"Um?"
Chen Zhao suddenly saw Ye Chen's figure and the sudden appearance of the Hongmeng starry sky, and his expression changed drastically.
Under the pressure of the Hongmeng starry sky, the Holy Temple Palace at the top of the sky was constantly shaking and seemed to collapse at any time.
This starry sky cannot tolerate the existence of the Judgment Temple!
This starry sky is the nemesis of the Judgment Temple!
Chen Zhao even felt that his originally strong strength was constantly declining!
"Who are you!"
Chen Zhao was shocked. Judging from Ye Chen's aura, he was at the seventh level of the Origin Realm, but Ye Chen's eyes brought him great oppression, as if even his soul was about to be pierced.
"The might of the Martial Ancestor is coming!"
Ye Chen waved his hand, and under the starry sky, a figure ten thousand feet tall suddenly appeared. It was the figure of the legendary ancestor of martial arts, the Martial Ancestor!
After practicing for thousands of years in the misty and rainy dreamland of Huanchenyan, Ye Chen cracked the general outline of the Tianwu Wolong Sutra. The Hongmeng Starry Sky upgraded and transformed, and he can now summon the phantom of the Martial Ancestor.
This is one of his trump cards!
It's a pity that in the original battle with Confucian Ancestor, before he had time to use this trump card, he was seriously injured and was annihilated in the starry sky.
This time, Ye Chen will not make the same mistake again!
He knew very well how powerful Chen Zhao was. The opponent was an apostle of the Judgment Temple, a strong man in the seventh heaven of the Taizhen Realm, and was protected by the divine power of the Temple. If he wanted to defeat him, he must use his trump card.
As soon as they met, Ye Chen directly summoned the shadow of Martial Ancestor.
The might of the Martial Ancestor increased, and instantly, Ye Chen's muscles and bones were crackling, his strength soared crazily, and he punched Chen Mandrill fiercely.
boom!
This punch carried the grandeur of Martial Ancestor Xingkong, and its power was several times more ferocious and domineering than Chen Mandrill's Holy Temple Divine Fist just now.
When Chen Zhao saw Ye Chen's punch, he knew that Ye Chen was his nemesis. It was useless even if he was so much better than Ye Chen!
At this moment, he was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he hurriedly pulled away and fled away, quite embarrassed, and said: "Are you a descendant of the Martial Ancestor? A disciple of the Tianya Martial Alliance?"
In the center of the earth, there is a force called Tianya Martial League, which worships the Martial Ancestor. When Chen Zhao saw Ye Chen's Hongmeng Starry Sky, he thought that Ye Chen was a disciple of Tianya Martial League. He even practiced it to a level that no one had ever practiced before. The secret skill of starry sky.
"You, the Tianya Martial Alliance, dare to offend my Judgment Temple? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"
Chen Mandrill gritted his teeth and shouted.
On the ground, many Mo family disciples were shocked when they saw Ye Chen's figure.
"It's him! He actually dares to come back!"
"Is this kid actually a descendant of the Martial Ancestor?"
"To be able to confront Chen Zhao head-on, what kind of strength is this!"
A few days have passed since Ye Chen was rescued by Mo Hanxi.
In the past few days, the Mo family had already discovered this, and Mo Yuanzhou was furious and ordered a thorough investigation.
The wanted order for Ye Chen has quickly spread to various places.
No one expected that Ye Chen would actually come back today, and even the mere sight of him forced Chen Man to retreat in embarrassment.
"So, is he actually a descendant of the Martial Ancestor?"
Mo Yuanzhou, who was seriously injured and dying, looked at Ye Chen's proud figure in the sky, coughed violently several times, and fainted in excitement.
"father!"
Mo Hanxi rushed over and hurriedly supported his father.
"She is the daughter of the Mo family!"
"Young Phoenix Heavenly Sword is on her, kill her!"
There was a chaotic fight all around. When the disciples of the Judgment Temple saw Mo Hanxi, they shouted one after another and came like a tide to kill her and snatch the Young Phoenix Heavenly Sword.
Although Chen Zhao was suppressed by Ye Chen, everyone believed that an existence in the Origin Realm could not change the world. As long as Chen Zhao came back to his senses and relied on the majesty of the temple, he could kill everyone.
"Miss Protection!"
The members of the Mo family quickly gathered around Mo Hanxi to protect her and the injured clan leader.
In the sky, Ye Chen heard Chen Zhao's words, but his face was indifferent, without any nonsense, his fists were still without any fancy, and he blasted out fiercely.
Chen Zhao was a little frightened. The phantom of the temple above his head was about to collapse under the suppression of the Hongmeng starry sky.
I thought that the phantom of the temple would make this trip perfect!
Now, it has become a stumbling block!
If they hadn't relied too much on the Holy Temple Phantom, they wouldn't have been so powerful by Ye Chen!
"Blessed by the Holy Church, lend me your divine power and kill!"
Seeing this, Chen Zhao roared and poured all the remaining energy of the temple into his body.
Click!
There was also an explosion on his body, shining brightly, and the heavy sword in his hand burst out with bright sword energy like the vast sea, and slashed straight towards Ye Chen's fist.
This sword carries the divine power of the Holy Temple and is very fierce.
"You have a sword, and so do I!"
Ye Chen snorted coldly, and resolutely pulled out a pitch-black sword with his right hand. As soon as the sword came out, billowing demonic energy immediately filled the sky, and even the stars turned into pitch-black color.
The terrifying demonic energy swept around, dimming the divine light of the surrounding temple, and suppressing all the glorious holy energy.
The Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword has come out to kill!
The sword in Ye Chen's hand is the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword!
"What, how come the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword is in your hand! Who are you!"
When Chen Zhao saw Ye Chen's sword, he was frightened out of his wits. He never expected that the legendary Demon Sword would actually be in Ye Chen's hands.
He was naturally aware of the legend of the Eight Heavenly Swords, which were forged by the Sword God Ancestor himself. However, this was a Heavenly Sword from the Supreme World and could only be mastered by the Heavenly Lord. How could it fall into Ye Chen's hands?
"Sun Immortal Glory Slash!"
Ye Chen didn't answer any nonsense, the magic light exploded like a wave, the sun shone brilliantly, and he slashed at Chen Zhao with a sword.
Chen Zhao desperately resisted, but at this moment, Ye Chen was blessed by the phantom of the Martial Ancestor, and used the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword with all his strength, and suppressed the Judgment Temple with the majesty of the Hongmeng Starry Sky. How could he resist?
boom!
Ye Chen slashed down with his sword, directly blasting the heavy sword in Chen Zhao's hand into pieces.
Under the sharp edge of the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword, Chen Mandrill's sword seemed like paper, unable to withstand it at all.
His body also flew back in extremely embarrassed state.
"Quickly retreat!"
In panic, Chen Zhao screamed and quickly fled into the sky.
"Can you run away?"
Ye Chen snorted coldly, punched in the air, and the might of the Martial Ancestor exploded.
boom!
This Martial Ancestor Divine Fist hit Chen Mandrill hard on the back.
Chen Mandrill's entire body exploded in the air, turning into meat paste and spraying in all directions, killing him instantly.
"Lord Apostle!"
All the temple disciples in the audience were stunned when they saw Chen Zhao being bombarded and looked at Ye Chen in great shock.
No one expected that Ye Chen could kill Chen Zhao so easily.
Even if you put aside the shadow of the temple, Chen Mandrill is not very powerful, but it can't be that simple!
Ye Chen took a deep breath. In fact, he was not relaxed. As soon as he came up, he took out two trump cards, Martial Ancestor Xuying and Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword. He was almost out of strength now and his body was very weak.
(End of chapter)
