virtual sky, groaned, "If you try hard, Ye Chen is a little weaker."

"But if you fight for strength, the pilgrimage to the Holy Son is far behind." Long Teng said leisurely, "This is the drawback of the killer. Once caught, one blow is enough to seriously injure him, and even kill him on the spot."

"Have you ever discovered that the Son of God is very similar to Shen Xuanfeng."

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

"It's not that kind of image." Zhou Tianyi pondered, "I have a strange feeling that the images of the Son of God and the King of God, Shen Xuanfeng, are somewhat beyond the boundaries of the eyes."

boom!

While several people were talking secretly, the entire sky collapsed, turning into a chaotic place like a space crack.

Goodbye Ye Chen, he is already standing in the virtual sky, motionless like a statue.

Between heaven and earth, the figure of the Son of God was nowhere to be seen. Except for a few people present, no one could capture his figure.

Does the same thing change?

In the crowd, Taixu Gulong glanced at the Son of God, who was constantly changing his position, and his eyes fell on Ye Chen.

Zheng!

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

Ye Chen turned slightly to the side, and narrowly escaped the lore of the sword.

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

This kind of secret technique of the Holy Son of God makes many people with high cultivation bases feel cold in the back, and the killer is the most troublesome, and the killer with the back like the Holy Son of God is even more difficult to guard against. The body technique of Tongtian is not something they can resist.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

"Holy Lord of Heaven, is it worth standing in place to defend?" Someone sighed.

"The lore secret technique that goes hand in hand, Ye Chen responds to all changes without changing."

"Today's Great Chu,

This generation of people can force him to be so defensive, that God's pilgrimage son is enough to look down on the heroes. "

"Ye Chen, this is not your style." Between heaven and earth, the faint laughter of the Holy Son of God rang out again. The voice was ethereal, suddenly east, west, south and north, making people unable to find its source.

"I want to see how long you can be active as a clown jumping on the beam." Ye Chen's voice was still flat.

"If you want to die so much, you will be fulfilled." The Holy Son of God gave a faint smile.

Zheng!

Before the words were finished, the sound of the sword chirping had already sounded, and a pitch-black killing sword appeared without warning, approaching Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Ye Chen stood in the virtual sky, like a monument, standing still.

Zheng!

The sound of the pitch-black killing sword was even louder, and the tip of the sword was surrounded by a faint glow.

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

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

Isn't Ye Chen hiding?

Seeing that Ye Chen couldn't dodge or dodge, the spectators were shocked.

Zheng!

Everything was between lightning and flint, and with a sword of the pilgrim holy son, he stabbed Ye Chen in the eyebrows impartially.

However, what shocked everyone was that the domineering lore sword of the Holy Son of God failed to break Ye Chen's defense. The tip of the sword only penetrated more than half an inch into Ye Chen's eyebrows, but could not pierce any further.

hiss....!

At this scene, the spectators who watched the battle gasped.

At this moment, they really understood that Ye Chen couldn't dodge if he didn't dodge. This was because they knew that the Holy Son of God couldn't break his defense!

The most shocking was the Holy Son of God. His eyes were full of shock. He never thought that his lore sword would be so vulnerable in Ye Chen's eyes that even his defense had not been broken.

"If you don't take advantage of the power of Shenxuanfeng's deity, you are far behind." Ye Chen opened his mouth, staring at the dark shadow formed by the holy son of the gods, and more accurately staring at the dead eyes of the holy son of the gods.

Hearing this, the eyes of the Holy Son of God squinted sharply.

Ye Chen's words were full of too many deep meanings, and a sentence of Shen Xuanfeng's deity revealed too many secrets.

"He knew that I was the Taoist body of the King of God?" The Holy Son of God frowned, which he did not expect.

Indeed, when he went to Nanchu to declare war on Ye Chen, he had 90% of Shen Xuanfeng's combat power.

And this time, until this time, he has not borrowed the power of this deity, otherwise the previous sword would be enough to pierce Ye Chen's head.

boom!

Everything was still between the electric light and flint, and the virtual sky with a radius of thousands of meters collapsed.

The chaotic world of Ye Chen's foreign Daoist law was shocked, crushed the virtual sky, and forced out the pilgrimage son again.

boom! boom! boom!

The Holy Son of God was shaken back, and every time he took a step back, the sky would roar when he stepped on it.

At this time, his body was no longer like a black shadow, but a figure, covered in black robes, wearing a dark mask, surrounded by black air, in every ray of black air, the flesh lingered like a hidden Lightning now.

"If you want to see my Amaterasu, you can't have enough combat power." Ye Chen walked step by step, looking at the Holy Son of God without squinting.

"Ye Chen, you are very strong." The Son of God sneered.

"Why, can't you use the Flying Thunder God Technique without borrowing his strength?" Ye Chen took his steps unhurriedly, his expression was silent, and more precisely, he ignored the Holy Son of God. This is his powerful confidence.

"You surprised me." The Holy Son of God's eyes narrowed almost into a line, and it was already certain that Ye Chen knew his secret. Genius one second to remember 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

Suddenly, a sturdy Wumang shot up from his heavenly cover, knocking the ethereal sky out of a big hole.

boom! Boom! Boom!

Dongling Cangyuan was in turmoil, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder, and an unparalleled coercion that made the world tremble broke out from the divine son, and the whole body was connected by thunder runes. The murderous aura that shakes the past and the present is displayed in such a form.

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

This aura... Shen Xuan Feng!

The descendants of the kings and emperors of the dynasties, the eyes flashed sharp divine light at the same time, as if seeing through something.

"So it is." Demon King Kui Yujiang stared at the Son of God, "Transferring power to each other, he is a Taoist body."

"What a god Xuanfeng, even I have been deceived." The demon king said coldly.

"It really surprised me." Da Chu Huangyan took a deep breath.

"Who would have thought that the Killer God's Holy Son is the body of the God King Shen Xuanfeng." Long Teng sighed.

"Okay... such a powerful murderous aura." The spectators from all directions were pale, their legs were shaking, and they retreated subconsciously. Even though they were far away, they were still breathless by the murderous aura.

"Ninety percent of the combat power of the God King." Ye Chen, who was walking on the sky, stopped slightly, and stopped at a distance of 300 meters from the Holy Son of God. This distance is the limit distance of Fei Lei Shen, which is also Amaterasu. limit distance.

"Is my current combat power feasible?" God pilgrims stepped out of the holy son and disappeared silently.