Chen Ziling felt as if he was attacked by twelve fist marks, and his body kept retreating. Fortunately, his body was strong and resisted these attacks. "Space fold!"

Chen Ziling activated the Space Holy Great to fold the space in front of him, and all the wind blades flew backwards.

Gu Yuncan saw the wind blade flying backwards, and his tiger eyes suddenly shrank and slapped forward in both directions.

While Chen Ziling was dealing with it without flaws,

Qiao Junshan rushed out and tried his best to strike, even burning the holy blood in his body, bursting out with unparalleled speed and strength, and Chen Ziling was not allowed to dodge.

At this moment, Chen Ziling really had no way to avoid it.

Space folding is a very extraordinary space technique, and it is expensive to use.

Only head-on.

Chen Ziling turned around and swung one out suddenly, and the sea of ​​blood churned in his body.

"Thousands of dragons and elephants!"

Chen Ziling shouted angrily and punched and slapped in front. It was obvious that he only punched and slapped, but it condensed into thousands of blood dragons and golden elephants.

After entering the holy realm, Chen Ziling's previous holy arts can burst out with power and become even more terrifying.

Although these holy techniques are not of high grade, Chen Ziling incorporated his own understanding into it, and his familiarity with these tricks, the power that can burst out is also quite terrifying.

However, Chen Ziling hastily shot out thousands of dragon elephants. So how can he block the Hundred-patterned holy weapon that Qiao Junshan hastily attacked?

Qiao Junshan is not a weak person. On the contrary, his strength is definitely not inferior to Mo Tong. He is famous among the younger generation, and is more powerful than the Sikong Fengjian that appeared before.

If one fight is a battle, it will be very easy for Chen Ziling to defeat him.

But under such a siege, only Mo Tong, Qiao Junshan and Shi Yuan could really cause a fatal attack on Chen Ziling.

These three people are all in the fifth realm of Xuanhuang, and they are all top in the same realm.

The Yuanthunder Battle Ridge carries dozens of lightning, shattering all the dragon elephant palm prints and fist seals, and directly collided with Chen Ziling's palm.

Qiao Junshan showed a grim smile at the corner of his mouth and shouted: "Everything is over, this credit is my fault!"

No matter how powerful the flesh and blood body is, how can it block the holy weapon?

What's more, Chen Ziling was injured and his surrounding defenses were all broken.

The person who attacked the holy weapon had reached the fifth level of Xuanhuang, and simply used his physical body to block a war halberd with a hundred patterns?

Unless it is an existence that transcends the Xuanhuang realm, no one can stop it.

As long as Chen Ziling is seriously injured or killed, Xuan Yi will be rewarded with great reward.

Moreover, as long as Xuan Yi does not fall in the future, he will definitely become a giant. If he can follow him in advance, he will definitely get a lot of benefits.

Seeing this dangerous scene, all the monks present held their breath and stared at Chen Ziling with all their concentration.

At this moment, they had already seen the miserable situation in their minds after Chen Ziling was penetrated by the Yuan Lei Battle Spear.

"It's really abominable, fifteen people beat one."

"It's just something within the rules, there's nothing to say, I can only blame the real guy for being too arrogant and aggressive."

"Even if Chen Ziling died in battle, he would have ended brilliantly today. A true saint in the second realm of Xuanhuang was surrounded and killed by fifteen true saints who were much higher than him. They could still insist on the Tao now, but were not defeated immediately. They are already considered an invincible existence in the same realm."

"Yes, if he grows up and gives him a few more years, he will definitely have unlimited potential."

Some people are sarcastic and some are sorry, as if they have already sounded the bell of death for Chen Ziling.

The Northern Sword Saint's eyes of the ancient Jing Wubo were no longer calm. Naturally, he could not watch Chen Ziling die. If it was really time to die, even if he violated the rules, he would definitely protect Chen Ziling.

His existence at his level has this ability.

...

Just when everyone thought Chen Ziling would definitely die.

But I saw that Chen Ziling's body was emitting a terrible black demonic energy. No, that was not a demonic energy.

It’s Shura’s fighting spirit!

A huge Shura war shadow appeared in the center of Chen Ziling, like a demon, with three heads and eight arms, and all the majestic and sophisticated.

Chen Ziling activated Shura armor.

Shura armor is a top defensive treasure, an armor that Shura War Emperor once used, and has unparalleled defense power.

Of course, no matter how defensive aura is, its defense ability is closely related to the strength of its master.

"Boom!!" The Source Thunder Battle Sphur that Qiao Junshan collides with Shura War Shadow, and a shocking sound bursts out.

Qiao Junshan flew backwards and retreated dozens of feet away, hitting a rock several meters high, smashing the huge rock into powder.

Qiao Junshan's hands holding the halberd kept dripping blood and soaking into the soil.

Chen Ziling still stood steadily on the ground and did not fall down.

This scene shocked everyone.

Qiao Junshan attacked and attacked hard, but did not kill Chen Ziling. Not only did he not kill, he did not even hurt Chen Ziling.

What's even more excessive is that Qiao Junshan was actually injured himself.

Is there any reason to say?

When Qiao Junshan saw the Shura war shadow on Chen Ziling's body, he felt his scalp numb, and five words were squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth: "Shura fights the celestial body!? How could this guy practice Shura fights the celestial body in Xuanhuang Realm!"

Not only Qiao Junshan, but other monks also widened their eyes and couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

"There is actually someone who can successfully practice Shura fighting celestial bodies in Xuanhuang Realm."

"Is it really Shura fighting celestial bodies?"

"It must be Shura fighting the celestial body, otherwise, he would never be able to stop Qiao Junshan's attack just now. And he would not have collapsed and released such a powerful force."

Too strong, this guy is really a bit against the will of heaven.

Of course, Chen Ziling had never practiced Shura and celestial bodies, but what he was wearing was Shura and celestial armor!

No matter at any level, he can display defense capabilities like Shura fighting celestial bodies, or even stronger.

...

Chen Ziling's eyes gradually became cold and he said, "On the day of the selection, although he had the intention to kill, he just wanted to teach you a lesson. However, since you insisted on forcing me, I can only choose to kill."

"Chen Ziling, don't think that if you practice Shura and celestial bodies, you will be invincible."

"The battle has just begun, and you have already retreated step by step. I see, how many moves can you resist!"

"Together, we will shoot him to death."

Mo Tong and fifteen other people all activated the holy arts and attacked and killed them.

Qiao Junshan also snorted coldly, then grabbed the Origin Thunder Battle Ridge and attacked Chen Ziling again.

"Dad, use this sword to deal with them!" Yue'er shot out the Xuanhei Ancient Sword and flew towards Chen Ziling.

Chen Ziling stretched out his hand and held the Xuanhei Ancient Sword into his hand.

Yue'er could not exert the ultimate power of this sword, but Chen Ziling could.

"I have warned you, and the next thing is your dead end!"

"Zheng!" The Xuanhei Ancient Sword made a sound of sword in Chen Ziling's hand, and was slowly lifted up by Chen Ziling and hung in the air.

The sword body of the Xuanhei Ancient Sword emitted an unparalleled aura of holy Tao, and countless holy patterns on the head of the sword and the body of the sword shone.

When each holy pattern is lit up, the power bursting out of the sword will become stronger.

When the 1,000th holy pattern was lit, the power fluctuations emitted made Qiao Junshan, Mo Tong and others feel frightened.

It is its terrible and terrible power of destruction!

Most true saints are actually not qualified to take charge of the saints of hundreds of patterns. After all, there are not so many saints of hundreds of patterns in the ancient Panhuang world.

However, it happened to be the World Competition, and the older generation of monks would lend weapons to the new generation of monks, which gave many young true saints the opportunity to master the saints of hundreds of patterns.

For example, the battle halberd in Qiao Junshan's hand.

However, no one will hand over the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact to the younger generation to control.

Because the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact is too terrible, it has been a genius among the younger generation for hundreds of years. Whether or not he has the qualification to take charge will hurt himself.

When Yue'er first entered the Void Holy Realm, she held the ancient sword because the holy patterns inside the ancient sword were sealed.

“That’s…”

Qiao Junshan rushed in the front. At this moment, he noticed something was wrong and immediately stopped and fled backwards quickly.

"It's too late to leave now!"

"Swish!!"

"The third chapter of the Sword Ancestor's Notes, Heaven, Earth and Man!"

The ancient Xuanhei sword swung like a bright scorching sun, with a brilliant atmosphere, illuminating the night sky into daylight.

As the sword body swung down, he heard Qiao Junshan's scream. With a "boom", his body fell directly into the ground.
To be continued...