Han Yan and Tyrant's joint attack was unstoppable. Even with Peng Lang's help, he was still unable to force Han Yan's demonic shadow to retreat. Both of them pressed forward with indomitable will. Even though they had the absolute advantage, they did not dare to be careless. If anything unforeseen happened, they might become a burden to Jiang Chen. Not only would they not be able to save Jiang Chen, but they might also be defeated by their opponents.
"Han Yan, your demonic shadow is not bad. Let's see who can defeat their opponent first. Haha. "
Tyrant looked at Han Yan and said with a laugh. There was a hint of indignation in his eyes, as if he wanted to compete with Han Yan.
Han Yan said coldly.
"I'm not a match for Little Chenzi. Could it be that I can't even defeat a stinky monk like you?"
Han Yan's indifference made Tyrant even angrier.
"When a tiger doesn't show its might, do you think I'm a sick cat? Today, let's compete and see who can defeat our opponent. If I can't make you submit, I will have wasted all these years. "
The two of them did not give in to each other. They used all their skills and fought a life or death battle with Yun Geyao, Dou Zhan Ying, and the others. Their momentum was like a rainbow. The demonic shadow and the God Suppressing Monument constantly clashed. Shangguan Hongyan and the others were extremely shocked. Jiang Chen's two helpers made Peng Lang and the others complain incessantly.
"I didn't expect this guy to have such brothers. All of them have extraordinary skills."
Shangguan Hongyan furrowed his brows tightly, his expression incomparably cold. The current situation was not good for them. Shangguan Hongyan no longer had any strength left, and could only watch on silently. The reason why he did not leave was because he was unwilling to give up just like that. If he did not get a share of the spoils, then everything he had done would have been for naught.
"I've heard of that monk. It is said that he has caused quite a commotion in the West Pole Divine Region. He is said to be the reincarnation of a Living Buddha, but I don't know if it's true," Liao Yunsheng said with lingering fear.
Liao Yunsheng said with lingering fear in his heart. This Tyrant had an extraordinary background, and his strength was shocking. He was also extremely difficult to deal with.
"It's fine that this Jiang Chen is so strong, but his two friends are also super freaks."
Liao Yunsheng could be said to be filled with malice towards Jiang Chen. After all, the Mountain and Sea Sect was destroyed in Jiang Chen's hands. This deep hatred, even if he killed Jiang Chen a hundred times, it would not be enough to quell the anger in his heart.
"I hope Sect Master Peng can give them a fatal blow."
Shangguan Hongyan sighed and murmured in a low voice. This was Shangguan Hongyan's last hope. Regardless of whether it was that monstrous devil shadow or Tyrant, both were not easy to deal with.
Peng Lang led Yun Geyao and the others, and they once again began their frenzied campaign.
"Leave these puppets to me. I'll set up a formation to trap them."
Dou Zhan Ying's eyes were sharp. Although the Lightning God Guardian Squad and the Dragon Rider Heavenly Guards were puppets, their strength was extremely terrifying. Even the Sect Master of the Eight Extremes Sect was entangled by them. However, Dou Zhan Ying should be able to contend with them by relying on the formation.
Jiang Chen stared at his two brothers. His heart was filled with emotions. Previously, he had consumed too much of his strength, causing him to be unable to recover in a short period of time. Even with the help of the Myriad Qi Body, it was just a drop in the bucket.
"It's up to you two now."
Jiang Chen smiled faintly, but it was extremely bitter. Not being able to fight alongside them was the only pain in his heart.
"Two reckless fellas, let me show you what a true expert is."
Peng Lang roared in anger. A Great Perfection Late Divine Emperor was stronger than anyone present. Shangguan Hongyan and Liao Yunsheng looked at each other. They had been waiting for this moment. Even if these two fellas had caught up and possessed extraordinary strength, they would not be able to do anything under Peng Lang's crazy bombardment.
"Eight Extremes Fist!"
The power of Peng Lang's fist swept across the universe. It was like a rainbow as it rushed out, leading Yun Geyao, Jun Tianchou, and Hao Yunhang in an irresistible force.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Greeting!"
Tyrant roared in anger. Countless Buddha's Hand Seals rippled out. His entire body was covered in golden light, and his divine might was released!
The Buddha's Hand Seals were shocking, but compared to Peng Lang's fist, they still seemed to be unable to cope. The Buddha's Hand Seals were constantly being pushed back, but at this moment, Han Yan also descended from the sky. The two of them complemented each other. They could not let Tyrant be the only one being beaten.
"Demonic Flame Tornado, I am the Only One!"
The demonic shadow continued to roar, and the sound of the wind was heard. Demonic Qi filled the air. Under the cooperation of Tyrant, they attacked, completely confronting Peng Lang without fear.
Peng Lang immediately brandished his blade, unstoppable. His punch collapsed all the mountain peaks within a thousand miles, causing rocks to tumble down and avalanches to appear one after another. The entire area of the Mountain and Sea Sect had long since changed beyond recognition.
Han Yan and Tyrant looked at each other, both shocked. Not only did they retreat, they might not be afraid of Peng Lang alone, but Yun Geyao and the other two had already surrounded them from the side. They were in an extremely difficult situation. Being attacked from the front and the back, they were forced to retreat with every move. They did not even have a chance to breathe.
Han Yan and Tyrant could only ensure that the situation was temporarily stabilized, but their situation was the most worrying.
"Bastard, Eight Extremes Gate!"
Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and said, but he could not help. At this point, he had only recovered 10% of his strength.
Seeing that Han Yan and Tyrant were in a dangerous situation, Jiang Chen clenched his fists. He felt that he could not wait any longer. Even if he died, he wanted to die with his brother!
"Han Yan, let me show you my true strength."
Tyrant sneered, and his cold gaze fell on Peng Lang and the others.
"Alright, I'll be waiting."
Han Yan spat out light, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It was already quite difficult for him to hold on. He looked back at Jiang Chen. There was no need for words between brothers. Even if they had to hold on to their last bit of strength, they would not let anyone touch a single hair on Jiang Chen's head.
"If I didn't have some true strength, how could I have dominated the West Pole for so many years?"
Tyrant's body trembled, and a dazzling golden light appeared. An incomparably auspicious and overbearing aura rippled out from his body, as if it had spread across the land of the Nine Provinces. It made one's mind calm, but it also made one feel a sense of worship!
Jiang Chen also looked at Tyrant silently. It seemed that this guy had had many fortuitous encounters in the West Pole over the years. His strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and he was not any weaker than Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen did not think that he had the power of the Profound Sky Realm. Only those who worked hard enough could live longer than others, and only those who worked hard enough could stand tall in the world.
"Nine Generations of Buddha's Light, Cloud Swallowing Sarira!"
Tyrant's body was covered with a myriad of Buddha's Light as he charged forward. He held the Cloud Swallowing Sarira in one hand, and the God Suppressing Monument in the other. He was like a Buddha that shone brightly in the world, and he stood above the void of the Nine Heavens.
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