Chapter 879 Don’t blame me for not reminding you, the consequences of provoking a patient are very s
Yin Ting's strongest attack was broken by Tang Chen's flower stem!
This scene fell into the eyes of countless people, it was simply too shocking.
You should know that Yin Ting has also cultivated to the stage of sword heart. When the combat power and sword heart are integrated, he can exert extremely terrifying combat power.
However, it seems that no matter what swordsmanship or swordsmanship in the world, it is as fragile as thin paper in front of Tang Chen.
In the swordsmanship, he has always led countless people, and no one has ever been afraid.
So if you play with the swordsmanship in front of Tang Chen, the consequences will be quite miserable.
In the sky, Yin Ting's body is full of lightning swords, and his face is ferocious and he roars violently.
The golden robe sword heart's eyes are shining, like two round suns shining brightly, and the swordsmanship of the swordsmanship crushes the lightning sword.
Boom!
But the Thunder Sword was violent and terrifying, and finally it exploded completely.
Yin Ting's body was blown to pieces, bloody, and even miserable.
Countless people were trembling in their hearts when they saw this scene. Is this still a person with a curse?
Is his fighting power still so strong?
When Yin Ting recast his body, his face was slightly pale. Not only was he injured, but his heart was also extremely traumatized.
"Hand over half of the resources, and then retreat."
Tang Chen stepped on the flowers, like the master of all flowers, overlooking Yin Ting, and said softly.
If he wanted to kill just now, Yin Ting would no longer exist.
But his main purpose was still for resources.
Yin Ting gritted his teeth and threw out colorful divine lights, all of which were treasures that made people salivate.
Tang Chen accepted it without hesitation, with a faint smile on his lips.
Ahem!
As he started to cough, a faint blood mist flowed around his lips.
Originally, some people were afraid of Tang Chen's fighting power and dared not move, but seeing that he seemed to really increase the curse as the battle progressed, it seemed that he could do something!
"Sickly ghost, hand over the statue, or you will be tortured to death by the curse."
A man walked out, with blond hair hanging down his shoulders, very beautiful, but with a cold breath, mocking.
Tang Chen smiled lightly and said, "If you want it, come and get it yourself, but don't blame me for not reminding you that the consequences of provoking a patient are very serious."
"What's there to be afraid of, a sick ghost!" The blond man shouted softly.
His eyes were bright and clear, and he raised his hands high to use the power of the Holy Elephant.
In an instant, everything within a radius of thousands of miles turned into ice sculptures in an instant.
Frost was dense and cold air was floating.
The sea of flowers seemed to be unable to withstand this icy power and condensed, which was particularly terrifying.
A light blue cloud appeared hundreds of feet in size, floating behind the blond man.
He chanted: "God controls the sky, and the sky hangs frost;"
Boom!
The void shook violently, and the waves condensed into countless frosts.
When it fell, everything that was contaminated collapsed.
There were some slight signs of white frost on the surface of Tang Chen's body, but he was not panicked at all.
He stepped lightly on the void, and the surface of the flower sea was covered with white silk threads.
Thread Fruit, awakening moment!
"Shield white thread."
Tang Chen waved his arm lightly, and the white thread was thick and smooth, turning into a wave to block the top of his head, blocking the frost outside.
And the influence range of the thread fruit is very wide, even directly covering the golden-haired man's holy image.
The blond man's face changed slightly, and he shouted softly: "Frost Freeze Realm!"
The light blue cloud behind him was agitated, sweeping out the power of the holy elephant to affect the frost within a radius of thousands of miles.
The immortal power surged from shallow to deep like a surging wave, and the process of quantitative change to qualitative change completely formed a realm, freezing Tang Chen.
This attack made even the cultivators present shudder.
Tang Chen was very calm, with white lines constantly shooting out from his fingertips, allowing the frost to freeze him.
Bang!
Thousands of miles of ice, the frost-white world, white and pure, did not have a trace of relief in the eyes of the crowd, but was full of murderous intent.
The blond man sneered and walked over, saying: "Hand over the statue."
Tang Chen had been frozen into an ice sculpture, unable to move in place, and could not say a word.
"Sick ghost, if you don't hand it over, I will kill you." The blond man thawed the ice on Tang Chen's head with his hands and said coldly.
But Tang Chen's head began to disintegrate, turning into strands of silk threads, and he was not imprisoned at all.
At this time, a cold voice sounded: "Bird cage."
Tang Chen's neck, which was originally frozen, gushed out a lot of silk threads, shot towards the sky, and turned into a square bird cage.
Tang Chen stood in the distance, looking at the blond man coldly, grinning: "Bird in the cage, can you run out?"
"It's just a few broken threads? Look, I'll break it!" The blond man's expression changed slightly, but he still shouted stubbornly.
He spun his hands and pulled the frost of heaven and earth, punched hard, and hit the silk threads of the bird cage directly.
The frost was a hundred-foot-long blue ice fist, but at the moment it touched the silk thread, it strangely split apart.
"So sharp!?"
The cultivator saw it and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Boom...
The bird cage shrank at an incredibly fast speed, as if it was closing the distance between Tang Chen and the blond man.
The blond man didn't dare to touch the silk thread, and turned around to attack Tang Chen. He could get out by getting rid of him.
"God kill!" Tang Chen moved his ten fingers in a row, his pupils shining brightly, and said deeply.
The wave-like white silk thread was as thick as a pillar, containing the immortal power of the Wanhua Immortal Art, and it penetrated like killing immortal gods.
Puff!
The blond man was unable to dodge and was pierced through the flesh. He was hung in the air like a skewer, blood gushing out and screaming.
The blood dyed the white line red like a rosting glow, which frightened countless people.
"I... give up!"
The blond man hurriedly used his soul to transmit his voice.
Once the bird cage was really shrunk to a certain distance, he would have to fight with Tang Chen.
So, the bird in the cage had no escape.
Tang Chen stretched out his hand to pinch the blond man's neck and whispered, "Hand over the resources."
The blond man trembled and threw out the resources, which were then collected by Tang Chen.
"Keep your mouth clean from now on." Tang Chen threw it back like throwing away garbage.
Chi!
The bird cage was not put away, and the blond man was cut into several pieces and screamed.
The cultivators were terrified, and only Tang Jiao dared to fight.
After two strong men were defeated in succession, many people began to doubt whether this Ten Commandments curse would work.
Why do they feel that Tang Chen's fighting power is much stronger than before? Is it an illusion?
Tang Chen sighed and said, "Hey, if you fight me again, I will be defeated."
Everyone was suspicious. Is it true?
The King of Hell saw that Tang Chen was really arrogant, and walked out in a strong and heroic manner. He said coldly, "Sickly ghost, do you dare to accept my challenge?"
"A passerby? It doesn't matter. Anyway, you are just here to deliver food." Tang Chen said casually.
This sentence was said for the second time, which made people feel that Tang Chen was really brave.
Boom!
The red dragon wings behind the King of Hell were derived. They were gently spread out, and a storm of fire rolled up and formed, raging in all directions.
The cultivator was shocked. This is too terrible.
He leaped across the sky like a meteor, the sky and the earth darkened, the temperature suddenly increased, as if the decisive battle of the century was about to begin!
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