The aura of holy power that Luo Chen had previously diffused enveloped the entire Luo Chen Star Territory. In that arena, most monks could clearly feel this terrifying pressure.
This is the pure pressure of a saint, much more powerful than a half-saint.
The Luo family monks who kept retreating shouted in unison after sensing this holy power, and their expressions became extremely excited.
Their fighting spirit is high and they are ready to fight back.
On the other hand, the faces of the Star of Life suddenly changed, but after the change, the murderous intent in their eyes became more intense, and their expressions became more ferocious and crazy.
When the saint comes, they may die. Faced with the possibility of death at any time, it is natural to kill one more and earn one more.
For a time, the Luo family monks who were full of fighting spirit were suppressed again. A large number of the monks died. The remaining ones were finally defeated and immediately retreated towards the rear.
Those beings from the Star of Life did not pursue, but returned to the field, adjusted their breath, and prepared for the final life-and-death battle.
The saint is certainly terrifying, but Luo Chen is just a false saint. There are more than 300 heavenly beings here who are not afraid of death. Once they go crazy, even the false saint will be moved.
"Luo Chen has arrived, but the people of the Luo family were killed. As long as everyone joins forces to kill Luo Chen, the Luo family power represented by the Luo Chen star field will be completely destroyed." A power in the stands. The head of the family said.
"That young man is very confident and believes that his fighting power is not weak. However, the current situation is to let those slaves join the battle and consume Luo Chen first." Another family head said.
This statement was obviously based on the overall situation, causing several other family heads to nod.
If they want to win the battle with Luo Chen, they cannot care about the cost of death, and they believe that in the face of this situation, those slaves will not refuse at all.
Because they are dying people, and their lives may be lost at any time, no matter who they fight.
If you can fight a saint, your death will be considered a grand one.
Judging from the expressions of these slaves in the field, they have actually made plans to join forces to fight the Saint.
"You all stand back." A spiritual thought sounded in the consciousness of the slaves, which made them all look startled when they were adjusting their breath.
"Your freedom is hard-won. Everyone should live well. Leave the next battle to me."
Listening to Zi Chen's voice transmission again, the expressions of the slaves changed, with inexplicable emotions on their faces. It seemed that no one had told them to live well for a long time.
They were moved in their hearts, but did not step back, because they knew that this freedom was indeed hard-won, and they did not want to lose it again. They could also see that Zi Chen was the leader here, and nothing could happen to him. Once something happened to Zi Chen, then what would happen? Hard-earned freedoms will be lost again.
The most important thing is that they are not afraid of fighting or death, even if the opponent is a saint.
"Stay back, I can handle this battle, trust me."
As he spoke, Zi Chen took a step forward, golden light shining all over his body, and the aura of a heaven-defying man was fully released.
"Everyone get out of the way."
He shouted loudly, his voice resounding like thunder.
"boom."
At this moment, a huge earthquake was heard from the sky, and energy surged in the sky. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered to form a huge vortex. In the vortex, a palm print appeared out of thin air and fell hard downwards.
Between heaven and earth, a terrifying pressure emerged from the palm print. The expressions of everyone who sensed this pressure changed drastically.
"Shengwei."
"This is a Saint's blow."
In that exclamation, palm prints fell from the sky and fell to the battlefield below.
Under that terrifying pressure, the one-way restriction began to twist, and finally exploded with a bang.
Just the aftermath of the pressure broke the restriction.
Although they had already decided to fight to the death, the expressions of the slaves changed after seeing the palm above their heads.
At this moment, Zi Chen transformed into a golden light, soared into the sky, and punched the palm mark.
"boom."
The two attacks collided and erupted with a roar. The terrifying energy centered on Zi Chen and spread out in all directions.
As the energy passed through, all the surrounding buildings were damaged, and many stands were shattered. Many monks among them flew upside down under the impact of the energy.
Zi Chen's punch shattered the palm print, but his figure also fell towards the ground.
After landing on the ground, Zi Chen continued to retreat. With every step he took, a huge force poured into the ground through his feet. There was a rumbling sound on the ground, and cracks appeared one after another.
After taking five steps back, Zi Chen neutralized the force of the palm.
In this confrontation, he blocked the Saint's attack.
Using the strength of the heavenly realm to resist the saint's attack, such a scene shocked everyone in the stands.
"The combat power is indeed not weak. If we use those slaves as cannon fodder, we may be able to kill Luo Chen." A family head said in a deep voice, looking at Zi Chen who took five steps back and was unharmed.
Energy swept across, and there was chaos in the stands. At this moment, the Holy Power descended, and a middle-aged man appeared in the sky out of thin air.
"Luo Chen."
In this star field, the only one who can be called a saint is Luo Chen, and Zi Chen recognized him at a glance.
At this moment, Luo Chen also had a gloomy expression, staring at Zi Chen, with cold murderous intent in his eyes, "You were the one who looted my Luo family's shop and killed my son."
"That's right."
Zi Chen stepped forward one step at a time, as if climbing steps, his body slowly rose up.
And those slaves all moved away.
"Asking the slaves to retreat, are you going to fight the saint alone? It's really stupid." A family head in the stands said angrily.
"Very good. Since you have the courage to admit it, I won't kill you today. I will destroy your cultivation and make you live a life worse than death." Luo Chen's voice was full of resentment.
Zi Chen heard this and smiled and said: "Don't be so boastful here. You are just a fake saint. You really think of yourself as a saint. In other words, you are almost as different from the saints I have ever seen." A thousand miles away, I believe that when a true saint encounters a false saint like you, he can kill you with just one finger."
Zi Chen learned from Xingchen what kind of existence the false saint was. After Luo Chen appeared, his aura was not suppressed, and he was very proud of being a false saint.
But Zi Chen knew very well that this level of holy power was the weakest. Compared with the auras of the Suzaku Saint and the Azure Dragon Saint that he had experienced at close range, the difference was really huge.
Zi Chen's words made the whole place fall silent. Even if what he said was true, in this world, except for the true saint who dared to make fun of the false saint, who would dare to make fun of the false saint like this.
As for the Heaven Realm, it is still one level away from the Half-Saint. Compared with the False Saint, it is almost two levels behind. There is an insurmountable gap between the two. Under normal circumstances, the Heaven Realm meets the False Saint with just one finger. Things that can be solved.
"What a shameless brat, then let me see what kind of strength you have."
With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Luo Chen rushed towards Zi Chen. Under the influence of the holy power, his speed was very fast. Like a ray of light, he approached Zi Chen instantly and punched Zi Chen.
"Uh-huh."
A mysterious force escaped from Zi Chen's feet. Luo Chen's blow paused. Zi Chen took a step back, and the punch grazed his face.
After the attack missed, Luo Chen charged forward again, followed by another attack after another.
During this attack, Zi Chen's figure kept flashing, and mysterious energy kept emerging. Every time Luo Chen's attack hit, there would be a momentary pause when it reached Zi Chen, allowing Zi Chen to easily block it.
"No wonder he's so arrogant. It turns out he has some tricks. Let me show you the true power and speed of this saint."
As the words fell, Luo Chen's aura became more powerful, his speed doubled, and he arrived in front of Zi Chen in an instant, and then punched Zi Chen in the face.
"boom."
With the surging energy, Zi Chen's figure retreated.
There were screams of surprise all around. In their sight, Zi Chen had been hit in the head by a punch.
The retreating figure stopped, a sneer appeared on Zi Chen's lips, and he said: "This is your fastest speed, and it doesn't look like much."
"As long as it's faster than you, I want to see how many times you can block it."
Luo Chen responded with the same sneer and moved forward again.
The surging energy sounded again, and then bursts of energy exploded out. Luo Chen's figure completely turned into a ray of light, attacking around Zi Chen, while Zi Chen's figure kept retreating. Seeing He looked very embarrassed.
Everyone who saw this scene showed worries on their faces. Delen, who quietly ran to hide next to Xingchen, had an even more miserable look on his face.
Guangyao's expression also looked very nervous.
It can be said that at this moment on the battlefield, except for the people of the Luo family, the faces of everyone else showed worries.
"Don't worry, Zi Chen's speed has not been truly demonstrated yet." Xing Chen, who had seen Zi Chen's true speed, said lightly.
"boom."
There was another violent energy shock, and Zi Chen's body flew backwards.
Luo Chen looked at Zi Chen flying upside down and said disdainfully: "This is your confidence."
The figure stopped in mid-air, Zi Chen wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Your strength is only this, and your speed is even less satisfactory. But you have been fighting for so long, and now it is my turn."
"It's up to you." The disdain on Luo Chen's face became more intense.
"Of course." He smiled coldly, silver light flashed on Zi Chen's back, six-winged thunder wings appeared, and streaks of thunder light surged on the surface of the thunder wings.
"I already have a rough idea of your speed. Now it's my turn to attack."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Chen's figure disappeared, as if teleporting, and he was behind Luo Chen in an instant.
Such speed caused Luo Chen's expression to change slightly, but soon his face showed a look of ridicule. He turned around in an instant and punched behind him.
There, Zi Chen's figure just appeared.
"This is your..."
Before Luo Chen could say any disdainful words, Zi Chen's voice came from behind Luo Chen: "Here."
A fist shining with golden light, carrying powerful force, landed on Luo Chen's back.
Feeling the energy fluctuations coming from behind him, Luo Chen's expression changed and he immediately formed a holy light shield to protect his back.
"boom."
Zi Chen punched Luo Chen hard on the back.
