The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 1641: Sacred Son!
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Chapter 1641 Defeated the Son!
"Crack!"
The lightsaber in Michel's hand is directly disconnected. It is just a condensed divine technique. How can it block the power of the divine treasure?
"What a pure power of light, it seems that you should be the youngest son of that guy, but today even if your father comes in, it won't save your life!"
Ye Chen held the divine treasure, and endless killing intent bloomed in his eyes.
Fortunately, with the help of this breath, Frank slowed down, and once again killed with the Scepter of Light. One after another, the magic arts were released from the magic scepter.
"Great prophecy!"
"Holy Light Trial!"
"Holy Purification!"
These magic arts are inherited from the ancient Holy See, and many of them are secret methods of the Guangming clan, and their power is amazing. Especially the big prophecy, no matter what, once touched, it will be dissociated into particles.
But Ye Chen didn't evade, relying on his physical body to forcefully carry the magic, just swayed slightly. Now that he has swallowed the essence of the six demon ancestors, the power of the divine body is more unfathomable than before.
"Dead--!"
Ye Chen's knife light was in the air, drew a semicircle, instantly splitting seven knives, and each knife condensed into a thin knife light, which was condensed by pure thunder and lightning, like a purple wave of light.
The wave of light swept across the void, causing the space to tremble slightly, seemingly unbearable.
"Angels are coming!"
Frank also saw the horror of Ye Chen's knife, and the scepter stood up in front of him, groaning in a low voice. I saw a pair of white light wings blooming from behind him. Like the wings of an angel.
The wings snapped together, wrapping Frank in it, turning it into a huge ball of light.
"Boom boom boom!"
Seven sword beams hit the ball of light one after another, which immediately aroused light and debris in the sky. Although the arrival of angels is the Holy See's top magic, it claims to be able to guard against the attacks of the Immortal Venerable. But Ye Chen's blow with the divine treasure was really terrifying.
The first cut, the wings shattered.
With the third cut, the ball of light broke open.
With the fifth sword, the blade light cut through the robe of the saint.
Seventh knife, Frank flew upside down, blood spilling into the sky...
A hideous knife mark appeared on his flesh. This knife mark started from the forehead and extended all the way to the left leg, almost slashing Frank in half from the middle. If it was not a critical moment, the Scepter of Light helped him with a knife, it was the body of the saint and fell on the spot. Up.
"Hiss——!"
Seeing this scene, countless people took a breath.
Frank is a dignified pope, a holy man of the Holy See, a great monk of the ascended realm, and he holds a Holy See artifact. Unexpectedly, he can't even stop Ye Chen with a knife. Ye Chen's seemingly seven knives were just a seven-strength change of energy. When he reached his realm, any weapon would instantly become superb, and the sword could reach the sky.
"Shuangye Xianzun will really shock the world when he comes back this time."
The greedy wolf has a solemn expression.
And in the sky, Michelle has desperately killed, trying to hold Ye Chen.
"Clang clang clang--!"
The two quickly fought each other in the air. Whether it was Ye Chen or Michelle, the speed was much faster than the speed of sound, reaching twice, three times, or even higher. I saw a white glow intertwined with thunder in the void.
Every time it hits, the exploded void shatters, and the world collapses.
The Hongfeng Mountain, hundreds of meters high, was flattened hundreds of meters under the hands of the two, and even the entire peak was leveled. The Son of Light is far more powerful than Frank.
He is holding a cross holy sword in his hand, two people tall, and the sword is condensed with holy flames. With each sword, there is a mighty flame, tearing the sky, bursting out like thunder roar.
"Quasishenbao?"
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and only the Quasi-God Treasure could hit the Thunder Blade continuously without being damaged. This saint son was obviously very favored by his father, so he handed over a quasi-divine treasure to him.
"The name of the sword is Heaven's Fury. It is my father. He used the nine gods of iron and made it with the flames of heaven. On the day of the sword, the flames burned the mountain and extinguished in ten days and ten nights."
Michelle stood proudly holding a sword: "Mortal, you are very powerful, and I have the honor to witness this sword."
"A pure-blooded bright tribe, dare to be as presumptuous as me? It's your dad himself, I have killed it before."
Ye Chen sneered. Others might not know the whereabouts of the Guangming Clan, but how could Ye Chen know that this Michelle was young, but he was already soaring, and his wealth was so rich that he was clearly the youngest son of the Emperor of Heaven.
"Bold! How dare you blaspheme!"
Michelle's blue eyes glared, rarely showing anger.
The Emperor of Heaven is a great monk who crosses the Tribulation Realm. He is the supreme among the Guangming Clan and possesses an incomparably lofty position. Ye Chen's words were like humiliating his idol in front of a believer.
"The Sword of God's Punishment!"
Michelle cut out suddenly.
On the holy cross sword, the milky white divine flame surrounds, and the holy flame burns the sky, as if it can refine the void. This is the most pure and refined flame, not inferior to the Suzaku divine fire. Propelled by Michelle's cultivation, the Heavenly Demon Emperor did not dare to face him.
The huge cross lightsaber with a length of tens of feet, entwined with flames and thunder, descends from the sky, like the gods of heaven punishing them down to judge all sins.
"Broken!"
Ye Chen shook the golden knife, and suddenly thunder sounded in the nine heavens.
The terrifying thunder light flew out of the golden knife, turned into a nine-day dragon, and flew towards Michelle with its teeth and claws. Suddenly, between the heaven and the earth, only the milky white flames were left, and the purple thunder and lightning cried together.
"Rumble--!"
The flames and thunder exploded, shattering half of the sky. The force of terror descended from the sky, directly cutting off the mountain peaks, and a huge mushroom cloud rose up like a nuclear explosion, destroying the world.
Thousands of strong cultivators who came to watch the battle fled to Hongfeng Mountain in embarrassment. Hundreds of people who ran slowly were torn to pieces by their strength.
"It's horrible."
Countless people trembled with fear, Ye Chen's battle with Michelle thoroughly demonstrated what the power of the pinnacle immortal is. In front of them, both Miao Qingqing and Frank were as vulnerable as children.
"Who wins and who loses?"
The Black Rock general shouted eagerly.
Everyone's eyes widened, and they saw a white figure in the smoke and dust, flying upside down. Like a meteor, it crashed and landed on a mountain thousands of meters away.
The figure had wings on its back, white robe, and it was the son Michelle.
It's just that blood stains appeared at the corner of Michel's mouth, and the holy wings and feathers were withered, which was a bit decadent. There was a purple thunder-light knife mark on his chest, splitting him on his chest, almost cutting him in two.
"The Son of God was defeated?"
The paladin, Drake, couldn't believe it.
And countless cultivators are even more like Ice Falling Cellars, stronger than Saint Michel, holding the holy sword of the gods, and also defeated by Ye Chen, so who is Ye Chen's opponent? Are they crooked melons and jujubes?
The Son of the Sun was so scared that he set up a black mist, and fled in embarrassment. With him taking the lead, other people who had been staring at him reacted.
"Run!"