After truly seeing Huo Tianzun's majesty and strong strength, Wang Ying wisely chose to flee and abandon his companions.

However, when Wang Ying's figure appeared in front of Huo Tianzun very abruptly, everyone's pupils shrank, and Huo Tianzun felt a chill down his spine.

Huo Tianzun was not at the peak of the Saint King Mirror, and he reacted in an instant, ready to fight back.

But before he could launch a counterattack, Huo Tianzun felt a tens of millions of catties of oppressive force pressing down on him in all directions.

It was like being crushed by the Tianshan Mountain, this huge force, in a moment, overwhelmed him.

Immediately afterwards, only to hear a loud bang, people saw that Wang Ying just slapped Huo Tianzun in the face, directly smashing the power of the rules that Huo Tianzun hastily released, as well as the holy power protector.

When you reach the level of the Holy King, you generally don't fight in close quarters, once you get close, it's life and death hand-to-hand combat, either you die or I live.

Obviously, Wang Ying chose to get close this time, confident that he has an overwhelming advantage.

In fact, under Wang Ying's palm, there was a faint sound of bones shattering.

With just one palm, Wang Ying smashed Huo Tianzun's skull, making his entire face extremely distorted.

You know, a human skull is the hardest, let alone the skull of a top Saint King?

Unexpectedly, he was shattered by Wang Ying's slap!

At this moment, the audience was silent, and the air was suddenly quiet.

Bluetooth and many saint kings were dumbfounded.

What's going on?

"So you're so weak. ”

Wang Yingfeng's light words directly suppressed all the Saint King Mirror characters of the Yuanyang Holy Gate.

The young man in white stood in the void with his hands in his hands, his expression leisurely, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"How is this possible?"

Looking at Wang Ying's extremely chic figure, Bluetooth's eyes were about to pop out.

Huo Tianzun was a monster who had stayed at the top Saint King level for almost tens of thousands of years, and the strength and experience he possessed were far beyond what ordinary top Saint Kings could imagine.

Even in the Yuanyang Holy Gate, the heirs of the Holy Emperor from the East have to give three points to Huo Tianzun.

However, Wang Ying slapped Huo Tianzun's head directly with a palm, simple, and without any fancy words?

Wang Ying's power is more than 10 million catties?

Those Saint King Mirror powerhouses standing behind Bluetooth were even more frightened, and they were completely speechless.

Among the Eastern Holy Gate, in addition to the Holy Emperor Mirror, Huo Tianzun is the strongest person, and on weekdays, even if he is the top Saint King of the same realm, Huo Tianzun is in awe.

Wang Ying can easily defeat him, doesn't that mean that if Wang Ying wants them, it will be as simple as killing a chicken?

Thinking of this, most of the Saint King Realm powerhouses present panicked for a while.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be successful and getting five hundred pretending points. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be successful and getting five hundred pretending points. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be successful and getting five hundred pretending points. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully killing a top Saint King, rewarding the high-level upgrade Divine Pill fragments......"

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"Retreat!"

Facing Wang Ying's evil god, Bluetooth's face turned pale, although he wanted to avenge his master, but Wang Ying was too strong and had to choose to retreat.

For a time, the holy kings who came to the Holy Gate from the east were all relieved, and the mighty army faded like a tide.

"Kill!"

At the same time, Wang Ying also coldly ordered.

With Wang Ying's order, in the Eastern Zhou City, there were strong figures, in all directions, there were crowds of people, and there were as many as five hundred, all of which were composed of the strong people of the Holy King Mirror.

For a time, outside the city of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, there was a boil.

Wang Ying's eyes were cold.

In the face of the enemy's eastward coming to the Holy Gate, Wang Ying naturally would not be merciful.

Today, he is going to kill on a killing spree so that he can ascend to the realm of the Holy Emperor as soon as possible!

Hundreds of Saint King Mirror powerhouses are all the elites of the Yuanyang Holy Gate, their eyes are like electricity, their figures are like the wind, and they are vigorous.

In contrast, the Donglai Holy Gate was frightened because of Huo Tianzun's tragic death, and most of them had already lost their will to fight, even if they were fighting, they were fighting and retreating.

The Saint King Legion of the Eastern Holy Gate, which had thousands of lineups, was actually pressed and beaten by hundreds of Saint King figures at this moment.

If this matter is spread, it will definitely be a big joke for thousands of years in the Holy Gate from the East!

"Go!"

The Taixuan Sword in Wang Ying's palm took off his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the Taixuan Sword with Ling Yan sword qi instantly pierced the void.

The sword he sent out casually was enough to form an incomparably terrifying sword aura in the void, and the seven or eight Saint King figures who fled slowly were all subjected to fatal attacks and were directly crushed and crushed.

After training in the primeval forest, although Wang Ying was not promoted to the Holy Emperor realm for the time being, he not only recovered his peak combat power, but also became more powerful than the peak at that time.

His physical body, divine sense, rule power, and holy power had all reached an unprecedented peak state.

He wants to be promoted to the realm of the Holy Emperor in the most perfect state!

In other words, Wang Ying is very likely to become the most perfect Saint Emperor in the history of the Holy Realm!

Such a Holy Emperor, how can his combat power be several times that of the Holy Emperor of the same realm?

At this time, Wang Ying's figure was like thunder and lightning, and he alone entered the Holy King's army of the Holy Gate from the east, just like a tiger like a sheepfold, invincible, and no one was invincible.

Whether it was a middle-level Saint King, a high-level Saint King, or even a top-level Saint King, they couldn't resist Wang Ying's sword, punch, or palm.

With a single sword he swept away, he was able to take the lives of more than a dozen Saint King powerhouses, and slaughtering people was really as easy as killing chickens.

However, in just a few minutes, Wang Ying killed at least two or three hundred Saint Kings.

This scene directly made those Saint King Mirror powerhouses who came to the Holy Gate from the east scared their farts and urine, their souls scattered, and they fled desperately.

At this time, Wang Ying's eyes suddenly stared at a young man in a light blue robe.

was stared at by Wang Ying like this, and the whole person trembled instantly, as if he was being stared at by a ghost.

Wang Ying also remembered this person, and he had a good conversation with the so-called Huo Tianzun before.

What else did Huo Tianzun say, within ten moves, Wang Ying would definitely lose.

If Bluetooth knew that Wang Ying was so strong, Bluetooth would never dare to say something like that, and would not even dare to look directly into Wang Ying's eyes.

"Boom!"

Wang Ying volleyed a punch towards Bluetooth Yaoyao, which immediately exploded the void in front of him, producing an incomparably terrifying spatial fluctuation.

The terrifying power of the concussion shook wildly towards Bluetooth like lightning, causing his complexion to change wildly.

(End of chapter)