Chapter 847: Reverse the situation (middle)
Coldly looking at the front of the Fuji family strong and the devil powerhouse, the expression of Haotian gradually became cold.
For the enemy, he will not have the slightest mercy.
These people want to fight.
Then he came to accompany him.
boom……
The voice fell and the waves surged.
At this moment, Hao Tian’s body is savage.
"One person, one."
Looking at the wild ancestors around, Hao Tian said loudly.
Oh...
When the voice fell, I saw that the sky was flashing, and it was swept forward.
"Ha ha ha... well, then it will be a battle."
Seeing the scorpion slaying out, followed by the wild ancestors also laughed loudly.
What about the first battle.
The figure was plucked out, but the wild ancestors went straight to the devil.
A glimpse of the glimpse, the two figures seem to tear the entire space.
Their speed even makes it impossible for everyone to see it with the naked eye.
"Bastard."
Seeing the sky and the ruthless old ancestors, this time, the face of the Fujia strong and the Mozu strong is more and more ugly.
The situation has changed to this point, they have never thought of it.
"kill."
However, it is clear that the two have no more time to think.
Because in their ugly appearance, Hao Tian and the wild ancestors, but they have already killed them.
What the two can do at the moment is only to resist.
Rumble...
The roar blasted in a blink of an eye.
In the field, the boundless waves of this moment are rolling.
The battle kicked off in a blink of an eye.
Four figures, almost in an instant, it was a collision.
The horrible waves and endless light make the world seem to be in a static state.
Puff puff……
However, just a momentary freeze, the next moment, the space is boiling again.
What everyone didn't think of was that between the two shots, blood was sprayed.
Among the violent turbulences, the eyes of the old Fujiko and the Mozu strong have exposed their eyes.
The faces of the two are unbelievable.
At this moment, their hearts are full of sorrow.
Although I thought of the Haotian and the wild ancestors who are now here, they are powerful, but they never expected that the strength of the two would be so strong.
Just between the tricks, the old Fuji and the Mozu strongmen flew out at the same time.
The blood is floating, and the sky is turbulent.
The face was stunned. At this moment, the face of the old Fuji and the Mozu strong, the brush was pale.
Under the unmatched strength and strong strength, they almost feel suffocated.
"How can it be……"
"God...this..."
"The two people, in the end, what is sacred, they are so ... so powerful."
Seeing the scene of this scene, those onlookers, the people of the Fuji and the Mozu, the warriors and the rest of the Han family could not help but exclaim.
Even the rest of the battlefields in the distance, this moment has subconsciously paused.
Everyone’s sight was drawn.
The vine family ancestors, lost.
The power of the devil is defeated.
Just one trick.
The impact of this information is absolutely unimaginable.
Even if it was Han Tianyi who was watching the show in the distant house, this figure could not help but shake it.
He sucked a cold breath and his face became awe-inspiring.
These two people... What is the relationship with Wang Chen?
Wang Chen is from these places to bring these two peerless powers.
At this moment, Han Tianyi was moved for the first time.
"Ha ha ha... a group of ants, can't be hit."
In the face of the shock of everyone, Hao Tian and the wild ancestors, but at the moment it is unchanged.
Some of them are just smiles.
Strong.
Is this also a strong one?
Strength is far worse than the strong ones of the sea eye.
Such a person is also arrogant.
In the eyes of Haotian and the wild ancestors, these two people are only prey at the moment, they are about to become dead.
"Being dead."
When I think of it, Haotian and the wild ancestors drank at the same time, and went to the old Fujis and the old people who were smashed out.
With their strength, it is absolutely more than enough to deal with these two people.
"call……"
Looking at such a scene, the rear, Wang Chen, this moment, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the front, Wang Chen's face was cold.
Now, no one can stop his pace.
Now, how can Vine Goose be.
Wang Chen was even keenly aware that at this moment, the face of Fujimori became unsightly.
But this will only be a start.
Next, it was when they reversed the situation.
Rattan, when the face is ugly, has not yet arrived.
"kill."
Thinking of this, Wang Chen is no longer hesitating.
When Hao Tian and the savage ancestors once again entangled with the Devil Powerhouse and the Rattan Powerhouse, Wang Chen was finally acting.
With a flash of body shape, Wang Chen took the lead and went straight to the nearest Yangsha.
The opponent of Yangsha is the ancestor of a warrior.
At this moment, under the suppression of this warrior's ancestors, Yangsha was **** and uncomfortable.
"Being dead."
In the face of such a situation, Wang Chen did not hesitate.
In the middle of a roar, a boxing of the Heavenly Emperor’s fist directly blasted.
boom……
Along with this boxing, the Emperor’s fists blasted out, and Wang Chen’s body was violently raging and the waves were rolling.
In a twinkling of an eye, he reached the battlefield, and the crossbar was in the middle of Yangsha and the ancestors of this warrior.
"boom……"
The Emperor’s fist exploded, and the boundless power swept away directly toward the warriors’ ancestors.
The time for counterattack is here.
Let's start with this warrior old man, then what?
"Wang Chen."
The situation changed instantly, and Wang Chen appeared in front of himself, and the powerless punches directly blew over, and the ancestors of the warriors changed their faces.
"Get out."
However, after his face changed, his face gradually became awkward.
In the face of Wang Chen’s bang, the ancestors of the warriors were not willing to show weakness.
Oh...
Both palms are shot, and the aurora bursts.
A huge palm of the hand, now appears out of thin air.
Above the sky, the dense palms cover the sky and cover the sky directly.
"All give me a break."
Seeing these covered palms, Wang Chen is inconvenient.
His figure, at this moment, did not even have the slightest pause.
The eight-door armor has already been opened, and the blood talent is also promoted to the extreme.
The roots of the fire of wood are thoroughly integrated. The body of Wang Chen is a melting pot at the moment, full of energy.
In the cold sizzle, the energy inside this furnace instantly blasts.
As if the waves were coming, it was like a sluice, and the flood poured out.
Thousands of real yuan dragons erupted.
Oh...
Heaven and earth become, the sun and the moon are dull.
The power of the Heavenly Emperor’s Boxing has climbed to the extreme in an instant.
boom……
The next moment, Wang Chen rushed into the boundless palm of the hand without fear.
Rumble...
The roaring sound continued to oscillate.
With the integration of Wang Chen, endless flames rise to the sky.
The volcano erupted and the stars burst.
At this moment, in front of Wang Chen, this is intertwined with the palm of the sky, and it is hard to beat.
One by one, in the face of Wang Chen's collapse, a wave of turmoil, shot out around.
From the boundless wind and waves, a figure broke out.
Oh...
This figure, with the incomparable energy, is directly rushing toward the ancestors of the warriors.
"You... Wang Chen..."
Facing this scene, the pupil of the warrior's ancestors suddenly shrank.
Wang Chen... He actually broke his own instinct.
How can this be.
For the previous move of his own, the ancestors of the warrior are too clear.
That is a powerful martial art that he realized from the blood, and the moon is covered.
Once this move is carried out, it will cover the sky, and the boundless palm of the palm will be like a thousand mountains. It will be like a thousand troops and can suppress everything.
With his strength in the mid-stage of pure yang, this trick was exerted, and it was only feared that the military in the late Qing Dynasty could not be destroyed.
And Wang Chen, but between a move, directly destroyed his own cover.
This makes the ancestors of the warriors not to be surprised.
However, the ancestors of the warriors did not know.
If he doesn't need this trick, maybe it's okay.
With his medium-term strength in the pure phase, he may still be able to compete with Wang Chen for a moment.
However, once he showed this trick... it was tantamount to finding a dead end.
Blood martial arts.
The martial arts of the warrior's false gods and blood vessels attempted to let go of Wang Chen, the true blood of the gods.
This is not a joke or something.
It is precisely because of the familiarity of this bloodline, Wang Chen will be so easily cracked in front of the move.
In the blood of the gods of Wang Chen, what is the blood of the blood is that he can't break through.
Even the moment when the palm of the hand feels the power of Wang Chen’s blood, the power is greatly reduced.
This is everything that the true blood of the gods gives to Wang Chen.
Because of this, Wang Chen's almost effortless effort is to break through this boundless palm of the sky, which is to crack this sundial strike, it is to kill the warrior's ancestors.
"dead."
In the face of the astounding warrior ancestors, Wang Chen has no expression.
Oh...
The turmoil broke open, and Wang Chen’s Heavenly Emperor’s fist was still powerful and went straight to the body of the warrior’s ancestors.
At this moment, the speed of Wang Chen is still not reduced.
boom……
Among the fearful and frightened eyes of the warrior's ancestors, the dull percussion exploded.
"what……"
The screams of heartbreaking, thrilling.
Puff puff……
Endless blood blooms, endless blood spray.
"you……"
The figure is fixed.
At this moment, the ancestors of the warriors did not fly directly out.
His figure was fixed in this void.
And everyone, it is clear to see that Wang Chen’s fist has actually penetrated from the chest of the warrior’s ancestors, and his fist directly appeared behind the warrior’s ancestors.
A huge **** hole appeared on the ancestors of the warriors and was shocked.
"You...how...will...so powerful..."
Looking at Wang Chen in front of him, the armor ancestor's eyes widened, unbelievable. He almost exhausted the strength of his body and looked at Wang Chen, not willing to ask.
Drops...
A burst of crisp sound came.
Blood, from Wang Chen pierced the fists of the ancestors' body, slowly dripping on this piece of land.
The blood of the pure Yang strong people fell into a stream, and finally gathered into a river, rushing around.
Feeling the passage of life, feeling the coldness of the sweep, feeling the decline of my own consciousness, this time the ancestors of the warriors are still unwilling, still do not understand.
Wang Chen, why is it... so powerful.
How could he possibly...
This is spike.
That's right.
Wang Chen, actually killed himself.
This makes a pure mid-term warrior how to accept.
