Urban Medical God

"No! It's the apostle of the Judgment Temple, Chen Zhao! He was the one who injured my grandfather a hundred years ago!"

Mo Hanxi exclaimed when he saw the figure in the sky.

"Apostle of the Judgment Temple?"

Ye Chen was also shocked. Seeing the menacing appearance of this group of people, it was obvious that they had bad intentions.

Mo Hanxi said: "The core magical power of the Judgment Temple is called the Seventy-Two Heavenly Array of Judgment. You have also seen it. That formation requires seventy-two people to perform. There are seventy-two apostles of the Temple. They all set up the formation. Each of the cores is extremely powerful. This Chen Zhao is one of the seventy-two apostles, and his cultivation level is probably at the sixth or seventh level of Taizhen Realm."

Ye Chen said: "The sixth and seventh levels of Taizhen Realm are not too powerful."

Mo Hanxi said: "No, every apostle can borrow the power of the magic weapon of the Judgment Temple. The strength cannot be judged on the surface. The real combat power is even enough to cross several small realms! Easily fight across levels! "

"What?"

Ye Chen was quite surprised. Looking at the phantom of the Holy Temple Palace suspended high in the sky, he felt an extremely huge pressure. The pressure was much greater than when he faced Lin Qi.

The entire Feifeng Ancient City and the Mo family members in the city were extremely shocked when they saw the sudden arrival of the Holy Temple Apostles. They all pulled out their weapons and magic weapons, preparing to face the enemy.

Under the Fengqi Treasure Tree, many direct bloodline disciples of the Mo family were even more shocked. They did not expect that there would be an attack by the apostles of the temple.

"No, Patriarch, the Judgment Temple is attacking! The visitor is none other than the former apostle Chen Zhao!"

Someone reported to the clan leader Mo Yuanzhou, their voice full of anxiety.

Mo Yuanzhou had already heard the noise outside and strode out.

"Chen Zhao! How did you break through the protective formation of my Mo family?"

Looking at the powerful figure holding a heavy sword in the sky, Mo Yuanzhou's expression suddenly changed.

Feifeng Ancient City, the home of the Mo family, is protected by a large formation. If an enemy attacks, the formation will be activated immediately, making it difficult for the enemy to attack.

Even if the formation is broken by force, a huge price will be paid.

"The Holy Spirit used his life essence and blood to silently destroy your formation. If you are destroyed today, you will be considered a worthy death."

"Mo Yuanzhou, hand over the Phoenix Treasure Tree and the Young Phoenix Heavenly Sword, and I will leave you a whole body!"

Chen Zhao smiled coldly, slashed with his heavy sword, and exploded down in the air. The white holy light on the sword shone, faintly echoing the phantom of the Holy Temple and Palace in the sky.

This sword actually has the power of the Holy Temple!

"It turns out that he is the Lord of Judgment. He doesn't hesitate to sacrifice his own foundation and is trying to hurt both sides. Does he also want my Mo family to be destroyed?"

Mo Yuanzhou's pupils shrank, he must know that the Judgment Temple was the magic weapon of the ancestors of Wanxu in the past, and its divine power was truly indescribable.

Facing the normal Chen Zhao, he was not afraid, but facing Chen Zhao who was blessed by the power of the Judgment Temple, he had no chance of winning!

This is the terrifying power of the Wanxu Ancestor’s magic weapon!

It can even be said that Chen Zhao is his nemesis at this moment!

Seeing Chen Zhao slashing down with his sword, Mo Yuanzhou felt endless pressure. However, the life and death of the entire clan depended on one strike, and he must not back down.

"Thousands of ices turn into swords, kill!"

Mo Yuanzhou shouted loudly, pulled out his long sword, and flew up. The sword rolled up the billowing frost and cold air. As the cold air roared, it turned into a thousand ice swords and slashed towards Chen Mandrill.

"Little tricks!"

Chen Man looked at it with disdain, and still slashed down with the thunderous sword. First there was a bang, and then there was a burst of snap, and the thousand ice swords were broken by him in one fell swoop.

"What!"

Mo Yuanzhou was shocked when he saw Chen Zhao looking so ferocious.

In the distance, Ye Chen and Mo Hanxi were rushing to the battlefield.

When Ye Chen saw Mo Yuanzhou's method of turning Qian Bing into a sword, his heart suddenly shook and he said, "Why is it so familiar to Qian Bing into a sword?"

The cause and effect of this is really mysterious and mysterious.

"Thousand Ice Sword Formation!"

In the sky, Mo Yuanzhou was unwilling to fail and took action again. The ice swords gathered together and turned into a terrifying giant sword thousands of feet long, and fiercely killed Chen Mandrill.

"Still not giving up? I have been protected by the power of the Holy Temple, and my strength is far greater than before. How can you be my opponent?"

Chen Zhao watched the huge ice sword slashing at him without any fear. He swung out his left fist violently, and holy light that was more brilliant than the sun surged out from his fist.

"Holy Hall Fist of the North Star!"

With a loud shout, Chen Mandrill's holy fist was punched out like a dragon, and the edge of the fist scraped through the air, making a sharp sonic boom sound.

boom!

With a punch, Mo Yuanzhou's ice sword was immediately destroyed.

Even Chen Zhao's fist still maintained its power, and it hit Mo Yuanzhou's chest like a thunderous punch.

Click!

Mo Yuanzhou's ribs were shattered on the spot, and he spat out blood from his mouth. The blood even contained some internal organ fragments, and he was seriously injured by a punch.

boom!

His body was smashed to the ground like a cannonball.

"Clan leader!"

The surrounding Mo family members suddenly exclaimed.

"father!"

When Mo Hanxi saw this, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Hehehe, you are a bunch of ants. The Holy Lord asked me to come and test you. Who would have thought that your Mo family is so useless? I, as an apostle, can kill all of you! Kill them all and take away the Fengqi Treasure Tree!"

Chen Zhao shouted, and hundreds of disciples wearing holy armor behind him shouted in unison, descending to the Mo family like gods descending to earth.

Mo Yuanzhou was seriously injured and dying, and the Taoist spirit of the entire Mo family was almost shattered. Seeing the disciples from the temple coming to kill them, their momentum lost a bit, and they could only defend themselves in embarrassment.

Ye Chen looked at the melee, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and anger arose in his heart.

"Unforgivable!"

Ye Chen stared at Chen Zhao in the sky, his eyes filled with murderous intent, he stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body rose into the sky.

The Mo family had his own cause and effect, and now that he saw the Mo family in trouble, he naturally couldn't sit idly by.

"Hongmeng Starry Sky, open!"

Ye Chen shouted loudly, and the Hongmeng Starry Sky opened directly. Wisps of Hongmeng auspiciousness appeared in the sky, and the bright stars were shining.