Thunder Martial

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The magic ape killed a seventh-level god king with one stick, such combat power is moving.

On the other side, the monk laughed loudly and charged forward with the Demon Subduing Pestle.

Buddha's light lingered on his body, like a sun, releasing soft light, making everyone feel peaceful in their hearts, as if they had come to a pure land.

But this is obviously an illusion. There is a strong murderous intent in this peaceful light. Wherever it passes, the king of gods is killed.

Swish!

Beside Zi Chen, Zhang Haotian's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he came to the side of a seventh-level god king, and with a flash of black light, his figure disappeared again.

The body of the seventh-level god king was frozen in mid-air, and the next moment it fell towards the ground, and its vitality had disappeared.

Except for Zichen, Yiqian and the housekeeper Siluo, all the people brought by Zichen took action.

In the eyes of everyone, these people are all seventh-level realms, but their combat power is terrifyingly powerful, and they can easily kill the same level.

As soon as the battle broke out, the god kings of the Amon family continued to die.

Such a powerful combat power made everyone's faces change drastically, with disbelief on their faces.

The realms of the two sides are obviously the same, but the difference in combat power is too great.

In a blink of an eye, the god kings who rushed up before all turned into corpses and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, go all out!"

The elder was obviously angry, his expression became extremely crazy, and he shouted loudly.

Wave after wave of powerful aura came from a distance, among them were some eighth-level powerhouses, and even ninth-level ones.

The Amon family is an old family, and there is naturally a ninth-level god king in the family.

When these eighth-levels arrived, they joined the battlefield. One of the eighth-levels met the demon ape, and the demon ape fell with a stick.

boom!

energy shock,

The space is violently distorted and may be broken at any time.

The demon ape's figure flickered, and opposite him, the eighth-level god king coughed up blood and flew upside down.

One hit is the difference between victory and defeat.

Such a scene was even more shocking. Even Thorpe, who had been watching the show, became serious at the moment.

Although he didn't take these seventh levels seriously, he asked himself that he had never had such a powerful combat power when he was in this realm.

Zi Chen, who had not moved all this time, took a step forward, releasing the breath of the eighth grade, he said coldly: "All idlers and others will retreat, otherwise we will treat you as members of the Eamon family and the Thorpe family!"

Feeling the oppressive breath coming from the air, many people's faces changed drastically, and they retreated one after another.

Obviously Zi Chen is the leader of the group, his subordinates are so powerful, wouldn't the leader be stronger.

The crowd who came to watch the ceremony began to retreat, and the breath released from Zi Chen made them feel more and more depressed.

A level nine reached the air and attacked the possessed ape.

Zi Chen stepped forward, and his figure disappeared.

The next moment, he was in front of this ninth level, and the long knife he was already holding was out of its sheath.

Swish!

A shining arc of the knife slashed across and went straight into the distance.

The arc of the knife passed over Jiulv's body, and the menacing Jiujiu's body froze.

Before the saber arc disappeared, Zi Chen's figure had disappeared from the eyes of the ninth level, and appeared beside the monk, and then another saber arc appeared, passing the body of the ninth level in front.

Zi Chen's speed was like a teleportation, appearing in four places one after another, and four saber arcs appeared in those four places.

With the disappearance of the knife arc, Zi Chen reappeared in place.

The four ninth ranks from the Amon family stopped in mid-air as they rushed forward, and the terrifying aura surging around them dissipated in an instant.

Puffy's voice sounded, and the four nine-level fell to the ground and died.

All around screamed again, and the crowd who had already retreated far away retreated to the rear again, terrified.

The ninth-level god king is already the pinnacle of this world, but he didn't expect to be slaughtered so easily.

The faces of all the members of the Amon family changed greatly, and there was deep panic in their eyes. Since the battle, but in just a short moment, they died four ninth-level, several eighth-level, and a dozen seventh-level, such a loss. The Amon family couldn't bear it either.

You know, they are all cultivated protoss, not war machines of foreign races.

Thorpe, who has always been calm, has difficulty maintaining his composure at this moment. When he looked at Zi Chen again, there was a lot of fear in his eyes.

Kui Wei, who was rescued by the demon ape, smiled wryly, the gap in combat power between him and Zi Chen was no longer a little bit.

The battle ended quickly, and all the god kings who rushed up turned into corpses.

Swish! Swish! Swish! ...

The monk and the others then withdrew to Zi Chen's side, and the powerful aura surging from his body made the surroundings extremely depressing.

The surrounding area was completely silent and quiet, but this quietness was quickly broken by Zi Chen, "We want to bring Goddess Xinlin back to Tianshen Mansion!"

Zi Chen's sharp gaze swept across the audience, and landed on the elder, "Do you have any objections?"

"You...you deceive people too much!" The old man's face was full of anger.

Zi Chen's expression became indifferent, and he said: "Although I look down on your Eamon family very much, if you persist in your obsession, then I don't mind letting this family be destroyed!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience became silent again, as if even the sound of breathing had stopped.

"My Amon family has been established for tens of thousands of years, and there are countless ninth-level powerhouses. How can I be afraid of your threat?"

The old man said coldly: "Let me see today how you destroyed my Amon family."

Zichen heard the sound, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Oh, there are countless numbers on the ninth level, I don't know where these countless numbers are, dare you let me see them?"

The ninth level that came earlier was slaughtered by Zichen in an instant, and there is no other ninth level in the Amon family yet.

In the face of this kind of massacre, the ninth level who came first will definitely die, so at this time, there is no ninth level to come.

However, the Amon family obviously didn't show the fear they should have. They saw many god kings coming in the distance, their eyes flashed with murderous intent, and they approached here.

Feeling the strong murderous intent, Zi Chen's expression became more and more disdainful, he looked up at the sky, and said: "Lei Luo!"

His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The originally clear sky became extremely bright at this moment, and soon became dazzling again. After everyone saw what the bright light was, they all exclaimed.

Swish! Swish! ...

These rays of light fell, and each one corresponded to a god king.

When the light hit these god kings, there was a deafening roar between the heaven and the earth.

Thunder, everywhere, continued to wreak havoc, and in a blink of an eye, the surrounding area became a sea of ​​thunder. In this sea of ​​thunder, there were countless screams.