A trace of disdain flashed in Xuanzhen's eyes. He flashed and shuttled through the arrow rain like a ghost. The iron soldiers waved in his hands and knocked away those sharp arrows.
Immediately afterwards, Xuanzhen used the power of the idol's shadow to launch another fierce attack.
Each of his strikes was like a divine elephant stepping on the ground, with unparalleled power and momentum.
Under Xuanzhen's violent attack, Ran Deng gradually became unable to withstand it.
The light of the coffin lamp was also dimming, his body was injured in many places, and his robe was dyed red with blood. At this moment, Ran Deng's heart was filled with fear and despair. He had never thought that Xuan Zhen's strength could be so terrifying.
Everyone is obviously in the early stage of quasi-sage, so why does the opponent's strength exceed him by so much? !
The opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations!
He had a strong feeling that he might really fall into trouble this time!
I wonder if defeat is as simple as that!
If Yuanshi Tianzun did not save him due to the agreement between the saints, then I am afraid that escaping would be a luxury!
He was extremely frightened, he didn't want to be on the list of gods!
When Ran Deng's mind was full of distracting thoughts, Xuan Zhen saw the right moment and unleashed the strongest blow of "The Divine Elephant's Prison Suppressing Power".
The phantom of the idol jumped high and stepped down hard with both hooves. At the same time, the iron soldier in Xuanzhen's hand also stabbed the burning lamp with endless power.
Ran Deng wanted to dodge, but at this time he was seriously injured and moved slowly, unable to dodge this fatal blow.
Just hearing a scream, Suixin's iron soldier stabbed Ran Deng in the chest, and the powerful force knocked him away.
Ran Deng fell heavily to the ground, his breath was dying, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.
Xuanzhen, on the other hand, was holding a Suixin iron soldier and standing on the spot, like an undefeated god of war.
"Randeng, you lost, your strength makes me a little disappointed.
The deputy leader of the Tangtang Chan Cult has only this little strength?
Don't you feel ashamed? ! ”
Xuanzhen stared at Ran Deng who collapsed on the ground and said with a faint sarcasm.
After Ran Deng heard Xuan Zhen's words, he was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood. The other party is really murderous and heart-wrenching!
Even if you win, why bother mocking him like this!
However, although Ran Deng was angry in his heart, he could only remain silent.
He was worried that his words would anger Xuanzhen and he would kill him at all costs.
But what he didn't know was that Xuan Zhen had sentenced him to death from the very beginning!
No matter whether he begs for mercy or not, or how he begs for mercy, he cannot avoid ending up on the list of gods!
Duobao on the side was shocked beyond measure after seeing this battle!
He knew that Xuan Zhen was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was so strong!
He defeated an existence of the same realm in an instant!
This kind of strength has far exceeded the same level!
The two sides are not on the same level at all!
"Could it be that his strength is comparable to that of the mid-stage quasi-saints?!"
Please...you...collect_6_9_书_吧 (六//九//书//吧)
Duobao guessed in horror.
This was a high possibility, but he had a hard time accepting it.
The two sides are obviously from the same generation, but the difference in strength is huge!
He can't even come close!
He has not even broken through to the quasi-sage, but the other party has already gone very far on the road to the quasi-sage...
Being in the same era as the other person is both an honor and a tragedy!
All peers must live in each other's light and shadow!
No matter how strong he is, even if he is the first disciple of the four religions, he can only become the opponent's green leaf!
At this moment, Duobao felt mixed emotions in his heart.
He couldn't figure out who could teach such a disciple? ! (End of chapter)