God of Defiance

"snort!"

Holy King Moyun's face turned cold and he snorted angrily. He did not immediately hand over the replica of the Emperor's Codex in his hand.

Seeing this, Chu Tian frowned slightly and said loudly again: "Senior Holy King, Yun Kong is dead. I have won. In full view of everyone, please keep your promise!"

Although he had expected the scene in front of him, he didn't expect that the other party was really planning to cheat in front of so many people in the audience!

The majestic Holy King, whose name is spread throughout Central Continent, seems to be nothing more than that.

"Who said I was dead!"

At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came out.

When Chu Tian heard the sound, he turned his head suddenly and found that there was a green Yuan Dan the size of a walnut suspended in the void not far away, with scars all over its surface!

Uh-huh!

A familiar illusory face emerged from the blue Yuan Dan, eyes wide open, glaring at Chu Tian with hatred, almost ready to spit out fire and burn Chu Tian to ashes on the spot.

If it’s not Yun Kong, who is it?

At this time, the anger in Yun Kong's heart was beyond description in any words.

Chu Tian's method of strangling him just now was so varied that it was not very clever.

But a sudden spiritual attack suddenly disrupted his resistance rhythm. As a result, he was accidentally defeated and lost his body!

This change in methods is quite a bit like folk remedies for treating serious illnesses in the secular world!

"Saint Yuandan, the remaining soul, you are indeed alive!"

When Chu Tian saw this scene, his eyes flashed and there was a trace of surprise on his face.

Obviously, he didn't expect it!

In the horrific strangulation just now, although Yunkong lost his body, he still completely preserved his Saint Yuan Dan and most of his soul!

Strictly speaking, Yun Kong is indeed not dead!

"Boy, you two have a fierce fight and no one wins!"

"According to the rules, neither of you can take away this copy of the Emperor's Codex!"

Holy King Moyun glanced at the two of them and sneered.

While sneering, he clenched his palms and was about to put away the copy of the Emperor's Codex when suddenly a murderous snort came out!

"You're not dead...don't worry, I'll let you die now!"

The moment the cold snort came out, Chu Tian's face was full of murderous intent, and he made lightning seals with both hands. The light in the palm of his right hand suddenly flashed, and a black pocket grid appeared instantly!

Swish!

As soon as this black grid appeared, Chu Tian's palm immediately stretched forward, grabbing the cyan Yuan Dan suspended dozens of feet away with lightning!

"stop!"

The moment Chu Tian took action, another loud shout sounded.

Uh-huh!

Another palm appeared in advance and grabbed the cyan Yuan Dan from the air, barely avoiding Chu Tian's capture!

At this moment, Hu Lihua, the second sword master of Eclipse Sword Palace, stood opposite, holding a cyan New Year's Day in his hand, staring at Chu Tian, ​​his face full of anger.

Yun Kong was a well-known genius of the Eclipse Sword Palace, but now his body was beaten to pieces by Chu Tian, ​​leaving only New Year's Day and his soul.

Even if he is reborn in the future, his talent will probably drop drastically, and his future will be basically ruined!

"Boy, you destroyed my body. If you don't avenge me, I, Yun Kong, will not be a human being!"

At the same time, Yun Kong's angry roar echoed over the entire square.

Uh-huh!

Although the cyan Yuan Dan was grabbed by Hu Lihua, Chu Tian's palm stretched forward did not stop at all. He continued to control the black grid and rushed towards the cyan Yuan Dan at high speed.

"well……"

Everyone at the scene sighed and shook their heads secretly when they saw this scene.

At this time, the cyan Yuan Dan and the remnant soul of Yun Kong hidden in it were firmly controlled by the powerful Saint Hu Lihua.

Even if Chu Tian tried his best, he couldn't get it back!

"Ah, no!"

But at this moment, a scream full of terror suddenly came from the blue New Year's Day!

Uh-huh!

The moment the scream came out, Yun Kong's remnant soul penetrated directly through Hu Lihua's clenched palm, was caught by the black grid in Chu Tian's palm, and was forcibly collected.

It’s all a long story, but it happens in the blink of an eye!

The whole process happened right under the eyes of the Second Sword Master Hu Lihua, but he was unable to make any effective stop!

"impossible!"

After seeing this scene, many of the powerful saints present suddenly stood up from their seats and exclaimed.

As for the few holy kings, their eyes were wide open, and their surprise was palpable.

As people who have experienced it, they know very well the powerful control ability of the Holy Master!

However, the scene that happened in front of them completely broke their inherent understanding!

A mere false saint actually snatched food from the tiger's mouth and successfully took away a remnant soul from the hands of a powerful saint. This is simply unbelievable!

"Boy, you..."

Hu Lihua was slightly dazed and stared at Chu Tian, ​​as if he had not yet fully woken up from the shock just now.

"This is the soul-binding method recorded in the quasi-immortal-level technique Tianming Shenjue. Master once demonstrated it in private back then!"

At this time, Ba Lao put his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Chu Tian, ​​with a glint of light flashing in the slits of his eyes.

Normally, Chu Tian is just a fake saint, and it is impossible to steal the soul from the saint.

However, the soul-binding method recorded in the quasi-immortal-level exercises was weird and unpredictable, but it allowed Chu Tian to complete the impossible task!

"ah!!!"

After Chu Tian captured Yun Kong's remnant soul, he squeezed it violently with his palm, and a shrill scream came out instantly, and then there was no sound at all.

At this moment, all of Yun Kong's consciousness completely disappeared from this world, leaving only a mess of gray energy, which was quickly put away by Chu Tian.

"Senior Holy King, give me the copy of the Emperor's Codex!"

Chu Tian's face was as white as paper, he was breathing heavily, his eyes were shining, and he said with a smile.

When Holy King Moyun heard this, he gritted his teeth slightly, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

At this moment, as a powerful and powerful Saint King, he actually felt like a mute eating Coptis chinensis, and he felt a strong and indescribable feeling of aggrievedness.

For him, although the replica of the Emperor's Codex in his hand was of little use, he was really unwilling to give it away for nothing.

But if he doesn’t give it away, there’s really no place for his old face!

"Boy, you are good, very good. I will remember you. You must remember to live well!"

After a breath, Holy King Moyun laughed ferociously and flicked his hand.

Uh-huh!

In an instant, the replica of the Emperor's Codex flew towards Chu Tian, ​​and was caught by Chu Tian and quickly put away.

The moment Chu Tian put away the replica, Holy King Moyun jumped up suddenly, turned into a stream of light, soared into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Lord Holy King, I also remember you, and you must live well!"

Chu Tian looked up at the empty sky, his face was cold, and he murmured in a low voice.

After a breath, he was about to turn around and walk towards Balao who was not far away. Suddenly his vision went dark and he suddenly fell to the ground, losing consciousness instantly.