By this time, no one cares whether the Holy Martial Emperor has been separated.

What they are even more curious about is how powerful the little Martial God will be after being possessed by the Eighteen Martial Gods and becoming like a god.

Long Chen is like his foil. His supporting role, it is precisely because of Long Chen's existence that he inspired the little Martial God's powerful and powerful move through the ages.

Yang Chen, possessed by the Eighteen Gods of War, was like a huge beast from the wild, rushing towards him, filled with golden light, his brutal and powerful sense of power, and his undying will to fight, all so dazzling. On the other hand, Long Chen, pitiful It's like an ant in the other person's eyes.

"Do you only have hatred for me?"

Long Chen held the two swords in his hands with a serious gaze.

He could feel the terror of the opponent's power, which was at least a tenfold increase.

At first, Long Chen could suppress the opponent, but he absolutely couldn't do it now.

Roar.

"Go to hell, go to hell,."

Yang Chen let out a deafening roar, and golden marks appeared on his body, rotating around his body. Every rotation generated huge power, which was gathered into Yang Chen's fists.

Above the martial arts, there is the way of heaven.

In the way of heaven, there is still a part of martial arts.

And these eighteen martial gods are like practicing the original martial arts as the way of heaven.

The pinnacle of martial arts, extraordinary combat power and artistic conception. When it comes to real fighting, the purest martial arts aura has unrivaled attack power.

One punch produced a total of eighteen shadows.

Each shadow contains a different fist intention.

The attack of one punch is almost equal to the attack of eighteen punches.

Even in terms of speed, it is several times longer.

Oops.

At that moment, for Long Chen, the world collapsed.

A simple punch, but it was the strongest attack that Long Chen had faced since his training until now.

It can be said bluntly that the current Yang Chen is not far away from that black-clothed priest.

The crowd let out a wave of exclamations.

Long Chen's eyes narrowed. When the most violent attack came, he moved his position and was reborn with a drop of blood. The ancient blood prison formation could make him completely invincible.

call……

Yang Chen actually put away that huge fist, turned around in an instant, and chased Long Chen again, and a big battle came again.

Even though Long Chen had the Ancient Blood Prison Formation, the opponent was still able to turn around and catch up with him, which shows how terrifying Yang Chen was at this moment.

"Don't just run away, you loser."

Seeing this scene, the Master of Hanwu Hall, who had been humiliated by Long Chen before, sneered and said.

Long Chen really didn't want to run away. When Yang Chen caught up again and the eighteen punches came again, he started with the God-Slaying Sword that already had four Dao lines. He waved the God-Slaying Sword wildly and activated the Yan Zi Jue, a total of nine The Dao sword energy soared into the sky, dissipated its edge, and instantly weaved into an ancient word "Yan".

Yan is a mysterious word.

The nine gray killing sword energies blocked Yang Chen's pursuit.

Yang Chen roared, ignoring the sword light, and continued to move forward. Beyond Long Chen's expectations, nine sword lights shot past his chest, taking away a large amount of golden flesh and blood.

A golden word "Yan" appeared on Yang Chen's chest.

"Don't you understand that you can never kill me with your sword?"

Yang Chen laughed ferociously, gathering strength like a beast, complex fists, and extremely fast movements. This time, he suppressed all Long Chen's retreat options.

"Is it."

From the beginning to the end, Long Chen never used the Lingxi Sword against him.

"Have you forgotten how I caused the ghost Gu to die?"

Such cold words reached Yang Chen's ears.

"break."

Yang Chen's heart was shocked, but his face was disapproving. He firmly believed that he was immortal, and he had endless power to spread out. He used Zhenwu Wuxiang Combat Code at will, and one punch was effective. The golden fist, with the most powerful posture, It was like a flying mountain peak, violently crashing into Long Chen. In desperation, Long Chen could only resist it with his swords crossed in front of his chest.

At that moment, the power coming from the opponent instantly defeated Long Chen's defense.

You must know that his current Nirvana power is almost as strong as that of a warrior who has achieved the second level of Nirvana.

boom.

A loud noise shook the heaven and earth, and also shocked everyone's hearts.

"I, Yang Chen, do things according to my own wishes, and I have no control over your nonsense."

The angry power punched Long Chen from the sky to the ground. Long Chen fell to the ground like a comet, hitting the ground and opening a network of cracks.

"Long Chen was defeated."

Seeing this scene, everyone has already confirmed it.

If he can't even block the little Valkyrie's punch, he will definitely be defeated.

If you hold on any longer, it will be in vain.

This confrontation allowed everyone to see the gap between the two.

Although Long Chen crushed the opponent at first, but now... the situation is reversed.

Yang Chen stood in mid-air, his body still full of ferocious aura, looking down at him with blood-stained eyes.

Among the cracked ground, Long Chen's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and stood up tremblingly. He was not a tall body, but he hid unyielding strength.

"Don't you want to die?" Yang Chen looked up to the sky and laughed.

Long Chen is now in a confused state. The opponent's power of nirvana is so strong that it shakes his very foundation.

But that's nothing.

It's not like he has never experienced failure.

At this moment, almost everyone thought he had no chance.

Yang Chen defeated him with a crushing attitude.

Even in the eyes of everyone, Long Chen was already very pitiful.

But, he turned a deaf ear to everything.

Seeing his indifferent gaze, Yang Chen remembered that the gift Ye Futu gave him had been shattered, and his anger continued to burn.

"At this moment, in my eyes, you are just an ant and have no right to comment on me."

Yang Chen was furious, like a golden sun, falling from the sky.

Everyone is very curious, will Yang Chen kill Long Chen this time.

"The stubborn wretch."

Long Chen gave him a look of disdain. He knew this guy very well, but this battle...

"Poor people must be hateful. You can't blame me for seeking your own death."

At this moment, everyone is watching.

When the little Martial God descended from the sky, Long Chen resolutely rushed into the sky. The opponent was just like the golden sun setting. One attack evolved into eighteen attacks.

"Shaking the World's Imperial Fist."

There are a total of eighteen levels of attacks, each level is stronger than the next.

This punch shocked everyone except the three great martial arts masters.

This matter does not belong to human power.

Even the ninety-nine golden demon-suppressing pillars trembled under the vibration of this power.

Long Chen looked up and saw that the entire sky seemed to be swallowed up by the golden sun, and then it was pressing towards him.

He is already at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm.

He is several times stronger than before.

Although an attack of this magnitude was terrifying, it was not a reason for him to retreat.

A God-Slaying Sword with four Dao lines is definitely as powerful as a Dao weapon with five Dao lines.

Long Chen used all his strength to pour into the God-Slaying Sword. Within a short period of time, the power of the Devouring Sword unfolded. Long Chen once again used the Yan Zi Jue, and this time he used it with all his strength. To everyone's surprise, he showed His strength is almost not much worse than that of Yang Chen.

Nine huge sword lights, enough to break mountains and rivers, were intertwined at this moment, forming a large gray character with a radius of at least three miles, welcoming the opponent's world-shaking imperial fist.

The Emperor Star trembled.

This is definitely a battle at the level of ancient powerful men in the Zhenwu Emperor Palace. Countless warriors came out of the three thousand halls. Today seems to be the day to choose the Holy Martial Emperor. They all prayed for Long Chen.
To be continued...