Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 937 Tang Chen Arrives!

"what?"

Mo Keliang's complexion changed drastically. He didn't expect that the difference in strength would be so obvious for both semi-saints.

Bang!
At this time, Feng Jiutian cut through the air wave, and his body swept up the deep pit.

"Old friend, are you okay?"

Mo Ke leaned over, looked at Feng Jiutian who was pale, and said worriedly.

"Ahem, I suffered some minor injuries, but nothing serious."

Feng Jiutian coughed dryly twice, his face was gloomy and dignified.

Only now did he realize that the Demon Cult's semi-saint was much stronger than him. If he hadn't used the holy-level defense, he would have been seriously injured or even fallen.

"Old friend, I shouldn't have let you come here to win it. It was I who harmed you."

Mo Kequan sighed, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

If he knew that the Demon Cult's semi-saint was so powerful, he would never let his old friend take risks to support him, which would be tantamount to harming the other party.

On the other side, the semi-sage of the Devil's Cult saw that Feng Jiutian was still alive, and his face showed a hint of surprise.

His attack just now was extremely powerful, even if he was hit by this kind of attack, he would be seriously injured.

However, the other party carried it down abruptly, which made him a little unexpected.

"A bit strong, but you will die today."

The eyes of the half-sage of the Demon Cult flashed, and a sinister smile appeared on his face, and then he rushed towards Feng Jiutian again, and blasted away with a volley of palms.

hum!
This palm was so powerful that at the moment it was struck, even the void was torn open, wrapped in a shocking power, it crushed Feng Jiutian unstoppably.

Mo Keliang, who was standing next to him, was bounced thousands of meters away just after being hit by the remaining power of this palm, and was directly seriously injured and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's so strong!"

Mo Keliang's eyes were red, and his face suddenly turned pale.

This move of the Demon Cult's semi-saint was really too powerful, and the remaining prestige alone severely wounded him.

Thinking of this, his heart sank suddenly.

Facing such a terrifying attack, how could Feng Jiutian, who was already injured at this moment, resist it?

"See how you resist!"

With a palm strike, the half-saint of the Devil's Cult stood in the air, scanning Feng Jiutian who was not in front of him, with a playful expression on his face.

This was his strongest blow, not to mention ordinary semi-holy-level powerhouses, even semi-holy ones in the Dacheng realm would be injured by it.

This move is enough to crush Feng Jiutian.

"not good!"

Faced with the blow from the peak of the Demon Sect's semi-saint, Feng Jiutian's face changed drastically, and his heart trembled suddenly.

From the power of this palm, he felt the breath of death.

"Dao Yuan Holy Shield!"

Seeing Dao Li's giant palm approaching, Feng Jiutian couldn't help shrinking his pupils.

He gritted his teeth, frantically mobilized the power in his body, and unreservedly formed a huge shield of power in front of him, completely covering him.

Exercising this move, Feng Jiutian wasted a lot.

The little Dao power left in his body was almost completely exhausted at this time, making him suddenly weaker a lot.

boom!
At the same time as the dao power shield was formed, the giant dao power palm of the semi-saint of the Demon Cult slapped directly on it.

Rumble!
Deafening bangs were heard endlessly, and with the continuous crushing of the giant palms, the Dao Power Shield opened and trembled.

It only lasted for a few seconds, Feng Jiutian's face changed drastically, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

Ka Ka Ka!
Because his Dao Power shield could no longer withstand the power of the giant palm, cracks began to appear.

boom!
The crack spread quickly, and then there was a loud noise, and then it exploded directly.

After smashing the shield of dao power, the giant palm of dao power of the semi-saint of the Demon Cult dissipated and turned into nothingness.

puff!
Although the Dao Power Shield barely resisted the palm of the Demon Cult's semi-saint, the powerful residual power did not dissipate, and it directly swept Zhongfeng Jiutian, sending him flying for thousands of meters.

"cough cough"

Feng Jiutian stood up tremblingly, his whole body was churning with qi and blood, his complexion was extremely pale.

At this time, he had been severely injured, and he could no longer resist any offensive from the half-saint of the Demon Cult.

"Hehehe, I'm really surprised, even my strongest move can be resisted, yes, you are very good."

The half-saint of the Devil's Cult was a little surprised, and then a sinister smile appeared in his eyes: "However, now that you are seriously injured, I want to see how you can catch my next move!"

After all, he started directly.

The powerful aura surged wantonly around him, directly enveloping Feng Jiutian completely.

Feng Jiutian, who was seriously injured at this time, had no power to resist, and was immediately stunned and unable to move.

"die!"

Accompanied by a cold shout, he saw a giant claw of Dao power condense on the top of Feng Jiutian's head in an instant, and then crushed it crazily.

The eyes of the half-saint of the Devil's Cult flashed, and the corner of his mouth raised a sinister smile.

His claw is enough to instantly kill a normal-level semi-holy.

Now that Feng Jiutian has been severely injured, what can he use to resist his claws?
"No!"

Mo Keliang's eyes were red, and his face was full of despair.

With Feng Jiutian's current state, it is impossible to resist such an offensive.

Except for the suzerain Mo Keliang, all the disciples of Moyunling, and the elders such as Shangguan Xuan couldn't help trembling in their hearts.

The arrival of Feng Jiutian originally made them think that there was a turning point for their side.

But he didn't expect that the half-saint of the Demon Sect was so powerful, and Feng Jiutian, who was also a half-saint, was no match at all.

With his invincible strength, the Demon Sect half-sage ruthlessly crushed the hopes of the Moyunling people.

"cough cough"

Feng Jiutian looked lonely, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

Originally, he thought that he could fight against the half-saint of the Demon Cult, but he didn't expect that he and the other party were not at the same level at all.

Seeing that the giant claw was about to run over him, Feng Jiutian closed his eyes in despair.

Now he no longer has the strength to resist, and is imprisoned in place by the opponent, and has no ability to dodge.

Swish!
At this moment, Feng Jiutian's body became illusory.

boom!
At the same time, Dao Li's giant claw smashed down hard, directly piercing the ground, forming a [-]-meter-deep pit.

However, beside the deep pit, Feng Jiutian's figure was revealed.

He actually escaped the clutches of the Demon Sect's semi-saint!

This.
Everyone in Moyunling's eyes widened. They never expected that Feng Jiutian would escape at a critical moment.

While they looked overjoyed, they were also full of doubts.

Wasn't Feng Jiutian severely injured?So he still has the strength to avoid the offensive of the Demon Cult?
"how can that be?"

Also surprised were the members of the Devil's Cult, their eyes widened too.

They clearly saw that Feng Jiutian was unable to move under the aura of their demon sect guardians, so why did he suddenly burst into strength and dodge.

"court death!"

The half-saint of the Demon Cult was not surprised, but completely angry.

He naturally knew that it wasn't Feng Jiutian who dodged by himself.

Because he felt a powerful momentum, which was rushing towards here at a very high speed.

As for Feng Jiutian, it was with the help of this aura that he barely avoided his attack.

As this momentum continued to press in, everyone slowly felt it.

Moreover, this aura is extremely powerful, compared to the half-holy of the Devil's Cult, it does not give way at all. It is obvious that it is a semi-holy and powerful man with great achievements.

Soon, they all understood.

It turned out that it wasn't that Feng Jiutian avoided the attack of the half-saint of the Demon Cult, but that someone came to support them.

just
Who is it this time?

You know, Moyunling doesn't seem to know any semi-saint powerhouses other than Feng Jiutian.

At this moment, everyone in the arena was in unison, and they all looked in the direction of the momentum.

Swish!
A bolt of lightning passed through the sky and soon appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Immediately, the thunder and lightning dissipated, revealing the figure within.

This is a very young figure, dressed in a cyan long liner and carrying a bloody long sword on his back!
It was Tang Chen!

(End of this chapter)