Kowloon God Emperor

"Su Chen's true combat power has probably reached the level of a six-tribulation quasi-emperor, or a seven-tribulation quasi-emperor. This boy is growing too fast!"

Lei Yanpo said slowly.

"Then what should we do?"

The other three Quasi-Emperors all asked with somewhat grim expressions, their hearts filled with fear.

"Don't worry, if he dares to come to my Ten Thousand Races Alliance, he will surely die! With the Ten Thousand Tribulations Asura God-Slaying Formation, not to mention Su Chen, even a Nine Tribulations Quasi-Emperor will be trapped here! Don't worry, I have already notified the Palace Master, and when the Palace Master arrives, he will surely die!"

Lei Yanpo sneered.

The other three Quasi-Emperors immediately felt relieved.

The Lord of the Supreme Temple, Qi Zhongtian, is also the current leader of the Alliance of All Races!

That is a genuine Nine Tribulations Quasi-Emperor. As long as he arrives, Su Chen will definitely die.

"If we work together, we can make the Ten Thousand Tribulations Shura God-Slaying Formation even more powerful. We don't need to confront Su Chen head-on, we just need to trap him!"

Lei Yanpo said viciously.

"Yes!"

The other three quasi-emperors all nodded.

Rumble!

At the same time, the four quasi-emperors also took action at the same time.

Lei Yanpo sacrificed the Thunder God's Heaven-Suppressing Spear, and the quasi-emperor of the Netherworld Ghost Clan sacrificed the Netherworld Ghost Flag. The Supreme Emperor's soldiers were urged by them to merge into the Wanjie Shura God-Slaying Formation.

In an instant, the ten thousand foot tall Shura suddenly began to grow rapidly, directly growing to a hundred thousand feet. His aura was terrifying and boundless, and he burst out with divine power comparable to that of a Nine Tribulations Quasi-Emperor.

"This is interesting!"

Su Chen's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

boom!

The ten thousand foot tall Shura, emitting a tremendous momentum, rushed towards Su Chen from the sky. The terrifying murderous intent seemed to shatter the stars in the sky.

"break!"

Su Chen's eyes were sharp, his tongue was as loud as thunder, and he suddenly shouted loudly.

boom!

A chaotic fist print pierced through the eternal void, vast and boundless, and in an instant it collided with the ten thousand foot tall Shura.

The Ten Thousand Zhang Shura trembled violently. That punch was like an ancient sacred mountain, which made the Ten Thousand Zhang Shura stagger all over and retreat directly.

"what?!"

Lei Yanpo and the other four quasi-emperors were shocked, with an expression of disbelief in their eyes.

They originally thought that Su Chen’s combat power was at most that of a seven-tribulation quasi-emperor.

But now it seems that this ten thousand feet tall Shura was actually defeated by Su Chen. How could Su Chen be so strong?

"I'm not done with you! Is this immortal battle formation your reliance? If so, I will smash your turtle shells!"

Su Chen sneered, his eyes extremely cold.

boom!

In the palm of his hand, a brilliant sword light rose, emitting an immortal aura. The power of time and space flowed, and yin and yang energy surrounded him. There was a transcendent and extraordinary sword intent permeating the air.

Faintly, the sound of a dragon's roar was heard, and at this moment, the void in all directions resonated with Su Chen, creating a strange rhythm.

That sword light looked only three feet long, but it emitted an aura fluctuation that made the four quasi-emperors tremble with fear.

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?"

Lei Yanpo couldn't help but exclaimed.

"cut!"

Su Chen said lightly.

Click!

It was as if in an instant, billions of thunders exploded.

In Su Chen's palm, the dazzling sword light was like a blazing river in the sky, instantly piercing through billions of miles of void, and falling from the nine heavens towards the ten thousand feet Shura below, as well as the Wanjie Shura God-Slaying Formation.

Kill the dragon with one sword!

This can be said to be the most powerful attack that Su Chen currently controls. Its power far exceeds that of the ultimate imperial technique. It comes from the Ancestral Dragon's Divine Treasure and is a sword used by an almighty being to kill the Ancestral Dragon.

Su Chen guessed that this was most likely the supreme magical power of a transcendent being.

Click!

The sharp sword light fell, dazzling and bright as the moon. The void in all directions shattered at the same time, turning into a turbulent chaotic turbulence.

The ten-thousand-foot Shura roared continuously, with a blazing divine light rising around him. As if he sensed a fatal threat, he pushed out his arms to block the sword.

However, what shocked everyone was that although the Ten-Thousand-Foot Shura was extremely powerful, under the Dragon-Slaying Sword, he was like paper and was torn apart in an instant, exploding into pieces.

The entire Wanjie Shura God-Slaying Formation was shaking violently, and then the runes shattered and the divine light dimmed, as if an immortal world was directly cut in half by a sword!

"what……"

"Save me!"

"Spare my life..."

Hundreds of thousands of powerful men from all races showed expressions of great fear at this moment. In an instant, countless people were killed by a single sword and turned into a bloody mist.

The screams were endless, and the world seemed to have turned into a Shura hell, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and broken limbs everywhere.

Hundreds of thousands of powerful men formed the Wanjie Shura God-Slaying Formation. When the formation was destroyed by Su Chen's sword, they naturally suffered the backlash of the formation.

Most of them were directly annihilated by the sword light and turned into ashes. Even the strong men of all races at the edge were shaken into pieces, or their bodies exploded, or their souls were annihilated.

"Ah poof..."

Even the four quasi-emperors including Lei Yanpo were spitting blood from their mouths, with expressions of horror in their eyes, and they flew out horizontally!

They also suffered serious injuries.

But what shocked them even more and made their scalps numb was that the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Ten Thousand Races were almost wiped out by Su Chen's sword. Even most of the branch halls of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance were wiped out. The world seemed like a scene of destruction.

Su Chen's white clothes were whiter than snow, spotless as a speck of dust, as he floated in the void. In the eyes of the four quasi-emperors, he looked like a ghost, making them feel fear and terror from the bottom of their hearts.

The power of a sword is as great as this!