Chapter 709
"Fight with me. My realm is almost the same as yours but slightly higher than yours. I will suppress the realm, and you and my same realm will be a fair fight."
"As for what you want to ask, he knows."
When the young Heavenly Venerable spoke, he pointed to the joy on the ground.
Seeing Heavenly Venerable pointing at me, I look very happy and look at that posture because I want to make a good impression on myself in front of Heavenly Venerable.
However, Heavenly Venerable only pointed at him, and didn't turn his head and looked towards him.
"You are transformed by the tribulation thunder, why do you have your own consciousness?"
After a while, Chen Xinglie asked the biggest doubt in his heart.
But the black clothed youth just looked at him with a smile, and didn't seem to be ready to solve Chen Xinglie's doubts.
Chen Xinglie saw that he didn't want to say more and didn't ask any more, his face turned straight, his eyes fixed on the black clothed youth in front of him.
Blunt said: "Since you don't want to say more, let's fight!"
The black clothed youth did not respond, but the aura on the body was gradually becoming stronger.
Feeling the powerful imposing manner of the young man in front of him, Chen Xinglie's heart beats.
This guy...even if he suppresses the realm to the same realm as himself, his strength is far superior to himself.
Without waiting for Chen Xinglie to think too much, the silhouette of the young Heavenly Venerable has appeared in front of him.
So fast!
This is Chen Xinglie’s first feeling. He didn’t expect the black clothed youth of his same realm, and the speed is so fast that he can really play against such an opponent. ?
There is a trace of fear in his heart. Chen Xinglie has traveled to this foreign world until now, the opponents he has encountered have either spanned several realms and completely crushed him.
Either the realm is similar to me, but the battle strength is much weaker than me. Where did I encounter a powerhouse like the black clothed youth in front of me?
The young Heavenly Venerable didn't give him time to think, and the voice still passed into Chen Xinglie's ears.
"Do you dare to think of other things in a fight with me?"
There are some dissatisfaction and disdain in the words.
Chen Xinglie frowned, looking at the opponent's fist about to fall on him at the next moment, he quickly raised the big sword in his hand.
The big sword drew a cold glow in front of him, pointing directly at the black clothed youth in front of him.
The fist of the young Heavenly Venerable collided with the big sword, Chen Xinglie stepped back, a trace of blood falling from the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the black clothed youth again, it's just a step back!
A collision with the enemy's weapon with a flesh fist, even a powerful weapon like the Great Sword, only made the black clothed youth take a step back.
"en? This weapon is Interesting."
The young Heavenly Venerable looked at the big sword in Chen Xinglie's hand, said with a smile.
Chen Xinglie wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth. He didn't have the mind to talk to the other party. He didn't respond when he saw the other party talking.
Only the hand holding the big sword tightened for a few minutes, and the silhouette disappeared in place.
When Chen Xinglie's silhouette disappeared, the black clothed youth's face did not see the slightest panic, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth did not disappear.
"Ding!"
The black clothed youth raised his hand to hold a cold glow and looked intently. The cold glow in the young man's hand was the great sword in the hands of Chen Xinglie.
The great sword of extremely high grade was actually held by the black clothed youth at this time, and even when the young man’s palm confronted the great sword, there was a clear sound of golden and iron chatting.
The strong performance of black clothed youth really makes people unimaginable how far his real battle strength has reached.
Seeing that the other party easily held the big sword, Chen Xinglie was also complexion greatly changed.
Is this a fart?
The sword that he used all his strength to conceal his figure was all easily held in the hand by the other party, and his posture seemed to have plenty of energy.
A trace of despair flooded Chen Xinglie's heart. What is his name?
I’m crossing the tribulation, how did I become such a thing?
"Why? I lost my confidence when I got here?"
The words of a black clothed youth faint smile broke Chen Xinglie's thoughts.
Fiercely bit the tip of his tongue. Chen Xinglie forced himself to calm down. Under the intense pain, his mind returned to Peak state.
Chen Xinglie coldly snorted said: "hmph, where is this? Let's fight for another three hundred rounds!"
The voice fell, and the hands holding the big sword began to exert strength.
The black clothed youth seems to have not felt the immense power from the sword in his hand, and still looks like a breeze.
"This is a bit like."
When the voice fell, the black clothed youth took the initiative to release the sword.
Chen Xinglie retreats when he sees coldly snorted, the other party is letting him water?
Fuck your sister, Chen Xinglie, I don’t need it!
Lodly roared in my heart, my face flushed, this is a manifestation of anger surge.
"Thunder technique, open!"
With a silent sound in my heart, the endless sky tribulation thunder gushes out of Chen Xinglie's body.
Chen Xinglie wrapped in layers of thunder, the Heavenly Tribulation aura on his body at this moment is actually much stronger than the black clothed youth formed by thunder.
The thunder covered on Chen Xinglie's body surged at a speed visible to naked eye, instantly turning into a suit of armor.
The whole body is covered by the armor of thunder. Chen Xinglie at this moment is like the god who controls the nine heavenly thunder.
The black clothed youth watched Chen Xinglie's series of operations quietly, without any intention of interrupting him.
Seeing that Chen Xinglie was ready, he was going to fight to the death, and then he said: "Interesting, interesting!"
Chen Xinglie coldly snorted, right hand grip Holding the big sword, holding a lightning-shaped thunder in his left hand, the thunder surging with a burst of breath turned out to be like a weapon in his hand at this moment.
Power of Thunder is still pouring out of the body, Chen Xinglie’s thunder armor is becoming more solid, as is the thunder lightning in his left hand, as new Power of Thunder is constantly being injected into both In the middle, the armor and the lightning are almost condensed into substance.
"War!"
Chen Xinglie roared and rushed towards the black clothed youth again.
At this moment, the look of the black clothed youth is no longer relaxed, replaced by a solemn look.
He can feel that the breath of this man has become completely different from before. The thunder armor and lightning are formed by the thunder dropped by Heavenly Tribulation.
As for how Chen Xinglie did it, even if he was a Heavenly Venerable, one of the Heaven and Earth supreme powerhouses, he couldn't understand.
This man is very mysterious, he doesn't seem to be the pretty boy that those in the holy world say, he is protected by empress.
Chen Xinglie is like Nine Heavens Thunder God at this time. Although most of the breath of this body comes from the tribulation thunder on his body, the whole world can turn the tribulation thunder into oneself with this operation. .
Even Heavenly Venerable, I have never heard of it.
He knows that even the empress is absolutely impossible to have such a secret technique to control the tribulation thunder.
It seems that this guy is not all the pretty boy mentioned by those in the Holy Realm.
Heavenly Venerable has a smile at the corner of his mouth.