Chapter 594: Heavenly Fire God Descends

Zhao Pojun gave up the counterattack and held the knife in front of his chest. Vigorous strength emerged from his feet to protect his whole body.

With a wave of the long knife, the mud-yellow power turned into a giant dragon entrenched in the sky.

"The victory and defeat have been decided."

On the high platform, Ye Chen of the genius group withdrew his gaze, with a trace of smile on the corner of his mouth.

Others couldn't see through it in advance like him, and they all stared at the sky intently.

Zhao Pojun operated the body shield to block Jiang Chen's offensive with absolute defense.

The giant dragon stretches its teeth and dances its claws, and the dragon is mighty, looking impenetrable by water and fire, and indestructible.

However, when people saw Jiang Chen's sword, they couldn't help feeling worried for the giant dragon.

They have never seen such a sword move.

The perfect fusion of wind, fire, electricity and sword is like a magic weapon that can destroy everything in the world.

The sword style swept across the dragon at an extremely fast speed without stopping.

I saw the entire dragon's energy body flickering a few times, and then collapsed instantly. Zhao Pojun's body inside shook, and the long knife came out of his hand.

His body shield didn't do anything.

The sword passed by in a flash, but the trauma it caused to him was shocking.

The whole person looked like he had been burned by flames, struck by lightning hundreds of times, and finally washed by a storm.

The Tianzun of Zhao Pojun's faction hurriedly came to the sky to catch Zhao Pojun who had lost his will.

"You shot too hard!"

Zhao Pojun is one of the three great dynasties, a relative of the Kuanglong Dynasty, and this Tianzun is his father, Prince Yan of the Dynasty.

Seeing his son injured like this, he was so angry that he shot at Jiang Chen.

He slapped out his palms, his hands and arms were as red as magma, and crimson flames spewed out from his palms, devouring Jiang Chen.

"No way!"

The others reacted a little too late, they didn't expect Lord Yan to make a move.

The gray-robed man from the Holy Martial Academy and General Du Zhenfei came into the air like sharp arrows, but they were still a step too late.

Jiang Chen was submerged in the raging flames, and with the power of Tianzun's palm, the little Wuzun's life was in danger.

Du Zhenfei no longer gave up hope, looked at Prince Yan angrily, and said coldly: "Your actions are unforgivable!"

"How can a pariah from the Nine Heavens Realm be compared with my son's life, killing him is killing him."

Prince Yan was still very angry when he saw the unconscious Zhao Pojun, as if Jiang Chen's death was not enough to vent his hatred.

"Jiang Chen is the champion of my Flying Dragon Dynasty, your actions are declaring war!" Du Zhenfei said angrily.

"Champion Marquis? Your Flying Dragon Dynasty canonized the ants of the Nine Heavens Realm as marquises. It's self-defeating, and you want to use this to declare war. It's a joke." Lord Yan said disdainfully.

"you wanna die!"

Du Zhenfei couldn't bear it anymore, he punched and charged away.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Yan Wangye's hands turned into red flames again, and hot palms gushed out.

"stop."

The gray-robed man from the Holy Martial Academy came to the room between the two to stop the battle of the Heavenly Venerable.

"Jiang Chen is not dead."

Immediately, he said something surprising.

After the flames in the sky disappeared, Jiang Chen was actually intact, walking step by step.

"I remember what you just said." He looked at Lord Yan and said.

"Hmph, so what?" Prince Yan couldn't figure out how he survived, he couldn't be more clear about the lethality of his own palm.

Before Jiang Chen could speak, the gray-robed man said, "You broke the rules tonight."

Hearing this, Prince Yan argued: "It's because he shot too hard."

"Is your son dead?" The gray-robed man frowned, revealing his displeasure.

Lord Yan gritted his teeth, and said: "No, I also admit that I broke the rules, so what can I say, anyway, he's fine."

The shameless tone made many people in Shenwu City feel embarrassed.

Although they said that they were all on the side of Prince Yan, there was hardly any excuse for Prince Yan's behavior just now.

Tianzun shot Wu Zun, and he wanted to put him to death.

Although it was said that it was because of Zhao Pojun, apart from being severely injured, his life was safe and he could recover after a period of recuperation.

It is impossible for Yan Wang Ye, who is the Heavenly Venerable, not to know this.

The real reason why he took action against Jiang Chen was that he couldn't accept his son's fiasco.

However, Jiang Chen really had nothing to do, so he couldn't do anything to him.

"Senior, I'm applying for the God of Fire from the Sky."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen didn't intend to stop there, he said something to the man in gray robe that made people look pale.

Even Prince Yan, who didn't think so, was surprised, frowning tightly.

"He wants to kill me through the palm of fire, I think it is most suitable for the god of fire to descend from the sky." Jiang Chen said again.

As the leader of the lower three realms, Shengwuyuan has many rules to check and balance various forces.

Among them, the god of fire descends from the sky, which is used to deal with irreconcilable contradictions.

When both sides refuse to make concessions and admit that they are at fault, they will put themselves in the fire.

Whoever can't stand it will give in first.

Naturally, the fire used is not an ordinary fire, but a very powerful strange fire.

Tianzun can't bear it.

"Is it possible for you, a little Martial Lord, to perform the Heavenly Fire God Descending with me?" Lord Yan asked coldly.

Jiang Chen said: "You have already shot to kill me, you are a majestic Heavenly Venerable, I can't do anything to you, but in front of the Holy Martial Academy, right or wrong is more important than realm."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the gray-robed man and said, "Senior, I will not die."

As soon as this remark came out, the square screamed again and again.

Immortality means that both sides are in the sky fire, as long as one side dies, the other side can come out.

"I disagree."

Lord Yan saw that he was pressing every step of the way, thinking that there must be something wrong, and said: "It is an insult to me that a person from the Nine Heavens will punish me with the God of Heaven and Fire."

"You have made mistakes first, and you are not qualified to choose."

The gray-robed man glanced at him and said indifferently.

"Jiang Chen is the champion of Feilong Dynasty, and his status is no lower than yours." Du Zhenfei said politely.

"That is to say, is it really going to be a sky fire god drop?"

Lord Yan didn't expect the matter to develop to such an extent, rolled his eyes, and said: "Alright, since it's for the sake of fairness, then my request is that both parties can't rely on any external force!"

He is a Heavenly Venerable, so he has no reason to be afraid of Wu Zun.

It's just that Jiang Chen made an oath and survived from his palm again, which made him feel something was wrong.

But if there is no choice now, he wants to prevent Jiang Chen from playing any tricks.

"It's really coming."

The people below didn't expect that it would really start, and they were very surprised.

There is almost no suspense when Tianzun and Wuzun perform the descending of the sky and fire.

Tianhuo will not really care about right and wrong, but to see who can't bear it.

Logically speaking, Jiang Chen's end was worrying, but he was the one who brought it up on his own initiative.

Thinking that he can easily defeat even Zhao Pojun, it not only makes people look forward to whether he will bring surprises to others.

"Jiang Chen's inherited blood is Tianfeng, not afraid of any flames."

Just at this moment, a voice reminded people.