Chapter 564, you two, you can have a good time now
"Hehe, isn't it hard to feel that the plan failed?".

Sad, want to cry.

Fang Chen gritted his teeth, wishing he could rush up and have a fight with this stinky Holy Land powerhouse, of course, he was only limited to thinking about it.

If Fang Chen really did this, I am afraid that he will be the first to suffer.

Holy land, these two words are almost synonymous with invincibility.

A mere Fang Chen in the middle of the Realm was in front of a strong man in the Holy Realm.

Really small, like an ant that can be crushed to death.

boom--

The aftermath of collisions in the void behind him came.

Fang Chen could feel that Zhao Yun's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and he was retreating steadily under the hands of the golden robe saint.

There is not much time left for yourself.

Fang Chen took a deep breath; "I've heard that the powerhouses in the holy realm are terrifying, but today, the junior wants to fight!".

At this moment, the Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword made a crisp sword cry.

Almost all the remaining true energy in Fang Chen's body was poured into the Purple Crystal Heavenly Emperor Sword.

"Floating dare to shake the tree?".

"Overestimate one's abilities!".

The hooked-nosed old man sneered, completely ignoring Fang Chen's attack.

Of course he recognized that the weapon in Fang Chen's hand was Ling Wang Ye Xu's Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword, but so what?
The Purple Crystal Heavenly Emperor Sword is certainly powerful.

But it also depends on who is using it.

For a mere kid in the mid-realm stage to unleash the full power of the Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword to threaten the strong in the holy realm, it is nothing short of fantasy.

"Fight against me, is your strength worthy?"

The hook-nosed old man slapped directly.

The air presents a squeezed posture, imprisoning Fang Chen's figure in it, unable to move.

But Fang Chen was also fierce and stubborn, biting the tip of his tongue.

The blood burst out of the eyes.

Heaving a sigh of relief, under the cover of this wave of fluctuations, ordinary real-world powerhouses...

No, don't tell the truth.

Even ordinary fairyland powerhouses.

Even if you want to move a finger, it is difficult.

However, although Fang Chen's movement of waving the Zijing giant sword was slow, it still fell slowly.

Seeing this scene, the eyelids of the hook-nosed old man subconsciously twitched.

"This kid, it's not easy!"

Young Master Fang is quite proud of being so evaluated by a strong man in the holy realm with his eyes above the top.

But that's all.

No matter how evil Fang Chen is, he wants to threaten the strong in the holy realm by relying on his strength in the middle stage of reality.

That's as ridiculous as a praying man's arm being a car!
"die!".

Gloom reappeared.

A beam of light rushed towards Fang Chen.

Fang Chen can almost guess his own ending.

Under the fluctuation of this beam of light, if he is really hit, his bones may not survive.

"Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword; Seven Colors Slash Skylight!".

Seven-color light cuts emerged.

At this moment, although Fang Chen was in front of the strong man in the holy realm.

It's as small as an ant.

But the coercion that belonged exclusively to the Spirit King still made the old man's expression change.

"This kid, it's really not easy, he can actually mobilize the magic skills of the spirit king Ye Xu."

boom--

The moment when Youguang and Colorful Light collided in the void.

A burst of energy hurricane was set off directly.

However, the colorful light slash issued by Fang Chen was as fragile as paper, and it was defeated without even resisting it for a moment.

The hook-nosed old man collected himself;
"Come to think of it, this brat who is so arrogant has already been torn into pieces..."

The battle between Zhao Yun and the golden-cloaked saint over there has also come to an end.

The old man with the hooked nose said to himself;
"Although there have been some twists and turns and accidents, Ling Wang Ye Xu wants to pin his hopes on a boy in reality to become his savior.

I have to say that he is more naive...huh?".

Suddenly, the hook-nosed old man frowned suspiciously;
"who?".

The figure who was about to leave paused.

The moment this wave of energy disappeared, he suddenly noticed that there was another breath that also belonged to the strong man in the holy realm spreading from the center of the explosion.

Sen Leng's words seemed to be squeezed out between teeth, and slowly sounded in the center of the magic circle's eyes.

"It hurts!".

A figure wearing blood-colored armor and holding a scythe appeared in the sight of the hook-nosed old man.

That sentence just now was said by this person.

The figure wore a blood-colored mask, twisted his neck slowly, and said;

"It really hurts..."

"Are you...

the guy who shot at me?".

next moment.

The pupils of the hooked-nosed old man suddenly constricted.

Because the figure in the blood armor moved, he swung the sickle in his hand and slashed down directly.

The hooked-nosed old man was startled by what kind of tricks the kid had just performed, and suddenly he made a strong man in the holy realm.

But he didn't come back to his senses at the first time.

"Space star power!".

Another voice sounded from behind the figure in blood armor.

The hooked-nosed old man realized the moment he noticed it, wasn't that figure just the real-world ant that should have been wiped out by himself just now?

This kid, is he still alive?
Nonsense, of course Fang Chen is not dead...

At the critical moment, take advantage of Emperor Wulu's advantage.

Fang Chen once again used the power of summoning to invite Bai Qi out.

As expected, Bai Qi was about to harvest Fang Chen immediately.

However, that movement was interrupted by the vortex of gloom...

Taking advantage of the time when Bai Qi rushed out to hold the old man with the hooked nose, Fang Chen once again used the power of the space attribute.

This time it finally landed at the eye of the formation with precision.

"what!?".

see this scene.

The hook-nosed old man was completely panicked.

Although Bai Qi only has a will, it can be said that the strength he can display is not even half of his peak period.

But relying on the evil spirit of blood that belongs exclusively to humans and slaughtering gods.

On the contrary, the hook-nosed old man was held back from fighting.

The golden-cloaked saint who freed his hand also rushed in this direction immediately.

He watched Fang Chen appear at the well-known weak point of the magic circle.

The position of the eyes.

The hearts of these two powerhouses in the holy realm trembled!
"Boy, die for me!".

If this ant-like kid really destroyed the Heaven-suffering Formation, then...

The Spirit King Ye Xu is about to be released...

Thinking of the consequences, the two Saint Realm powerhouses subconsciously shivered down their spines.

Fang Chen didn't pay attention to the wrath and threat of the two saint realm powerhouses.

"call!".

"Father-in-law, it's up to you..."

The miniature silver clock in his hand appeared at the first time, and Fang Chen didn't hesitate at all, and directly pressed it firmly on the position of the eye of the formation.

Immediately, the huge Heaven-suffering Formation below him made a crisp sound.

Rumbling--

It seems that I can't suppress the terrifying existence among them...

The Golden Robe Saint Realm is no more than a hundred meters away from Fang Chen at this moment.

This distance is simply fleeting for a strong Saint Realm, and it is a distance that can be easily visited in a single thought.

"Damn boy, I'm going to tear you into pieces!".

The golden-cloaked saint punched out directly.

At this moment, Fang Chen was locked on by the offensive.

The hairs on his body stood on end, it was the call of death.

Fang Chen barely had time to react, the amethyst giant sword in his hand was blocked across his chest, the Yanhuang seal was reversed, and the absolute defense was directly activated.

With these two trump cards, it is still not enough to watch.

boom--

At the moment when the golden light fell.

Fang Chen's mouth and nose were bleeding, and the Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword flew up directly, and he couldn't even hold on to the absolute defense he had been proud of for a second.

Holy land powerhouse!
He is worthy of being the legendary...

strong man in the holy realm.

Really.

so strong...

The next moment, click——

"Has the absolute defense of the Yanhuang Seal also been broken?".

"It looks like I have to sing for myself..."

Fang Chen smiled wryly as he watched the golden energy that was about to destroy his body.

He is completely poor and poor!

In front of the strong in the holy realm, Young Master Fang's cleverness, his proud wisdom, really met the crush of absolute strength.

Not worth mentioning.

But at this moment, a sudden change came.

hum-

A beam of seven-colored light reaching heaven and earth directly enveloped Fang Chen's figure.

Emerges out of thin air!

Suddenly, the hooked-nosed old man who was fighting with Bai Qi subconsciously exclaimed;
"This...

what is this!?".

Flying up beside the Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword in the void.

Suddenly, a white palm grasped it tightly.

Ding--

The amethyst giant sword with aura gave out a crisp sword chant.

It seems to reveal a cheerful mood.

And the golden light, which seemed to be unparalleled in the world, was directly destroyed by the colorful luster the moment it was about to hit Fang Chen, and disappeared without a trace.

"This fluctuation...".

The hooked-nosed old man and the golden-cloaked saint looked at each other, and they could both see the shock and...

A trace of fear.

Fang Chen also subconsciously opened his eyes.

I just felt that the death sickle hanging on my forehead disappeared, and my shoulder seemed to be held by someone...

The huge magic circle under him has long since shattered and disappeared.

At the critical moment, this father-in-law is finally long overdue!

"If you come a little later, I'm afraid I'm going to burp..."

Fang Chen smiled wryly, his voice was tired and relieved.

this area.

With the appearance of the colorful beam of light, everything boiled up.

It seems that the owner of this colorful beam of light has become the core of the world.

The sky turned completely purple.

Only then did the seven-color beams of light gradually restrain themselves and disappear.

A thin figure in a white robe with long sleeves appeared, and a gentle smile curled up on his delicate face;
"Fang Chen, you did a good job!".

Ye Xu blinked at Fang Chen, and immediately cast his gaze coldly on the two strong men in the holy realm opposite.

At the moment when the purple light spread across the airspace, the aura of the old man in the golden robe and hooked nose was almost completely suppressed back into his body.

Ye Xu raised his eyebrows, and his icy voice slowly spread across the sky;
"You two, now, it's time to play!".

(End of this chapter)