Thunder Martial

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The light of energy swept the corpses of more than a dozen saints back to Zichen and disappeared. The saints of the Jiatu family who watched this scene through the passage were all stunned.

They were shocked to have dealt with more than a dozen saints from the Daofu family with their bare hands. You know, these are not ordinary saints, but saints from the Daofu family. Their fighting power is already strong, but in front of Zichen of the same level, they were beheaded by Zichen after just one face-to-face.

At this moment, Jiatu Qisheng was very thankful that he had no other thoughts at the beginning, otherwise, Jiatu's loss would definitely be not small.

You know, so far, Zi Chen has not used holy weapons.

Shocked, they didn't make any sound and stared ahead. Obviously, the battle wasn't over yet, to be precise, it had just begun.

Putting away the corpses of the saints, Zi Chen stood motionless, his eyes began to move, as if he was searching for something.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, golden and silver lights shot out from his eyes, just like before, carrying powerful destructive power, strangling the space.

Chi! Chi!

The torrential energy surged in that space, causing the void to tremble continuously, and ripples and fluctuations scattered in all directions.

The rippling light that could easily kill a saint was shattered, and a tall figure came out of the void. The aura emanating from his body was very powerful, and he was a saint king.

He was the one who broke Zi Chen's attack, but it was not easy. On his palm, there were continuous drops of holy blood, and there were two blood holes there.

Looking at the holy king, Zi Chen said lightly: "Stop the bleeding quickly, the blood of the holy king is very precious!"

There was anger on the face of the holy king, without any movement, as if he was deliberately opposing Zi Chen and letting the holy blood flow. It wasn't that he didn't want to stop the bleeding, but that Zichen's attack contained some kind of powerful rules. At this moment, the power of the rules was attached to the wound, and it was difficult to expel it.

The holy blood couldn't be stopped, so the holy king clenched his fist and punched Zi Chen.

The void began to distort, and the coercion of the holy king scattered, and the unique aura of coercion that belonged to the holy king locked Zi Chen and oppressed Zi Chen.

But this coercion,

For today's Zichen, it doesn't make any sense at all. The light on his body flickered, and the coercion dissipated naturally when it approached his body.

He also clenched his fists and chose to confront the Holy King head-on.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, and the powerful energy began to vibrate, forming an extremely strong destructive force that spread out.

Under this punch, Zi Chen's figure shook slightly, and he stood on the spot again. As for the holy king, he flew upside down tens of meters away. There was even more blood gushing out from the previous wound.

Zi Chen's physical body has been strengthened a lot in that world, plus he is close to the realm of the holy king at this moment, it is not something that a holy king can resist at all.

"Go to hell!"

The Holy King who flew upside down was completely irritated. He supported the sky with one hand, the void above his head was distorted, and a palm print exuding dazzling light and surging powerful aura appeared out of thin air.

This palm print carried a vast coercion and fell directly towards Zi Chen. Wherever it passed, the void seemed to be unable to bear this force, and it was twisting violently.

Facing the palm print that obviously used technique, Zi Chen's response was relatively simple, he clenched his fist tightly and punched towards the top of his head.

I saw a straight fist glow, going up against the sky, colliding with the palm print.

boom!

When they collided forcefully, the fist light and palm prints shattered one after another, turning into torrential energy and scattered.

"Shua!"

As the palm prints were shattered, I saw that the holy king had a long knife in his hand. Holding the long knife in his hand, he flew towards Zi Chen, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

This knife is very sharp and decisive!

It can be regarded as the pinnacle of the holy king.

Zi Chen's expression became a little serious, and on the clenched fist, the light of gold and silver flashed the next moment, and after that, a more powerful aura erupted from his fist.

He clenched his fist, punched, and met the blade.

"Peng!"

There was a loud bang, the blade shattered, and Zi Chen's fist hit the chest of the holy king with unabated speed and power.

Click! Click!

The torrential energy entered the body of the Holy King, and the body of the Holy King flew upside down, with the sound of bones breaking.

The regressing holy king, with a strong light shining all over his body, is the light of his own energy, which belongs to the immortal king of the holy king. The torrential vitality surged in an instant, trying to drive out the external force in the body, and at the same time continuously restore the broken bones.

Just because of Zichen's unique rules, this kind of recovery is a little slower, but it is not fatal.

"Shua!"

At this moment, Zi Chen rushed forward at a very high speed, almost flashing his figure, and arrived in front of the Holy King. The speed was so fast that the Holy King was terrified. After that, he quickly slapped the palm directly on the head of the Holy King.

The torrential energy poured in from the Holy King's head in an instant.

The body of the Holy King fell towards the void below.

This blow, if it was a saint, I don't know how many times he died. However, the body of the fallen Holy King was still full of vitality. Even if Zi Chen used the yin and yang energy, he couldn't wipe out the opponent's vitality immediately.

The surging vitality of the Holy King made Zi Chen very surprised, but he had never killed the Holy King before, so he didn't hesitate anymore at this moment, and continued to rush downward.

"Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!"...

But at this moment, those beings who had been hiding in the dark showed up one after another, rushing towards Zi Chen.

These are all holy kings, and as for the holy ones in the dark, they all recede towards the rear.

There were four holy kings rushing towards Zi Chen, and two went straight to the injured holy king.

If a big family like Daofu can ignore the death of the saint, but the death of every saint king is a great loss to them.

Therefore, they can't just watch each other have an accident.

"Buzz!"

Seeing the four holy kings coming straight towards him, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zi Chen's mouth, and he saw the sky thunder wings appearing behind him, and his forward speed soared in an instant.

With his whole body, he brushed the edges of the attacks of the four saint kings, and while avoiding the four attacks, he came to the injured saint king.

"Go to hell!"

The two holy kings came to support, and they were worried about Zichen's sneak attack, so they all held weapons and rushed towards Zichen.

In Zichen's hand, a colored light flashed, a spear appeared, and the suffocating coercion of the holy soldier appeared.

The spear was pointed forward like a poisonous dragon, and a sharp shot went straight to the injured holy king.

"Clang!" "Clang!"

During the period, the attacks of the two holy kings landed on the spears, but they were all shaken away by a huge force, and the bodies of the two holy kings flew out backwards.

And this shot pierced straight between the eyebrows of the injured Holy King.

"puff!"

The spear pierced between the eyebrows, and the energy in it entered into his sea of ​​consciousness, annihilating his vitality.

This time, the surging vitality of the Holy King lost its effect, and was directly suppressed by the Holy Soldiers, and then annihilated.

A ray of brilliance shot out from the spear, and that ray of brilliance wrapped around the body of the holy king, and then disappeared with the body of the holy king.

A holy king has fallen!

The six saint kings from the Daofu family were stunned, their faces were very ugly, especially after seeing the colored light in Zichen's hand, releasing the coercion of the saint soldiers, they were even more shocked.

Across the passage, the monks of the Jiatu family felt a chill in their hearts.

Zi Chen's killing of saints was a massacre, but even if he met a saint king, he had an overwhelming advantage at the beginning of the battle. It didn't take long for him to kill a saint king.

"Is that the holy weapon?" Jiatu Qisheng looked at the holy weapon in Zi Chen's hand and said.

"Yes, it was given to him by the goddess herself. It should be specially selected by the goddess." Jiatu Huangtu nodded and said.

"It's really powerful!" Jiatu Qisheng exclaimed.

At this moment, Zichen was standing with a gun, the sky thunder wings flashed behind him, and the light of thunder shone all over his body, looking like a god of war.

The breaths of the six holy kings were obviously stronger than him, but they didn't dare to step forward rashly.

The atmosphere became stalemate like this, and it seemed very depressing. No one spoke during the period. Under the pressure of this breath, the space seemed to become very viscous, making it difficult to breathe.

"There are some means!"

At this time, an indifferent voice sounded, and the void was distorted, and a space channel appeared, and a young man walked out of it.

The young man looked at Zi Chen after he came out, with a sneering smile on his lips, "Long time no see."

Zi Chen didn't speak.

Behind the young man, four more people appeared. They were all saint kings, and judging from the aura surging around them, they should have walked a long way on the road of saint kings.

The young man is of course Dove Hill, who also has the god bone, and there are ten holy kings beside him, which makes Zichen feel a lot of pressure.

The only thing that made him feel lucky was that Dove Hill was still only a saint, and he hadn't broken through to a saint king.

"I underestimated you, you actually killed so many of us." Dove Hill sneered at Zi Chen.

"They are looking for death!" Zi Chen responded indifferently.

Dove Hill stretched out his hand towards Zichen, and Zichen looked at Dove Hill in puzzlement.

"What are you doing there in a daze? How can you kill so many of us without offering some compensation? This holy weapon is good, take it back." Dove Hill said.

Zi Chen was stunned when he heard that, he felt like he had heard it wrong, but when he saw the other party hooking him again, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Why do you want my holy soldier to pay?"

Dove Hill said with a faint smile: "It seems that you have forgotten what I told you earlier. Can't he do it?"

Dove Hill stretched out his hand a little forward, and saw a person appearing in the void. This person fell in the void, with a glowing chain wrapped around his body, and there were layers of seals on the chain.

Every time he struggled, there would be a ray of light on the chain, and that light would enter the opponent's body, and then the opponent's face would immediately show a painful look.

"Thunder!" Looking at the other party, Zi Chen let out a low cry.

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ps: sorry, sorry, late!