: A palm blows away

"It's a game!"

"This is a game!"

Chen Jie's heart twitched violently as he looked at the terrifying existence that appeared in front of him.

In fact, from the beginning, Chen Jie's shrewdness could see some clues. However, the bloodthirsty murderous intent in his bones made Chen Jie too excited. He stepped into the situation set by the other party inadvertently!

At this moment, with the Great Shura on the Dark Temple and the Chaos God of War on the Innate Temple appearing, the warriors who were originally fighting on both sides immediately stopped and their eyes fell on Chen Jie.

"It's you, kill my son Huanwu?" Kuang Yu Zhansheng stared at Chen Jie with anger, and the tyrannical aura on his body roared and directly rushed towards Chen Jie.

"Hmph!" Chen Jie hummed coldly, and the bloodthirsty aura on his body was released without showing any weakness, colliding with the violent aura of Kuang Yu Zhansheng.

"Hmm?" Kuang Yu Zhansheng frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that the other party's aura was not weaker than him at all, and he was even slightly stronger than him.

"snort!"

The young man in white was watching the scene indifferently, his eyes narrowed, and the terrifying aura on his body instantly crushed, easily suppressing Chen Jie's bloodthirsty aura.

Chen Jie's face changed slightly, and he felt as if he was in a huge gravity field, and even breathing became much more difficult.

"It's him!"

"The oldest Chaos War God in the Innate Temple, the immortal war god!"

Chen Jie stared at the young man in white.

In terms of age, this immortal war god is actually an ancient existence over 10,000 years old, but his face... has always maintained a youthful appearance. The name of the immortal war god is also here!

"Who are you?" The immortal war god stared at Chen Jie indifferently, his aura on his body did not weaken at all, and he always maintained a state of suppressing Chen Jie.

Chen Jie smiled coldly: "If you want to do it, hurry up and don't talk so much nonsense!"

"presumptuous!"

Kuang Yu Zhansheng roared: "You bastard, dare to kill my son, and you still dare to be rude to my father! Father, please allow the child to kill him in person!"

The immortal war god glanced at Kuang Yu Zhansheng, then looked at Da Shura beside him and asked, "Black Snake, what do you think?"

"Hmph, this kid must die today, I have no interest in everything else." The Black Snake Dashura shrugged.

"Okay, Wen'er. Then he will leave it to you to solve it!" said the immortal war god lightly.

"Don't worry, my father, I will tear him to pieces and crush his bones and ashes!" Kuang Yu Zhansheng clenched his fists, his eyes full of violence.

The warriors around all tactfully retreated and gave up a clearing.

Kuang Yu Zhansheng stared at Chen Jie tightly, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly!"

Chen Jie smiled coldly, but instead looked at the old God of War not far away, and said lightly: "Since you want to test me with your son, why don't you remove your breath pressure?"

The old-fashioned God of War raised his eyebrows slightly.

He didn't expect that the other party could see his intention at a glance.

The reason why he agreed to let Kuang Yu Zhansheng and Chen Jie fight alone, but did not directly kill Chen Jie was because he wanted to know Chen Jie's background. He knew that if he was relying on forced questions, the other party would definitely not say it, so he simply let Kuang Yu Zhansheng and Chen Jie fight, so that Chen Jie's background can naturally be seen from Chen Jie's battle!

"This guy is indeed not simple!" The Black Snake Da Shura whispered to the immortal god of war.

The immortal war god smiled and stared at Chen Jie and said, "I think you made a mistake. I don't plan to remove the pressure of breath. Wen'er, let's do it!"

"Yes!" A strong murderous intent burst out from Kuang Yu Zhansheng's eyes, and then he stepped onto the ground fiercely, and instantly rushed towards Chen Jie.

Chen Jie's face suddenly changed.

With the breath of the immortal war god, he can only exert half of his strength at most. And this Kuang Yu Zhansheng, the existence of Lieyu Zhansheng, may not be able to defeat the other party even if Chen Jie is fully capable of fighting. At this moment, he is suppressed and has no ability to resist.

"hateful!"

Chen Jie gritted his teeth.

Hissing!

The black hair turned blood-red directly, and at the same time, strips of secret patterns on the body grew out, and the entire person's pupils turned blood-red.

"Blood-Striped Warrior! Blood-Striped Clan?"

A hint of horror flashed through the eyes of the immortal god of war!

As an ancient existence that has lived for thousands of years, he naturally saw the characteristics of a blood-patterned warrior at a glance.

"kill!"

At this moment, Kuang Yu Zhansheng had already rushed to Chen Jie. He saw that as his palm flipped, a red stick appeared in his hand. Then Kuang Yu Zhansheng shouted loudly, and the stick in his hand roared and smashed hard at Chen Jie.

"Good guy!"

"This stick turned out to be a super holy weapon!"

Chen Jie's pupils contracted slightly, and were suppressed by the breath of the immortal god of war. He had no choice but to resist the stick he smashed!

"drink!"

Chen Jie waved the blood-red battle sword in his hand and collided with the smashed stick.

Buzz!

At the moment of collision, Chen Jie clearly felt a strange force conveying from the stick. This strange force directly absorbed part of the power in Chen Jie's blood-red battle sword. Then, this absorbed force and the power that was smashed down by Kuang Yu Zhansheng with one stick. The merger of the two forces exploded instantly!

"puff!"

Chen Jie squirted a mouthful of blood from his mouth and flew backwards.

"Damn it! Suppressed by the breath of the immortal warrior, even if my clone transforms into a blood-patterned warrior, it will be difficult to compete with Kuang Yu Zhansheng!"

Chen Jie felt a little anxious.

If this continues, he will only be completely suppressed and beaten by Kuang Yu Zhansheng. Although the opponent will not be able to kill him in a short period of time, if this continues, Chen Jie will only die.

"Now my clone is first formed. Once the clone dies, my soul will first suffer great trauma!"

"Secondly, if you want to regain your clone, you must wait until you enter the realm of endlessness to have that ability. Moreover, Wanbaoyi and some other treasures are on this clone. Once the clone dies... I will suffer a heavy loss!"

Chen Jie was anxious, but Kuang Yu Zhansheng didn't give Chen Jie any time to breathe.

He roared angrily, waved the stick in his hand and rushed towards Chen Jie again.

"Ruan Qu, do you see this guy's identity?" The Black Snake Great Shura looked at the immortal war god beside him and asked.

The old-age God of War looked a little serious and said, "This person seems to be the Blood Pattern Clan, but the Blood Pattern Clan... It completely disappeared from the Burning Area in the disaster a thousand years ago. There are even rumors that the Blood Pattern Clan had been exterminated in that disaster. But this guy..."

"The Blood Pattern Clan?" The Black Snake Dashura frowned slightly.

"It seems that this guy can't be killed yet. He is likely to be involved in some important secrets of the Blood Pattern Clan." The immortal war god said lightly, and he also took back the breath that suppressed Chen Jie.

"Can't kill? Humph, if you don't kill the Innate Temple, then let's kill our Dark Temple!" The Black Snake Grand Shura said coldly.

"Black Snake!" The immortal war god glanced at the Black Snake Great Shura: "This person is very important to my Innate Temple. I must hand him over to the high-level staff of my Innate Temple for treatment. You can give me a condition, how can I let this person go!"

"The conditions? Good. This guy has killed so many quasi-Shura and Shura strong men on our side. You just need to give me the important ground you guarded, and I will naturally let it go." The Black Snake Great Shura sneered coldly.

"Black snake!" The old-fashioned God of War narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't go too far!"

"Excessive? Ruan Qu, I think you were wrong. Both of us are enemies, and this time we plan together is because of the appearance of this guy. Don't get me wrong, we are a relationship between enemies!" The Black Snake Great Shura said coldly.

At this moment, Chen Jie was being beaten by Kuang Yu Zhansheng, and suddenly felt that the old God of War suppression was suppressing his breath dissipated.

"Good opportunity!"

boom!

As soon as Chen Jie stepped on the ground, the power in his body exploded to the extreme in an instant. The bloodthirsty wolf teeth in his hand changed, directly forming Chen Jie's usual battle knife.

Pang!

Chen Jie's violent knife slashed the stick of Kuang Yu Zhansheng fiercely. With his arrogant power, he threw Kuang Yu Zhansheng and others and the sticks to fly away.

"Walk!"

Chen Jie didn't dare to stay too much, and he immediately began to escape.

"Hmm? Want to escape? It's simply a dream!" The Black Snake Grand Asura glanced at Chen Jie, and his body became blurred in an instant.

"Not good!" The old-fashioned God of War turned around and saw the black snake Shura appearing in front of Chen Jie almost instantly.

"Ruan Qu, since you don't want to give up the important ground, I have to kill this kid with my own hands!" The black snake Dashura smiled fiercely and in front of the chest of his body, the giant snake's head pattern faintly burst out with a dazzling and extremely dark light.

The Black Snake Great Shura knew in his heart that since Chen Jie was a person who was highly valued by the Innate Temple, he eliminated Chen Jie, which would naturally be beneficial to him on the side of the Dark Temple.

"Boy, die!"

The black snake Great Shura poked out his palm, and saw that the palm was covered by an extremely strong black mist. The palm hit Chen Jie, just like a flexible poisonous snake biting Chen Jie.

"Get out!"

The opponent's attack made Chen Jie feel a little cold. Chen Jie roared, and the blood-red sword in his hand burst out with extreme power, slashing hard on the other party's palm. At the moment of the slash, Chen Jie only felt as if he was slashing on something extremely smooth. This slippery feeling easily removed the power that burst out from his sword, and then the black palm fell steadily on Chen Jie's chest.

boom!
Chapter completed!