The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 6478: Impossible (two more)

Jiuyou Xiejun said: “Now there is only this way. If you don’t solve this lunatic Chang Mojun, you and I will die today.”

Ye Chen felt a chill in his heart and looked at Lord Chang Mo, but saw that Lord Chang Mo was like a madman, laughing and shouting constantly. Although he wore a crown, he had no imperial attitude, and his shots were crazy. His cultivation was so powerful that he abruptly suppressed him, the Heaven-Covering Devil Emperor and others.

“Hahaha, you bunch of rubbish, you can’t even stop half of my skill, what’s the point of living?”

Chang Mojun’s eyes were blood red, staring at Leng Muqing.

He never forgot, and always wanted to violate Leng Muqing in public, so that he could teach Ye Chen a lesson and completely humiliate him.

Shout!

Chang Mojun’s body flashed like lightning, and he got rid of the entanglement between the Heaven-covering Devil Emperor and Xia Xuansheng, and grabbed his palm towards Leng Muqing.

Ye Chen’s face sank, and he stepped forward and flew in front of Leng Muqing, waved his palm, and collided with Chang Mojun.

Bang!

This palm broke several of Ye Chen’s ribs. He only felt a sweetness in his throat and almost vomited blood.

Now without the power of Jiuyou Evil Lord, he has almost no chance of winning against Chang Mo-jun with a mere return to the seventh layer of the real world.

Even if you use water-stopping kendo and borrow the power of time and space, it is difficult to defeat.

After all, with Ye Chen’s current cultivation, the breathlessness that he can borrow is actually very weak and a very tiny trace.

This is breathless, and on the premise of paying a huge price for backlash, it is enough for him to kill the powerhouse of the fifth-layered sky in the Hundred Pills Realm, but in the face of the sixth-layered sky in the Hundred Pills Realm, it is not enough to watch.

Because of the gap in realm, it has become too big.

Although the swordsmanship is extremely high, the water stops and the waterfall can be reversed, it can reverse the general trend of heaven and earth, ignore the gap between realms, and fight the gods with the body of an ant, but this is only a legendary level, even Wuzu can’t do it, and Ye Chen is even less so now It may be done, but it is still subject to the constraints of the laws of reality.

“Are you all right?”

Leng Muqing supported Ye Chen, her eyes full of worry.

“It’s fine.”

Marven Ye took her back again and again to avoid Chang Mojun’s pursuit.

Right now, Lord Chang Mo’s aura is too terrifying, not only in the six layers of the Hundred Flail Realm, but also in the battle in this place, he can take advantage of the geomantic feng shui, making him even more powerful.

Jiuyou Xiejun shouted: “Can’t wait any longer, sacrifice the evil spirit plate immediately! This is the only way to break the game!”

Jun Chang Mo is too strong, and if he wants to kill him, he can only sacrifice the Zhenxie Pan and use the suppressing power of the Zhenxie Pan to kill him.

“Yeah!”

Marven Ye nodded, and immediately brought out the evil-suppressing plate.

A disc magic weapon, suspended in mid-air, exuding wisps of gray aura.

And in the anti-evil plate, Wu Zu noticed that Ye Chen wanted to sacrifice, and he was furious and yelled: “Boy, what do you want to do, you want to sacrifice the anti-evil plate? You dare!”

If the Zhenxie Pan is sacrificed, he will also die with him.

That means falling and disappearing in this world forever. Wu Zu foreshadowed this terrible fate, and his body trembled violently.

Marven Ye heard Wu Zu’s angry voice, but did not respond.

In the current situation, if he doesn’t sacrifice the evil spirits, he is afraid that even going out alive will be a problem.

As for Wu Zu, if he dies, he will die, he doesn’t care.

“Huh?”

When Chang Mojun saw the appearance of the Zhenxie Pan, he was slightly startled and caught an extremely dangerous aura.

This evil-suppressing plate, if the sacrifice breaks out, I am afraid it will be enough to bury him!

While Chang Mo-jun was surprised and absent-minded, Ye Chen fled far away and distanced himself from Chang Mo-jun.

“Senior Devil Emperor, Xia Xuansheng, I’m going to sacrifice this magic weapon. It takes ten breaths of time. Please hold it for me!”

Marven Ye’s eyes are sharp, and the magic weapon of Zhenxie Pan is extremely powerful. If you want to sacrifice, even Ye Chen needs ten breaths of time.

Right now, he can only ask the Demon Emperor Zhetian, and Xia Xuansheng, to hold him back!

The Devil Emperor and Xia Xuansheng looked at each other, and both nodded.

“Want to stall for time? When I’m not there?”

Chang Mojun sneered, the crown of thorns burst into scarlet blood, and strips of thorns and ivy, like a demon, burst out from the ground and wrapped around Ye Chen.

“Mad dog, your opponent is me!”

Xia Xuansheng’s eyes were like lightning. He took the lead and pulled out the sword he was carrying on his back. At this moment, his eyes became cold, and there were many halos blooming.

A vision of double pupils appeared!

It has a full five-layered halo, blooming in Xia Xuansheng’s pupils, forming a different appearance of double pupils, which is very spectacular.

Heavy pupils are out of phase, this is a sign of the heavenly monarch’s great luck!

After manifesting the abnormal appearance of double pupils, Xia Xuansheng’s momentum doubled, with the horizontal sword in his hand, he instantly entered the realm of self-absorption.

“No thoughts, no thoughts, no life without me, a knife without thoughts, broken!”

Xia Xuansheng sang in his mouth, beheading him with a knife in both hands.

This knife is almost nothingness. The light of the knife is a chaotic space-like color, dark and shining, and the trajectory of the knife technique cannot be captured at all, because it is a knife without thinking, without thinking, and there is almost no trace of reality.

When the Demon Emperor Zhetian saw Xia Xuansheng’s sword, his eyes were blurred, and he couldn’t see Xia Xuansheng’s swordsmanship.

The speed of this knife is too fast, because there is almost no trace of reality, so there is no burden of reality. Sharp.

“This is… an unthinkable sword? Hongjun’s old and sloppy swordsmanship?”

When Chang Mo-jun saw the breath of this knife, he was immediately shocked and angry.

With his cultivation, he couldn’t see the momentum of the sword technique.

This is a sword of Wuxiang. There is no trace at all. It is close to nothing, and there is almost no trace of reality, so it is extremely strange and cannot capture any trace.

Pfft!

In an instant, Chang Mojun only felt severe pain in his shoulder and had already been stabbed.

Actually, this knife was cut to his head.

However, he was very keen. When the light of the knife fell, he finally caught the trajectory of the knife energy and avoided it sideways within a thousandth of an eye.

A deep stab wound appeared on Chang Mojun’s shoulder, blood flowing.

“Very good, boy, you can actually hurt me, it is worthy of an unthinking knife, but unfortunately your cultivation is too poor, if you want to kill me, it is the cockroach shaking the tree, the dragonfly shaking the iron pillar, absolutely not Possibly.”

Chang Mojun smiled coldly, grabbed Xia Xuansheng’s blade with his backhand, smashed it with a bang, and threw all the fragments of the blade towards Xia Xuansheng’s face.

“Unfortunately…”

In Xia Xuansheng’s heart, he felt extremely regretful. After all, he was only half a step into the Hundred Flail Realm, and the realm gap between him and Chang Mo-Jun was too big.

Even if he comprehends Wuxiang’s sword, he is not Chang Mo-jun’s opponent.

Even if he didn’t rely on the subtlety of his swordsmanship, he would be an ant in front of Chang Mo-jun, and he might not have the slightest resistance.