Thunder Martial

Mo Yuncong blocked Zichen's way forward.

At the same time, other people appeared and blocked in other directions.

Everyone has seen Zi Chen's methods before, but now he still dares to show up to block him, which is enough to show his confidence in his combat power.

Mo Yuncong glanced at Zi Chen, and then looked at several other people, "Everyone, there is only one piece of fairy fragments, how should we distribute them?"

The battle hadn't even started yet, yet they were thinking about distribution.

Behind Zichen, a person said: "It's easy to handle, just divide it equally."

Mo Yuncong smiled slightly, "How precious are the fairy fragments, how can they be separated? What if the efficacy is greatly reduced?"

Another person said, "Then what do you say?"

Mo Yuncong said, "Or, let's wait and see what happens, each depending on chance?"

After saying this, he looked at Zi Chen.

In the previous conversation, he didn't pay attention to Zichen at all, as if Zichen had become a fish on the chopping board.

The others also looked at each other and nodded.

At this point, everyone looked at Zichen, and the power to be chosen was handed over to him.

The so-called wait and see what happens, each depends on chance, whichever direction Zi Chen breaks out from, the fairy fragment will belong to it.

Of course, the premise is that Zi Chen can be killed.

Those who dare to stand here at this moment have the lowest level of the fifth level, and they are very confident.

Zichen had no choice but just looked at Mo Yuncong.

In other words, this is his choice!

One step forward, the breath is released.

"Buzz!"

The golden light shone, causing ripples all over her body, and her robes moved with the wind.

There was regret on the faces of the others.

According to the rules,

They couldn't make a move, so they missed this opportunity.

Mo Yuncong laughed out loud, and there was excitement in the laughter, but also anger.

Because it means that among these people, he is the weakest one, otherwise why would Zi Chen look for him?

Mo Yuncong snorted coldly, "What an arrogant boy, do you think I am the weakest in battle?"

Zi Chen said lightly: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that, I just thought that you are easy to kill."

This sentence annoyed Mo Yuncong more than admitting it directly.

"Okay, what an arrogant guy! I originally thought that if you kneel down and offer the fairy fragments with both hands, and then admit your mistake, maybe I can spare your dog's life. Now that you have pissed me off, There is no chance of survival anymore."

"Let's not talk about this kind of nonsense, because Mo Yunling, who was talking nonsense last time, has already escaped with his tail between his legs. If he didn't escape quickly, his dog's life would be gone."

Zi Chen hooked his hands at the opponent, full of provocation.

"Hmph, since you want to die, I'll let you see what the blood of a Titan is!"

Mo Yuncong's body swelled instantly, and with the eruption of terrifying aura, Mo Yuncong was as tall as a mountain, and his aura was like a mountain.

The surrounding space is distorting, as if it can't bear the power emanating from his body.

"Die!"

His voice was like thunder, and he punched down suddenly, shining brightly.

Everyone in the rear felt a pressure, and their faces changed.

Fortunately, he is a member of the Titan family, this punch has already been powerful.

Faced with this punch, Zi Chen just smiled lightly, "This doesn't seem to be your strongest method."

The same punch was delivered.

Golden light shines.

Two very different fists just collided together.

"boom!"

But the effect it brought surprised everyone.

Zi Chen blocked Mo Yuncong's punch.

His volleying body did not take a step back, and countless air currents stirred around him.

It means evenly matched!

Even though everyone knew that Mo Yuncong's punch was just a test, none of them dared to underestimate Zi Chen.

Zi Chen hooked his hands at Mo Yuncong again.

Hearing those exclamations, and seeing Zichen's provocative actions, Mo Yuncong felt that his face couldn't hold back, so he also took a step forward.

The sky suddenly shook, and boundless pressure crazily swept across.

He stretched out his palm and shook it towards the void.

A large sword appeared.

The moment the great sword appeared, a terrifying coercion appeared between the heaven and the earth, and some low-level people nearby immediately felt that it became difficult to breathe.

"die!"

Holding the sword in one hand, Mo Yuncong slashed at Zi Chen.

A sword glow appeared between the sky and the earth, as if it wanted to separate the sky and the earth.

Faced with such power, Zi Chen took out the stone sword, triggered it, and blocked it.

"boom!"

The sword light impacted on the stone sword, the tyrannical force was like the impact of the galaxy, continuous, Zi Chen's body began to retreat.

It wasn't until he withdrew from Baizhang that the power of the sword was dissipated.

A strand of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

I have to admit that, apart from realm, this Mo Yuncong's comprehension of the power of the Titan is also above Mo Yunling.

Looking at the blood stains at the corner of Zichen's mouth, Mo Yuncong said disdainfully: "You were injured after taking one blow from me, how dare you speak so shamelessly here?"

He raised his foot and stomped hard towards Zi Chen.

His face was full of disdain.

Zi Chen moved back quickly to avoid the opponent's kick.

"I trampled you to death, just like trampling an ant to death!"

A loud voice sounded, and Mo Yuncong landed one foot after another.

Zi Chen turned into a streamer and began to dodge.

Suddenly, he soared into the sky, and unexpectedly, he came to Mo Yuncong's side.

Punch up.

The bright golden light erupted like a ~big sun.

"boom!"

His fist hit Mo Yuncong's chin firmly, and the tyrannical force directly knocked Mo Yuncong into the air.

The mountain-like body fell to the ground, with a movement like the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

Everyone in the distance watched this scene in disbelief.

Obviously, he did not expect that Zi Chen would be able to erupt with such a powerful force.

In other directions, someone shook his head and smiled, "Mo Yuncong, you are too kind. If you don't do your best until now, you will be laughed at."

"That's right, even if you use one ten-thousandth of the Titan's true power, you won't be knocked down with a single punch. It's good now, how many people are watching the joke."

Mo Yuncong, who fell to the ground, suddenly collapsed after the words fell.

The power that was originally stimulated disappeared at this moment.

His body returned to normal.

He stood up and looked at Zichen.

It was no different from before, but Zichen felt a strong crisis.

"I thought the first level of strength would be enough to kill him."

Mo Yuncong sighed, and said: "Now it seems that I am a little careless."

Everyone who knew Mo Yuncong was smiling.

Mo Yuncong admitted his mistake, which meant that he was going to be serious.

As the power of a titan left over from the era before the turmoil, even if Mo Yuncong couldn't fully exert his true power, as long as he used one ten-thousandth of it, it was enough to kill a mere second-level realm.

Mo Yuncong looked at Zi Chen, "Accept the trial of the True God Titan."

Behind him, there was another figure.

Tall, ethereal, unreal, mysterious.

As soon as it appeared, the surroundings were shrouded in mysterious atmosphere, as if the Kingdom of God came to the world.

The moment the phantom appeared, Zi Chen felt that he was locked by a strange force.

He tried to break free, but was unsuccessful.

Mo Yuncong stretched out his hand and slapped towards the void.

"Buzz!"

The phantom behind him also made the same movement.

As soon as the sky and the earth went dark, a palm print covering a radius of 100 zhang descended from the sky.

Zi Chen clenched his fist with his right hand and punched towards the sky.

The golden fist landed on the palm print, but it only caused some ripples, and there was no reaction at all.

The palm fell, Zichen blocked it with both hands, and countless golden energy spread like ripples.

"die!"

Mo Yuncong had no expression on his face, and made another fist movement with his outstretched right hand.

Zi Chen was tightly grasped.

He felt that his body was about to explode at any moment.

"The Immortal Golden Body!"

Zi Chen shouted angrily in his heart, the strength of his physical body was displayed to the extreme, the golden light shone, and a strong and ancient aura emerged.

Countless golden lights shot out from the clenched fist like sharp swords.

The next moment, the palm prints burst into pieces.

Zi Chen's figure appeared, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his face was a little pale.

A strange look flashed in Mo Yuncong's eyes, apparently he did not expect that the opponent could even resolve this move.

Others were also a little surprised, that palm print already had the power of a titan.

In addition to its own strength, there is also the coercion that belongs to the titan.

"Come again!"

Behind the phantom, a mysterious light wheel suddenly appeared.

At this moment, all those who looked at the phantom had the urge to bow down, as if they had seen a god.

Zi Chen's soul also received a strong impact, as if a god stood in front of him, looking down at him.

And in his heart, the feeling that I am an ant actually came into being.

"Kneel quickly!"

The majestic voice stirred in Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, there was a terrifying coercion falling on him, trying to force his body down to his knees.

"Only by you?"

A cold light flashed in Zichen's eyes, and the power of the soul immediately drove the voice away.

Then, the immortal golden body was fully triggered.

Before the turmoil, the immortal golden body was of the top physique. Although the era of turmoil is over, the immortal golden body is not something that others can trample on casually.

All the pressure was expelled and could no longer affect Zi Chen.

The golden light shines, and Zichen stands between the sky and the earth.

An inexplicable will appeared, giving people a strong impact, as if he wanted to fight against the gods.

"Um!"

Seeing Zi Chen who ignored his attack, Mo Yuncong frowned slightly, then he stretched out his hands, and then drew a mysterious rune with his left hand on the palm print of his right hand.

The right palm was slapped down suddenly!

In the sky, the palm print reappeared, and this time there was a mark of the Titan family in the center of the palm print, which made the power of this palm even more terrifying.

"Disrespect Titan, I sentence you to death!"

An indifferent and loud voice resounded between heaven and earth, and a vast will descended from the sky.

The pressure that fell on Zi Chen became more and more terrifying, and it brought a strong impact of will.

At this moment, Zichen felt that what he was fighting against was no longer a human being, but a god.

"I don't even respect the world, you are a mere titan, what a fart!"

Zi Chen gritted his teeth and roared, his life was threatened, and he didn't hold back any more.

Of course, I dare not hold back!

He took out the stone sword again.

But unlike in the past, this time he took out another light seal.

The originally quaint stone sword trembled spontaneously after the appearance of Guangyin.

One after another, the divine lines emerged by themselves.

Zi Chen integrated the light seal in his left hand into the stone sword in his right hand.

"Buzz!"

Shi Jian began to tremble violently, and a fierce sword intent rushed into the night.

This light seal is not a decisive decision.

It's a divine pattern from Dao Sword.

The reason why Shi Jian has such power comes from Dao Sword.

The palm prints with mysterious runes fell, carrying a godlike oppressive aura.

Zi Chen looked up.

Cut out with a sword.

It's not a sky-slashing technique, it's just an ordinary upward thrust with a sword.

Chi!

The whole world seems to be divided into two.

The sword light passed over the palm prints, Mo Yuncong, and the god-like phantom, and finally dissipated in the sky.

The crack left by a sword light lingered for a long time.

On both sides of the crack, the palm prints, Mo Yuncong, and the phantom of the Titan were neatly separated.