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Chapter 1481

Words:2644Update:22/08/28 15:25:26

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"Receive three moves from you? Why should I receive three moves from you?"

Xiao Chen did not fall for it, remaining extremely calm.

Did Xiao Chen really think that Xiao Chen was a hothead, thinking that he was unrivaled just because he was strong?

Xiao Chen was very clear on the distance between him and Emperor Forsaken.

The other party was the strongest Prime and also the strongest person in the Kunlun Realm, an unrivaled existence in the Kunlun Realm.

"Emperor Forsaken, how about I receive three moves from you?"

Outside the hall, Ying Zongtian arrived late with his First Senior Sister. However, he finally dared to arrive at this crucial moment.

Another Supreme Martial Artist had arrived!

Ying Zongtian smiled at Xiao Chen and walked in with his back to the sunlight.

Emperor Forsaken did not feel surprised. He smiled faintly and said, "You came at the right time. However, Ying Zongtian, he has to receive these three palm strikes!"

"Why? Emperor Forsaken, can you not be so tyrannical?" someone among the Dragon's Gate Elders said in dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, Emperor Forsaken guffawed endlessly. Then, he said indifferently, "It looks like I have been good-tempered for too long. Why? Just because I am the strongest person in the Kunlun Realm is enough. "

Right after Emperor Forsaken spoke, a divine light suddenly burst out of his body. Then, he shook the entire hall, instantly razing it to the ground. "Pu ci!

Pu ci! "

Half of the cultivators present vomited a mouthful of blood. Before this strong divine light, they vomited blood and were sent flying. After taking a few steps back, they managed to stabilize their footing and stabilize their bodies.

Only a small number of people relied on their own strength to move back and did not suffer any injuries.

However, they still felt fear in their hearts. After they stabilized themselves, they all moved back, as they felt killing Qi from Emperor Forsaken.

Xiao Chen blocked this divine light with all his might, protecting the Dragon's Gate Elders. He felt his Qi and blood surge.

The Dragon's Gate Elders took this opportunity to retreat, not daring to linger.

An enraged Emperor Forsaken was truly too frightening. A single beam of divine light had forced back so many people.

The smile on Emperor Forsaken's face did not diminish. He said softly, "I really miss the days when I was young. Back then, I didn't have any scruples. I showed off my abilities and killed whenever I wanted. But when you become a Supreme Being or a Deity Emperor, you're always overcautious and indecisive. "

"Is that necessary? That old fart, the Thunder King, died long ago on the Kunlun Road. Why should I be so apprehensive? "

Indeed, a hundred years, two hundred years … or a thousand years. Emperor Forsaken hadn't really made a move yet because the existence of the Thunder King had suppressed him for too long.

Thinking back to the past, when he was young, he was also full of vigor, having his own golden years. There had been battles where swords and blades dripped with blood, battles where life and death hung in the balance.

He didn't get to where he was today by living like a prince. It was because of his unparalleled talent and his decisiveness in killing.

Beneath every throne were piles of corpses and boundless blood. Naturally, the Deity Race's supreme throne was no exception.

Why did the Holy Lord present stand up and greet him respectfully the moment they saw him?

Of course, it was because of Xiao Chen's strength. It was because he had seen how cold-blooded and emotionless this Deity Emperor was when he was young. It was not just because of the Deity Emperor's empty title.

As Xiao Chen spoke, he suddenly threw a palm strike at Xiao Chen.

Before Xiao Chen could prepare, this palm strike struck him, sending him flying into the air and vomiting a large mouthful of blood.

"Too weak! Xiao Chen, you are still not strong enough. I only used fifty percent of my strength in this palm strike, and you can't even see my shadow. "

Emperor Forsaken remained standing where he was, a smile on his face. It was like he had never moved at all and had always been there.

Xiao Chen knelt on one knee and looked at Emperor Forsaken. A trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Chen really could not see Xiao Chen at all. He did not even know how he attacked. Furthermore, the force was unbelievably strong. If Xiao Chen possessed Great Dao Energy and negated most of the force, this palm strike would have smashed him to death.

"The strong are revered in the world. I like to reason with people. However, there are times when I do not like to do so, such as now. "

An aura that looked down on the world spread out from Emperor Forsaken's body, putting immense pressure on everyone.

"You have to be clear about who is speaking to you. It is me, Emperor Forsaken! I am not begging you to receive three moves from me. This is an order, an order that you cannot defy! "

A faint sound of wind appeared. Emperor Forsaken's second palm strike arrived.

This time, Xiao Chen did not relax at all. In the time it took for a spark to fly, he condensed the Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram in front of him.

The instant the Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram formed, it broke before it could fully form.

Xiao Chen's heart sank. Without much time to think, he executed the Fish Dragon Art. Xiao Chen's body was like a fish in water, changing in thousands of ways. He was like a fish in water, nimble and ever-changing, flickering endlessly.

In that instant, thousands of afterimages appeared, real and fake, real and fake; no one could tell them apart.

Emperor Forsaken's eyes lit up. He smiled and said, "Interesting. You do have some strength. However, that is all."

In Xiao Chen's eyes, Emperor Forsaken's palm strike suddenly became infinitely large, airtight. There was nowhere for him to escape to.

"Bang!"

After being struck again, Xiao Chen's body soared into the air and went flying back.

Xiao Chen was a fish. It was like he was in the sea. However, Emperor Forsaken's palm strike directly overturned the entire sea.

Emperor Forsaken used absolute strength to knock Xiao Chen, who was more skilled, into the air.

Tyrannical. This was true tyranny.

"Not bad, not bad at all. Xiao Chen, you can be proud. I already used seventy percent of my strength in this palm strike. It has been many years since I used such strength. I am really not used to it."

Emperor Forsaken appeared where he was again. As he watched Xiao Chen fly back, he did not continue attacking.

"Emperor Forsaken, don't go overboard!"

Unexpectedly, Emperor Forsaken sent out palm strike after palm strike. A murderous intent flashed on Ying Zongtian's face.

Just as Xiao Chen was about to step forward, the Dongyue Ghost Emperor and the Heaven Punishing Corpse God blocked him with cold smiles.

"Don't block him. Let him come over."

Emperor Forsaken casually turned around and looked at Ying Zongtian. "What's wrong? Are you sure you want to receive three palm strikes from me? Against you, I won't be as lenient as I am now. "

"As a Prime, you should be very clear on my strength. If you had another hundred years, perhaps you might be able to fight me to a draw. However, right now, you really cannot receive three palm strikes from me at full power! "

The rash Ying Zongtian calmed down. Emperor Forsaken was right.

If the other party used his full power, the first palm strike could defeat Xiao Chen. The second palm strike could severely injure Xiao Chen. As for the third palm strike … Xiao Chen might not be able to receive it.

This was not a true duel. Xiao Chen had to receive the other party's moves. The one who passively received the attacks would be at a disadvantage. Furthermore, Emperor Forsaken's strength was already on par with the Thunder King's in the first place, only slightly weaker.

Xiao Chen was indeed much stronger than Xiao Chen. He definitely lived up to his reputation as the strongest person of the Kunlun Realm.

Even so, Xiao Chen had to receive it. This was his responsibility as a big brother.

After thinking for a while, Ying Zongtian made his decision. He said calmly, "I'm sure …"

"There is one more palm strike. I'll receive it!"

However, before Xiao Chen finished speaking, a resonant voice interrupted him.

Xiao Chen, who had been smashed into the rubble, pushed aside everything in his way and vomited a mouthful of blood. Xiao Chen revealed a determined expression as he looked calmly at Emperor Forsaken, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

"Xiao Chen …" Ying Zongtian could not help feeling anxious. How could Xiao Chen endure Emperor Forsaken's third palm strike in his current state?

An expression of admiration flashed in Emperor Forsaken's eyes. He smiled and said, "You have ambition and a good mental state. For you to be able to defeat Wuque, it is not as simple as luck."

With one glance, Emperor Forsaken could tell that Xiao Chen's mental state had already recovered its calm, entering a state of combat.

Given Xiao Chen's current state, he might really be able to receive the first palm strike's might. "Whoosh!

Whoosh! "

Just at this moment, three figures descended from the sky. They were the Bright Moon Empress, the Myriad-Law Fiend Master, and the Cyclic Astral Lord, who originally did not intend to show themselves.

When the three giants of the Deity Dao Union appeared, these three Primes of the Heavenly Starry Ocean sensed it and had been observing silently.

Due to various reasons, they originally did not want to show themselves. Now, they had no choice but to do so.

"Deity Sovereign, there is no need to use the third palm strike. Why the need to compete with a junior? The might of two palm strikes is already sufficient to help the Divine Son vent his anger. "

The Cyclic Astral Lord lowered his stance and advised.

The Bright Moon Empress also said, "Big Brother Qitian, it is already like this. Let's just forget about it. It is not easy for you to personally come to the Heavenly Starry Ocean. Come to my Lunar Palace and sit for a while. "

The Myriad-Law Fiend Master sighed softly and said, "Deity Sovereign, when we were young, we had some friendship. Let's just forget about the third palm strike."

The three Primes respected Emperor Forsaken's strength. They advised him gently, giving him a way out of this embarrassing situation, hoping that he would stop here.

However, if Xiao Chen really did not give any face, no matter how strong the Deity Sovereign was, the three Primes would step forward.

There was a saying, "After all is said and done, it is time to meet swords and sabers."

Emperor Forsaken showed an uncertain expression. It was impossible to tell whether he was happy, angry, sad, or joyful. No one knew what he was thinking.

Would he use the third palm strike or not? Everyone looked anxiously at Emperor Forsaken, the strongest Prime of the Kunlun Realm, waiting for his decision.

However, the development of the matter seemed somewhat unexpected. It seemed like no one had considered Xiao Chen's thoughts.

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