Chapter 1710: Whose Hand Is the Deer Dead (Part II)
ps: Last night, lightning and thunder roared, a long thunderbolt slashed down, and the computer motherboard was gloriously sacrificed again!
"You have condensed the Fifth Origin Body?"
Zhao Zun's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes stared straight at the white-clothed figure, and there seemed to be a big wave in his heart.
A few days ago, the scene of Ye Chen hitting Wei Zun with a sword left a deep impression on Zhao Zun.
Condense the body of the four origins, that terrifying sword style.
To some extent, Zhao Zun no longer had any contempt for Ye Chen.
However, he never expected that in just a few tens of days, Ye Chen had actually condensed the Fifth Dao Origin Body again.
"Condensing the Fifth Dao Origin Body, his strength has skyrocketed several times!"
Zhao Zun felt a hint of retreat in his heart, but he was immediately vetoed again, "Even if you condense the Fifth Origin Body, you haven't broken through your own shackles and haven't stepped into the realm of seeking defeat!"
"The gap between him and the deity is also irreparable, this is the gap in the realm!"
Restraining the shock in his eyes, Zhao Zun's gaze became cold again, and he said coldly: "Condensing the Fifth Origin Body, is this what you have to rely on?"
Boom! The vines around the trees, which had been shattered by the sword qi, spread again and morning.
The giant wheel of time slowly turned, and the vines returned to their original state.
Time back! Ye Chen watched this scene quietly, and the Bodhi behind him had gradually become vain, and the endless power of cause and effect flowed in his body.
Using such energy to devour these causal powers, Ye Chen's face turned slightly pale, but the moment Ye Chen stood up, the entire heaven and earth trembled, and an irresistible sharp edge rose up on Ye Chen's body.
It seems that this sky, this earth, can no longer accommodate this snow-like white-clothed figure.
This temperament made Zhao Zun a little uneasy. He's so calm, so calm that it's terrifying.
Wen Ran chuckled, looked at Zhao Zun with a little pity, and said with deep meaning: "Cultivation can never represent strength, strength is displayed with the sword in your hand, not by cultivation!"
After speaking, Wen Ran's figure was like the falling petals, falling backwards lightly.
Even though the trees and vines around him were criss-crossed, they still couldn't stop Wen Ran's retreat.
Hearing the pity in Wen Ran's words, Zhao Zun didn't care. Being able to come to the point where they are, they are all extremely confident in their own strength, and the realm of defeat is enough to be proud of the warriors under the realm of defeat.
"Even the strongest praying mantis has the sharpest arms, which also changes the fact that it is a praying mantis, after all, it is the mantis arm that blocks the car!" In Zhao Zun's eyes, Ye Chen was just a tricky praying mantis.
And he is the roaring carriage, with his absolute strength. Enough to crush this praying mantis.
Zhao Zun's right hand was slowly raised, the cold tip of the sword pointed at Ye Chen, and said lightly: "If you don't seek defeat, you will end up as an ant!"
"Mole ants?" Ye Chen said lightly. The endless sword qi around his body lingered, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and his sharp aura was compelling, "When I was in the Qi Martial Realm." Someone told me that if you don't enter the soul martial arts, you will eventually become an ant. Later, that person died in the hands of the Qi Martial Realm Ants!" Speaking of this, Ye Chen took a step forward and said slowly: "And when I was in the Soul Martial Realm, some people said that if you don't enter the Spirit Martial Realm, you will end up as an ant, and that person will also die!"
"You say, will the fate of those people be your fate?" Ye Chen said that he was going to kill Zhao Zun today.
Indeed, after Zhao Zun appeared, Ye Chen's heart was already full of murderous intent, especially when he noticed the injuries on Zhao Zun's body, Ye Chen knew that today was the best time to kill Zhao Zun.
Leaving the Zhuzi Sword Tomb, Zhao Zun did not have any breath, rushed back to Zhao State thousands of miles, and was shocked to hear that Zhao State had changed greatly, and immediately rushed here, and the injuries on his body were not alleviated in any way.
Coupled with the condensation of the Fifth Origin Body and the evolution of the Twenty-second Sword, even if he did not step into the realm of seeking defeat, at this moment, Ye Chen was sure of killing Zhao Zun.
The two sides confronted each other in the void, their terrifying gazes colliding together, setting off bursts of spatial ripples, both sides were sure of killing each other, and they also believed that the other party would fall under their own swords.
"You are very confident!" Zhao Zun said coldly, looking at Ye Chen as if looking at a corpse.
"After I learned about the existence of the Tiangang Lords, I firmly believed that one day, the sword in my hand would be inserted into the bodies of the Tiangang Lords, and their souls would be torn apart, leaving nothing left!" Ye Chen said calmly, his gaze was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, even in the face of Zhao Zun's majestic coercion, his expression was always so calm and light, as if nothing in this world could move Ye Chen.
Wen Ran looked at Ye Chen with bright eyes, and said with words in his mouth: "A confident man is always so attractive, Ye Lang, the heart of the slave family has fallen again!"
"Insert into the body of the deity?" Zhao Zun pointed to his chest, with the tone of an elder, and said coldly: "It is a good thing for young people to have self-confidence, but they are often confident and do not have the strength to match, then it is not called self-confidence, but arrogance!"
"Often, hubris comes at a price!"
"Five generations, today, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"
The voice of the ice dragon turned into the sound of heaven and earth, and the rumbling sound was endless, and the whole body of the Martial God Xuan clan around them shook violently, and under this deafening roar, these Martial God Xuan clans subconsciously retreated to the surroundings.
And at this moment, Zhao Zun's eyes burst out with two cold rays, and his entire body was like a long rainbow that swept straight out, and the endless rules lingered on the sword body of the long sword in his hand, and the long sword in his hand brought a bright sword light, rolling rules surging, unstoppable.
At the same time, Zhao Zun's left hand pointed at the sword, flickered in the void, and landed in the void: "This price is the vitality of your whole body!"
Ye Chen stood under the Bodhi tree, only to hear the deafening roar, at a glance, between the void of heaven and earth, one after another thick vines broke out of the sky, there were tens of thousands, submerging the entire heaven and earth, at this moment, the surging air stopped, the whole world seemed to be imprisoned by these vines, Ye Chen was trapped in it, there was nowhere to hide, he could only watch the sword light gallop forward.
Below, exclamations suddenly sounded: "Engong is imprisoned!"
"I'll wait to cut off these vines!"
"The Martial Dao Realm directly attacked, and the inferior people of the Lingwu Realm formed a sword formation to break through these tree vines!"
Several Martial God Electors who had cultivated to be strong immediately stepped forward, and Dao Dao sword rainbows rose into the sky and landed directly on these tree vines, but the result was still the same as before, the strange tree vines burst out with a wave of resilience, and the force of the rebound shattered these sword rainbows.
Ye Chen watched this scene quietly, and a shocking pressure surged towards the sword light.
The sword qi roared, like a roaring beast, and the brilliant light illuminated the entire heaven and earth.
"You are old, now is my time!" Ye Chen said indifferently.
Hearing this, the Martial God Electors below raised their heads and looked at Ye Chen in surprise, perhaps because of the confidence in Ye Chen's words, these Martial God Electors who raised their swords stopped and looked up, only to see Ye Chen's dark eyes flashing with silver light.
Bite!
Then, a crisp sword roar suddenly sounded, the Qilin Sword flashed with blood, the white clothes danced, Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword with one hand, and his figure crashed out like a long rainbow, as if shooting a sharp arrow towards the Nine Heavens, unstoppable.
In an instant, the unicorn sword brought up a sword light like a rainbow, the sword was a plow, and the heaven and earth were the fields.
In an instant, this sword light had already met the speeding sword light, and it hit it fiercely, just like a comet hitting the earth.
Boom! Boom!
The rumbling sound was endless, and during this time, Ye Chen's voice floated out and fell into Zhao Zun's ears: "This seat will use the sword in his hand to prove whose era this is!" (to be continued......)