C1287 (2/2)
Two loud sounds rang out. Ye Zichen and co. were like three meteorites as they collided in midair, causing an earth-shattering explosion that set off huge waves.
Although the Mirror Monarch only had his soul left, it was still terrifying. In addition to the Golden War God's unparalleled toughness and unparalleled strength, Ye Zichen was sent flying by the Golden War God's explosive power.
However, the next moment, Ye Zichen charged over with the Dragonspine in his hand. The four dao diagrams flowed like water, crazily surging into the Dragonspine, increasing the power of the holy sword, and continuously attacking the Golden War God with the Sword Spirit Puppet.
The Mirror Master relied on the invincible defense of the Golden War God and did not dodge when faced with Ye Zichen's and the Sword Spirit Puppet's attacks. He allowed the attacks that could destroy mountains and cut off rivers to hit his body.
”Die!”
As he endured the attacks of Ye Zichen and the Sword Spirit Puppet, the Mirror Master slapped out his palm. An unimaginable force surged out, causing the air to collapse as the palm struck towards Ye Zichen and Su Yan.
This palm attack was so powerful that even a Nirvana stage practitioner could heavily injure it. However, when it collided with the Sword Spirit Puppet's body, it did not even bother to shake it.
”F * ck, isn't Ye Chenfeng's clone too terrifying? Using his body to block Ancestral Mirror Master Jing Yue's attack without suffering any damage? How did he refine this clone?!”
Just as everyone was shocked by the terrifying Sword Spirit Puppet, Ye Zichen stepped on his sword and leaped into the air, slashing out with a sword. The sky changed as the Sky Collapsing Sword tore through the sea of clouds, causing chaos in the sky as it slashed fiercely towards the Golden War God's body.
From a distance, it was as if the sky had been completely split open by this sword. Terrifying spatial cracks extended for several dozen zhang. For a moment, the world changed color. Thunder roared, and divine might shook the heavens.
The Mirror Master glanced at Ye Chenfeng with his empty eyes, then raised his golden right hand and grabbed forward, directly shattering the sword light that Ye Chenfeng had slashed down.
Ye Zichen's attack was broken. The sword spirit puppet wielded the black dragon holy sword hacked out three times in an instant, wanting to break through the Golden War God's defense and attack the Mirrormoon Ancestral Soul.
However, the defense of the Golden War God was too terrifying. The Sword Spirit Puppet's energy was ignited and even with the Black Dragon Holy Sword in hand, it was unable to break through his defense and was easily blocked by him.
”Eight Directions Murderous Fist!”
The Mirror Master roared and continuously used his ace attacks. Streams of fist light shot out, causing the air to explode wherever they passed. Air currents surged as they continuously attacked Ye Chongleng and the Sword Spirit Puppet.
The Sword Spirit Puppet relied on its indestructible body to block the Murderous Fist from the Mirror Master. However, Ye Chenfeng was unable to block it and was sent flying by the killing fists.
”The Mirror Moon Sect is truly worthy of being called the second strongest faction in the Thunder Dominion. Their background is too frightening. The strength of the Mirrormoon Founder has probably surpassed the Nirvana Realm and his Golden War God's defense has definitely reached the Saint Artifact level. Besides the Thunder Dominion's Highest Elder, no one else can defeat him!”
”Yeah, I originally thought that Ye Zichen would win, but now it seems that the Mirror Moon Sect is even more terrifying. I'm afraid that the Mirror Moon Sect will have the last laugh at today's farce.”
The crowd discussed as they watched the Mirror Patriarch suppress Ye Chenfeng and the Sword Spirit Puppet. When they heard the discussions around them, Nangong Zheng clenched his fists, his heart was extremely restless.
At this moment, he was slightly regretting his blind decision and had the urge to retreat. If the Mirror Master were to kill Ye Chenfeng and the others, it would be extremely disadvantageous to him.
”Sword spirit puppet, help the God Beast of Primal Chaos quickly kill the Mirror Flower. Leave that wild and lonely ghost to me!” Ye Zichen wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and ordered loudly.
Hearing Ye Chenfeng's command, the entire hall went silent. Everyone turned their gazes towards Ye Chenfeng in unison. They wanted to know what other methods he would use to turn the tides at this moment.