Chapter 1,247 The Power of the Spirit Warrior

Between the vast heaven and earth, six figures were facing each other in the distance. At this moment, it seemed as if a violent wind was taking shape from the sky and the earth, and then howling crazily in all directions, causing constant whistling sounds between the heaven and the earth.

An indescribable sense of oppression shrouded the world, not only making the air between heaven and earth quietly solidify, but even the noisy atmosphere around the white jade square became silent at this time.

Countless eyes were watching the light curtain nervously. They all knew that after many eliminations, the final decisive battle was ushered in on the supreme battlefield, and the only quota would be from there. Born among six people.

But obviously, more people are optimistic about the three holy sons of Xitian War Hall. After all, whether in terms of reputation or record, they are far better than Muchen and the others.

As for Muchen, who had taken over Liu Xingchen's position, after everyone thought about it, they felt that even Liu Xingchen was severely injured by Ling Zhanzi. Although the latter had many tricks up his sleeve, it might still not be enough to shake Ling Zhanzi.

Looking at it this way, in terms of lineup alone, the Three Holy Sons have an absolute advantage.

"Alas, it seems that this time, the three of them, Sumu and Mu, have also returned in vain." A strong man sighed. The Holy Son of the West Heaven War Palace is really too strong. The strong ones among them can't do it at all. Can't compete with it.

"Nothing is absolute. Who knows whether there will be accidents in the supreme battlefield this time, but there are not many." However, there are also people who have other opinions. They do not think that the Three Holy Sons are truly guaranteed to win. After all, although the Three Holy Sons are strong, Su Mu, Trumen and the fast-rising Muchen are not necessarily easy to manipulate.

"But no matter what, this battle will probably be so intense that it's hard to describe. I just don't know who will have the last laugh in the end."

These words have attracted many echoes. Being able to persist until now in the supreme battlefield where many heroes gather is enough to show the excellence of these six people.

In the frozen sky and earth, six lines of sight intertwined in the distance, and there seemed to be a biting cold breath flowing faintly.

"Haha, did the last three mice really get together?"

Ling Jianzi's voice was the first to break the frozen atmosphere. He looked at Su Mu, Trumen and Muchen with a smile, his eyes were like looking at prey that fell into a trap.

"Don't always think of yourself as a hunter. Even if you are a hunter, you will sometimes be killed by your prey." Su Mu raised his eyes, looked at Ling Jianzi with sharp and cold eyes, and sneered.

"Oh, is it so?"

Ling Jianzi shrugged noncommittally, then revealed his gloomy white teeth: "In that case, just break all the limbs of the prey so that he doesn't even have the strength to fight back."

Ling Jianzi and Su Mu were facing each other tit for tat, with murderous intent surging in each other's eyes. Obviously, there should have been some grudges between the two people.

When Ling Jianzi and Su Mu looked at each other fiercely, Ling Zhanzi, who was in the middle, fixed his unwavering eyes on Muchen, and then he seemed to smile and said: " Liu Xingchen’s war seals should have all fallen into your hands.”

Muchen nodded calmly.

"Give me all the battle seals, and then withdraw from the battlefield yourself. You are the person recommended by Emperor Yan. I don't want you to be too embarrassed and make Emperor Yan lose face." Ling Zhanzi stretched out his palm and pointed at Mu Chen smiled, but there was no warmth in his smile. His eyes staring at Muchen were also full of indifference.

In response to his indifference, a smile appeared on Muchen's young and handsome face. He shook his head and said with a smile: "No."

"Ha ha."

Muchen's simple and honest answer made Truman on the side laugh out loud. Ling Zhanzi's words seemed gentle, but the contempt contained in them made people angry. However, Muchen's serious answer instantly turned De Ling Zhanzi's oppressive aura into a funny joke.

Ling Zhanzi stared at Muchen, nodded slightly after a while, and sighed: "If that's the case, then no wonder I don't give Lord Yan the face."

"The Xitian War Emperor may still listen to his words to give Emperor Yan some face. As for you, although you are a disciple trained by the Xitian War Emperor, compared with him, you are still several levels behind." Muchen also sighed helplessly. , said.

Mu Chen was also very unhappy with Ling Zhanzi's pretentious tone, so when he fought back, he was extremely ruthless and did not give the former any face.

Muchen's counterattack was obviously quite cruel to Ling Zhanzi, so Lingzhanzi stared at Muchen and was silent for a moment, then he rubbed his brows and said, "It seems that you are really sincere. court death."

His voice was still calm, but this time, everyone felt the strong murderous intention.

Ling Jianzi and Ling Longzi also noticed Ling Zhanzi's state, and immediately cast pitiful glances at Muchen, because they knew Ling Zhanzi too well. Over the years, whenever Ling Zhanzi was about to kill him, He would involuntarily rub the center of his brows every time, and in the end, his opponents would all die in miserable and unsightly ways.

Muchen, I'm afraid he will know later what a heavy price he has to pay for angering Ling Zhanzi.

"Choose someone."

Ling Zhanzi looked at Lingjianzi and Linglongzi and said calmly.

Ling Jianzi was the first to laugh loudly, and shot directly towards the mountains in the distance. The sharp and cold sword energy rose into the sky, and laughter followed: "Su Mu, I think you will , do you still dare to be named after the Sword Immortal?"

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Su Mu sneered, tiptoed, and flew out like a roc, carrying the majestic sword energy and rushing towards the mountain range.

When Ling Longzi saw that Ling Jianzi had chosen Su Mu, he cast his eyes on Truman, who was also burly, grinned and said, "Shall we go and have some fun too?"

"Stay with me to the end!"

Truman's body shot out violently, and violent spiritual power filled the world.

Linglongzi also looked up to the sky and roared, and quickly followed.

As the four people left, the vast forest suddenly became silent. Only Muchen and Ling Zhanzi were facing each other from a distance. There seemed to be cold murderous intent in their eyes, quietly condensing. rise.

Roar!

Muchen had no expression on his face, and with a wave of his sleeves, the Soul-Slaying Guard and the Demon-Slaying Guard flashed out. The majestic fighting spirit instantly gathered and transformed into the Xuanwu War Spirit. Then, carrying the mighty fighting spirit, they directly faced Ling Zhanzi rushed to kill him.

Facing the Xuanwu War Spirit that rushed towards him like a mountain, the Supreme Being would usually be shaken and retreat. However, Ling Zhanzi's eyes showed no fluctuation. He just stretched out his arms and stamped his feet. The body was shot out directly.

boom!

With just one breath, his tiny figure appeared in front of the Xuanwu War Spirit, and then stretched out his palms, and unexpectedly collided with the Xuanwu War Spirit that seemed to have gathered the power of thousands of troops. together.

Bang bang!

A violent shock wave raged, and the space trembled.

However, Muchen's eyes suddenly froze at this moment, because he saw that at the moment of collision, Ling Zhanzi's body was like a rock. No matter how the Xuanwu War Spirit exploded with terrifying power, he But it didn't move at all.

Tsk!

Ling Zhanzi's sleeves were shattered by the impact of that force, and there were countless mysterious marks on his arms. Those marks seemed to be engraved on his arms.

Muchen looked at those marks and was slightly shocked in his heart, because he discovered that those marks were also war marks!

However, these war marks that were supposed to appear on the spirit of war spirit now appear on the body of the spirit warrior!

"Is it because of the unique fighting spiritual power of the Western Heaven War Emperor?" Muchen's eyes flickered. It is said that the Western Heaven War Emperor can combine his own spiritual power with his fighting spirit and turn it into a unique spiritual power. That kind of spiritual power is It’s called combat spiritual power!

In the sky, the tiny Ling Zhanzi and the huge Xuanwu War Spirit seemed to be wrestling. On Ling Zhanzi's arms, the countless battle patterns shone with light. The next moment, the sound of violent shouting suddenly resounded. .

"Get out of here!"

Ling Zhanzi shouted loudly, and during the burst of light, the huge body of Xuanwu War Spirit flew out at this moment, landing in the forest sea, and plowing out traces of tens of thousands of feet with a rumble.

Ling Zhanzi stood in the sky, and a vast and violent spiritual power burst out from his body like a storm. At this time, he was like a god of war.

His eyes were shining with dazzling light, directed at Muchen, and a cold and cold voice slowly came out: "You are still not ready for fighting in front of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and turned into afterimages, heading straight towards Muchen.

However, just as he rushed into the area of ​​​​1,000 feet around Mu Chen, spiritual power suddenly roared from the sky and the earth, a spiritual power array appeared, and nine spiritual power dragons roared out.

However, facing the Nine-Dragon Immortal Killing Formation, Ling Zhanzi had no intention of retreating and his speed continued unabated. Whenever a giant spiritual dragon arrived in front of him, he punched it out with no fancy punch.

boom! boom! boom!

Each of his punches contained terrifying power. When the punch came out, the space shattered and the dragon was annihilated.

When the nine fists fell, the Nine Dragons Immortal Killing Formation exploded into pieces.

At this time, Ling Zhanzi was simply extremely powerful!

Muchen looked at this scene, and his expression gradually became serious. Although this Ling Zhanzi was unpleasant, with such strength, he was indeed the most powerful person among the high-ranking supremes that Muchen had ever met!

And around the White Jade Square, countless people stared at this scene in stunned silence, obviously frightened by the fierce power of Ling Zhanzi's punch that knocked away the Xuanwu War Spirit, and then the nine punches that broke the formation.

At this time, they had just realized how powerful and domineering the head of the three holy sons of the West Heaven War Palace was!

Even Luo Tianshen had a frightened face and eyes full of worry, because he knew that facing such a fierce spirit warrior, even Muchen would be in real danger.