Chapter 626 No one can win

In the entire fanatical legion, the person who is most enthusiastic about practicing the beast blood body training technique is Quan Sheng!

Quan Sheng's talent was not good enough, so he worked hard on body-building techniques and spent more time soaking in beast blood than Lu Chen.

In terms of physical tyranny, no one in the entire fanatical army could compare to him except Lu Chen.

Therefore, it wasn't that Peng Shen's palm power was weak, but Quan Sheng's physical body was too strong and could withstand his heavy palm.

"Come again!"

Quan Sheng took a deep breath and felt that he was in good condition. He didn't even bother to take the healing pill. He straightened up his spear and prepared to attack again.

"I hate sparring with physically strong people. Let's change!"

Peng Shen looked at the lively Quan Sheng, took a deep breath, and decisively found an excuse to kick Quan Sheng out.

Although this guy is two realms below him, his combat skills are at a high level. In a head-on fight, he can hardly take advantage.

I never expected that this guy's physical body was so strong. If he could withstand his heavy palm, he might be able to withstand his spear thrust. So why bother?

This guy's spear skills are high-level combat skills. He can't afford to be stabbed by others. If he is stabbed by someone's spear, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Therefore, changing talents is the best choice!

"You slapped me, took advantage of me and just wanted to run away. How can anything be so cheap?"

Quan Sheng was furious, he took a step forward with his light step, reached the target in one step, raised his spear and stabbed, "Keep fighting until someone falls!"

"You're crazy. I told you to substitute, but you still fight?"

Peng Shen raised his gun to resist and yelled, "You think you are a flat-headed brother? If I catch you, I will stalk you and beat you!"

"Hey, you guessed it right, my nickname is Brother Flathead!"

As Quan Sheng spoke, he stabbed the spear rapidly, as if he would not stop until the opponent was killed.

Peng Shen was afraid of Quan Sheng's powerful physical body and had scruples in his heart. For a moment, he was overwhelmed by Quan Sheng and was completely at a disadvantage.

"Quansheng, President Peng said he has been replaced. Why are you fighting? Just leave!"

Lu Chen said.

Lu Chen was worried that Quan Sheng would really beat Peng Shen and it would not be good if Peng Shen refused to beat him again.

After all, there are still several brothers who are not playing, and Peng Shen, the standard bearer, cannot leave the field.

"Consider you lucky!"

Quan Sheng would not disobey Lu Chen's order, so he put away his spear and left the martial arts arena.

"This man's physical strength is so strong that no one in the inner sect can compare to him."

"Well, he is simply terrifyingly tyrannical. He can probably take a shot from Peng Shen!"

"Start and stop with one shot. In my opinion, you can survive at least three shots."

Countless people at the scene looked at Quan Sheng and commented one after another. Everyone was envious of Quan Sheng's powerful body.

If they knew that Lu Chen's physical body was more powerful, it might not be as simple as envy. At least there would be three more words behind it: jealousy and hate!

Not only the inner disciples, but also the elders looked at Quan Sheng with surprised eyes.

The eyes of the chief elder of the inner sect flickered. He did not expect that Lu Chen's subordinates were not simple. Each had their own unique skills. They were either shield cultivators, thunder cultivators, or female strongmen. This spearman's body was actually much stronger than the same level. , Peng Shen suffered a lot today.

"Come on, come on, keep picking people!"

Lu Chen pointed towards Shohu and the others, and said to Peng Shen with a smile.

Peng Shen didn't choose someone right away. Shouhu, Gaohai and Aoshan didn't dare to choose. His eyes could only fall on Yu Li, Ma Jia and Ding Niu. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to ask Yu Li for surgery first.

"He's on!"

Peng Shen pointed at Li Li, who immediately came on stage.

"President Peng, please give me some advice!"

Yu Li said some kind words, then took out his soft sword and stabbed Peng Shen straight.

"meteor!"

A sword thrust out, as fast as a meteor. When the space exploded, the void was also pierced. In the blink of an eye, it had stabbed in front of Peng Shen.

"What a fast soft sword!"

Peng Shen was startled and quickly blocked with his gun, intending to use the power of his gun to overwhelm the opponent's sword.

Unexpectedly, his spear missed the target, and the opponent's soft sword curved around the spear and stabbed him in the face from an incredible angle.

"No, it's a change of tactics!"

Peng Shen was shocked and couldn't close the gun in time, so he had to use one hand to forcefully grab the tip of the sword that was thrust towards him.

Snapped!

A dull explosion sounded.

There is a feminine force on the tip of the sword, which pierces the strength of the hand, pierces the body-protecting essence of the palm, and penetrates into the flesh and blood.

puff!

The soft sword pierced Peng Shen's palm, and two streams of blood spurted out from the holes in the palm and back of the hand.

"Ouch!"

Peng Shen screamed in pain and hurriedly retreated, out of Yu Li's attack range.

The eyes of everyone present fell on Yu Li.

Yu Li's soft sword is a feminine weapon, and the sword is so powerful that it stabbed Peng Shen in just one encounter. This kind of combat skill is really amazing.

"You, a majestic seven-foot man, actually use feminine weapons. You are really a sinister and vicious person. I don't even bother to compete with you. Let's replace him!"

Peng Shen took a healing pill and found an excuse to kick Yu Li out.

In fact, it has nothing to do with weapons at all. The thing is that Yu Li uses mid-level combat skills at the heaven level, while his combat skills are only at the mid-level earth level. Yu Li's soft sword is very skillful and can hit him without pressing him down. Ghost.

He is also afraid of the elusive soft sword. If he fights for another round, his face will probably be stabbed by Yu Li.

I can no longer fight with Yu Li, absolutely not!

After Yu Li came off the field, he stared at Ma Jia and Niu Ding. Those two weird-looking guys had similar auras and probably had about the same combat power.

"Both of them are pretty much the same, just pick one up."

Peng Shen said.

"The vest goes out to cut President Peng's soul."

Lu Chen smiled.

The vest nodded and went on stage carrying a scythe.

Ma Jia had nothing to say to Peng Shen, so he entered the martial arts arena and took action directly.

"Soul-cutting!"

The sickle cuts out, just like the ghost king cutting out the soul, causing the sky to change color, the void to split, and the earth to tremble.

Although the soul-cutting combat skill is a low-grade heaven-level combat skill, it has relatively few missing parts and is as powerful as a mid-level heaven-level combat skill that is missing half of it.

"Nah, it's high-level combat skills again. Where did you people get so many high-level combat skills?"

Peng Shen felt the power of the sickle from the vest, and his expression changed, and he was completely chilled.

But he was heartbroken. Faced with the attack from the vest, he couldn't avoid it. He still had to use his gun to fight.

A shot was fired out and collided with the sickle. The strength of both parties collapsed on the spot.

After Peng Shen blocked the sickle, he took the initiative to attack. He used his skillful spear skills to create a spray of spears and attack the opponent.

Not to be outdone, the vest cut the soul faster and faster, and the combined power became more and more powerful.

The strong players fought at an extremely fast speed. You came and I went back and forth, and hundreds of rounds were fought in the blink of an eye.

The vest relies on the high level of combat skills to firmly suppress the opponent, and the more he fights, the stronger he becomes!

But Peng Shen felt that the pressure was increasing and he was unable to do what he wanted. The more he fought, the more he became depressed!