Thunder Martial

Looking at the dead seventh level, beside Ben Senlu, the three sons of gods, apart from shock and fear, the rest is heartache.

They were able to bring a seventh-level person this time, but it took a lot of effort. They thought that they could easily solve the battle, but who would have thought that they would be killed with one move.

And it was killed by level six.

Who can believe this?

Although the faces of the three of them are pale at the moment, and the consumption is obviously great, but the seventh level is already dead and cannot be resurrected, which makes the next battle how to fight?

In the distance, Sydney and the others were too shocked to say a word, and they were even so shocked that they no longer guessed the identity of the man with the knife.

Because this scene is really shocking.

After being shocked, the rest is regret.

Obviously that shield was given by Kui Wei, but it was so terrifying that it killed a seventh-level man forcefully.

I believe that at this moment, even Kui Wei, who is full of determination, must have collapsed in his heart.

Not to mention the feelings of Xinlin and Xavier, as if the things belonged to them, their hearts were bleeding.

"What are the knives, swords, and shields? Can't you be a super magic weapon?" Xavier exclaimed. Obviously, the opponent is so powerful not because of their own strong combat power, but because of the weapon.

At this moment, Kui Wei was extremely shocked, but he still had the strength to concentrate. His eyes were looking upwards, to be precise, at Zi Chen who was holding a knife, and his eyes were constantly changing.

"good very good!"

In the quiet room, Bensonlu's voice suddenly sounded. So many people died, even the seventh level died. The people around him were shocked and heartbroken, but he was still calm. .

The reason why he was calm was because none of the seventh-level dead belonged to him.

The eighth level he brought is still behind him.

He took a few steps forward, looked at the weapons in the hands of the three people in front of him, and said with satisfaction: "I'll take what's in your hands!"

"It's up to you?" Zi Chen said coldly, his pale face gradually returning to normal.

just one hit,

The consumption of one's own strength is not too big, the most important thing is the consumption of the soul.

"With him!"

Benson Lu took a step sideways, and a person walked out behind him.

When he walked out, the power of the god envoy on his body began to release, one after another lingering on the surface of his body.

There are eight ways.

Eighth-level angel.

A powerful aura was released immediately, and at this moment, the world seemed to be dimmed because of this aura.

"Level eight!"

After feeling this scene, everyone's expressions changed drastically, including Zi Chen.

Everyone never expected that the other party would be able to find Level 8.

"How?" Ben Senlu stepped back, looking at the three of Zichen playfully.

Zi Chen's face is undoubtedly ugly, he thought that the battle would be over by killing three seventh-levels, but who would have thought that he would meet eighth-levels.

"Senior, is there a way?" Zi Chen asked via sound transmission, obviously asking Qi Ling for help.

"If you are at the seventh level, or have comprehended the five sword intents, plus my cooperation, it is still possible. As for now, I advise you to run." Qi Ling's voice sounded in Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, Zi Chen can't cooperate with Dao Ling, so the other two don't have to think about it.

Wang Xian'er comprehended a sword intent, but the monk didn't comprehend a shield intent at all.

Facing the eighth level at this moment, there is no possibility of winning at all.

"Shua!"

Wuji flashed to Zichen's side, and Yin-Yang clone appeared.

The craftsman ancestor followed and stood on the other side.

Yiqian wanted to keep up, but was blocked by the god clone next to her. The god clone looked at Yiqian and shook his head, then he walked up holding the stone knife.

When he stepped forward, the camouflaged light on the stone knife had dissipated, and the stone knife appeared.

In this way, his identity is completely exposed, that is, the skeleton.

Looking at the sixth level standing in a row, Bensonlu's face flashed a sneer, "Idiot, you think you can defeat the eighth level with a large number of people? If the number is useful, why do you need the level?"

Afterwards, he retreated and saw the extremely ugly faces of the three people beside him, so he said, "Isn't it just the loss of three seventh-level people? If we kill them, then our gain will be enough to make up for this loss!"

Hearing what Ben Senlu said, the three took a special look at the weapons in the hands of the three of Zichen, and then at the ninth-level general city, their faces softened a little.

Level 8 walked forward, his speed was deliberately slow, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously deliberately putting pressure on everyone.

"idiot!"

Zi Chen said indifferently, and saw a ray of light beside him, which rushed away first.

It's a clone.

A clone of a god with a god bone.

He held the stone knife tightly, and with a divine light shining on his body, he rushed forward to kill.

The eighth-level figure flashed, rushed to the clone, and punched out.

"puff!"

The clone was chopped off with a single blow, and a bloodstain appeared on the arm of the eighth-level divine envoy.

So what about the eighth level, the sharp stone knife can still break through the defense.

"boom!"

And the eighth-level fist also landed on the clone's chest, and the clone flew upside down with a powerful blow.

He smiled triumphantly, thinking that with such a punch, even if he couldn't kill the sixth level, at least he would seriously injure the opponent.

This is the advantage of realm.

But the next moment, his expression changed slightly, and he saw the avatar charging towards him again unscathed.

"How is this possible?" Level 8 was a little puzzled.

"kill!"

With a low shout, Zi Chen's real body rushed forward, and Wang Xian'er followed closely behind him.

Wuji stood on the spot, and the two avatars formed seals, showing extreme yin and extreme yang.

The yin and yang energies met in mid-air, then merged, and under his control, they moved forward.

When the clone was blown away, the Yin-Yang energy reached the eighth level and exploded, forming a terrifying wave.

This attack, which could directly kill a level 6 divine envoy, failed to injure a level 8 divine envoy.

It can be seen that the higher the level of the envoy, the stronger the combat power and defense will become.

Carpenter Ancestor rushed forward, holding an energy sledgehammer, and slammed it on the eighth-level god envoy.

The giant hammer shattered and shook violently, and the craftsman ancestor flew upside down.

"laugh!"

In Wang Xian'er's hand, the long sword stabbed straight forward, straight to the eighth level's chest.

There was a flash of light on the opponent, but it disappeared in an instant.

"careful!"

Zi Chen let out a low cry, and saw a figure appearing on Wang Xian'er's side, using the eighth level of divine walking.

He punched Wang Xian'er forcefully, but encountered a shining shield.

The monk's speed was not slow, and he immediately dodged forward, and Wang Xian'er took advantage of the momentum to retreat.

"Peng!"

Strong shock, a powerful force fell on the light shield, part of it was bounced back, and part of it could not be resolved, directly knocking the monk into the air.

"Shua!"

Zi Chen's long-prepared knife finally showed, with three sword intents lingering around the blade.

In the hand of the eighth-level divine envoy, a lightsaber appeared, blocking the knife.

"Shua!"

With a slash, the lightsaber disappeared, and the arc of the knife spread forward, passing the body of the eighth-level god envoy.

It was just an afterimage, and the opponent's body had already receded far away.

The divine walking of the god race is known as the fastest speed in the god world, and only the lightning nine death of the star of life can resist it.

At this moment, the opponent was two levels higher than them, and under the condition that Zichen didn't want to reveal his identity, no one in the field could catch up with the opponent's speed.

The avatar once again showed a magical step, killing towards the eighth level.

But the gap between the two levels prevented him from gaining an obvious advantage.

"Peng!"

With one blow, the clone flew upside down, coughing up blood while flying upside down.

"puff!"

The eighth-level divine envoy turned into light and disappeared. When he came in front of the craftsman ancestor, he punched the flying craftsman ancestor, who coughed up blood and was injured.

Afterwards, he came to Wuji again, and saw the light flashing on Wuji's body, his body disappeared in an instant, and the punch of the eighth-level divine envoy fell through the air.

After the punch missed, he rushed to Wuji's real body again.

The monk exploded with extreme speed in an instant, reached Wuji, and blocked the front with his shield.

"boom!"

Powerful energy continued to surge, the eighth-level envoy was knocked back, and the monk and Wuji also flew backwards.

In the case where the realm is not dominant, and there is no powerful technique, just an eighth level can put them in danger.

Zi Chen quickly caught up and slashed out again, only to see the eighth-level divine envoy block the moment with the lightsaber again, and then use extreme speed to avoid it.

"it's useless!"

Behind, Bensonlu looked at this scene proudly, the power of the eighth level was already in his expectation.

Kui Wei still stood watching from a distance, at this moment he was not sure whether the person holding the knife was who he thought he was.

If not, then there is nothing wrong with it. I can only say that Yiqian was lucky and found a powerful assistant.

But if it is, the meaning it represents is different, and I believe the entire God Realm will be shaken by it.

Because he broke the rules.

In this world, all the rules are customized by the Protoss, and they must follow the will of the Protoss, and no one can violate it.

Anyone who breaks the rules must die.

On the battlefield at this moment, Wuji was injured and retreated.

Zi Chen used to use Thunder and Lightning Nine Deaths, which made many people feel difficult, because with his speed, he can almost be invincible.

However, right now, the eighth level occupies an absolute speed, which makes the opponent invincible.

Nowadays, either suppress the opponent with the same speed, or find a way to trap the opponent.

If you want to be trapped during this period, expanding the world is a good way.

But to show the world at this time, wouldn't that tell Kui Wei his true identity?

There are too many uncontrollable factors, and he doesn't want to reveal his identity yet.

So if this is the case, you can only use the second method.

He looked back at the clone, who nodded at him.

Afterwards, he sent a voice transmission: "After the clone traps him, you show a powerful blow again. We must kill him with one blow!"

The retreating clone began to form seals with both hands, and this seal was relatively complicated.

This is a divine skill, awakened in his mind.

"Sleepy hand!"

The avatar let out a low cry, and saw that the light on his body disappeared in an instant, and the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness also became sluggish.

On the sky, energy surged, and a big hand exuding divine light appeared.

The big hand descended from the sky and went straight to the eighth-level envoy.

After the eighth-level envoy looked up and saw the big hand, his face changed drastically, and he kept using divine steps to try to break free from the lock.

But it was useless, the big hand fell directly, trapping the eighth-level envoy.

"Do it!"

Zi Chen and the others rushed forward.

In the distance, the faces of the sons of the gods showed horror.

Sleepy hands!

Belonging to the God of the Ninth Heavenly God.