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The Seven Styles of Divine Wrath, was the Spiritual Skill of Divine Power Prefecture, it was at least a middle level Spiritual Skill, it could be a high level Spiritual Skill, there were a total of seven styles, and the might of every style was invincible, as though it could behead tens of thousands of enemies, and was extremely tyrannical.

It was recorded in the ancient records that with two moves, one could slay a Unparalleled King and with four moves, one could destroy Luoling Stage. However, from the inception of the Divine Power Prefecture until now, there had never been a person who had been able to unleash the sixth form, let alone the seventh form.

Now that he saw the Seven Styles of God's Fury here, how could it not be shocking!

"Young Master Gu is truly worthy of being Young Master Gu. He has long obtained the essence of the Seven Styles of Divine Fury!" Many cultivators of the Divine Power Prefecture cheered.

"The Devil King Ye is in danger, I have heard enough. The Seven Godly Wrath is extremely overbearing, and I heard that it can behead a true noble king!" Although Ye Chen was very arrogant, they still hoped that Ye Chen would win.

Amongst the Beast Clan s in the distance, the Winged Flood Dragon Young Gold Flood Dragon King looked at Ye Chen coldly, and muttered, "I had originally wanted to kill you myself, but unfortunately, I don't have the chance!"

If Ye Chen saw Young Gold Flood Dragon King, he would definitely be surprised. It had only been a few days, but the aura released from Young Gold Flood Dragon King's body was extremely terrifying, it was much sharper than half a month ago.

"Seven Styles of Divine Wrath?" Ye Chen looked at the golden overbearing blade radiance in the sky. Not only did he not worry, he even revealed a trace of a smile and muttered to himself, "That's fine too.

After he finished speaking, Ye Chen leapt high into the air, like an eagle spreading its wings, he slashed out towards the golden blade beam in front of everyone's shocked gazes.

"Wind and Thunder!"

With Ye Chen at the center, violent gusts of wind stirred up. The gusts of wind was like dragons wreaking havoc everywhere, and there were even flashes of lightning and crackling of lightning within the huge dragons.

"Kill!"

Gu Shijie's face revealed a sinister look. After he finished accumulating power for the first time, he had a kind of aura that could break through the heavens. The power of one strike combined strength and speed.

Clang ~

The golden blade beam stood on the huge dragon's gale and actually emitted a metallic clanging sound. With kengqiang sounds and sparks shooting in all directions, the two supreme youths were in a stalemate, unable to do anything to each other.

"He blocked it, the Devil King Ye blocked it, haha!" Many cultivators of the Tianlan Prefecture felt a sense of belonging, as though they were the ones fighting against Gu Shijie.

"This person is only at the peak of the Profound Spirit Stage, how could he possibly block the attack from Gu Shijie? It must be known that even Leng Qingfeng, who is also one of the top ten young kings, vomited blood and was forced to retreat. "

"Not only Leng Qingfeng, even Yan Wushang was only barely able to block it. In the end, he could not even beat Gu Shijie, and that Jin Yu even lost half a move."

Everyone was shocked by Ye Chen's power. Although he was only in the Profound Spirit Stage, he was already able to fight with the King, and could be said to be the true uncrowned King!

Bang bang!

Just as everyone was in shock, the golden blade beam suddenly exploded, at the same time, the huge tornado swept Gu Shijie up and threw him far away, allowing him to see several deep footprints running down his chest.

"Roar!" Gu Shijie's face turned sinister, he roared towards the sky, like a berserk beast, he was the king of the young, how could he lose to a nobody?

Even though they were fighting, he could still hear the discussions going on around them. The person in front of him was actually someone from the Tianlan Prefecture, and his Tianlan Prefecture was ranked at the bottom of the Nine Prefectures. There wasn't even a decent person.

"God's Fury!"

With a loud roar, Gu Shijie stabilized his body, his aura rising rapidly, he had already forgotten about the consequences, he just wanted to kill Ye Chen. With the two moves of God's Fury Qi, he could kill Unparalleled King, but that did not mean that he could actually kill a lot of Unparalleled King.

Gu Shijie's body merged with the heavenly blade, the golden blade's aura released a trace of blood red, bringing with it an invincible killing intent, the power was doubled compared to the Divine Fury style.

"Wind and Thunder!"

Ye Chen used the same move once again, as the giant gale dragon rushed forward, giving Gu Shijie no chance, the gale wind instantly enveloping the golden blade light, and the two of them clashed.

The surrounding people did not know what had happened. They could only see a golden light and a fierce wind wreaking havoc. The ruins of the ancient palace were all swept clean, turning into a flat piece of land in the blink of an eye. The already dark sky was filled with dust and it was difficult for anyone to open their eyes.

After a long while, there was a loud explosion, and two rays of light instantly exploded. After that, they smashed into the ground, causing Gu Shijie's body to become covered in blood, his expression sinister, and his eyes blood-red.

Ye Chen's clothes had been destroyed, and a trace of blood leaked out of the corner of his mouth. His face was still brimming with a smile, and it went without saying that this time, Ye Chen still had the upper hand.

"How could this be? How could he be so powerful?" The distant Young Gold Flood Dragon King revealed an expression of astonishment, but quickly calmed down. A trace of confidence flashed across his face: "I have already obtained a large portion of my clan's inheritance, killing him would just be a waste of my effort."

"Lost?" Young Master Gu actually lost, how is that possible? "

"No, no, Young Master Gu can't lose!"

"Look, what's that?"

Many cultivators from the Divine Power Prefecture looked at the two people in the arena in disbelief, their faces filled with disappointment.

On the field, Gu Shaojie's entire body was filled with a bloody aura, making him look like an unfathomable ocean. Behind him, a giant golden blade appeared once again, its aura increasing by another fold.

"Infuriating!"

Gu Shaojie's eyes opened wide, and his blood-red pupils almost dropped out of their sockets as he screamed out word by word. It was obvious that the third move was quite a burden for him, but in order to win, he didn't have the time to think about anything else.

Ye Chen felt as if his skin was being cut by countless of sharp blades, blood flowed out from his pores, he was more or less clear on the strange nature of the Seven God Wrath, the greater the anger, the stronger the power, and it was also related to one's realm, this strike, had the power of at least the middle stage Earth Rank Spiritual Skill.

"In that case, don't blame me." Ye Chen took a deep breath, revealing a trace of viciousness, Wind Blade s started to revolve around him, releasing waves after waves of roars like a beast.

"Thundering Wind Movement!"

Ye Chen let out a loud shout, and slashed out once more, finally displaying the second form of the Nine Waves of Wind and Thunder, Lightning Strike! Instantly, with him at the center, countless sharp Wind Blade lightning blades appeared, as if they wanted to cut through the void.

Even if it was within the Cultivation Realm, the Nine Waves of Wind and Thunder was still an extremely famous heaven-defying cultivation technique. Although Ye Chen did not know what level his Profound Heaven Continent was equivalent to, the power of an elementary level Spiritual Skill was already enough for the first song.

Ye Chen knew that the closer he got to the end of the Nine Thunderwinds Melody, the more powerful it would be, and he might even be in the ranks of Heaven Ranked Spiritual Skill.

Just as he finished speaking, the Wind Blade's lightning blade pierced through the air, annihilating a part of the world. The cultivators that gathered for a few kilometers all felt a sharp pain on their skin, as if they were being cut by countless sharp blades.

Pop, pop, pop ~

Although the pure gold blade aura was strong, there were too many of them. It was like an endless battle between an ant and an elephant, and the elephant would eventually die from exhaustion.

In about ten breaths time, a bloodied body was thrown to the ground, ruthlessly smashing a deep pit. At this time, countless Wind Blade also disappeared, leaving only a proud and aloof figure standing in the air.

That figure was extremely domineering, like a sovereign that had descended into the world! He was overlooking the world!

At this moment, the scene was completely silent. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Everyone's gazes were all fixed on that proud and aloof figure.