Nine immortal gods are experts who can easily kill eight immortal gods.

Even a group of eight immortals are not necessarily an opponent of nine immortals. The more the immortal realm is behind, the greater the gap is. It's not just talk.

The master of immortal nine heavy is afraid that he can crush countless immortal six heavy with his fingers.

Not to mention the immortal God?

The nine immortals are more powerful than the one immortals.

There is no comparability between the two.

Basically, there is a big gap.

Chikui is now a master of the nine immortals. No wonder he is so confident that he can easily kill Ye Chen. Ye Chen's combat power is really impressive, which shocked him. He can fight the eight immortals with one immortals and suppress them. It is indeed an unprecedented achievement.

But Chikui is now the ninth immortal God.

He believed that ye Chen was dead.

"It's over."

"It's over, it's over, how could it be, how could it be immortal nine!"

"Dead, we're finished, we're all dead!"

"The Supreme Master of immortal God jiuzhong, I'm afraid that such existence can kill us... It's dead, it's over, we're finished."

"If I had known so, I wouldn't have come to take this shit task. It's like dying!"

"Intelligence clearly said that it was the initial stage of the seven immortals, and the result was not only not, but also the nine immortals."

"Ye Chen, it's over."

The middle-aged woman with white hair showed a look of despair and kept yelling. They both felt finished.

I'm kidding. This is the top master of Xianshen jiuzhong. It's not comparable to Xianshen Bazhong at all. Originally, Xianshen Bazhong was enough to make them despair, not to mention Xianshen jiuzhong.

"Immortal nine heavy."

Ye Chen's face moved slightly and finally felt that things were interesting.

He thought that Chikui's accomplishments were probably not the seven immortals, but the eight immortals. However, ye Chen didn't expect that Chikui was not the seven immortals, nor the eight immortals, but the nine immortals that were infinitely close to the real God.

Immortal nine.

Such an expert, placed in the holy fire City, is the top expert, second only to the existence of the Lord of the holy fire city.

Such an expert can easily kill the eight immortals.

As for the seven immortals, they are even more vulnerable in front of Chikui. They can kill one with their fingers.

"Hahaha, boy, you're dead, you're dead, die for me!"

Chikui roared, waved his hand, a red knife, across the space, across the sky, and cut in the direction of Ye Chen.

This red blade is several times more powerful than the previous blade.

There is even no comparability between the two.

The gap between the eight immortals and the nine immortals is so big.

The power of Chikui's random strike is probably much stronger than his full strike when he was eight immortals.

"No, run, run!"

"Run!"

"Invincible!"

"Escape!"

The white haired middle-aged and the woman roared, and their body immediately retreated towards the rear. Even so, the hot and violent breath and the terrible sense of oppression still pressed them out of breath.

Ah, ah!

Two screams came out. The white haired middle-aged and woman were directly shocked and flew thousands of meters away. They vomited blood and were seriously injured.

It's just the breath, which seriously injured them.

This is the huge gap in strength.

Nine immortals are much better than eight immortals.

"Hahaha, boy, now I'll see how you die!"

Chikui looked at Ye Chen standing still and sneered.

But the next moment.

Ye Chen moved.

No, strictly speaking, his field should have moved.

Boom!

A colorful field was propped up out of thin air, like substance, and pressed against the red blade.

What is he doing?

White haired middle-aged and women look silly.

Resist Chikui's attack in the field of Xiandao?

Are you kidding?

Are you kidding!? Resist Chikui's attack in the field of Xiandao? Not to mention the Xiandao field, even if ye Chen tries his best, it is impossible to stop Chikui's attack.

Is he looking for death?

The middle-aged woman with white hair showed despair.

"Boom!"

But the next moment.

They saw that the colorful Xiandao field just tore open the red knife and defeated the red Kui's attack.

Yes, it was defeated.

Just in the field of Xiandao, it tore apart the attack of Chikui, the nine supreme powers of the immortal God.

silent.

Space, a silence.

It was silent for dozens of seconds.

Then there was a sound.

Gudong.

The middle-aged woman with white hair swallowed her mouth.

They stared in horror, looked incredible, and their chins were about to fall to the ground.

What happened?

They don't understand. What happened?

Ye Chen only used the Xiandao field to resist Chikui's attack?

What the hell is going on?

"It's impossible, it's impossible. I must have been dazzled. Yes, yes, I must have been dazzled. How can you, an immortal God, a heavy piece of debris and garbage, stop my blow."

Chikui also showed a look like a ghost. He kept shaking his head and almost doubted life.

No way.

He is the Supreme Master of the nine immortals.

The immortal gods are nine, and only one step away can step into the true God and become a great man.

Ye Chen, an immortal God, a heavy garbage, the bottom of the immortal world, how can he stop his blow?

This is simply unrealistic.

"Sorry, nothing is impossible."

Ye Chen showed a sarcastic smile.

impossible?

Why not?

Isn't that the truth right in front of you.

Since Chikui doesn't believe it, or can't believe it, ye Chen will tell each other the facts. It's all true.

"It's impossible. It must be false. Die, die, die, die, kill, kill you, kill you, you'll know if it's true. Die!"

Chikui roared. He roared. The red Xiandao field and blood red Dao mang attacked Ye Chen crazily in the direction of Ye Chen.

The tai'a sword on Ye Chen's head was a fierce blow.

Brush!

A green sword, mixed with the power of the third cut of the divine sword, suddenly burst out.

Ah!

The next moment, a scream came out.

All Chikui's attacks, in front of the blue sword, were no different from garbage. They were defeated just one face to face.

Chikui himself was shocked. The field of Xiandao was directly cut in half, and his body was split.

Ah!

Chikui's body shook wildly, and the whole person flew backwards towards the rear like a shell, with a distance of tens of thousands of meters.

The breath is listless.