"Buzz!"

The sword sounded in the sky. The sky, which was still somewhat clear, suddenly became extremely dark. There was a faint sound of muffled thunder, and dozens of thick purple thunder appeared in the clouds.

This space was instantly filled with violent thunder power, and a destructive aura continued to radiate from Ye Chen.

He held the ancient long sword in his hand. The violent thunder in the sky seemed to be controlled by him. Dozens of blue and purple thunders slashed down from the top of his head, and then all gathered on the long sword in his hand.

Shi Mo stood beside Ye Chen, feeling that Ye Chen at this moment was like a god who truly surpassed his life. All things in the world were in his hands. The turbulent lightning could not even look directly at his eyes.

If Ye Chen was his enemy at this moment, he might have lost his fighting spirit to fight to the death.

"The power of thunder?

Why can this guy mobilize such a terrible power of thunder?"

Qianhua stood in the sky ahead, and felt the powerful fluctuations contained in the ancient long sword in Ye Chen's hand, and his pupils immediately shrank.

Before, Ye Chen condensed all his mental power and the shocking sword was indeed amazing enough to even injure him, but this did not really put Ye Chen in a position comparable to him.

But now Ye Chen is filled with an unprecedented mysterious wave, which is even more powerful than the danger that Shi Zhantian, the Four Elephant God, gave him. Moreover, the ancient long sword wrapped in the power of thunder in Ye Chen's hand made him smell the feeling of death for the first time. Even Shi Zhantian has never given him such a huge sense of oppression.

"impossible!"

He whispered softly, his expression changed again and again. This overlord of the small world for thousands of years was shaken in his heart for the first time.

He didn't understand that even if a mere ordinary person had the secret help from the Four Symbol God Shi Zhantian, how could he reach the point of threatening him?

The strong monks watching the battle around the surroundings had the urge to turn around and run away. Faced with such violent thunder power, as long as they stick a little, they might be bombarded into powder. Who dares to stay here?

But Ye Chen ignored the horrifying expressions of the people around him. At the next moment, he raised his palm and waved it gently in the void.

The Zhenwu Zhetian Sword also slashed horizontally, drawing an arcuate track in the void.

"Brush!"

In an instant, blue and purple light filled the sky around Sixiang Mountain. Countless thick thunder beams were excited from the Zhenwu Sky-Jie Sword, pressing towards Qianlun with the momentum of a mad dragon going out to the sea, blocking all its retreat paths, so all the spaces they avoided were blocked.

"Damn it!"

The deep area of ​​the Qianlong Anne showed fear for the first time. He pulled his body hard and then pulled it to the extreme, which had exceeded three times the sound. He pulled out a long qi mark in the void, and at the same time his palms overlapped, condensed one ancient and obscure defensive seal after another in front of him.

But he retreated quickly, and the blue-purple thunder rushed forward was even better. However, in the blink of an eye, he had already chased him to the forefront. These blue-purple thunders turned into lightsaber-shaped one by one, and the sharp sword edges pierced straight into Qianlun's chest.

"Boom boom!"

A violent explosion continued to spread across the sky. Everyone looked in shock and saw that the seals in front of Qian Lun were easily destroyed one after another. Each seal was exploded, accompanied by a violent explosion. Qian Lun's face was paler than once, and he was knocked back hundreds of feet in a row.

Thunder light swords one after another, a total of ninety-nine eighty-one swords. Thousand Wheels took over Ye Chen's eighty-one swords in less than three minutes.

"puff!"

The last attack fell, and the defensive seal condensed by Qianlun was finally destroyed. The lightsword was like a shell that had been released from the cavity and directly hit Qianlun's body. Qianlun groaned, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out. His body retreated ten feet further, and he stepped on a ball of air waves in the void, which stabilized his body.

On the other hand, Ye Chen held the sword with one hand and carried it behind his back with the other hand, feeling comfortable and as if it were natural.

At this moment, everyone was boiling. They looked at the two fighting in the sky, and the sound of gasping sounds resounded.

Qianhe, the lord of the Great Thousand Palace, and the king of the small world, were actually injured head-on by a young man from the secular world?

A secular mortal can challenge the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation on earth?

In the sky, Qian Lun gasped, his handsome and elegant face was now pale, his head was scattered and his clothes were ragged and broken. On his body, sword marks were shocking and almost dyed into a bloody man.

His eyes lost focus, but he stared at his feet empty and unconsciously. He still couldn't believe that he was actually severely injured by a secular mortal who was only twenty years old?

Shi Zhantian was able to injure him and let him recover for 800 years, but now Ye Chen is just a casual sword, and the injuries he suffered are twice as heavy as eight hundred years ago. Even his body's defense function has almost stopped. What is this concept?

He is the lord of the Great Thousand Palaces. Whether it is physical, mental, or true power, he has reached the state of extraordinary power. Even the true Lord Yun Tian, ​​who has reached the epic realm, is just an ant in his eyes.

With his physical strength alone, even Ye Chen, who has cultivated the Heaven-Devouring Divine Body, cannot compare with him. But now, his physical defense has been cut all over, leaving deep bone-observing wounds. It can be seen how terrible the power of Ye Chen's Zhenwu Zhe Jian Sword has reached! Ye Chen, who stood with a sword in his arms, flashed lightly, and his face was a little surprised. The Heaven-Devouring Xuan Qi returned and he could use the Zhenwu Zhe Jian Sword again. He was sure that he already had the strength to compete with Qianlun, but he never expected that the power of the Heaven-Devouring Xuan Qi that had regenerated a qualitative change would reach this level after upgrading to the Heaven-Devouring Xuan Qi.

He thought that the sword he had just now would only hurt Qianlun at most, but he did not expect that with one sword, he would severely damage it! "It seems that the Lord of the Great Thousand Palace, the so-called absolute overlord of the small world, is no different from ordinary people!"

Ye Chen came back from the shock of his increased power. He looked at the bloody Qianlun and a touch of mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Before Qianlun could reply, Ye Chen raised his palm again, and the lightning roared down, filling the Zhenwu Jietian Sword with his sword.

"The meaning of Zhenwu, thunder thunderstorm nine heavens!"

Ye Chen whispered, with no sorrow or joy between his eyebrows. He saw his left palm slightly bent, and the Heaven-Devouring Xuanli held the Zhenwu Jietian Sword in the void, and his right hand was against the hilt of the Zhenwu Jietian Sword, and then he pushed it suddenly.

"rub!"

The space suddenly tore open a long gap, and the Zhenwu Sky-Sealing Sword turned into a thunder dragon, bursting out five times the speed of sound, and penetrated into his chest in Qianlun's horrified eyes.

In the vast sky, the blue-purple light sword with Qianhuan's body chased down and then smashed heavily into the ground.

The Lord of the Great Thousand Palace and the King of the Small World were nailed to the earth by the Zhenwu Tianjie Sword.
Chapter completed!