Chapter 933 Do You Dare to Take My Sword?

Tang Chen, who entered the Ancestral Immortal Realm, was so powerful.

He completely suppressed Ye Aotian and beat him up, causing the latter's ancient holy body to show signs of collapse.

This scene was absolutely unbelievable and unimaginable to countless people.

Before the old feud war on the Qinglian Platform began, most of the strong chose the Ye family.

Because the Jin family had been entangled by the curse for so many years, it was impossible to reverse it in such a short time.

But the facts proved that the Jin family, without the entanglement of the curse, could really compete with the Ye family.

Coupled with the unpredictable additional factor of Tang Chen, it would lead to the complete defeat of the Ye family.

Ye Aotian had maintained an extremely calm and rational demeanor from beginning to end, but now it was completely gone.

This was the first time he showed a furious look, and there were faint traces on the surface of his body.

These traces were more like tattoos, a manifestation of combat power that only appeared when he was angry.

Tang Chen frowned slightly. This guy was hiding his weakness, or it could be said that this was a way of suppressing himself so as not to expose his fighting power too much.

Boom!

Ye Aotian's spirit and energy surged, his eyes were like rainbows, shining brightly, ancient tattoos appeared on his body, and his fighting power soared.

He shouted: "Tang Chen, you want to defeat me, it's impossible!"

The tattoos on his body shone with golden light, and his big hands lifted up the sky, evolving into a golden giant hand that spanned the sky.

That was the blood of a certain ancient saint of the Ye family, carved into a pattern on his body, which could burst out divine power at the most critical moment.

Wild blood battle pattern!

The golden giant hand was majestic and boundless, almost occupying the sky above the Qinglian Spiritual Land, shining with divine light, and was covered with mysterious runes on all sides as it moved forward.

This blow, even some strong men who had entered the Zuxian Realm for many years changed color slightly, it was too strong.

"Nine Elephants Ancestral Art!"

Tang Chen took a deep breath, his pupils were like stars, bright and dazzling, containing the arrogance and divine power that could rival the world, and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, when the ancestral art was used, the immortal energy and power of the ancestral body in the Xuanxian God Realm were different from before.

Only in the Ancestral Immortal Realm can the ancestral art be brought to its peak.

Even if this ancestral art does not belong to Tang Chen, it still has unique combat power and might.

Nine elephants were born, like gods, and the elephants' feet suppressed the eight directions, like guardian gods to stabilize the restless and trembling space.

Roar!

The elephants' roar shook the sky, and every time they swept into Tang Chen's body, the entire void was like folded and wrinkled silk, which was enough to show how strong the power was.

"Ancestor Hand!"

Ye Aotian's body and face were covered with golden lines, his eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice.

His body shook, and he controlled the golden giant hand to slap down, as if a world collapsed, and the ground of the entire Qinglian Spiritual Land was constantly sinking.

Tang Chen's spirit and spirit merged, as if every bone and every inch of muscle was hiding countless gods.

His momentum seemed to swallow up the world, and his fists were like stars.

Rumble...

When the fist and the giant hand came into contact, the space was shaking violently in an instant, the runes were annihilated, and the Tao was broken.

The bright light dissipated in all directions like mist, and everything that was contaminated by the light mist turned into dust.

Finally, a thunder-like explosion broke, and Tang Chen and Ye Aotian were blown away.

Cracks appeared on Ye Aotian's body, and golden blood flowed. He could vaguely see the armor of the Zuxian Realm guarding him.

Tang Chen still maintained an invincible posture, without any injuries.

Shi Potian weakened most of his power and then dissolved it.

Gulu!

Many people couldn't help swallowing their saliva when they saw this scene. The ancient saint body Ye Aotian would lose so miserably.

Until this moment, the Ye family had an inexplicable sense of crisis, as if if the battle continued, Ye Aotian would definitely be killed by Tang Chen.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you still become the first saint body? Have you ever thought about what my strongest way is?"

Tang Chen looked directly at Ye Aotian and began to be sarcastic.

Everyone was stunned, and then some of them thought about it carefully.

Because Tang Chen was famous for his unparalleled swordsmanship, but he had only used the sword formula once in the battle so far.

If you really want to say that, Tang Chen almost unilaterally crushed Ye Aotian and didn't even bother to use the swordsmanship.

Ye Aotian felt that Tang Chen was humiliating him. He should have understood that this was a provocation, but he couldn't help but get angry.

Anyone with a bit of courage would be angry if they were despised and ridiculed like this.

Unless they were shameless people.

Clang!

With a sound of sword ringing, Tang Chen held the Tai'a sword in his hand, slowly pulled it out, and said calmly: "You, dare to take my sword?"

"What about the sword? The ten thousand ways of heaven and earth are not the ultimate skills you can master!" Ye Aotian said in a low voice with a gloomy look.

He has developed his physical body to the extreme, that is, a physical cultivator, which is also a difficult but extremely domineering road.

Every inch of skin is shining like crystal jade, the roots and bones are ringing like thunder, and the golden blood is surging out of Ye Aotian's body like a sea of ​​clouds.

After seeing the divine power of the ancient holy body, it is impossible for everyone not to envy it.

His dantian rushed out of the Yin-Yang life and death diagram, the fairy king came to the nine heavens, the stars shone in the blue sky, and other visions, all blended together.

The visions were chaotic, and the terrifying and heavy power frightened everyone present.

"Kill!" Ye Aotian roared with a frown on his face.

The chaotic light derived from the vision was hazy and dim, and contained extremely terrifying divine power, which gushed out towards Tang Chen.

Tang Chen raised the Tai'a sword in his hand and said majestically: "Chaos Disaster Sword Art."

His voice was like the words of a god, echoing in every corner of the Qinglian Spiritual Land.

The divine sword fell, chaos was born, and the sword energy became a disaster, surging in the nine heavens and ten earths, filling the entire sky.

It was also chaos, but Tang Chen's was more from the inside out, and it was natural.

The sword cut the immortal king, and the qi destroyed the yin and yang diagram. The catastrophic sword energy broke through the chaotic vision!

Puff!

Ye Aotian was defeated in one move, and golden blood spurted out of his mouth, dyeing the void particularly gorgeous and sad.

But his face was full of ferocity and his eyes shot out fierceness. He stepped on the sword at a great speed and killed Tang Chen with the sword energy.

But Tang Chen's hand wearing the Infinity Glove shone with purple divine light, and in full view of the crowd, he slapped Ye Aotian to the ground with a slap.

Bang!

Ye Aotian fell to the ground like a fly, his internal organs were damaged, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. At such a close distance, Tang Chen was even more invincible.

He sneered: "I didn't expect that you, a waste, would lose to me!"

Under the gaze of countless people, Tang Chen really dared to swing his sword at Ye Aotian's head, and the latter roared.

Crack!

At this moment, the sky above the Qinglian Spiritual Land actually showed signs of void shattering.

A broken giant gourd crossed the sky, and it was unknown where it came from.

But when the Jin family, the Ye family and the strong men present saw the mark on the gourd, they all changed color suddenly.

"Seniors, the foreign strange tribe attacked the Blue Netherland Gate, and countless people were killed and injured. They want to break through the gate and kill!"

The shrill screams set off a cold and sad wind, extinguishing everyone's inner emotions.