Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 289 Wang Chongxiao surrenders

Wang Chongxiao stepped back quickly, with a look of surprise on his face. Yang Xingchen's combat effectiveness was beyond his expectation. I knew Yang Xingchen was very strong, but I didn't expect him to be so strong.

Wang Chongxiao's expression was solemn, he kept sketching with his hands, and shouted: "Look at my real supreme Pluto magic, Hell Cage!"

His voice was low, and his eyes seemed to have turned into black holes. The wall of Hades behind him was roaring continuously, and the door creaked open.

Rumble.

A mysterious cage flew out from behind the wall. This cage was so mysterious that it seemed to run through the past, present and future. The void seemed to be collapsing. He wanted to turn Yang Xingchen into blood in this hell cage.

This cage seemed to be able to absorb the power of hell, forming a small world cage full of death and destruction, and suppressed it towards Yang Xingchen.

The void seemed to be suppressed and collapsed, and black cracks appeared one after another. This hell cage seemed to be imprinted in the void, exuding a solid and eternal charm.

Next to Yang Xingchen, the starlight was like a sea, extremely brilliant, countless stars were constantly impacting, and the place turned into a sea of ​​stars.

Countless stars are impacting, the ocean of stars is boiling completely, and the boundless starlight is shining, trying to destroy this hell prison.

"Stars shine in the world!" Yang Xingchen shouted softly, and the sea of ​​stars around him became more and more brilliant, incomparably gorgeous and sacred.

The stars turned into rivers, like thousands of silver rivers rushing in. Countless stars gathered together, exuding frightening power to destroy all obstacles.

At this time, Yang Xingchen seemed to have turned into a star, and his radiant light was comparable to the sun.

He transformed into a star and became the master of the endless starry sky. All the stars seemed to be resurrected, echoing each other and communicating with the heaven and earth.

There was a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth, as if hundreds of suns had appeared, suspended in the sky, emitting blazing light.

The void is trembling, the sky and the earth are white, and countless stars are burning, burning the prison of hell.

Rumble.

The world here is shaking, a force of stars and a force of destruction are intertwined, and the place becomes confused.

With an earth-shaking loud noise one day, the prison of hell was shattered.

Wang Chongxiao, who was opposite him, was coughing up blood. His breath quickly dimmed, and even the Wall of Hades behind him became blurry.

At this time, Yang Xingchen was covered with starlight, shining brightly, and the aura he exuded was shuddering, and his whole person became extremely sacred.

Starlight was like water, flowing continuously from his fingertips, as if a galaxy was controlled by him in his hands, roaring and roaring around his body.

The place where he stood seemed to be in a sea of ​​stars. Starlight was everywhere, divine power was everywhere, and it was shining brightly.

"Cross!" At this time, Yang Xingchen's hands kept drawing, and the terrifying pressure was frightening. His slender fingers drew the path of the avenue, which was extremely complicated.

Rumble.

Countless stars cover the sky and the earth, and the stars are arranged one after another to form a huge cross.

Two rows of huge stars crossed together and crushed towards Wang Chongxiao.

With the endless power of the stars, destroy all obstacles.

The crosses were crisscrossed, and the stars were bright, possessing the terrifying power of the stars, penetrating the void.

There was a pop.

"what..."

Wang Chongxiao let out a scream, and blood splattered everywhere.

"What happened to Pluto's body?" someone exclaimed.

"Pluto lost!" "What? Impossible!"

"Yang Xingchen is so powerful!"

The onlookers were shocked when they saw Wang Chongxiao covered in blood, his body stained red.

His whole body was covered in blood, and the blood flowing down from his body seemed to be free of money.

"Cough..." Wang Chongxiao vomited blood.

The next moment, blood splashed everywhere, Wang Chongxiao's body exploded, his flesh and blood splashed everywhere, his body completely exploded, leaving only a head rolling on the ground like a ball.

The onlookers were stunned. Wang Chongxiao, who was so arrogant just now, was defeated like this?
"He is so domineering."

"He is so terrible!"

"He can compete with all the kings in the world and is the great enemy of the Son and the Saint."

"Sure enough, he deserves to be called the Holy Son of Taixuan!"

"Tai Xuan Sect is so lucky to have two holy sons."

A dark mist enveloped Wang Chongxiao's head.

His secret technique of recovery worked particularly hard. After Wang Chongxiao recovered, his face was pale and his breath had dropped by at least half. It was obvious that he was seriously damaged this time and it would take at least a month of hard work to recover.

He cupped his hands towards Yang Xingchen, then turned into a black light and disappeared into the horizon.

This extremely arrogant man left Taixuan Sect in despair.

Yang Xingchen was unscathed and easily defeated Pluto Body King Chongxiao. There was obviously a huge gap in strength.

The Holy Son of Yin and Yang saw that Yang Xingchen easily defeated Pluto Body King Chongxiao. Not only did he not show any fear, but he was eager to try and compete with Yang Xingchen.

"It's easy to say, I can accompany you at any time." Yang Xingchen said to the Yin Yang Holy Son.

"Let me try to see what's so special about Brother Yang."

Saint Son of Yin Yang said as he strode towards Yang Xingchen.

The Yin-Yang Son carries a secret treasure, the Yin-Yang Sword. Legend has it that this Yin-Yang Sword can split the sky and the earth, cut down mountains and rivers, and is extremely powerful. It is the standard equipment of the Yin-Yang Son, and every generation of the Yin-Yang Son will carry him.

The Holy Son of Yin Yang is tall and handsome, with a face like a crown jade, a purple gold crown on his head, and a black and white holy sword behind him.

His body exudes a special Dao Qi, with two yin and yang powers, one black and one white, lingering around his body. The yin and yang powers occasionally get entangled together, creating a chaotic aura.

As he walked forward, his whole body seemed to be drawn into a yin and yang diagram, blending into the void.

It seemed that he was moving forward slowly step by step, but like lightning, he arrived in front of Yang Xingchen in the blink of an eye.

The Yin-Yang Holy Son's figure merged with the void and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Since Yang Xingchen represented Taixuanmen in the battle, he tried his best to use Taixuanmen's skills and secrets. He had his own understanding of the Avenue of Stars and the Avenue of Nature, so he simply used the Holy Son of Yin and Yang as a whetstone and began to try to fuse it. use.

He exuded a natural aura, and when his body shook, tall trees and vines like dragons grew out of the void, flowing with mysterious power.

At this time, the big trees, vines, and grasses all stretched out their roots, tearing apart the space, taking root deeply in the void, and drawing the power of the stars from the galaxy.

A thick vine grew out of the void. He continuously absorbed the power of the stars and instantly transformed into a dragon of stars.

Shrouded towards the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, the eyes of the Holy Son of Yin and Yang shot out brilliance like stars.

(End of this chapter)