Chapter 8912 Jiang Fusheng
"Brother Ye Chen, you can break the dimensional wall. With such magical power, I'm afraid even the ancient Emperor Yuhuang can't compare."
Ye Chen smiled when he heard Jiang Mingxin's compliment. He was about to say something when his heart suddenly tightened and his muscles tightened involuntarily.
This feeling is like a keen beast, aware of the approaching danger.
At this moment, Ye Chen also caught an extremely dangerous aura in his heart, which was approaching.
Jiang Mingxin also felt the dangerous aura, and his smile suddenly froze.
The strong men of the Jiang family around them, whose nerves had just relaxed, became tense again, looking into the depths of the mist.
Tread, tread, tread.
In the mist, there was a steady and powerful sound of footsteps.
I saw a bloody figure walking out of the fog.
It was a huge war spirit several feet tall, with a majestic physique and exploding muscles. It was surrounded by blood-colored chains formed by traces of hostility and resentment. Its hair was disheveled, its face was as ferocious as Shura, and its pupils were like the sun and moon, which brought terror to people. Depressed atmosphere.
"Old... ancestor?"
Jiang Mingxin looked at this war spirit and was completely stunned.
Because the appearance of the fighting spirit is exactly the same as Jiang Fusheng, the ancestor of the Jiang family.
To be precise, this war spirit is Jiang Fusheng.
"You ants, you dare to invade my territory, you deserve to die!"
Jiang Fusheng's eyes emitted a fierce light, and his whole body exploded with rage, as if he had lost his mind.
He suddenly took action and struck out with a palm, hitting Jiang Mingxin.
This palm is powerful and heavy, just like the immortal emperor's anger, extremely powerful.
Jiang Mingxin was frightened and couldn't resist at all.
"careful!"
When Ye Chen saw this, he also struck out with a palm. The energy of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Veins gathered in his palm, and the thunder brewed, and he collided with Jiang Fusheng's palm fiercely.
Bang.
The two palms collided, causing a shocking air wave. Each took two steps back, but they were evenly matched.
"Your ancestors were riddled with violence and have lost their minds."
Ye Chen stared at Jiang Fusheng and felt that he had lost his mind.
It seems that he has been fighting against the souls of the undead for many years in a fantasy world. He has also been tortured by his sinful karma, and he is so angry that he cannot extricate himself, and even wants to kill his descendants.
"Boy, who do you think has lost his mind?
I want you to die! "
Jiang Fusheng was furious, and he waved the blood-colored chains all over his body, like the wrath of God's punishment, and struck Ye Chen hard.
Ye Chen circulated the Lingfeng Divine Vein and the Morning Wind, and with the wind added to his body, he was like a wisp of breeze, avoiding Jiang Fusheng's attack.
The moment he dodged the attack, Ye Chen immediately counterattacked.
"Rainfa, Chidori Flying Sword Style!"
The spiritual energy of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Veins exploded, and streaks of purple lightning converged into a torrent of thunder and lightning flying swords. It also erupted with a sound like a thousand birds singing in unison, and the momentum was rolling, and it fiercely killed Jiang Fusheng.
"It's a small trick, but it's a great way to transform the sky. Break it for me!"
Jiang Fusheng snorted and remained unmoved. He pushed his palm forward, and a terrifying dark air burst out from his palm.
This dark air flow, with an extremely terrifying aura, seems to be able to melt everything.
The torrent of thunder and lightning flying swords that Ye Chen slashed was turned into nothingness by Jiang Fusheng in just a moment. Thousands of birds screamed sadly.
"This is... the great method of transforming heaven?"
When Ye Chen saw Jiang Fusheng's magical powers, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt extremely terrifying energy fluctuations.
The magical power that Jiang Fusheng used was the great method of transforming heaven.
The legendary Heaven Transformation Technique is a magical power created by Emperor Yuan Tian himself. It can melt all things, refine all things, and even neutralize all enemy attacks. It is very powerful.
Ye Chen saw that his Thousand Birds Flying Sword Style was instantly transformed, and he deeply felt the power of this Heaven Transformation Technique.
"Ant, I will melt your body and soul into nothingness!"
Jiang Fusheng strode out and pressed his palm hard on Ye Chen's head. The palm of his hand was filled with the energy fluctuations of the Heaven Transformation Technique, which was very terrifying.
"Dragon Flame Divine Vein, Flame Dragon Fist, broken!"
Ye Chen clenched his fists, the energy of the Flame Monument surged, the Dragon Flame Divine Veins opened, and a flame dragon emerged from his fist, which even contained a little power of the Dragon Soaring Star, and blasted towards Jiang Fusheng.
"Hahaha, aren't you still giving up?"
Jiang Fusheng looked up to the sky and laughed, still using the Heaven Transformation Technique, surrounded by dark air currents, melting away all of Ye Chen's punches.
Ye Chen's dragon fist was so powerful that it could blast through the starry sky. This punch clearly hit Jiang Fusheng, but it seemed to have hit cotton and was so light that it felt no force.
Under the influence of the Great Technique of Transforming Heaven, all of Ye Chen's punches were actually melted away and could not harm Jiang Fusheng at all.
"interesting."
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used the Nine Heaven-Severing Swords, Divine Elephant Collision, Dragon Fighting Spear, Sacred Book and other techniques, but none of them were of any use.
Jiang Fusheng's Heaven-Transforming Technique seems to be able to resolve everything. Even if Ye Chen wants to use the sacred book to purify him and restore his sanity, he is completely unable to do so.
Because all magical powers will be transformed by Jiang Fusheng as soon as they come into contact with him.
Jiang Mingxin and many strong men from the Jiang family were frightened when they saw the fierce battle between Ye Chen and Jiang Fusheng.
"It's too bad that our ancestors are so powerful. Brother Ye Chen can't beat him."
Jiang Mingxin was extremely anxious. Although Jiang Fusheng had died and only one fighting spirit was left, the cultivation base of this fighting spirit was not comparable to that of Ye Chen.
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