Fortune Shrine

Chapter 1738

"Look! It's the Heavenly Demon Son!"

The crowd looked around one after another, and saw a group of people approaching quickly in the distance, and the leader was Jiang Zhenfei.

Behind him, there are many Jiang family disciples.

At this moment, Jiang Zhenfei's face was gloomy, showing a touch of anger, his cold eyes swept across the crowd, as if he was looking for his opponent.

"What nonsense, son of a thousand demons, get out of here!"

At this time, a Jiang family disciple behind him took the lead in shouting, his voice was like thunder, and spread throughout hundreds of miles.

There is a strong disdain in the words.

"Dare to disrespect my son, die!"

Suddenly, another domineering voice sounded, and along with this voice, a shocking saber light fell from the sky and slashed at the Jiang family disciple.

This knife came extremely swiftly and violently, and it was extremely domineering, as if it had fallen from the nine heavens without any warning, so that the crowd didn't react at all, and they saw that this majestic knife had already fallen, carrying the might of the sky.

In the arena, there are probably only a very small number of people who can stop this knife.

But obviously not that Jiang family disciple.

His complexion couldn't help changing drastically, and he was extremely terrified.

But Jiang Zhenfei, who was not far away from him, was full of anger. How could he not be angry if the other party dared to ignore his existence like this.

However, just as he was about to make a move, an invisible restraint instantly enveloped his whole body, making him stagnate involuntarily.

It was just this stagnation, the sword that opened the sky had already fallen, and the disciple of the Jiang family was not surprised at all, he was instantly torn apart, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

what?

Seeing this scene, the huge crowd was stunned, full of disbelief.

died?Just die like that?

They looked at each other in dismay, eyes full of astonishment, even if they never dreamed that the Jiang family had already lost one person before the competition started.

What was even more strange was that Jiang Zhenfei watched the knife fall without any reaction.

This is simply unbelievable. At this moment, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Yan Hong is similar. Although he has seen the tyranny of these people, he obviously didn't expect that those people gave Jiang Zhenfei a disgrace as soon as they came. Perhaps it was not to deter Jiang Zhenfei. A Jiang Zhenfei might not be able to get into the opponent's eyes .

This is to intimidate everyone.

It's just that this is the Heavenly Demon Clan after all, why did the opponent dare to attack so recklessly.

Is it possible...

Fang Yi's eyes also flickered, it seems that Jumo Palace has already played a role.

"Sure enough, it's vulnerable!" The knife fell, and the domineering voice sounded again, and with this voice, the burly man also slowly emerged.

Afterwards, he bowed to face the void, and in the endless void, billowing demon energy surged like a rushing wave.

The whole world was surging, and a huge phantom of a demon god slowly condensed.

The phantom of the demon god has three heads and six arms, but one of the arms is shrouded in demon energy, making it hard to see clearly.

But the crowd below still recognized the phantom of the demon god at a glance.

"Six-armed incarnation! It is the six-armed incarnation of the true ancestor of all demons, how is this possible?"

The crowd was all terrified, looking at the void in disbelief.

Not to mention them, at this moment, even Jiang Zhenfei's eyes were full of horror, and his face had become extremely ugly.

"Young Master Myriad Demons! He calls himself Master Myriad Demons. Could it be that he is really the descendant of the true ancestor of Myriad Demons?"

If the crowd had doubts and dissatisfaction before, but seeing this phantom now, that trace of doubt has disappeared, and that dissatisfaction has also turned into a fiery light in their eyes.

"Jiang Zhenfei, I will give you another chance, surrender, or die!"

The huge phantom of the demon god spit out human words like the voice of judgment.

At this moment, the world was shocked.

Fang Yi could even sense the majestic divine thoughts coming from all around. Obviously, everything here has already alarmed many of the Omen Star's powerful people in the combined state, but unexpectedly, these people did not show up, as if acquiescing everything here.

"Bold, I am the son of the devil, it's up to you!"

Although he was extremely shocked, at this moment, in such a large audience, how could Jiang Zhenfei back down.

But he is not stupid either. From the phantom of this demon god, he already knows that he is probably not an opponent, but...how can he be willing.

"die!"

He only heard him shout angrily, and shot first.

Under such circumstances, there is only a slight possibility to strike first and be the strong side, so...he didn't hesitate at all, nor did he hold back at all.

I saw that his body was full of demonic energy, like an erupting volcano, and a huge phantom of a demon god also condensed.

It corresponds to the six-armed incarnation.

But unfortunately, it is obviously much worse.

"Overestimate your own strength!" The six-armed demon god showed disdain, and his voice was like thunder, and he slapped out six giant palms at the same time. Suddenly, the world was shaken, and the situation changed.

The crowd all turned pale with fright, but fortunately, this palm didn't come towards them.

But Jiang Zhenfei was not so lucky, his entire face had turned as white as paper.

Seeing this, Fang Yi couldn't help shaking his head. The gap between the two was too great, and Jiang Zhenfei had no chance of winning.

What's more, he has already felt timid in his heart, and it is obvious that Xiu Ming wants to use him to establish his prestige, so...he may not be able to take this blow.

as predicted!

The six giant palms of the six-armed demon god merged into one, crushing down like the sky falling.

The world exploded inch by inch, together with Jiang Zhenfei's palm and the phantom of the demon god he condensed was no exception.

Boom boom boom!

Countless bombs seemed to be thrown into the surrounding sky. This shocking palm shattered everything, and the void collapsed. Jiang Zhenfei's majestic figure was no surprise, like a star falling from nine days, falling straight down.

There was a loud noise, the earth trembled, and a huge deep pit also condensed.

lost?

In a messy world, there was no sound at all. The crowd stared blankly at the deep pit, and Jiang Zhenfei, who was dying in the deep pit, was beyond shocked.

One hit, just one hit!

The proud son of the Jiang family, the holy son of the Tianmo clan, didn't even take a single blow from the opponent. How could the crowd believe this?

At this moment, everyone looked at the huge phantom of the demon god in the void, and their eyes became extremely terrified.

How could this be?

The Jiang family disciples who came with them were already trembling with fright at this moment. All this undoubtedly far exceeded their expectations, and they dared not make any changes.

Fang Yi and Yan Hong were naturally the calmest in the field, because the result was already expected.

In the deep pit, Jiang Zhenfei's mouth was bleeding profusely, and his eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness.

But in just a moment, there was no vitality at all, and a generation of heavenly demon sons fell.

"You...you killed the Son of Heavenly Demon, Lord Shengzun will never let you go."

At this time, the disciples of the Jiang family seemed to have come to their senses.

The crowd also woke up like a dream. No matter how strong the opponent is, this is the Heavenly Demon Clan, and the one who died was the Heavenly Demon Son.

really!

The next moment, a loud voice came, "The Holy One has an order..."

(End of this chapter)