At this point, no one cared if the Holy Martial Emperor had been separated.
They were even more curious about how strong the young Martial God would be after being possessed by the eighteen Martial Gods and becoming like a god.
Long Chen was like a supporting character. It was because of Long Chen's existence that the young Martial God was able to unleash such a powerful move.
Yang Chen, who was possessed by the eighteen Martial Gods, charged forward like a giant beast. Golden light shone from his body. His barbaric power and undying battle will were eye-catching. Long Chen, on the other hand, was pitiful, like an ant in Yang Chen's eyes.
"All you have left is hatred for me."
Long Chen held both swords in his hands, his gaze cold.
He could feel the terrifying power of his opponent. It was at least ten times stronger than before.
In the beginning, Long Chen could suppress his opponent, but he couldn't do it now.
Roar!
"Go to hell, go to hell."
Yang Chen let out a deafening roar. The golden mark on his body appeared and revolved around his body. Every time it revolved, a huge amount of energy was generated and gathered in Yang Chen's fists.
Above martial arts was the Heavenly Dao.
In the Heavenly Dao, there was still a part of martial arts.
And these eighteen Martial Gods seemed to have cultivated the original martial arts as the Heavenly Dao.
The peak of martial arts was extraordinary combat power and artistic conception. When it came to a real battle, the purest martial arts aura would have an unbeatable attack power.
There were a total of eighteen shadows when he punched.
Each shadow contained a different fist intent.
The attack of one punch was almost equivalent to the attack of eighteen punches.
Even in terms of speed, it was a few times longer.
Huo.
At that moment, to Long Chen, the world collapsed.
It was a simple punch, but it was the strongest attack Long Chen had faced since he started cultivating.
To put it bluntly, the current Yang Chen was not far from the Black Priest's level.
The crowd exclaimed like a tide.
Long Chen narrowed his eyes. When the most violent attack was about to land, he shifted his position. Blood Rebirth and the Ancient Hell Blood Formation Diagram allowed him to be in an invincible position.
Whoosh …
Surprisingly, Yang Chen retracted the huge fist aura and turned around in an instant, chasing after Long Chen once again. Another great battle was about to begin.
Even though Long Chen had the Ancient Blood Hell Formation, Yang Chen was still able to turn around and chase after him. This showed how terrifying Yang Chen was.
"Don't just run away, trash."
Seeing this scene, Hall Master Hanwu, who had been humiliated by Long Chen before, sneered.
Long Chen didn't try to escape. When Yang Chen caught up to him again and the eighteen punches landed on him, he started with the God Slaying Sword that already had four Dao patterns. He waved the God Slaying Sword in a frenzy and activated the Yan Word Formula. A total of nine rays of Sword Qi soared into the sky.
Yan was a mysterious word.
The nine rays of grey killing sword energy blocked Yang Chen's path of pursuit.
Roaring, Yang Chen ignored the sword light and continued moving forward. Out of Long Chen's expectation, nine sword lights pierced through his chest, taking away a large piece of golden flesh.
A golden word "Yan" appeared on Yang Chen's chest.
"Don't you understand that you'll never be able to kill me with your sword?"
Yang Chen laughed ferociously. Gathering his beast-like power, complicated fist aura, and strangely fast movements, he managed to suppress all of Long Chen's escape routes this time.
"Is that so?"
From the beginning to the end, Long Chen didn't use the Lingxi Sword on him.
"Have you forgotten how I killed the Divine Ghost Gu?"
Such cold words entered Yang Chen's ears.
"Break."
Yang Chen was shocked, but he didn't show it on his face. He firmly believed that he couldn't die. He had endless power, and he could easily use the True Martial Formless War Technique. One punch was effective. The golden fist was like a flying mountain, violently crashing towards Long Chen. In a moment of desperation, Long Chen could only cross his swords in front of his chest to block the attack.
At that moment, the power from his opponent instantly broke through Long Chen's defense.
One should know that his current Nirvana power was almost on par with a cultivator in the second stage of Nirvana Tribulation.
Boom.
A loud bang shook the heaven and earth, and also the hearts of the crowd.
"I, Yang Chen, do what I want to do. You can't talk nonsense."
The angry power punched Long Chen from the sky to the ground. Long Chen fell like a comet, smashing into the ground and creating a network of cracks.
"Long Chen lost."
Seeing this scene, the crowd was certain.
He couldn't even take a punch from the Little Martial God. There was no doubt that he would lose.
It would be futile if he continued to hold on.
This confrontation allowed everyone to see the gap between the two of them.
Although Long Chen crushed his opponent in the beginning … the situation was reversed now.
Yang Chen stood in mid-air, his body still filled with a murderous aura. He looked down with bloodshot eyes.
Among the cracks on the ground, Long Chen's face was pale. He clenched his teeth and stood up shakily. His body wasn't considered burly, but it hid an unyielding strength.
"You still don't want to die?" Yang Chen laughed.
Long Chen was in a daze. His opponent's Nirvana power was so strong that it shook his foundation.
However, it didn't matter.
It wasn't like he hadn't experienced failure before.
At this moment, almost everyone thought that he had no chance.
Yang Chen defeated him in a crushing manner.
In fact, to the crowd, Long Chen was already very pitiful.
However, he turned a deaf ear to all of this.
Seeing his indifferent gaze, Yang Chen remembered that Ye Futu's gift to him had been shattered. His anger continued to burn.
"At this moment, in my eyes, you're just an ant. You have no right to criticize me."
Yang Chen was enraged. Like a golden sun, he descended from the sky.
Everyone was curious whether Yang Chen would kill Long Chen this time.
"What an unrepentant wretch."
Long Chen looked at him with disdain. He knew this guy very well, but this battle …
"A pitiful person must have something to hate. You can't blame me for seeking your own death."
At this moment, everyone's attention was on them.
When the Little Martial God descended from the sky, Long Chen resolutely rushed up to the clouds. His opponent was like a golden sun descending. One layer of attack evolved into a total of eighteen layers.
"World Shaking Emperor Fist."
There were a total of eighteen layers of attacks, each stronger than the one before.
Aside from the three Martial Venerables, everyone was shocked by this punch.
This wasn't a power that belonged to the human world.
Even the ninety-nine Golden Demon Suppression Columns trembled under the vibration of this power.
Long Chen raised his head. It seemed like the entire sky was swallowed by the golden sun before it pressed down on him.
He was already in the ninth level of the Divine Martial State.
He was a few times stronger than before.
Although this level of attack was terrifying, it wasn't a reason for him to retreat.
The power of the God Slaying Sword with four Dao patterns was definitely similar to that of a Dao artifact with five Dao patterns.
Long Chen injected all his strength into the God Slaying Sword. In a short time, the power of the Sword of Devouring was displayed. Long Chen performed the Expand Character Formula again. This time, he exerted his full strength. To everyone's surprise, he displayed a power that was not much weaker than Yang Chen's.
Nine huge rays of sword light were enough to split mountains and rivers. At this moment, they intertwined and formed a huge gray word at least three miles wide, which met the opponent's World Shaking Emperor Fist.
The Imperial Star trembled.
This was definitely a battle between the ancient experts of the True Martial Emperor Palace. Countless cultivators walked out of the three thousand palaces. Today seemed to be the day of the election of the Saint Martial Emperor. They all prayed for Long Chen.
The gray sword energy could actually resist the World Shaking Emperor Fist.
This was what everyone was shocked about.
Of course, it couldn't resist for long. It was pushed back by the terrifying power of the World Shaking Emperor Fist and collapsed.
At this moment, the two experts rushed to the same place.
"If you can survive, I'll show mercy," Yang Chen said with incomparable arrogance.
He was overly confident in himself. He knew that he was immortal.
Just as everyone was waiting to see how Long Chen would die, Long Chen displayed his Dual Sword Technique. After the God Slaying Sword successfully broke the gap in his opponent's fist force, he made a prompt decision and rushed toward the narrow gap.
"Extreme Finger of Time."
Every time when time stopped, it was Yang Chen's nightmare.
Of course, Yang Chen who possessed terrifying power and was possessed by the Eighteen Martial Gods only needed a breath's time to break free from the time stop.
However, Long Chen successfully made it through this period of time and arrived in front of Yang Chen, avoiding the most powerful part of the World Shaking Emperor Fist.
"Nine Dragons Devouring the Sky."
Lingxi attacked with her sword.
This was Long Chen's trump card.
An invisible formation appeared. The sword technique performed by Lingxi's sword carried the power of Lingxi's sword. Nine divine dragons of different colors roared crazily, blocking the opponent's World Shaking Emperor Fist in a shocking manner. Long Chen didn't face the confrontation of power. Instead, he used the Extreme Finger of Time to open the gap.
Hiss.
Nine hisses were heard.
A few of the divine dragons entangled with the World Shaking Emperor Fist. The other four divine dragons bypassed everything and wrapped around Yang Chen's body.
"This stupid thing, no matter how many come, they'll all die." Yang Chen laughed in relief.
In the next moment, the power of Lingxi's sword exploded. The fierce attack directly hit Yang Chen's primordial spirit. The guy who was initially fine, in the next moment, let out a deafening scream and fell from the sky.
The golden light on his body gradually dissipated.
He didn't have any injuries, but he hugged his head in pain, screaming and howling in pain, as if he was experiencing the most severe pain in the world.
Long Chen, on the other hand, switched positions with him and stayed safely in mid-air. In his hands, two slender shining blades emitted a dazzling light, cold and bloodthirsty. His temperament was so similar to Long Chen's at this moment.
This sudden attack made everyone's brain unable to process for a moment. They were completely dumbfounded. One by one, they looked at Long Chen and Little Martial God with incomparably dazzling eyes. Some even rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they saw.