Chapter 2767: Battle
Cato is ranked eighty-three, and the monk is only one hundred and five at best, and the two are not on the same level at all.
The main thing is that the monk is only level eight, so how can Cato put such an existence in his eyes?
Energy vibrated from all around him, divine light was released from the armor, and Kato rushed towards the monk.
The sound of Zen chanting sounded, and the light shield in the monk's hand appeared, don't look at his usual shouting louder than anyone else, but he was also more afraid of death than anyone else.
He doesn't rush until he's unsure of his opponent's strength.
The light shield stands in front of it, and the lines on it light up to form a defense.
This is the shield.
One of the Nine Extremes of the Star of Life.
It has the title of the strongest defense.
Cato threw a punch, and the space around him distorted, and great power surged.
Rumble!
The fist hit the light shield, and the divine light and the Buddha's light exploded, and the terrifying fluctuations scattered in all directions.
The monk's body shook and flew upside down for nearly 100 meters.
The light on the shield was full of brilliance, defusing the power of this blow for him.
Stabilizing his body, the monk stared at Cato and said, "The strength is good, but it is impossible to break through the Buddha's defenses!"
Cato's eyes flashed, and the divine light shrank, and he stepped on the divine step to kill the monk.
Rumble!
The energy shook again, the monk retreated, the light shield provided him with the strongest defense, and Cato still did not break it.
Looking at the monk's impregnable defense, the faces of the gods watching the battle in the distance showed shock.
All this was not out of Zi Chen's expectations, if there was a monk blocking Kato, then he would be able to free his hands to fight.
In other words, the other seven ranked gods are not weak.
"Kill!"
The demon ape rushed forward, he was wearing a general's armor and holding a black stick in his hand, and boundless black energy overflowed through the gaps in the armor, enveloping his body.
The increase in the combat power of the general armor on him is limited, and the most important thing is defense.
Lu Peng stood on top of the sky, the array flag beside him floating in the air, ready to stir up a large array at any time.
The stars and thunder rushed forward, each heading towards a ranked god general.
"Heavenly thunder, fall!"
Thunder rolled above the sky, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, with a huge momentum, like a swooping thunder dragon.
He faced the god general ranked 105, and the other party held a long sword in his hand, and the divine light on the sword body was shining, and a sword stabbed towards the sky.
The gods will meet the heavenly thunder, and the roaring sound will continue to sound, forming waves of powerful qi scattered in all directions.
The starlight appeared in the sky, and the power of the stars fell on the stars, rendering the divine armor on his body silver.
He held a magic knife in his hand and slashed forward.
A star fell from the sky and landed on the divine sword, and the aura on the divine knife became tyrannical, and the divine light of the sword also turned pure silver at this time.
His opponent is the No. 104 God General.
"Whew!"
A sharp sword qi broke through the air and went straight to a divine general, and the eight sword intents were swirling, rushing towards the sky.
A woman with a sword walked in the air, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her beauty was matchless, her figure was tall and slender, and her skin radiated a jade-like light.
Wang Xian'er was like an immortal in the dust, and her sword aura rose to the sky, facing a ranked god general.
At this moment, the eyes of many god generals were attracted by Wang Xian'er.
There are a lot of goddesses in the world of heaven, and there are even more of them with superior appearance, but there are few who are as beautiful as Wang Xian'er.
The most important thing is that she is only level eight, but she dares to draw her sword against the ranking god general, which is unprecedented.
Compared with Wang Xian'er, some existences such as Dragon and Tiger Supreme and Flying Divine Tiger jointly attacked, although the power was equally huge, but it was not as attractive as Wang Xian'er.
Everyone chose their opponents one after another, leaving only one god general ranked one hundred and seven, and in addition to Zhang Haotian, who disappeared, Zichen was left without a move.
He looked at the One Hundred and Seven Divine Generals, and the divine light on his body burst out, and a terrifying aura was released.
The armor seemed to come to life on him, releasing a powerful aura, and the lines on the spear lit up one by one.
The spear began to tremble, and there was great power in it.
The god walked forward, and he rushed forward, a shot forward.
The divine light on the spear was surging, and a spear shot out through the spear, piercing through the void and heading straight for the opponent.
The one hundred and seventh-ranked god general let out a loud shout, and the long knife in his hand slashed forward, and the sword and spear met like a match.
The powerful force explodes, and the two attacks dissipate.
"Hmph, one hundred and three is nothing more than that!"
The sword-wielding god snorted coldly, and his expression became cold.
Zi Chen rushed out of the surging energy and shot towards the god general in front of him.
The god will block with a sword, and with a roar, the body will fall backwards.
Swish!
Zi Chen rushed forward with a gun, the divine light was surging, the spear smashed like a stick, and the sound of whistling sounded.
The god gritted his teeth and crossed the blade with both hands.
Rumble!
The divine light exploded, and the body of the god fell towards the earth.
Zi Chen's strength is very strong, and from the bright side, he can suppress the one hundred and seventh ranked god general.
But it's just suppression, and it's obviously impossible to break the defense in a short period of time.
In everyone's opinion, this is a normal battle, if there is not much difference in the rankings between the ranking gods and generals, it is difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time when there are all generals.
It's just that Zi Chen is obviously the strongest in the team, but now he is entangled by the lowest-ranked god general, so the battles in several other places don't look so optimistic.
Because as time goes on, the gap between the two sides will become more and more obvious.
Yi Qian looked at the battle in front of her, and her expression did not change much.
Bensenlu was sneering, he had summoned so many gods and generals this time, naturally for the current scene.
The exhibition of the battle situation is very much in line with his expectations.
A group of eighth-level gods, how could they be the opponents of ninth-level ranked god generals.
This kind of battle situation can no longer last for a quarter of an hour, and the people on Zi Chen's side will soon be defeated.
Everyone can see the problem.
It was true that within a quarter of an hour, the tide of battle had changed.
Sword ancestor monuments appeared beside Wang Xian'er, these sword ancestor tablets formed a domain, and she stood in the field, releasing dazzling light on her body, like a female god of war.
The eight sword intents fell from the sword ancestor monument and merged into the sword body, and the entire sword body released a dazzling light.
Wang Xian'er stepped forward with a sword.
The ranking god general who was also in the realm felt the pressure, his face changed slightly, and he held a weapon to block.
A sonorous sound came out, and the weapon in the opponent's hand flew out of his hand.
The sword-wielding sword pierced into the chest of the ranked god general, blocking the defense on the surface of the armor.
"You can't break my defenses!" the ranking god said coldly.
Airplanes!
At this moment, a tremor was heard beside him, and a figure appeared.
The other party held a long knife in his hand, and his body was surrounded by two rays of energy, and he slashed forward with one sword.
Eight sword intents were swirling above the long knife, scattering powerful fluctuations.
Disheveled!
The long knife landed on top of the armor defense, and the armor defense began to twist and tremble, and then exploded.
At the moment when the defense exploded, a black shadow appeared silently.
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