"Everyone in the world is a chess piece, and so are you and me. ”

Murong Chen got up from the ground with difficulty, and looked at the protector who injured him, but he didn't have the slightest surprise, but a feeling of enlightenment.

When the words landed, countless mysterious Lingchen divine lights bloomed with strange light, repairing all the injuries on his body.

He seems to have changed a person, his breath is high, he has been reborn, his divine brilliance is soaring, and there seems to be a towering god general behind him, which sets him off very extraordinary.

"Today, either you die or I die, there is no other way. ”

Murong Chen said calmly, very lightly, as if he was stating a very small and very small objective fact.

"Wrong, it's either you die or you die. ”

Su Ping's brows stretched, and he said indifferently.

There was an invincible self-confidence on his body, and the arrogant posture of the Heavenly Emperor was fully revealed.

What's weird, even if it's ominous, today the Lord is going to suppress you!

"I hope your strength can support your arrogance!"

Murong Chen raised his hand, and there was no aura around him, converging into spears.

The spear is wrapped in Lingchen divine light, and its power is extraordinary.

For a while, the spiritual power was surging, the gods were hideous, and the void began to tremble, and the monks of the Quartet were even more shaken.

"Oh my God!

"Murong Chen has such a terrifying control over Lingchen Divine Light, even some clan elders of the Murong family can't match it. ”

"This kind of power is not weaker than ordinary holy bodies at all, and even surpasses it!"

"The Holy Son is in danger, as long as he touches these divine lights, even the monks with seven changes in the dragon bones will be corrupted one by one, and the Holy Son will not be spared. ”

There are high-level sect leaders with high vision, and they are worried, and they sweat for Su Ping again.

The time of his own holy son is still too little, if he is given ten or twenty years, it is enough to grow to the height of suppressing all enemies, but there is no if.

Now Su Ping is just entering the Four Extremes Secret Realm, but he has to fight beyond a big secret realm, which is sour, who can understand.

"Despicable! He actually used Lingchen Divine Light to wrap spiritual power as an attack, what a shameless villain!"

"The realm is already higher than a secret realm, not to mention, he even uses the Lingchen Divine Light of the Evil Sect, this person really has no martial virtue. ”

"Trash!"

The disciples in the sect were equally indignant and shouted angrily.

Seeing this, Su Ping waved his hand at everyone, and said calmly: "There is no need to be angry, a little Murong Chen, like an ant, watch this Holy Son defeat him in three moves!"

"The Holy Son is mighty!"

"The Holy Son is domineering!"

"The Holy Son is immortal!"

"The appearance of the Holy Son is arbitrary for eternity!"

100,000 disciples shouted, and the sound waves soared into the sky, and the momentum was huge.

Murong Chen's protector frowned slightly, a little displeased.

Murong Chen didn't say anything about this, as if he had become a Buddha on the ground, he saw through everything, and at this moment there was only victory or defeat in his eyes, or life and death.

Victory, he lives, defeats, he dies.

Nothing else.

Honor, fame, and martial virtue could not affect him.

Taking advantage of Su Ping's words, a coldness flashed in the corner of Murong Chen's eyes, and he attacked suddenly, and the spear in his hand was suddenly thrown, followed by thousands of spear phantoms behind him.

There is a sense of oppression that thousands of arrows are fired at once, tearing the sky.

This blow has the power to shake the world.

"It's not good, he sneak attacked!" Li Rudao's face turned pale, and he instinctively shouted.

Not only him, but all the disciples in the sect suddenly changed color at this moment, and Murong Chen even attacked and attacked while Su Ping was speaking!

This blow is extremely powerful, it is a famous sage method of the Murong family, although it is not a supreme method, but because Murong Chen has cultivated it to the realm of great success, it is extremely strong, not weaker than the ordinary entry supreme method.

It is even more wrapped in endless Lingchen divine light!

Even if the high-level of the sect is hit, you will lose half your life!

Gu Shan's face changed greatly, because Murong Chen's offensive was too fierce and it was a sneak attack, Su Ping had no way to avoid it at all, and instinctively wanted to rush to the rescue, but he was suppressed by an invisible force and couldn't move.

Rumble!

None of the thousands of spirit spears missed, and they all hit Su Ping.

A violent crash sounded.

Smoke and dust rise, and the void shook.

All the disciples of the sect were silent when their hearts were all raised to their throats and eyes.

"Boss!" Li Rudao's face turned pale directly, and his face was bloodless.

"Childe!" Yuexi fell to the ground even more, as if the sky had fallen.

Several other Taoists also had drastic changes in their faces, and they were in an extremely uncomfortable mood.

The top leaders of the sect were even more extremely sad and indignant, if Murong Chen defeated Su Ping with a righteous face, they would have nothing to say, but Murong Chen was a sneak attack!

Not only did they use evil things, but they even attacked them secretly!

Murong Chen's protector was also pale at the moment, feeling that countless powerful breaths were locking him, beads of sweat were dripping down, and he said angrily:

"This damn idiot! In the Fuyao Sect, you dare to sneak attack, do you want to affect the entire Murong family?!"

Murong Chen looked at the direction of the smoke and dust, his brows tightened, and an incredible shock rose in his eyes:

"How is it possible that you can stop such a might?!"

He could sense that his offensive had suddenly slowed down when it hit the Soviet Union, and then he lost control and disconnected from him.

You know, the offensive just now is accompanied by a feather dust divine light that can corrode everything!

Or a sneak attack, in a hurry, how could Su Ping stop it?

"No, right? There won't be anyone who treats this Holy Son as an ordinary person, right?"

The smoke dissipated, and Su Ping stood in place, graceful and unstained with dust.

White-clothed and snowy, with a detached temperament.

Everyone exclaimed, the spirit returned, and the hanging heart was able to land.

The smile on the corner of Su Ping's mouth raised slightly, and he said very badly: "This Holy Son is a natural emperor, how can the attack of the ants hurt this Holy Son?

"Is it? Fuyao Sect has produced you arrogant, but it is really a misfortune for the sect through the ages. ”

Murong Chen quickly adjusted his mentality, his five fingers were weak, and the terrifying spiritual power rose to the sky, and Ling Chen's divine light swirled around his side like a river.

"This holy son is actually very low-key, and only when he kills people, he will occasionally raise his profile. ”

Su Ping's words fell, and a cold light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and the killing intent was fully revealed, and he suddenly made a move.

"Star Strike!"

The Junzi Sword bloomed with fierce brilliance, and with one sword, hundreds of small secret realms in the body, the Wheel Sea, and the two great secret realms of the Dao Palace all emitted brilliant light, and the colorful spiritual power was surging, and the powerful qi and blood were surging.

There was a stab

The sword light slashed out, domineering and extremely domineering, like a nine-day waterfall washed away, illusion as a colorful dragon, like a bamboo.

"What a domineering sword move!" Murong Chen's face changed slightly, and he shouted angrily: "However, I can't help it!"

Rumble!

Murong Chen punched out, and the monstrous divine light shone brightly.

Everyone seemed to hear the infinite fierce wail, and the fist broke through the air, as if the fierce god reappeared and shattered the void.

It directly hardened Su Ping's sword light.

Bang!

The two phases collided, like two hot meteors colliding together, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be about to burst out, raising countless flying stones and dust.

The void trembled, and the spiritual power fluctuated like ripples, expanding in all directions.

"Ahem.... cough...."

The sound of hemoptysis sounded first, and an embarrassed figure staggered back dozens of meters, and it was Murong Chen:

"How is this possible? You are not afraid of the Divine Light of Lingchen at all!"

This result made him very unbelievable, he was repulsed, and he lost in one move.

But how is this possible?

The Divine Light of Lingchen is a strange thing that has been transformed by the wrath of the ancient sages!

Everywhere he went, everything rotted.

How can Su Ping resist!

If the Supreme Holy Body is physically strong and can barely resist it, then why is the sword light released by Su Ping can also resist the Lingchen Divine Light?

"Why be afraid?"

Su Ping walked over with his sword and asked incomprehensibly, "Lingchen Divine Light may be very strong, but what you have mastered is really too weak!"