Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

The light sword in Michelle's hand broke off. It was formed by divine arts, how could it block the power of the Divine Treasure?    

"Such pure power of light, it seems like you are the youngest son of that guy, but even if your father came personally today, he would not be able to save your life!"    

Ye Chen held the Divine Treasure in his hand, his eyes were filled with endless killing intent.    

Fortunately, Frank used this breath to recover and once again charged forward with the Divine Light Staff. Divine spells were released from the staff.    

"Great Divination Spell!"    

"Holy Light Judgment!"    

"[Holy Purification!]"    

These divine arts were passed down from the ancient Holy Church. Many of them were secret techniques of the Light Clan, and their power was astonishing. Especially the Great Divination Art. No matter what it was, once it came into contact with it, it would be separated into particles.    

However, Ye Chen did not dodge. He relied on his physical body to resist the divine skills. He only swayed slightly. Now that he had consumed the essence of six Demon Ancestors, the strength of his divine body was even more unfathomable compared to before.    

"Die!"    

Ye Chen's saber light drew a semicircle in the air. In an instant, he slashed seven times. Each slash was condensed into a thin saber light. This saber light was condensed from pure lightning, like a purple light.    

The light swept across the void, causing the space to tremble slightly, as if it could not withstand it.    

"Angel Descent!"    

Frank also saw how terrifying Ye Chen's slash was, and he raised his scepter in front of him and shouted in a low voice. A pair of white wings of light bloomed from his back. It was like the wings of an angel.    

The wings suddenly closed and wrapped Frank within, turning him into a huge ball of light.    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

The seven blade lights collided with the ball of light one after another, instantly causing light fragments to fill the sky. Although Archangel Descent was a top divine art of the Holy See, it was said to be able to defend against the attacks of Immortal Venerables. However, Ye Chen's attack with the Divine Treasure was just too terrifying.    

The first saber strike shattered the wings.    

The third strike, the ball of light broke apart.    

In the fifth strike, the saber light slashed through the Saint's Robe.    

In the seventh strike, Frank was sent flying, blood splattering in the air...    

A ferocious saber scar appeared on his body. This blade mark rose from his forehead, extending all the way to his left leg. It almost split Frank in half from the middle. If it wasn't for the critical moment... The Divine Light Staff blocked his attack, which was the Saint Body. He also died on the spot.    

"Hiss -!"    

Seeing this scene, countless people sucked in a breath of cold air.    

Frank was the Pope, the Holy Church's Saint, Great Cultivator of Ascending Stage, and he also had the Holy Church's Divine Weapon. Never would they have thought that he could not even block a single slash from Ye Chen. Ye Chen's seven strikes looked like seven strikes, but it was just a variation of the seven strikes. At his level, any weapon that came into contact with him would instantly reach the acme of perfection. Saber techniques were extraordinary.    

"Immortal Venerable Shuang Ye is going to shock the world with his return this time."    

Greedy Wolf said with a solemn expression.    

In the sky, Michelle was attacking with all her might, trying to hold Ye Chen back.    

"Clank, clank, clank -!"    

The two of them exchanged blows in the air. Whether it was Ye Chen or Michelle, their speed far exceeded the speed of sound, reaching twice, thrice, or even higher. In the air, a white light clashed with the Lightning.    

Every time they clashed, the void would shatter, and heaven and earth would collapse.    

The several hundred meters tall Red Maple Mountain was flattened by the two of them, and even the entire mountain peak seemed to be flattened. The Saint of Light was far more powerful than Frank.    

He held a cross shaped holy sword in his hand, which was as tall as two people. Holy flames were condensed on the sword. Every time he swung his sword, there would be a vast flame light that tore through the sky and produced thunderous sounds.    

"Quasi-Divine Treasure?"    

Ye Chen squinted his eyes. Only Quasi-Divine Treasure could continuously collide with the lightning blade without suffering any damage. This Saint had obviously been doted on by his father, so he handed over a Quasi-Divine Treasure to him.    

"The name of the sword is Wrath of the Heavens. It was forged by my father, who plucked the Nine Heavens Godly metal and forged it with the Heavenly Divine Flame. On the day the sword was unleashed, the raging flames burned the mountain peak, and it would only be extinguished after ten days and ten nights."    

Michelle held her sword and said proudly, "Mortal, you are very powerful. You are fortunate enough to witness this divine sword."    

" A mere pureblood Light Clan dares to be so impudent to me? Even your father, I have killed him before."    

Ye Chen sneered. Others might not know the whereabouts of the Light Clan, but how could Ye Chen not know? Michelle was young, but she was already ranked in the Ascend to Heaven , and she had such a rich family background. It was obvious that she was the youngest son of the Heavenly Emperor.    

"How dare you! How dare you blaspheme the gods!"    

Michelle's blue eyes widened in anger.    

The Celestial Emperor was a Stage of Passing Through Tribulation cultivator, and he held the highest position in the Light Clan. Ye Chen's words were like an insult to his idol in front of a disciple.    

"Divine Sword of Retaliation!"    

Michelle slashed.    

On top of the cross blade, milky white Divine Flame surrounded it, and holy flames burned the sky. It was as if it could refine the void. This was the purest and most refined flame, and it was not inferior to the Divine Flame of the Vermillion Bird in the slightest. With Michelle's cultivation base, even the Heavenly Demon Emperor would not dare to face it head on.    

The huge cross blade, which was a few hundred feet long, was wrapped in flames and Lightning. It descended from the sky, like the punishment from heaven, to judge all sins.    

"Break!"    

Ye Chen shook the golden blade, and in an instant, the sound of thunder exploded in the sky.    

A terrifying Lightning flew out from the golden blade, turning into a divine dragon of the Nine Heavens, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it flew towards Michelle. In an instant, there was only the sound of milky white flames clashing with the purple lightning.    

"Rumble, rumble -!"    

The flame and Lightning exploded, shattering half of the sky. A terrifying power descended from the sky, directly cutting off the mountain peak. A huge mushroom cloud rose up, as if a nuclear bomb had exploded, destroying the heavens and destroying the earth.    

The thousands of cultivators who came to watch the battle fled from Red Maple Mountain in a sorry state. The hundreds of people who were slower were torn to pieces by the force.    

"It's too terrifying."    

Countless people trembled in fear. The battle between Ye Chen and Michelle had completely displayed the power of a peak Immortal Venerable. In front of them, be it Miao Qingqing or Frank, they were as fragile as children.    

"Who will win and who will lose?"    

The Black Lava Warrior shouted anxiously.    

Everyone widened their eyes and looked over. They saw a white figure flying out from the smoke and dust. Like a meteor, it crashed onto the mountain peak that was thousands of meters away.    

That figure had wings on his back and was dressed in white robes. It was the Holy Son Michelle.    

However, at this moment, there was blood at the corner of Michelle's mouth. Her holy wings had withered, and she looked dispirited. There was a purple lightning blade mark on his chest, and it almost cut him in half.    

"The Son lost?"    

Paladin Derek couldn't believe it.    

As for the countless cultivators, it was as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Even someone as strong as the Holy Son Michelle, who wielded the holy sword of the gods, was defeated by Ye Chen. Who could be Ye Chen's match? Just based on them?    

The Sun's Child was so scared that he immediately conjured up a black fog and fled in a sorry state. With him taking the lead, the others who were stunned all reacted.    

"Run!"