Emperor Tianwu

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of explosions were heard, and all the tree monsters exploded wherever the fist passed.

When the fist dispersed, a gap appeared on the ground filled with tree monsters. The gap was a thousand meters long, and it was particularly conspicuous if viewed from high altitude.

"Looking for death!"

One of the eighth-level tree monsters saw Yun Chen kill many of his companions with one punch, and his eyes, which were originally green, turned scarlet.

It was at least eight meters tall, with a human head and a tree body, and it was a big willow tree spirit.

"Kill!"

He raised his hands slightly, and suddenly endless willow branches burst out from his hands, like thousands of silk threads, piercing towards Yun Chen, trying to tear Yun Chen's body apart.

Martial Emperor, is the same realm as the eighth-level tree monster.

And Yun Chen is only in the middle stage of Martial Emperor, but this tree monster is already in the late eighth level, a small realm higher than Yun Chen.

Lin Yuchu in mid-air was also attacked by several level eight tree monsters.

The two of them started a great battle with the tree monsters.

"You are the one who will die!"

Yun Chen shouted, and the powerful law of gravity gathered on his fist, and then suddenly blasted out.

The sound of "dong dong dong" was heard, and the fist smashed out, and the void exploded one after another, and then the countless willow branches exploded and fell, causing the tree monster to let out a shrill scream.

The breath of death crushed, and a trace of despair appeared in the eyes of the tree monster.

The next second, a fist shadow hit him, and his whole body exploded, and green liquid and branches fell to the ground.

A demon pill rolled down and was collected by Yun Chen.

Not far away, in front of the monks' camp.

Xu Jianfeng and others were stunned.

Yun Chen, the fighting power shown by Lin Yuchu is too amazing.

Li Yuchu is fine, after all, he is in the early stage of the domain realm, and it is not surprising that he can fight against the eighth-level tree demon.

But what about Yun Chen?

A mid-stage martial emperor can actually kill a late-stage eighth-level tree demon with one punch.

You know, even if Murong Qiu, a peak domain realm expert, wants to kill an eighth-level tree demon, he can never do it as easily as Yun Chen.

"Where did these two guys come from?" Xu Jianfeng said in great surprise.

While speaking, he glanced at Miao Fu.

Miao Fu's face was calm.

He had fought with Yun Chen and naturally knew the strength of these two people.

"Okay, hurry up! Maybe these two can solve the ninth-level tree demon!" Miao Fu said, his figure flashed, and he was already whistling forward.

Yun Chen and the others did not join forces with him, but it did not mean that he could not kill the ninth-level tree demon alone.

He was an ancient great power after all, and he did not believe that he could not kill a mere ninth-level tree demon without help.

Seeing Miao Fu had already started, Murong Qiu would not hesitate. He pointed his spear forward and ordered, "Everyone, kill them!"

"Kill!"

Countless monks suddenly burst into earth-shaking shouts of killing, and then the monk army roared forward like a torrent.

They seemed to be stimulated by Yun Chen's killing.

Two people dared to kill into the army of hundreds of millions of tree monsters, and their monk army had at least hundreds of millions of people. Could it be that they were not as good as two monks?

The tree monsters on the opposite side were also enraged, and with roars, the tree monster army also swept over like a torrent.

In less than ten breaths.

With a "boom", blood, green liquid, and broken limbs instantly covered the ground.

The two armies collided like two mountains, and a monstrous roar broke out.

In just a few breaths, at least tens of thousands of monks and tree monsters died.

War is often the cruelest.

In a battlefield where hundreds of millions of people are fighting, human life is truly worthless.

Although Yun Chen charged into the army of tree demons, he also noticed the battlefield behind him.

Seeing countless cultivators shattered like bubbles, he couldn't help but feel sad, and the sad poem involuntarily emerged in his mind.

"My hair is standing on end with anger, I lean on the railing, the rain has stopped."

"I look up, I roar to the sky, my heart is full of passion."

"Thirty years of fame and glory are dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of journey are clouds and moon. Don't wait until your hair is white and you are filled with sorrow."

"The shame of the tree monster has not yet been avenged. When will the hatred of the ministers be eliminated? Drive a long chariot and break through the gap in the Helan Mountains."

"I am so ambitious that I eat the flesh of the tree monster when I am hungry, and drink the blood of the monster when I am thirsty. I will start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

"Kill!"

Yun Chen roared, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly exploded to the extreme. He punched out again, with sadness, desolation, determination, and recklessness.

There was a bang in his body, as if something was broken, and the rolling spiritual energy of heaven and earth swept in and poured into his body crazily.

The seventh level of the Martial Emperor!

"Boom..."

The fist shadow blasted out, and the world trembled violently. Then, a violent and boundless murderous aura roared out like thousands of troops, carrying a monstrous killing momentum and a determination to defend the country and never retreat.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Within a radius of several miles, whether it was the seventh-level tree monster or the eighth-level tree monster, they all exploded under this punch, turned into blood mist, and dissipated.