"Just in time!"
Seeing that the old man from Mount Sainte had suddenly disappeared in front of him, Wang Chen's eyes glinted coldly, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile!
Did he want to fight? Then let's fight!
Wang Chen also wanted to see how strong he had become! How terrifying would his combat strength be, almost on par with someone who had been re-cultivated eight times?
Also, there was that Genesis Splitter divine ability!
Since that was the case, he would let this old man from Mount Sainte be his stepping stone.
"Kill!"
At this thought, Wang Chen let out a furious roar.
His pupils shrank, and Wang Chen's eyes glinted.
"Get the hell out here!"
The next moment, Wang Chen suddenly took a step forward.
Boom …
He threw out a Heavenly Emperor Fist.
Was the old man very fast?
That's right, he was very fast.
But, so what?
With Wang Chen's current strength and the strength of his divine soul, if he couldn't even see the old man's trajectory, then Wang Chen didn't deserve to live in this world.
Someone who could crush Wang Chen? Probably not many people in the entire battlefield. .
Obviously, this old man wasn't on the list of people who could crush Wang Chen!
Thud …
With just one step, Wang Chen's aura suddenly rose to its peak.
Rumble …
Wind Devouring Clouds!
When this Heavenly Emperor Fist was thrown out, Wang Chen's powerful bloodline power was displayed in an instant.
With the combination of Wang Chen's bloodline power and strength, this Heavenly Emperor Fist was probably not inferior to an ordinary divine Power, right?
Heaven and earth cracked.
At this moment, Wang Chen was like a king who had descended.
In the impact of the terrifying bloodline power, Wang Chen's long hair turned blood-red.
Clap, clap, clap …
His long robes fluttered in the wind, making flapping sounds!
"Kill!"
With a dazzling trajectory, this punch seemed to have pierced through the void!
Like a meteor streaking across the sky, it went straight for the shadows.
"Not good!"
Upon seeing this scene and sensing the powerful aura, a series of exclamations came from the void.
Wasn't this the voice of the old man from Mount Sainte?
At that moment, the expression of the old man from Mount Sainte turned extremely ugly as a hint of panic flashed through his eyes.
When it came to speed, he had absolute confidence.
It hadn't been long since he became the Patriarch of Mount Sainte. However, his speed was definitely outstanding among the Patriarchs of Mount Sainte.
Originally, he had thought that his speed was enough to crush Wang Chen.
However, Wang Chen had seen through the truth with just one glance. How could the old man not panic?
Wang Chen's speed was faster than expected. It had far exceeded the old man's imagination and expectations! His plan could be said to have failed.
Upon seeing the Heavenly Emperor Fist and sensing its powerful bloodline aura, the old man's body froze for a moment.
Boom …
Amidst the booming sounds, the shadows that the old man was dragging out were instantly shattered.
Time and space were just frozen for a moment before suddenly exploding, shattering into pieces.
The old man's True God appeared in the torn Heaven and Earth.
Wang Chen's Heavenly Emperor Fist was heading straight for him.
How could the old man not panic?
"Dream on!"
The old man's expression froze as he shouted furiously.
Bam, bam, bam …
The old man overlapped his palms and counterattacked Wang Chen without holding back.
"Hmph! Do you really think you can be so presumptuous here with such insignificant skills? "
The corners of Wang Chen's mouth curled into a smirk when he saw how flustered the old man was.
Condescending?
That's right, the old man was condescending.
Otherwise, how could he be so confident that he could crush him with his speed? Otherwise, why would he be in such a hurry?
Didn't he know that a single mistake in a fight between powerhouses could cause the entire battle to go out of control?
Now, Wang Chen seized the opportunity.
While the old man was in a hurry, Wang Chen prepared the Heavenly Emperor Fist and blasted it forward without holding back.
It was so powerful that it could destroy everything.
Whoosh …
In the distorted void, Wang Chen's fist was aimed at the old man's vital point.
Bang, bang, bang …
In the blink of an eye, a series of booming sounds could be heard.
Terrifying waves of air swept out in all directions.
The dull sound of the collision was shaking everyone's nerves.
"So powerful!"
His face turned red in an instant.
A look of horror flashed across the Sacred Mountain Patriarch's eyes as he felt the power that erupted from Wang Chen's attack.
Wang Chen's Heavenly Emperor Fist was like a mountain, like the ocean, with endless power.
The violent power rushed into the old man's body as though it was going to tear it apart.
From the inside out, Wang Chen had such perfect control of the hidden force?
Her face instantly flushed red.
Pfft …
In the blink of an eye, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood.
Even his bloodline was shaken at this moment.
How powerful was Wang Chen's bloodline now?
The power of his bloodline could be said to be earth-shattering and enough to crush many other bloodlines.
If it was a weak martial artist, his bloodline would probably explode and die under the suppression of the power of his bloodline.
Even though the old man was the Patriarch of Mount Sainte and was powerful, he felt his blood churning at this moment.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the old man's face turned even redder.
The blood in his body seemed to be out of control.
This was simply a demonic ability.
The old man, who was full of confidence, did not expect that he would suffer such a big loss in just one exchange.
Whoosh …
As the old man screamed, a wave of airwave swept out in all directions.
The wind howled!
The old man's body seemed to fall apart as he was blasted backward by Wang Chen.
"Hahaha … That's all you've got! The strength of a late-stage eight re-cultivation? How could someone with such strength become the Patriarch of Mount Sainte? It seems that Mount Sainte has really declined! "
He succeeded in one attack, and it was satisfying!
Looking at the old man who was forced to retreat, Wang Chen laughed loudly.
The old man's strength? He was almost as strong as Wang Chen!
He was even weaker than Wang Chen.
Because of this, Wang Chen had the upper hand in one exchange!
Because of this, the power of Wang Chen's bloodline could show such powerful energy at this moment.
Otherwise, how could the power of Wang Chen's bloodline shake the old man's bloodline so easily?
The Divine Martial Bloodline was heaven-defying.
However, in the face of absolute strength, there was nothing it could do.
Obviously, the old man had not reached that level.
"Kill!"
Strike while the iron is hot. .
After succeeding in one move, Wang Chen sneered and attacked again.
As the old man retreated, Wang Chen performed the Sky-shaking Steps one after another!
Sky-shaking Seven Steps!
Thud, thud, thud …
Amidst the raging airwaves, Wang Chen triggered heaven and earth.
The Sky-shaking Fist was enough to deal with the old man.
"Damn it! What a powerful aura! What a terrifying gravity! So powerful! "
Seeing that Wang Chen was charging at him again, the old man could no longer remain calm.
His face turned pale, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
Was this Wang Chen's strength?
Was this Wang Chen's strength?
Bastard! How could he be so powerful?
Before the surging blood in his body could completely calm down, Wang Chen attacked again.
He was so fast.
The pressure of the gravity made the old man feel like he had fallen into a swamp.
What made the old man even angrier was what Wang Chen had said.
The old man could not deny what he had said.
The late stage of eight re-cultivation.
Yes, this was the old man's strength.
This kind of strength was enough to dominate the battlefield, and he could be called a top expert.
However, in Mount Sainte? That was not enough!
At their peak, which one of the thirty-six Patriarchs of Mount Sainte did not have the strength of nine re-cultivations? In the most glorious era, even the Patriarchs had reached nine re-cultivations!
If they were not the best of the nine re-cultivations, it was impossible to become the Patriarch of Mount Sainte.
Over the years, the strength of Mount Sainte and the whole world had declined, but it was still strong.
Today, the dozens of Patriarchs of Mount Sainte had the strength of nine re-cultivations!
However, the glory on the surface could not hide the embarrassment of Mount Sainte! No one was available. This was the situation Mount Sainte was facing.
There were many experts, but no one was available!
It was contradictory, but it was the reality!
Because among these dozens of Patriarchs, many had chosen to live in seclusion! Or, many of these Patriarchs were from the four major families, the Zhan Family, and the four sacred grounds. There were even people from a few families with special constitutions.
Could Mount Sainte trust these people completely?
Obviously not!
The four major families and the four sacred grounds had chosen to betray. Not only could these Patriarchs not be used, but Mount Sainte had to pay attention to them to prevent them from doing anything!
Even the Zhan Family had chosen to abandon Mount Sainte, and the Starmoon Family!
How many Patriarchs of Mount Sainte could be used?
Because of this, the Sacred Mountain had gained a batch of Patriarchs during this period.
The old man before him was one of them.
Their strength had not reached the level of nine re-cultivations! However, they had obtained such a high position.
That was why the old man was so eager for quick success at this moment. He wanted to kill Wang Chen first to prove his strength and value!
Who would have thought that Wang Chen would be so difficult to deal with?
The old man's expression turned ferocious as he recalled Wang Chen's disdainful expression.
Seeing that Wang Chen was charging at him, the old man gritted his teeth. "Bastard, don't be presumptuous, Wang Chen! Kill! "
Since he couldn't avoid it, he could only face it head-on.
At this time, if he forcefully chose to avoid it, it would only put him in a more passive situation.
Whether it was for the sake of Mount Sainte's glory, or his own dignity, the old man had no other choice.
After Wang Chen took seven steps, the Way of Gravity reached its limit. Wang Chen punched out, and the old man roared as he took out his Divine Weapon to defend himself.
"Wang Chen, Mount Sainte doesn't need you to tell me what to do! Watch how this old man beheads you today! "
Whoosh …
As he roared, the weapon in the old man's hand drew a long arc and collided with Wang Chen's Sky Quake Fist.
This was a battle to defend his honor and dignity.
The old man could not fail!
Wang Chen? He would not allow himself to fail!
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