Chapter 2189



The golden formation of the Qiankun Pagoda abruptly suppressed the realm of Mu Yanjun's seven-star gods to six-star gods.

That kind of domineering level, Mu Yanjun can't resist at all, even if he has an ancient artifact in his hand, he is unable to fight against the Qiankun Pagoda.

"Not good! The young master's power has been suppressed to the six-star God Venerable!"

"This pagoda has such domineering repressive power!"

"Feng Wuchen's holy final is powerful, and the young master is suppressed, I am afraid that he will not be able to match Feng Wuchen!"

The dozen or so experts in the Holy Soul Temple were shocked and worried.

On the other hand, looking at the Dragon Temple, seeing the terrifying repressive power of Qiankun Tower, even Mu Yanjun was powerless to resist, and everyone was overjoyed.

"The Qiankun Pagoda has been providing us with cultivation all these years, and I almost forgot the repressive power of the Qiankun Pagoda! The alliance leader has been useless for many years!"

"Mu Yanjun's cultivation is suppressed, and the master wins!"

"No wonder the leader is so confident!"

Everyone in the Dragon Temple swept away their worries and panic.

"This goddamn artifact!" Mu Yanjun gritted his teeth angrily, his face turned hideous.

"As the young master of the Holy Soul Temple, shouldn't you only have this means?" Feng Wuchen sneered, his contempt could not be more obvious.

"Wind! Wu! Dust!" Mu Yanjun's eyes were red, and he roared wildly: "Do you think you can defeat me by suppressing my power? Wishful thinking!"

"Defeat you? You're wrong, I'm not defeating you, I'm going to kill you!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, with a terrifying murderous aura that scared the heart.

After all, this is a life-and-death battle!

Mu Yanjun has also agreed!

"Kill me?" Mu Yanjun was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't help but laugh in anger: "Haha! Feng Wuchen, do you want to kill me? Stop dreaming! Who do you think I am? Do you think I don't have a holy final?"

Mu Yanjun possesses the power of the Seven-star God Venerable, and even if he is suppressed by one-star combat power, his strength is still terrifying.

If he were to use the Holy Judgment, Mu Yanjun would only admit that he would not lose to Feng Wuchen.

The wind is dust-free.

"Holy Judgment! Extinction Nine-fold Slash!"

Mu Yanjun let out a fierce roar, and the surging momentum skyrocketed again, and then clenched the Jinghong Divine Sword in both hands and swept out.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

Tens of thousands of feet of terrifying blue energy slashed out from the Divine Sword, with the might of sweeping away thousands of troops to meet the dust-free holy battle, and the space within a hundred thousand feet was in the vibration of distance.

Mu Yanjun's sacred energy slash, the power is very terrifying, and it is extremely violent.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

"Pfft!"

In the blink of an eye, two terrifying energies collided, with a bang, the destructive energy of the collision rolled and spread in all directions with the momentum of destroying everything, and at the same time, the two people vomited blood.

The huge Qiankun Tower also shook violently.

"Damn!" Mu Yanjun was so angry that he was shocked by Feng Wuchen.

However, Feng Wuchen is not much better. After all, he has already been seriously injured. In addition, the divine armor has been seriously damaged and the defense power has been greatly reduced. At this moment, it is undoubtedly worse.

Even if there are holy swords and thirteen divine swords, facing Mu Yanjun's power at this moment, it is still very difficult, after all, it is still faintly below.

"Do you really think that with the power of an ancient artifact suppressing me, you can kill me? Humph! Delusional! Go to hell!" Mu Yanjun roared, using all his strength.

The two destructive forces of the crazy impact, Mu Yanjun's energy slash actually took the advantage, pushing back the Feng Wuchen's holy sword energy.

"If I say I want to kill you, I will kill you!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, in Feng Wuchen's eyes, Mu Yanjun is already a dead person.

"Buzz!"

At the moment when Feng Wuchen's words fell, the Qiankun Tower on the void shook violently, an unparalleled terrifying energy burst out, and the dazzling golden light shot straight into the sky, covering the dim void again.

The next moment, the power of the Dragon Divine Sword skyrocketed wildly, and in the eyes of everyone who was extremely shocked, it directly increased its combat power by three times.

"How is this possible!" Mu Yanjun's eyes almost fell.

"Not good! Young master be careful!"

"Feng Wuchen's power can actually be improved! This is impossible!"

"Feng Wuchen's ancient artifact, in addition to its domineering repressive power, can actually triple its combat power!"

"Young Master! Hurry up and escape!"

The more than a dozen experts in the Holy Soul Temple couldn't help exclaiming, panicking.

"It can actually triple the combat power!" Mu Yanjun was dumbfounded. At this moment, he completely believed that Feng Wuchen could kill him!

Feng Wuchen is definitely not a big one!

"Master of the Holy Soul Hall, it seems that your son lost. I didn't expect Feng Wuchen, an ancient artifact, to triple the combat power!" Tongtian said solemnly.

"This Feng Wuchen is indeed not simple. It's only the realm of the two-star gods, but it can compete with the six-star gods!" Leng Moxie frowned, his heart can be said to be extremely shocked.

"This seat has been in the Seven Gods Realm for many years, and I have never seen such a terrifying junior. If this son is not eliminated, it will become a serious problem." Emperor Ming shook his head and said.

Mu Xuanshan did not speak, but his face was extremely ugly.

"puff!"

As the power of the Dragon Divine Sword instantly tripled its combat power, Mu Yanjun's energy slash instantly shattered, causing Mu Yanjun to vomit blood.

"Mr. Mu Yan! Thank you for your ancient power! Die!" Feng Wuchen shouted loudly, blasting out a palm, and the fourteen swords merged into one, condensing the extremely domineering sword beam energy.

"Impossible! It's impossible!" Mu Yanjun was stunned and frightened, he didn't believe that he would be defeated by Feng Wuchen.

"Young master, run away!"

"Wind without dust! You dare!"

"Feng Wuchen, stop!"

More than a dozen strong men shouted and shot out almost at the same time.

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Young master of the Holy Spirit Temple, can't you afford to lose? Don't forget that this is a life-and-death battle!"

"What bastard, the young master of the Holy Spirit Temple, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by others? I bah!"

Seeing the dozen or so strong men take action, Yun Youzi and the older generation yelled at each other, so angry that their lungs were about to explode.

"So what? Feng Wuchen is just a piece of trash, can a cheap life be compared with our young master?"

"Humph! It's said to be a life-and-death battle! But the one who dies must be Feng Wuchen!"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that today is not only Feng Wuchen, but you also have to die, and everyone in the Dragon Temple has to die!"

The powerhouse of the Holy Soul Temple can be described as extremely shameless.

"Do you really want to intervene?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, his icy eyes swept towards the dozen or so strong men.

"Feng Wuchen, do you really think of yourself as a character?" a lord god said dismissively.

"You also know my name is Feng Wuchen?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, his terrifying murderous aura instantly increased several times.

"So what? Don't say that there are Soul Extermination and Blood War God behind you. Even if Shan Tong comes, we are not afraid. What are you?" The Lord God said disdainfully.

"I originally planned to kill Mu Yanjun alone. Since you all interfered, then stay!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.