"It's... How... Possibly...."

Baal still held his axe and rushed forward, but there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

But no matter how much he didn't believe it, the fist mark on his chest couldn't be erased. The scarlet light in Baal's eyes quickly faded, fading, and finally died out. Immediately after, the surging fist exploded from his body, and pillars of light burst out, directly blasting Baal into pieces.

Bar was even killed by Chu Ling with a punch!

'Divine Fist!'

The peerless martial arts that the sword idiot has researched to dominate the universe.

Without a divine soul, even an immortal body, there is no way to be reborn.

The hearts of the people of the Dark Arbitration Department were cold. It's like being blown by the cold wind of the polar region that has been blowing for thousands of years.

"The undead god of war, Baal, is dead?"

"He was killed by a punch from the Immortal? can't even be reborn?"

"Is this Hades a man or a god?Why is it so terrifying? Even the Lord of Darkness can't stop his punch!"

If it was said that the Earl of Terror was slapped to death by Chu Ling before, they didn't believe it. So now that Barr was smashed by Chu Ling's punch, he was really born in front of him, and they already felt fear at this time.

Both the many arbiters, as well as the remaining three presiding arbitrators, felt the fear.

Chu Ling in front of him was like a god and demon, with every punch and kick, he had unrivaled power.

"You became an emperor?"

The Black Duke held the Blood Holy Grail tightly, his pupils narrowed like the tip of a needle, and he looked at Chu Ling.

"Emperor Saint?"

Chu Ling put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "I'm not an Emperor Saint yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was about to rejoice, and then they heard another sentence:

"But even if the Emperor Saint is here, I can also slap it to death with one palm!"

When Chu Ling spoke, he patted the clouds lightly, as if he was talking about slapping an ant to death.

But everyone stiffened, and no one dared to refute it. Because Chu Ling had already proved himself with his invincible might. Even the Five Dark Masters who stood at the peak of the Pseudo-Saint were not Chu Ling's opponents. The Emperor is nothing more than that.

"Let's go!"

The Black Duke and the others glanced at each other, their bodies flickered, and they instantly broke the sound barrier and shot in three directions.

They didn't even care about their men and escaped alone.

It was really Chu Ling's strength that was so terrifying that they almost thought of their invincible master.

"Want to escape?"

Chu Ling smiled contemptuously, his body flickered, and instantly turned into a phantom.

This phantom, as if it did not exist in the world, had no contact with the air at all, but it was several times faster than the sound, like a streamer, and appeared behind the left hand of the god of death in an instant.

"Ahh

The Grim Reaper wielded a dark dagger in his left hand, stabbing at Chu Ling with a colorful brilliance.

This thorn had used all his strength, and a sonic boom came from the tip of the dagger. Thirteen curses appeared one after another, with a burst of ancient incantations.

Angel's thirteenth note!

This terrifying artifact, known as the Dagger of the Gods, has more than one god and angel who have died at its hands. It is even said that 2,000 years ago, an emperor of the East also fell under it. Any strong person, once stabbed by it, will be attacked by a curse.

But in the shocked gaze of the Grim Reaper's left hand.

Chu Ling stretched out a white jade-like palm, and he actually directly held the 'God-killing Dagger'. Allowing the thirteen curses above to explode one after another, like a strange light winding up, it was helpless to Chu Ling at all. Not even on Chu Ling's palm, there was not a single scar.

"The magic weapon is not bad, but it's a pity that you are not an emperor saint and can't hurt me. ”

Chu Ling said lightly, and then slapped it out with a palm. Like the palm of the giant spirit god, it struck down from the sky. The Grim Reaper's left hand wanted to dodge, but now, at this time, his body was as if he had been immobilized, and he couldn't move.

He could only watch Chu Ling and imprint his palm on his Heavenly Spirit cover.

"Poof. ”

In the eyes of outsiders, the left hand of the Grim Reaper was like a fragile glass statue, and after being slapped by Chu Ling, it exploded inch by inch from the top of his head, and finally the whole person was smashed into pieces. The soul is even more gone.

One more palm, the Grim Reaper's left hand is dead!

Immediately afterwards, Chu Ling once again cast the Streamer Phantom Technique, and with the degree of distant sound, he caught up with the Blood Knight ten kilometers away. The blood knight still wanted to resist, but Chu Ling punched him in the chest, and even the person with the magic weapon was forced.

In the end, only the Black Duke, who ate Chu Ling's punch, half of his body was shattered, and with the protection of the Blood Holy Grail, he turned into a ray of blood and fled away in embarrassment.

Wait for Chu Ling to return to Wisteria Manor.

The whole world fell silent. Whether it was the many arbiters, or the many bystanders, even the people in the Dragon Guardian Villa, no one spoke.

Five Lords of Darkness, Four Dead and One Fleeing!

And Chu Ling, except for three punches and two palms. What a terrifying power.

"We are afraid that we will have to witness the birth of a new master. ”

The Earl of Terror is dead, the Undead God of War is dead, the Blood Knight is dead, the Left Hand of the Reaper is dead... Only the Black Duke was left seriously injured and fled.

Chu Ling's last punch pierced the void, and the space he hit seemed to be shattered. The Black Duke instigated the Silent Demon Fist to fight hard with Chu Ling, and half of his body was shattered, without the protection of the Blood Holy Grail, he almost broke his human soul with his soul.

"We won. ”

At this time, Situ Jing and the others reacted, and his face was full of joy.

And the many arbiters on the other side were like mourning and approval, their faces were pale, even if they were wearing silver masks, they could see the panic and despair in their eyes.

"Master, how to deal with these people?"

Sun Kai came with a sword.

"Your Excellency, I am the seat arbiter of the Dark Arbitration Department. ”

Among the many arbiters, there was an old man in a black robe.

The black robe on his body, inlaid with silver trim, was second only to several Grand Arbitrators. And the dark aura on the body is extremely strong.

The old man bowed slightly and said, "You have defeated the Grand Arbitrator, and we are willing to recognize your identity and status. From now on, the East and the West will no longer interfere with each other, and the previous grievances with you will also be written off, how about it?"

The spectators held their breath.

For hundreds of years, in addition to bowing to the powerful USSR. When did the Dark Arbitration bow down to a mortal?

"If you dare to besiege me, you will have to pay the price. ”

Chu Ling put his hands behind his back, and his eyes were indifferent: "Kill them!"

"You dare!"

The black-robed old man's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "These people are all descendants of the Great Blood Ancestor. You've already killed Damon and the four Blood Guards, and if you kill us, the Blood Ancestor won't let you go!"

"Then let him come to me. ”

There was no joy or sorrow on Chu Ling's face, and he was not afraid at all.

At this time, he broke through to the peak of the Spirit Venerable, and the surging body of the Xuan Spirit chased after the Emperor Saint. Coupled with all kinds of supernatural magic techniques, it is very easy to shake the Emperor Saint.