Chapter 689 Imprint Suppression
In the Tian Zhan ring, the demon flames rose up in the sky, covering nearly 90% of the area on the ring. Yu Tianchou was wrapped in the demon flames, just like a demon god coming to the world, with demon flames surrounding them in his eyes.
"Boy, no one cares about you, not because you are so strong, but because you are too lazy to take action."
"If I do my best, you will not have any chance!"
Yu Tianchou stared at Wang Haochen with his eyes, and the magic flames in his eyes were extremely amazing.
In Xuanyuan Palace, countless disciples felt the aura emitted from Yu Tianchou, and their faces were slightly pale. Yu Tianchou in this state gave people an invincible feeling.
Even many elders of the Palace Master changed color slightly. The strength Yu Tianchou showed at this time had passed the second elder. Although the eldest elder had not seen him in seclusion for decades, since he had not yet left the seclusion, he had not yet broken through to the realm of the Lord of the Qiankun Realm. Even if he was stronger than Yu Tianchou, he would definitely be extremely strong.
Yu Tianchou's strength is enough to rank among the many elders.
"I didn't expect that he was hiding so deeply!" Lan Xuan was slightly stunned and spoke whispered.
He is still the master of the Star Realm, and he has an irresistible feeling when facing Yu Tianchou.
"Haochen is probably going to be defeated!" Several other elders who were quite close to Wang Haochen could not help but shook their heads and sighed.
"It's not that he is not strong enough, but that Yu Tianchou is too strong. If you give him another fifty years, Haochen's strength will definitely be higher than Yu Tianchou." They felt a pity for Wang Haochen.
Wang Haochen is too young and has been practicing for too short. This battle comes too early. If they wait for decades, they believe that Wang Haochen can win, but now, no one is optimistic about him.
On the Tian Zhan ring, Wang Haochen slowly shook his head.
"Do you want to admit defeat directly?" Yu Tianchou's eyes showed a hint of disdain.
He was aggressive, and he was really worried that Wang Haochen would admit defeat directly. He had always been hiding his strength and had some thoughts in his heart, but he had been completely exposed at this time. If he could not fight and stepped on Wang Haochen under the gaze under the attention of the crowd, shocking the remaining elders in the sect and exuding the anger that had accumulated in his heart this year, then he would be afraid that he would be crazy.
Then he exposed his strength in vain, but did nothing.
Although he knew that several palace masters could not let him kill Wang Haochen, he still wanted to step on Wang Haochen and humiliate Wang Haochen hard, causing Wang Haochen to lose all his face, and be embarrassed in front of countless disciples of Xuanyuan Palace and have no prestige.
"Abstaining from defeat?" Wang Haochen couldn't help but chuckled, "You are too confident!"
"Hmm?" Yu Tianchou's eyes suddenly opened, and two black flames shot out in his eyes, "I hope you can still be so tough in a while."
The long sword in his hand dragged behind him, and countless demon flames swelled up, sucking towards the long sword. In just a few breaths, the demon flames in his hand were originally only a slap and three feet above the blade body, and turned into a terrifying demon sword that was a hundred feet long and more than a meter wide.
Above the magic sword, the magic flame condensed like a drill, flashing with black light. Outside the sword, the magic flame was wrapped around it, and a breath like slashing the sky and the earth dissipated, like a magic weapon from Jiuyou was born.
"At least you have to block my sword, otherwise it would be too disappointing!" Yu Tianchou raised his arm slightly, and a black light connected to the sky and the earth suddenly slashed out, as if he was about to split the sky and the earth into two halves.
The black light fell, and the hundreds of feet tall Heavenly Punishment Holy Land seemed to have become smaller before the black light, like a fragile eggshell.
Wang Haochen's eyes condensed slightly, and his entire body of energy was poured into the spear without reservation. The surging power of the heavenly punishment in the holy realm of the Heavenly Punishment condensed on the body of the gun. The spear also instantly turned into a hundred-foot giant spear, with golden light shining, like a holy weapon of the heavenly god.
He had to block this first knife.
"boom!"
He pushed his arm and the giant spear hit out with a bang, and the gun body crushed the void.
"Bang!"
In an instant, a sword and a gun were shot above the sky, colliding with a bang, and the void exploded, as if the earth was cracking, and a terrifying and hideous crack appeared.
The terrifying power expanded and instantly shot thousands of feet into the formations around the Sky Battle arena, causing fine cracks to appear on the formations.
In the Tian Zhan ring, the demon flames rose, golden light flashed, and the chaotic mist surged, covering everything in the ring, and both of them were submerged.
Countless disciples in the sect looked at the fine cracks that appeared on the Tian Zhan ring formation, and a rich look of horror suddenly surged out.
Once the formation of the Tian Zhan ring collapses, the terrifying power of the two fighting in the ring suddenly becomes loud and falls into the sect. I am afraid that the surroundings will instantly turn into vanishing voids, and no one will survive if they are the disciples of the holy realm.
Fortunately for them, the cracks had just emerged and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and they were as close as before.
But even so, some disciples watching the game couldn't help but quietly retreat a little and avoid the central area.
In their hearts, the Tian Zhan ring has always been strong and irrefutable, enough to withstand the battle between the two elders, and there will be no fluctuations. But at this time, they seemed to have lost confidence in the Tian Zhan ring.
"snort!"
In the Tian Zhan ring, a muffled groan came out.
With the force that was swung like a hurricane, Wang Haochen's half-squatted body slowly stood up, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
"It's great to be able to catch my knife!" Yu Tianchou stood in the air, his demonic flames whistled all over his body, and his eyes were filled with a cold look.
Wang Haochen looked at Yu Tianchou, whose momentum had risen to the peak, and his eyes were slightly condensed.
Yu Tianchou's strength is indeed extremely amazing. He has tried his best, but under that knife, he is still injured.
But he didn't care, because this battle would be decided soon, and he would not be the loser.
Yu Tianchou looked down at Wang Haochen from a high place, like a god looking down at all living beings.
But after only a moment of maintenance, his face slightly condensed.
He felt a wave penetrate into the long sword in his hand, and followed his soul breath and penetrated directly into his soul.
"A little trick!" He stared at Wang Haochen and snorted coldly, and then in the sea of consciousness, spiritual consciousness surged out like a storm, blowing towards the hidden wave.
After a moment, his face changed again, and it became more and more solemn. After just two or three breaths, there was a hint of horror on his face.
"What method is this?" He couldn't help but roar in his heart, mobilizing his spiritual consciousness to intercept the fluctuation.
Chapter completed!