After the fist attack, Yi Chen realized that this was an excellent opportunity to defeat the god-level powerhouse of the Multi-Eyed Clan, and perhaps it was still the only chance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The speed of this punch was too fast, and the air was frantically compressed, and a piercing air explosion sounded.

The entire arm was less than the scales, Yi Chen transferred all the few three-color divine scales he had to the fist eye, devouring the spiritual power of heaven and earth at a terrifying speed, and then he burst out with the fivefold afterburner of the mysterious copper ring on his arm, and the air exploded.

Yi Chen purely punches with all his physical body, it will not be worse than an ordinary martial arts powerhouse, after the outbreak of a five-fold attack, considering the suddenness of this punch, the power is equivalent to the peak of the martial domain, after adding the three-color god scales, not only the strength has skyrocketed again, but also has the power of law damage, the power of this punch is comparable to the attack of a god-level powerhouse.

The god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan did not dare to underestimate this fist, and the three supernatural eyes that had completed the warm-up were instantly opened, which were charming, weak, and strong.

The light of weakness shines on the fist, reducing its power; The enchanting light shot at Yi Chen, trying to confuse his spirit so that he could not lock on to the enemy, and the powerful light was blessed on the god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan, and his entire body was quickly armored, and his defense increased dramatically.

It's a pity that Yi Chen's punch is based on the power of blood and qi, containing the power of heavenly fire, supplemented by the spiritual power of heaven and earth devoured by the three-color divine scales, and weakness is only effective for spiritual power, and the effect is discounted.

The light of charm is brilliant and brilliant, but the surface of the is light, and it is useless, Yi Chen simply closed his eyes, his fist still swelled and went straight to the god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan as if his eyes were raised, Yi Chen's body feeling was not affected by the light of charm at all.

The armor is effective, but it is tantamount to a great shame for a god-level powerhouse to be beaten and forced to defend by a martial arts powerhouse.

Especially since his defenses have been breached!

When Yi Chen's fist approached the enemy, the void suddenly burst into flames, burning violently, and the blazing heat instantly distorted the void, causing the judgment of the god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan to make a momentary error.

That's when it happened

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, Yi Chen punched the power of armor, and the terrifying heavenly fire flew into the air, instantly spreading to the head of the god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan, enveloping all his supernatural eyes.

Bright light, thunder, and heavenly fire are the nemesis of all eyes.

Yi Chen did not deliberately display the power of Heavenly Fire in the previous battle, making the god-level powerhouse of the Duomu Clan mainly afraid of his Nine Dragons Scepter.

This sudden outbreak immediately reaped miraculous results.

Tianhuo killed the immortal god-level powerhouse, but it severely damaged the divine power of the god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan, which was equivalent to forcibly breaking the arm he relied on the most, and the shock caused was unimaginable.

The best pinnacle artifact, the Nine Dragons Scepter, immediately attacked, and Yi Chen entered all the remaining spiritual power in his body into the Nine Dragons Scepter, and his mind was engrossed in visualizing the magnificent scene of the Nine Dragons flying together.

"Woo woo"

Nine dragon phantoms, including the Hidden Dragon, the Divine Dragon, the Cloud Dragon, the Thunder Dragon, the Fire Dragon, the Blood Dragon, the Raging Dragon, the Tyrannosaurus, and the Dinosaur, roared out from the Nine Dragons Scepter in an instant, exuding terrifying dragon might, and pounced on the god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan.

The hidden dragon is deep, the divine dragon is chic, the cloud dragon is ethereal, the thunder dragon is majestic, the fire dragon is blazing, the blood dragon is hideous, the angry dragon is manic, the tyrannosaurus is murderous, and the dinosaur is insidious.

A destructive aura filled the heavens and the earth, and only endless divine light shone in the air.

A series of explosions, accompanied by terrible screams, were not heard again.

The seven god-level powerhouses of the multi-eyed clan who were watching the battle were shocked, and through telepathy, they knew that the old seven were in danger.

However, in the face of the terrifying pressure of the best peak artifact, the god-level powerhouse had to deal with it carefully, not to mention saving people, and even he was forced to retreat.

The supreme magic weapon of the best pinnacle artifact imprinted with the traces of the Great Dao is something that should not exist in the Nether.

"Damn, I'm afraid the seventh is more than lucky!" The short and fat god-level powerhouse shuddered, how could he have any spirit at this moment, and the whole thing was like a lost dog.

"You dead crow's mouth, after today, if you don't quit gambling, let's cut off our robes and break our righteousness, without you as a brother!" The other six people reprimanded angrily in unison, and they blamed Lao Qi's defeat on the fact that the short and fat god-level powerhouse had made a bet that "the winner will inevitably be divided within a hundred moves".

Based on the idea of the short and fat old man at that time, Yi Chen died within a hundred moves, and it was almost a sure settlement. But with the aura that he would lose every gamble he was forced to come home for, he was stunned and lost again.

When the smoke cleared, a terrifying pit appeared on the ground, and the cracks were dense and curved, like the mouth of a demon.

Lao Qi was lying in the center of the big pit, his face was charred black, his whole body armor was broken, the fragments of the magic weapon were scattered all over the place, and his breath was dying, obviously he would not live long, but Yi Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Avenge me!" Lao Qi smiled miserably, and after finishing speaking, he sprayed blood wildly and died of anger.

A god-level powerhouse, a generation of Tianjiao, fell in this nameless place.

His injuries may still be saved, because the vitality of a god-level powerhouse is too strong, as long as it is not instantaneous, there is a way.

It's just that he feels that in the midst of such an injury, even if he is cured, he will definitely fall into the realm, at least he will return to the realm of martial arts, or at worst he will become an ordinary mortal, and he will not be able to cultivate for the rest of his life, and he will never be able to take revenge with his own hands.

So after Lao Qi finished speaking, he didn't wait for his companions to come to the rescue and killed himself.

The other seven god-level powerhouses of the multi-eyed clan also understood this, and it was boring to change to the position of the seventh in their own position.

"Kill!" Without any extra nonsense, the seven god-level powerhouses of the Duomu clan rose into the air and chased after Yi Chen.

This time, the multi-eyed clan was thrown into the face, if it was said that Fanxing's injury was an accident, but this time the dignified god-level powerhouse was in front of the other seven people, and in the head-to-head battle, he was severely injured by a little guy in the martial arts realm and fell gloomily.

Yi Chen didn't know if the god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan who was fighting against him was dead, and he could only conclude that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die. But whether the enemy lives or dies, the other seven will never let him go.

Yi Chen's current situation is very bad, during the battle, his body was seriously injured, coupled with the use of the Nine Dragons Scepter to fight with god-level powerhouses twice in a row, the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, and there was nothing left, if he couldn't recover in time, it would cause the Purple Mansion to shrink and suffer irreversible damage.

But he didn't have time to heal his wounds, so he ran desperately.

There was a sound of breaking the air behind him, Yi Chen didn't have to look back, he knew that the enemy was chasing him, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, he was still too impulsive, it seemed that he was going to bury his bones here today.

Yi Chen was about to die and struggle, when a lazy voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"The Duomu clan is really ****** majestic, and they actually dispatched seven god-level powerhouses to hunt down and kill a young man in the martial arts realm, and it is really a big deal, and it is worthy of being the most powerful branch of the Martial God Sect of the Terran Race!" The person who spoke kept sneering, trying his best to mock, and said that the faces of the seven god-level powerhouses of the Duomu clan were hot for a while.

Especially when this person appeared silently, if he hadn't taken the initiative to speak out, none of the seven god-level powerhouses of the Duomu clan would have known in advance, showing a good strength.

When Yi Chen heard this voice, he was immediately surprised and delighted, he came too timely!

However, Yi Chen thought about it, and then he was gloomy, the enemy of the Duomu clan was too strong, and he not only couldn't help when he came, but he might also put his life into it.

"Who is the rat generation, who dares to mock my multi-eyed clan for doing things?" The powerhouse of the Duomu Clan, who was about to attack Yi Chen, immediately stopped when he heard the words, and turned his head to look coldly at the place where the voice came from.

"The more the Duomu clan lived, the more they went back, they had no dignity as a warrior at all, and they acted despicably and shamelessly, if you dare to do it, don't you dare to admit it? Can't you let others tell you? Behind the ancient tree, a big man swaggered out, staring at the god-level powerhouse of the multi-eyed clan with disdain.

Yi Chen suddenly smiled, this person was the Candle Dragon Batian, who had not seen him for a few days, and he had broken through and become a demon god-level powerhouse.

The combat power of the demon race is terrifying, the demon body is strong, and the strength exceeds that of the human race of the same level, but it is also several times more difficult to break through, and the demon god-level powerhouse is much less than the human race.

However, once they break through, the demon god-level demon clan can generally compete with two or three Terran-level martial god-level powerhouses, unless they encounter a pervert like Yi Chen.

Since the Candle Dragon Batian is a demon god level, even if he can't defeat the seven people of the Duomu clan to join forces, it is not difficult to escape with Yi Chen!

"Who is Your Excellency, who insists on meddling in the affairs of the Duomu Clan, aren't you afraid of the Martial God Pope's retaliation?" Feeling the terrifying aura of the Candle Dragon Tyrant, the Duomu clan obviously had a little more fear, and raised the name of the Martial God Sect to try to subdue the other party.

"Don't pull a tiger skin as a banner at every turn, although I am just a passerby, but I am a road uneven, draw a knife to help, have the ability to fight with me, bully a little guy in the realm of martial arts, what kind of ability?" The candle dragon overlord made up his mind to intervene, so as not to bird the Martial God Pope.

"Since you don't know whether you live or die, I'll play with you." The short and fat old man said coldly.

"Okay, I like cheerful people, and I also briskly leave a sentence, as long as you can pick me up three times, I will leave immediately, and I don't care about your multi-eyed clan!" Candle Dragon Batian said with a smile, and added a sentence in his heart: But Boss Yi's affairs are in charge of Lao Tzu!

"A gentleman's word!" The short and fat old man trembled angrily, everyone is a god-level powerhouse, and the words of the candle dragon tyrant are too much to take him seriously.

"Whip the horse!" The candle dragon Batian smiled, the battle intent in his eyes rose, and a golden light suddenly flashed in his hand, and a golden hammer larger than a cowhide drum appeared.

The pupils of the short and fat old man shrank suddenly, and a chill welled up in his heart for no reason.

As a god-level powerhouse, all of them have extraordinary knowledge, and since he saw Yi Chen's beast-style combat rhythm, he has developed a fear of fast and violent fighting.

Yi Chen is just a martial arts powerhouse, and he has caused one death and one injury to the god-level powerhouse of the Duomu clan, and he is disgraced.

And the Candle Dragon Overlord exudes the aura of a god-level powerhouse, there will be no fake, even if it is not as perverted as Yi Chen's top-grade peak artifact, but it is definitely not easy to deal with.

But as soon as the words come out, they are like water that has been spilled out, and cannot be taken back.

The short and fat old man took the plunge, hoping that the other six would make a move at the critical moment.