C141 One Versus Six
C141 One Versus Six
"Arrogant kid!"
Old Woman was furious. She looked at the magic sword and mumbled something.
The ghost toad behind her had a bloody tongue like a sword in its mouth. In an instant, dozens of shadows appeared in the air.
Every shadow and a magic sword crossed each other, emitting a metallic sound.
The archbishop of the Yin God Cult, who was known as an ordinary cultivator, also formed a seal with his hands and kept chanting incantations.
As the obscure and unpleasant incantation sounds rang out, the demonic spider behind him seemed to come to life.
Eight spider spears, as if nothing could break them, collided with the golden magic sword.
Ding, ding, ding, ding...
The surrounding flames collided with each other. Chen Yi stood on his sword. He frowned slightly.
Three mere archbishops were like ants in his eyes, but they were actually able to block his Mystic Gate Orthodox Technique, the Profound Essence Sect's Thirty-Three Evil Slaying Lightning Sword.
"In the end, he's only a Foundation Establishment Middle Class!"
Chen Yi was slightly dissatisfied. He was once an ant, but now, in front of him, he was able to be arrogant and despotic.
Just as Chen Yi was about to use his hand to form a seal and move again.
Suddenly, a spear pierced through a piece of tempered glass. It was like a black shadow, charging towards Chen Yi with unstoppable momentum.
Chen Yi raised his eyes and changed the hand he used to form the seal. Then, he attached magic power to his palm.
Weng!
He grabbed the stone spear with one hand.
"Eastern Ocean Martial Path?"
Chen Yi raised his eyes and saw a short figure charging over. He grabbed the end of the spear. As the Genuine Qi surged, a wave of energy slammed into the arena on the ground.
A clear footprint actually appeared on the metal arena formed from metal.
There was also a majestic force surging towards Chen Yi's palm.
Chen Yi's palm did not move at all. He looked at the short old man. The village's family was comparable to a martial grandmaster in China.
"It is indeed extraordinary to be able to block my attack!"
"In China, you should be considered one of the top experts."
The old man from the Murong family's voice was cold, and there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes. However, even though you have trained to such an extent, you are still so stupid. How dare you come alone? Aren't you afraid of death?"
His hand suddenly shook, wanting to pull out the spear. However, what made the old man's eyes slightly change was that even if he used his full strength, he would still die. It was as if the spear was fixed in Chen Yi's hand, not moving at all.
Chen Yi glanced at the old man from the village, "Die!?"
In his palm, golden magic power surged like flames, burning and gradually attaching to his arms.
At this moment, that pair of black eyes had turned into a brilliant gold color.
It was like the eye of a god, indifferent to all living things, high and mighty, overlooking the world.
"Even your clan's old ancestor did not dare to utter such words in front of me back then!"
"Ant, you dare to utter such disrespectful words in front of me?"
His voice was cold, and the arrogance in it caused the old man's expression to change.
At this moment, he felt the spear in his hand move. At the same time, the old man felt a great sense of danger.
In the next moment, Chen Yi had already disappeared from his eyes.
Not good!
In the old man's heart, As soon as this thought crossed his mind, a pair of golden eyes appeared out of thin air in front of him.
They were indifferent and heartless, just like the heavens in this world.
Before the old man could react, there was an irresistible and majestic force that blasted through the Genuine Qi on his body. A palm landed on his chest.
Bang!
His clothes exploded, and a palm print was branded into the old man's body.
This village family was comparable to a Genuine Qi Stage Martial Grandmaster in Huaxia, and at this moment, they were flying backwards like cannonballs.
Everywhere they passed, everything shattered.
Finally, with a loud thud, the old man seemed to be embedded in a metal wall.
He spat out a large mouthful of blood. Blood even flowed out from his seven apertures.
"What!?"
"Lord Zhengyu!?"
In the Eastern Islands, the villagers, and the Ninjutsu Clan were all shouting at the top of their lungs.
The people of the other three major factions were also looking at Chen Yi in shock.
A single palm strike had severely injured the experts of the villagers?
What kind of terrifying power was this!?
Before Chen Yi could move again, another person came.
The temperature around him dropped drastically. Icicles pierced through the air from the ground.
It was like a rain of ice. Chen Yi looked into the distance and saw that in the Magic Cult's camp... The old man with the scepter had a six-pointed star formation around him.
He had a head full of white hair and his eyes were looking at Chen Yi.
With the power of the formation, he could condense heaven and earth and use it to kill the enemy!
"You dare to shake the heavens with a trivial method?!"
Chen Yi looked at him and only spat out eight words.
With a stomp of his foot, golden magic power spread out around the magic sword and formed a formation.
"Formation with one step?!"
This scene caused the Magic Cult and Yin God Cult, who were experts in formations, to cry out in shock.
When the brilliant golden formation was formed, a blazing fire emerged, engulfing everything.
There was even a resonant phoenix cry. From within the golden formation, a golden phoenix rose into the sky, flapping its wings and soaring into the sky.
This phoenix was five meters long. It was as if it had transcended into sainthood. A pair of phoenix eyes that were like flames stood high above, overlooking all the creatures in the surroundings.
"Is this... a divine beast from China?"
The elder from the Magic Cult had a solemn expression. He took a deep breath and suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood essence from his mouth.
The bright red blood landed on the six-pointed star formation beneath him. In an instant, the six-pointed star formation gradually turned a faint red.
As the old man from the Magic Cult shouted, it was as if there was a devil fire burning inside the hexagram formation.
From within, a three-headed hellhound slowly stood up and let out a low growl.
This was a demonic beast from the west. It carried the power of hell, and every wisp of flame on its body was incomparable to ordinary flames.
Chen Yi looked at it. He said indifferently, "Compared to the twelve-winged holy angel of the past, this kind of lousy method is also worthy to be my enemy!"
As his voice fell, there was a phoenix cry behind him.
The cry was as if it could shake the heavens. The phoenix was the supreme being of all things in the world.
At this moment, the phoenix that was over five meters long pounced towards the three-headed hellhound.
The two creatures formed by the formation fought at this moment.
The phoenix flame and the hellfire collided.
However, what made the old man from the Magic Cult's expression change slightly was that the golden Phoenix Fire was continuously devouring the hellfire of the three-headed dog.
Not only that, but every attack... The Three-Headed Cerberus would leave scars on its body. On the other hand, even if the Golden Phoenix's body was damaged, it would heal very quickly.
If this continued, the Three-Headed Cerberus would be defeated sooner or later.
It was not only the white-haired old man, the people of the five great factions also noticed it.
"Yin Spirit Curse Extermination!"
With a sharp cry, Old Woman was prepared for a long time before she suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. Her seven apertures were overflowing with blood.
Around Chen Yi, there was an invisible spiritual force. It was as if it had turned into a knife, cutting into his mind.
Even Chen Yi could not help but become absent-minded for a moment.
In his sea of consciousness, as far as the eye could see, there was a strand of mind power that charged into it.
However, in the next moment, the wisp of Mental Energy in his sea of consciousness shook slightly. Within his endless sea of consciousness.
There was a figure that stood between the heavens and the earth, as if it had a hundred thousand feet body.
His white hair fell to his shoulders, and his eyes seemed to contain the vicissitudes of time.
Compared to Chen Yi's soul, his mind power was like...
Mount Tai on the surface of a Red Mist!