The night was seductive, the stars were broken, and the moon stars in the flag exploded.

The magic weapon of the natal world was broken, and Fu Hongyao spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale, and he looked particularly charming.

Bang!

In the starry sky filled with darkness, a ray of light appeared, Xiao Chen punched the adorable face, and Fu Hongyao flew out of the King's Platform and fell to the ground.

He covered his face with one hand and felt ashamed. It was the first time he had met such a cruel man so old. He gritted his teeth and said, "There is a meeting in the mountains and rivers. Xiao Chen, don't let me meet you."

"two!"

With a silent thought in his heart, Xiao Chen made a backhand move, and the Yueying Knife appeared in the palm of his hand again. Without paying any attention to the other party, he rushed towards Xing Jue's nearest kill. The black wind overflowed over there, and ghosts cried and howled.

The giant axe was still jumping at his fingertips. Xing Jue saw Xiao Chen killing and said heroically: "Good come, let's see who we chopped and flew away this time!"

The beating giant axe suddenly stopped, and with one hand, he grabbed it firmly. The storm that had accumulated for a long time was filled with punishment, like a storm armor.

Peach blossoms bloom, summer rises, autumn wind rises, winter snow falls, four seasons are invincible, endless.

While running, Xiao Chen's body was full of strange phenomena. When he met Xing Jue, the way of the four seasons was completely evolved, and a knife was born and endlessly.

Bang!

A loud noise came out, and the vast royal seal platform was shattered at this moment. Xing Jue's black storm armor was completely wiped out, and his whole person was directly thrown up by the momentum that Xiao Chen rushed over.

Xiao Chen's momentum did not diminish and he soared into the air. While his aura fell, he began to make crazy moves.

The two people in the air were like slow motion, and each move came into everyone's eyes. It was the most violent way of fighting, with absolute power, one move after another.

In just ten moves, the void trembled like a wave, forming a series of space storms, whistling back and forth.

The people who watched it were frightened. The ordinary Martial Saint, who was slightly swept away by the storm in this space, would probably die.

rub!

Another move, the giant axe in Xing Tian's hand was shaken away, Xiao Chen swung his back and knocked his burly body away like a sandbag.

"Three!"

Just as he finished silently in his heart, Di Wuque, who was in the shadow of the Kingdom of God, opened his eyes.

The divine kingdoms of the heavens under his feet condensed into substance, and with the supreme divine light, they pressed down directly, preparing to shake Xiao Chen to death in one fell swoop.

A loud rumbling sound continued to come, condensed into a real phantom of the Kingdom of God, covering the entire King's Seal Platform, and suppressing it instantly with thunder.

As the Kingdom of God fell, Xiao Chen seemed extremely small, and the entire Tianwu Square was shaking wildly.

However, this attack obviously cost a huge price. After falling, the entire divine kingdom of heaven completely disappeared, and even the phantom no longer existed and could not be summoned.

Di Wuque, who hovered in the sky, shining brightly and flying white.

Looking at the King Fengtai, which was completely ruined, sneered in his heart. This carefully prepared blow made it impossible for me to summon the Kingdom of Gods in the Heavens, this secret treasure of Hongmeng.

Even a quasi-emperor can be seriously injured, not to mention that a great master will be disabled even if he does not die.

"Sorry, the move was too heavy and accidentally destroyed the King-Envoyment Platform of the Martial God Palace." Di Wuque bowed and said lightly to the elder Xi in the distance: "The King-Envoyment Festival is over here."

Is it over like this?

The warriors in the field felt a little unwilling. Seeing Xiao Chen losing three people one after another, he thought victory was in sight, but Di Wuque's thunder attack suddenly wiped out the hope that had just been ignited.

The divine kingdoms of the heavens are the Hongmeng Emperor treasures, supreme and have a long history. There are very few people in the world who can match it.

Emperor Wu was exhausted and at the cost of not being able to summon the shadow of the Emperor treasure for three years. The phantom of the God Kingdom of the Heavens was condensed into substance. With a peak attack, the quasi-emperor would be seriously injured.

But in theory, this is the case. In a real battle, the quasi-emperor will definitely not give Di Wuque such a long preparation time.

Only Xiao Chen was dragged down by Xie Zixuan, Fu Hongyao and Xing Jue, which gave Di Wuque the opportunity to perform. Otherwise, the winner would be difficult to decide if he fought alone.

"Is it over?" The old man in black who was hosting the ceremony, holding the Blue Dragon King badge in his hand, murmured: "This is really a bit expensive."

The Kings Terrace became a ruin. Xiahou Jue, who had high expectations for the three saints, was stripped of the badge by Xiao Chen and threw it to somewhere.

To prevent a name from appearing, the price is a bit high.

"Di Wuque's last blow is too exaggerated. Xiao Chen lost without any wickedness."

"It's not unfair, but it's a pity. The hardships along the way, the battle has emerged, and the genius and the strong men from all sides fell under his sword, but they lost to the last pass, which makes people sigh."

"A miracle will never happen."

"This shock is shocking, and I guess Xiao Chen can't die with his strong body, but the power of a battle will definitely be gone."

A lowly discussion sounded, and he walked to this last step and fell at Di Wuque's feet. Everyone felt that it seemed both unexpected and reasonable.

In the VIP seat, Shui Lingling quietly wiped the mist from the corner of her eyes. The road to becoming a king was bumpy, and she ended like this. Even if she could survive by chance, Xiao Chen would feel ashamed.

Lan Shaobai, the Shura clan, opened his mouth in surprise, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Some people with good relationships with Xiao Chen looked quite sad and sighed.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I finally came back and saw this scene. The ceremony of Kings' Enthronement, I, Xiahou, can only laugh to the end."

I saw a messy figure almost falling from the air, and it was Xiao Chen who threw hundreds of miles away.

He didn't care about his physical injuries and rushed back all the way, not even having time to change his clothes.

However, when I came back, I happened to see Xiao Chen being suppressed by the Kingdom of God. I was immediately ecstatic. Sometimes happiness comes so simple.

The old man in black was also overjoyed and quickly took out the White Tiger King's badge and walked towards the ruins.

At this moment, a ray of fine golden light shot out from the boundless ruins formed on the King's Platform.

The next moment, golden lights bloomed like bamboo shoots after the rain. In the blink of an eye, thousands of golden lights rushed to the sky, shaking the flowers and making people dare not look directly at them.

Xiahou Jue looked surprised: "What's going on?"

Di Wuque, who was about to leave, had a slightly changed face, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, and his steps were suspended, and he also stopped.

boom!

Golden statues burst out from the ruins, and light shone brightly.

The statues have different appearances and different weapons in their hands. The only similarity is the power of the king that is circulated on them. The majesty of hundreds of statues overlaps together makes people feel trembling from the heart.

"I was shocked, it turned out to be just a group of statues of kings."

Seeing this situation, Xiahou Jue was obviously relieved, but he thought Xiao Chen came out again.

"wrong!"

Emperor Wuque's expression changed drastically. Among the hundreds of statues, Xiao Chen stood in it with his eyes closed, his whole body was filled with golden light, and his injuries were recovering little by little.

The Sea Emperor's headscarf on his forehead has been removed, and he has endless power of the king, which is even stronger than the hundreds of statues of the kings around him.

The King of Green Dragon, the King of Kings!

The little green dragon in its dantian roared angrily, and the dragon's power and holy power gathered into the power of the supreme king.

Golden statues crawled down under the oppression of the king's power, paved a golden avenue in the air, and forged a path to the king.

Xiahou Jue's face changed wildly, his eyes were shocked, and his thoughts turned sharply. Xiao Chen was now an empty shell, and the scene of being hurt by Di Wuque was definitely not an illusion.

Even the quasi-emperor will not have the power to fight again.

Although I was seriously injured and had no time to recover from my injuries, I should still be able to face this bluffing guy.

As soon as he thought of this, a ruthless look flashed in Xiahou Jue's eyes and he laughed: "Good you Xiao Chen, at the critical moment, he actually awakened the dragon power of the Qinglong martial soul. Unfortunately, it was me who was the king today, Xiahou Jue!"

His figure flashed, with boundless momentum, higher than the sky, wider than the earth, turbulent winds that were surging than the rivers, and vaster than the sea, gathered behind him from all sides.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Xiao Chen and pointed quickly at Xiao Chen's eyebrows.

In the flash of lightning, Xiao Chen raised his right hand and grabbed Xiahou Jue's wrist in an instant.

boom!

A divine thunder sounded between heaven and earth. What kind of thunder is this? Just the sound will shake the entire Tianwu City like an earthquake.

The house collapsed in pieces, and the low-level warriors had their eardrums shattered, and they were shocked on the spot.

A ray of lightning teared apart the void, and above the sky, a great roc composed of lightning appeared with the divine thunder.

It spread its wings and the strong wind trembled. The Wushen Palace, which was hidden in the clouds and mist, seemed to be pushed.

"This is the thunder will of Sangmu, how could it be displayed by Xiao Chen!"

The audience was shocked and pale. He said tremblingly in front of the Lei Peng Divine Bird, his eyes full of confusion.

Why is the Thunder Emperor's will transform into shape by Xiao Chen?

"Hey, Ao Jiao, you don't have to make such a big noise!"

"Hehe, I just woke up and I'm not very familiar with my own strength. But you guy hasn't seen him for a long time, and there are so many strange things in your body."

"Please, I was forced to occupy my body. Don't look at it casually."

"Okay, OK, you're concentrating on recuperating your injuries. Leave the one behind me. Hey! I'm just talking to you, I almost forgot. I'm still holding someone in my hand, so I'll throw it away first."

Whoosh!

On the road to king paved by the golden statue, "Xiao Chen" swung casually, and Xiahou Jue, who had been charred by electricity, turned into a meteor and flew away. He didn't know where to fly or where to land.

Without even looking at this person, "Xiao Chen"'s eyes turned and fell on Di Wuque, who had exhausted his mental power. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a hint of sweetness to have a playful smile.

Di Wuque felt a chill, and he vaguely felt something was wrong with Xiao Chen, as if something had changed, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Chapter completed!