Chapter 317: The Hot Man, the Traditional Art of the Evil Demon General

Wang Zhan's chest rose and fell, and anger rose in his eyes.

"Immortal Fire Immortal Sword!"

He leaped into the sky, holding the Red Immortal Soul Sword with both hands, like a fire god returning to the world, and slashed down fiercely and domineeringly.

This sword separated the sky and the earth, and all things withered, as if the immortal spirit stood in front of him, and Wang Zhan dared to slash it.

"Flamboyant!"

Tang Chen in black robe put away his sword and stood up, and Tushe Ancient Emperor Flame emerged from his palm and evolved into an exquisite fire lotus.

The fire lotus was born, shining in the world, like a perfect work of art in the world, containing a strong breath of death.

Boom!

The fire lotus met the Red Immortal Soul Sword.

Where the two collided, a mushroom cloud appeared, covering the area within a radius of dozens of miles.

The nine-color divine fire and the sword light shone on everyone's faces.

"The Sky Chariot protects the soul!"

Wang Zhan was shocked by the Buddha's wrathful lotus and vomited blood. He did not care about controlling the Red Immortal Soul-Slaying Sword and immediately activated the Sky Chariot body.

The Sky Chariot appeared again, completely covering Wang Zhan's body, and resisting the power of Tushe Ancient Emperor Yan.

Even so, Wang Zhan still couldn't bear it and retreated madly.

Wang Zhan, who was known as the first king of Beiyuan and the most qualified to become an immortal, was beaten back twice by the black-robed Tang Chen.

This made those who followed Wang Zhan's faith collapse for a time.

"This is impossible, the master will not lose!"

"The master is definitely hiding his weakness, he... he will definitely win!"

"Brother Zhan, show your full strength!"

A group of followers shouted anxiously, like ants on a hot pot.

On the soft back of Shi Lingmei, Tang Chen's body smelled the delicate body fragrance of Gu Lin'er and said casually: "Wang Zhan, you will definitely lose if you continue like this!"

Hearing this, everyone shuddered.

Teng Hong and Xue Feng Zhenxian had been told to vomit three liters of blood just now.

Now, the hot man spoke again.

The target is Wang Zhan!

Wang Zhan was furious and almost fainted. He twitched his mouth and growled, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Seeing that you are so miserable, I will tell you a way to turn defeat into victory!" Tang Chen looked like a good teacher. While speaking, he shook his head in disappointment.

Everyone was stunned.

The main body teaches the enemy to defeat the Dharma body?

Is this guy serious?

"Brother Tang, no nesting dolls!"

Lan Xiaohe said seriously and cutely.

Hearing this, Ye Qingrou and the other girls couldn't help but chuckle, and they were all in love.

Tang Chen rolled his eyes at them and said seriously, "As long as your sword realm exceeds my Dharma body, you can easily win."

When Wang Zhan heard this, he almost threw the Red Immortal Soul-Slaying Knife over.

In terms of swordsmanship, Tang Chen has repeatedly created immortal methods.

Throughout the entire Cangxuan Realm, no one can match him, even those old monsters have to admit defeat.

On the other hand, Wang Zhan has never even stepped into the threshold of the sword.

This... isn't this bullying!

Tang Chen spread his hands and said, "I have already told you the way. If you still can't do it, you can only die."

"You don't have the qualifications to kill me!"

Wang Zhan was so angry that his veins jumped wildly, and a majestic evil spirit emerged in his eyes.

In an instant, the sapphire chariot and the Dao body Dharma further merged, as if they were no longer distinguishable.

"God King's Chariot!"

Wang Zhan's hair danced wildly, and the evil spirit covered the sky.

The sapphire sky chariot crushed out, causing everything to collapse and the spiritual energy to avoid it.

Even the void was forcibly driven out with two broken scars, dark and deep, and no one knew where it led to.

"This is the magical power of the Heavenly Dao Dao body, which is said to be below the sky chariot, and everything will avoid it. If you don't obey, you will definitely die!"

The eyes of the Tianjiao trembled.

They were more than ten miles away from the battlefield. Even at such a distance, they could sense the terrifying aura of the Blue Gold Sky Chariot.

"Tang Chen, I will destroy your Dharma body first, and then your body!" Wang Zhan shouted excitedly, like a declaration of victory.

Look at the black-robed Tang Chen again.

He remained calm and stared at Wang Zhan quietly.

He raised the Black Mystic Immortal Sword and whispered: "Ten Thousand Stars Destroying Sword."

Swish!

With one sword thrust, the sky and the earth split.

The glittering galaxy evolved from the tip of the sword, surging through the sky, forming an image of falling stars, as if all the planets in the universe were cut off.

Rumble!

Wang Zhan drove the Sky Chariot, wielding the Red Immortal Soul-Slashing Sword to angrily cut the stars, and the explosion sounded extremely shocking.

"Your so-called Golden Immortal Method is just like this!"

He laughed with a big mouth.

Tang Chen in black robe stared at Wang Zhan with a look of mental retardation, grinning and saying: "Break!"

Under the eyes of the crowd, Wang Zhan was deeply trapped in the stars and could not escape at all.

Boom boom boom boom...

The stars exploded, and the power of the stars raged like a tide, rushing towards Wang Zhan layer by layer until he was completely covered and no trace of him could be seen.

Puff!

Wang Zhan vomited blood crazily, looking shocked.

The power of this sword had exceeded his endurance limit.

He immediately gave up all offensives and hurriedly sacrificed the Red Immortal Soul-Slaying Sword and the Blue Gold Chariot to protect his body.

After a while, the stars were annihilated.

The scene of destruction slowly subsided.

Everyone looked forward to it, but saw Wang Zhan's body stained with blood, his hair messy, and curled up on the ground like a beggar.

What the first king of Beiyuan, what the state of true immortal, does not exist!

Ice Wasteland Godland

Wang Xiao's face turned pale when he saw Wang Zhan's miserable end.

Something in his heart seemed to collapse, and he said in a lost voice: "Impossible, my son has the potential to become a true immortal, how...how could he lose!"

He was now like a gambler who had lost all his fortune, yelling and screaming hysterically.

Yi Zizai smiled faintly, as if he had known the result long ago.

The Bingluan tribe laughed loudly, feeling relieved.

Inside the palace.

Wang Zhan stood up with great difficulty, his eyes were empty, staring blankly at his bleeding body.

"I... lost?"

He murmured to himself.

As one of the twenty-one evil demons of the Bloodthirsty Evil Emperor, his cultivation talent was naturally very high.

After taking over Wang Zhan's body, he obtained endless resources, and his cultivation speed improved by leaps and bounds, and he could easily kill enemies of higher levels.

But now, he lost.

He lost to a Dharma body of Tang Chen.

And it was a miserable defeat.

How could he accept this!

Tang Chen in black robe stepped on the void, walked slowly, and chuckled: "Why, can't you accept this fact?"

"This king will never lose!"

Wang Zhan raised his face, and a touch of ferocity and hideousness spread.

Tang Chen in black robe sneered: "In this situation, he still said that he didn't lose. Is this the traditional skill of the evil demon general?"

The words came out and fell.

Wang Zhan's pupils shrank, and his whole body trembled. He looked at Tang Chen with horror.

"Tang Chen, you..."

He almost screamed.

The sea of ​​blood behind Tang Chen in black robe rose and fell, and he said indifferently: "Sword Art of Killing Immortals."

The black Xuanxian Sword was swung.

A flash of sword light was like a sea of ​​blood and corpses reflecting the void, interpreting the image of the fall of the immortals, and instantly cut Wang Zhan in half.

The first king of Beiyuan, fell!