As soon as this sentence was said, the four directions were shaken, and everyone was horrified. At this moment, they opened their mouths in surprise. Without using heavy pupils, it was equivalent to fighting with their eyes closed?

Whether it was the emperor of Zhongzhou or the monks of the ancient tribe, their hearts were ups and downs. Although the shock was inexplicable, they felt that Chen Xuanzhi was not joking.

"It's ridiculous, this life's destiny is in me, I am the Northern Emperor, and I should suppress the universe and attack all enemies who dare to offend!"

Wang Teng was indifferent and conceited. He rode a golden ancient chariot, held the Heavenly Emperor Sword, and attacked directly.

Chen Xuanzhi stretched his body, his joints were swimming like a dragon, his whole body was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and his breath was also rising.

He moves like electricity, as vigorous as a dragon, with both feet stepping into the void, walking at extreme speed, his right arm vibrates violently, his body is entwined with golden clouds, and his breath is violent and a little scary.

There was a big collision between the two, and people seemed to hear the sound of dragon and phoenix, resounding through Jiuzhongtian, the two fought fiercely, and an infinite divine light erupted.

Around them, in the void, strands and strands of Dao patterns are intertwined, imprinted in this world, and resonate with them. This is the embodiment of the law.

Many people were dazzled and were extremely shocked by these two young people. In contemporary times, there are not too many people who can attack at this level.

"You can't do it, Dignified Northern Emperor, if you stop here, I'm so disappointed..."

Chen Xuanzhi's eyes were cold, and he stepped on the ground again and again in the void, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the whole sky was shaking. It could be seen that there were endless Dao patterns spreading under his feet.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

With every step he made, the sky resonated with it, and the rays of light were surging, dissipating between the heavens and the earth.

The sound was like thunder, and every step it fell, it was like a drum beating. Many people were trembling, subconsciously staying away from this battlefield, for fear of being affected by the terrifying sound of the gods.

Even after taking seven or eight steps, even Wang Teng's face was extremely solemn. His eyes were like a blade, and he knew that he had encountered a great enemy!

If it weren't for the secret glow of the previous word, a little brilliance, and protection of the eyebrows, he almost felt that his soul would be split apart by the terrifying footsteps.

Chen Xuanzhi didn't give the opponent a chance to react quickly, so he jumped up, and like a bolt of lightning, he killed Wang Teng.

"clank......"

Wang Teng raised his sword and struck horizontally, and the sound of the sword sounded and cracked the stone, resounding through the sky, the chill was forced into the bones of people, Wang Teng was disheveled, and his momentum gradually became mad!

It has to be said that Wang Teng is worthy of the man known as the Northern Emperor and the man with the appearance of an emperor. Such combat power is indeed unparalleled in the world. If Chen Xuanzhi was not born, few people would be able to fight with him to this level.

The Heavenly Emperor Sword is like a blue dragon splitting the sky, with peerless sharpness.

"Dangdangdang!"

Chen Xuanzhi has evolved thousands of attack techniques with the holy method of fighting. The sparks splashed everywhere in this place, and Chen Xuanzhi slammed the Heavenly Emperor Sword with his bare hands. Although there was a trace of blood dripping from the tiger's mouth, he was fighting more and more bravely at this moment, and the fighting spirit in his body was also very strong. Getting higher and higher!

"No, your speed is too slow." Chen Xuanzhi shook his head, everything in the world was silent for a moment, and the other party's many movements slowed down at this moment.

"chi"

Chen Xuanzhi shot, the arm swept across like a peng's wing, the void was twisted, and it was extremely bright, sending out strong fluctuations, and the golden light drowned the world.

Wang Teng's face changed, he avoided sideways, stepped forward, and then pushed back, a huge palm manifested, and shot down, as if the world was suppressing it!

Chen Xuan snorted coldly, a real dragon's claw protruded out, and the golden light was dazzling, instantly covering the world, shaking him away, and then suddenly grabbed Wang Teng's arm.

"Boom!"

The sound of shattering clothes came out, debris flew, Wang Teng's clothes were shattered, a strong and powerful bronze arm was exposed, and five hideous paw prints were on it, blood stained, revealing the stubble.

"Northern Emperor suffered a big loss, is the Holy Son of Yaochi still stronger after all?"

"Unbelievable, the Northern Emperor, who is known as the invincible myth, has an image of defeat. Could it be that his destiny is coming to an end!"

Many people were moved and dazzled, deeply horrified by the battle between the two, and at the same time felt powerless in their hearts.

There is nothing more than this when the ancient emperor was a teenager. It is enough to make the contemporary Tianjiao despair. This kind of combat power makes some sect masters feel chills in their hearts, secretly sighing that heroes are young!

"Why are these two human race boys so powerful? It seems that only the younger generation of the royal family and the royal family can suppress them."

"Brother Yuangu, the holy son of Yaochi seems to be using the secret technique of the Wanlong Nest lineage. Could this son have obtained the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor?" Zi Tiandu, the young master of the Spirit Valley, said solemnly.

"I don't know, it's very similar to Wanlong's Nest, it's definitely an ancient emperor-level secret technique!"

Yuan Gu said solemnly, looking at the two people who were fighting fiercely on the field, his expressions were a little uncertain, and his heart could not help shaking slightly.

He is the eighth-generation grandson of Emperor Yuan, and his bloodline is almost the same as that of the son of the ancient emperor, but at this moment he feels an invisible pressure.

......

"quack quack"

Wang Teng stood with his sword on the left and right, his right arm was injured by Chen Xuanzhi's real dragon claw, and the crystal blood was still flowing slowly.

At this moment, the flesh and blood trembled, the bones made a crisp sound, and they continued to grow.

"My blood will not flow in vain." Wang Teng said in a low voice, his eyes were clear, and his emotions gradually began to calm down.

"Sure enough, the blood of the Undead Phoenix has tempered his physique." The corner of Chen Xuanzhi's mouth twitched, Wang Teng's good fortune was indeed profound, and his resilience was also extremely strong.

"The Secret Technique of Chaos, Eternal Exile!" Wang Teng jumped down from the ancient chariot and swiped his hands quickly. In an instant, the void distorted, and the ten directions began to die.

In the heaven and earth, I do not know how many void abyss appeared, extending to different planes, this is a space-time chaos.

"This is the secret technique of the Great Emperor Chaos!"

Some people exclaimed, they saw that Wang Teng's methods were endless, and he was inherited by the emperor, and he actually controlled such a terrifying secret technique, which could banish people into inexplicable time and space.

Chen Xuanzhi's brows lit up, and a radiance rose up, feeling the crisis, he quickly retreated, away from the terrifying space, to avoid being affected by the turbulent time and space.

"Chaos World!"

The moment Chen Xuanzhi retreated~lightnovelpub.net~ could not help but whisper, his eyes were filled with mist, and the whole area was different, and it seemed that there was white mist permeating.

His eyes are extremely deep, like the source of the world, chaos pouring out, this place is hazy, not so real, and it is difficult for outsiders to see clearly.

Wang Teng's expression was indifferent, and he suddenly felt that the spell was stagnant. In the haze, he seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force. He couldn't help frowning slightly. Is it going to fail?

"boom"

Chen Xuanzhi's mind moved slightly, his eyes flickered with inexplicable brilliance, and his breath was slightly stagnant, as if he had been inexplicably affected.

A muffled sound came, the abyss of the void still engulfed Chen Xuanzhi's figure, and then another abyss came to contain and overlap each other, and Chen Xuanzhi's figure was buried in the turbulent flow of time and space...

Ahead, the endless void disappeared at this moment and closed forever. At this moment, Chen Xuanzhi was infiltrated into a small dimension that no one knew, and disappeared...