"Su... Su... Su Chen..." In the distance, Liu Kuo struggled, his body and soul about to be annihilated by the dark and annihilating beam of light. He stared at Su Chen, his eyes were blood red and swollen. He was unwilling to give in. He It's Liu Kuo! There are more than forty people on the Heavenly Dao Ranking, they are the most powerful people in the future! Actually... actually died like that? Liu Kuo stared at Su Chen with resentment and unwillingness, more regretful and unwilling to believe it.
Until his death, he did not want to believe that a twenty-seven-year-old boy in the ancient realm could kill him.
"Su...Su Chen..."
"Damn it!"
"Master Liu!"
"kill!"
"Send a signal to Mr. Yuan."
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The next moment, the faces of Zheng Ci, Wang Zhixing, Bai Mu and others all changed wildly, turning pale and red. Their hearts were beating loudly and their whole bodies were trembling with shock.
Liu Kuo died like this!
The kind of horror is indescribable.
That kind of fear is hard to estimate.
Even Zheng Ci and Wang Zhixing, two beings at the seventh level of the Heavenly Dao Realm, forgot to breathe and blink, and could only stare at Su Chen, staring hard.
The crowds of swordsmen present were all turned to stone.
None of them have been able to react to the shock just now.
Su Chen!
Too cruel!
As soon as he appears, he will instantly kill Liu Kuo!
No words can describe this drenching violent shock.
"Hmph." At the same second, Shen Yiyao took action. She had obviously practiced a special movement technique. When she moved, she looked like a fairy in white clothes. She was so misty and ghostly, rippling like the wind, blending into the air. Accompanied by the law, a pair of slender hands holds a long sword in one hand, and the other's flowery fingers are folded to hold the purple needle at the root of the tree.
"You..." Wang Zhixing's face paled even more, and his eyes were trembling. He felt danger, an extremely strong danger.
Shen Yiyao's strength is much more powerful than him.
In itself, the realm is one level lower.
What's more, Shen Yiyao is the little princess of Henghuang Shen Pavilion, and her father has given her countless secrets, secrets, and supernatural powers.
Being targeted by Shen Yiyao, Wang Zhixing was like an ordinary person being targeted by a hungry tiger.
When Shen Yiyao moved, Su Chen also moved.
Inside the body, a mighty force is rolling and shaking!
The mysterious animal bone is opened.
The three forces transform into boiling.
The power of the old dragon is also roaring.
The array of stars in the sky was even more excited.
At this moment, Su Chen was at full strength! ! !
The pure physical power reaches the incredible figure of 150 billion dragon power.
"Die!" Su Chen roared, without using Darkness Nirvana, Earth Wushan, Jue Tian Sword, etc.
Just punch!
So domineering.
The power is terrifying to the extreme, and it can defeat all kinds of magic with one force.
Being targeted by Su Chen, Zheng Ci felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. How much he had looked down on and despised Su Chen before, so at this moment, he felt so frightened and dignified.
In his eyes, Su Chen's figure was like a terrifying giant mountain, rolling towards him again.
That kind of domineering, that kind of oppression, that kind of suffocating evil spirit made him so stressed that he couldn't even breathe.
The desire to survive is boiling. No matter how frightened and horrified Zheng Ci is, at this moment, he can only fight!
As for escaping? Don't even think about it. Before, Liu Kuo wanted to escape when he was facing the sword-yun acupuncture. Did he escape? What was the result? But it’s still vivid in my mind.
Zheng Ci knew very well that the only chance to survive was to fight!
Not to mention defeating Su Chen, at least he must resist, at least he must hold on until Senior Brother Yuan comes back.
"Cang Long Kill!" How could Zheng Ci dare to hold back even a little bit? His wrists shook crazily, and Xuan Qi was completely free of charge. He desperately rushed towards the black thin sword in his hand. The black thin sword screamed and trembled, and the billowing murderous intent and sharp energy condensed into a sharp and dazzling blue dragon sword light.
hiss!
Zheng stabbed his wrist.
The sword light went towards him.
Lock Su Chen's fist.
However.
What made Zheng Ci horrified and unbelievable, and what everyone present was horrified and unbelievable, was that Su Chen faced this fierce, sharp, sharp, biting, killing intent, and strange sword moves. At that time, the physical fist did not even have any thoughts of evading, retreating, dodging, or changing its moves.
There was not even a trace of emotion on Su Chen's face. It seemed as if he didn't see Canglong Sha coming towards him at all.
Toda? Zheng Ci was overjoyed in his heart. Su Chen was greatly encouraged by the addition of these two words in his mind.
next moment.
bump! ! !
Su Chen's punch collided with Canglongsha.
A trace of bright red burst out from Su Chen's fist, like a watermelon being cut open at once.
There was a dazzling, bone-white sword mark on Su Chen's fist.
It has to be said that Zheng Ci is at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm after all, and his strength is still very good. Although he is definitely much worse than Liu Kuo, there is no problem at all with his full strength to injure Su Chen's fist with his sword.
Zheng Ci's eyes lit up with joy, and he felt more relieved.
However, while he was happy, the corners of his mouth also became bright red.
Su Chen's fist power was too terrifying. The moment his fist collided with his sword, even though his black rapier was very, very slender, a terrifying force was still sent back through the black rapier, slamming into his chest. His internal organs were a little hurt.
In a blink of an eye.
"Boom boom boom...".
What made Zheng Ci's mood sink to the bottom after a moment of joy was that Su Chen's fist was obviously injured. Why? Why? Why does that punch continue to hit him? Why didn't that punch seem to be affected at all? Why did he feel that the terrifying power of death became more concentrated and powerful
It was like seeing a ghost.
Zheng Ci's eyes almost exploded.
What chilled Zheng Ci the most was that a second ago, he clearly saw Su Chen's fist being scratched by his black thin sword with a dazzling white sword mark. The scar was large, long, and deep, but In the blink of an eye...
Like a hallucination.
There were no scars on Su Chen's fist. There really were no scars. It was not a mistake.
what happened
What a hell
Zheng Ci's shocked heart was about to be broken into pieces, and the crowd of swordsmen around him were also shocked and lost their minds.
They all also noticed that the scars on Su Chen's fists disappeared in an instant.
Completely contrary to nature.
Completely beyond thinking.
Totally impossible!
But the fact is that it happened.
Immortality is so terrifying.
"Fuck!!! Kill against the underworld!" Zheng Ci roared, roaring crazily.
He felt that the smell of death was getting closer and closer to him, and he was unwilling to die like this.
He must live, absolutely.
He used the Counter Ming Kill, a move even more powerful than the Canglong Kill.