The chains binding the flame demon made a clanking sound, which was caused by being pulled by the arms. The amplitude is not large, just like a sleeping person reacting to a dream.
But, whether it's a real demon or a fake Shinra, can this thing dream
Wu Chan could feel the tension on Yan Pan and Yan Xiaoqi. It can be seen that this situation exceeded their expectations.
Wu Chan said: "You can't completely defeat this big guy, right?"
Yan Pan avoided the question and said to Yan Xiaoqi: "Time is running out."
Wu Chan no longer forced others to do anything, and sighed with regret: "Then I will send you to reunite with your master."
“It’s not certain who will give it to whom!”
Yan Xiaoqi accelerated his charge, dragging the long knife beside him with a bloody afterimage.
There is no problem with the strategy of playing fast and fast.
The problem is, who the opponent is.
Wu Chan was obviously faster than him. He walked sideways around Yan Xiaoqi and hit him diagonally under the barrel of his gun.
Yan Xiaoqi had already taken precautions, turned around and slashed with his sword.
This time the collision between the blade and the gun shaft did not pass through, but made a solid ping sound.
Wu Chan had speculated before that the virtuality and reality of this special red knife could be manipulated, and now it was officially confirmed.
Yan Xiaoqi's real purpose is to suppress Wu Chan's gun power.
However, none of the Wu family members who practiced the Ruijin Curse had amazing brute force. What's more, Wu Chan is the biological son of Wu Mie, who is known as the most powerful demon on the surface.
Suppressing the moves of the Wu family is a challenge that every Yan family must go through in life.
What Yan Xiaoqi faced was obviously the highest level of hell difficulty.
"I will never admit defeat!"
He shouted suddenly.
Wu Chanxin said that he hadn't exerted any force yet, so why did he arouse such a violent reaction
Two beams of flames spurted out from the tips of Yan Xiaoqi's elbows, adding huge impetus to both arms.
Yan Xiaoqi clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, his finger joints so tight that they were about to break, but this only made Wu Chan unable to lift the gun.
The real killer move is—
"fire!"
"like!"
"Come!"
Yan Pan behind Wu Chan suddenly launched a palm.
The broad blood knife in his hand disappeared, as if melted into the fire palm and turned into finger bones!
This Fire Tathagata is originally a ball of flame in the shape of King Ming's palm. When it hits Wu Chan, it can be completely absorbed by the reverse electric energy. But at this moment, the fire palm has blood-colored glazed bones, so its power must be very different, and Yan Pan's loud roar also has additional bonuses.
The root of the fire palm burned a ravine on the ground, and then it was heavily imprinted on the wall of the underground space. In an instant, a palm print enlarged ten times appeared, and the entire underground space trembled. The edges of the palm print were so neat that they looked like they were carved by a craftsman. become.
Such a powerful palm did not hit Wu Chan.
Yan Xiaoqi suddenly let out a desperate roar: "Aren't you super strong? Why are you hiding!"
Just before the fire palm was about to hit, among the lightning and flint, the long knife that Yan Xiaoqi pressed down was bounced away, and Wu Chan easily dodged away. His movements were so clean and neat that they could even be described as chic. In comparison, all of Yan Xiaoqi's efforts seemed like a big joke.
Wu Chan said: "I am strong, not stupid."
The palm prints on the wall left a deep impression on Wu Zen, almost comparable to Wu Mie's careless palm print when he summoned Shinra. If Wu Chan said these words, the Yan family would definitely think that he was being sarcastic. In fact, it was a very rare compliment.
You know, Wu Chan has not yet had full confidence to accept Wu Mie's Shinra Palm.
Pushing out the Fire Tathagata suddenly drained Yanpan of all his strength, and he didn't even have the energy to continue maintaining the Fire Clothes Curse. The flames that had been covering his body since he first appeared today were now extinguished, and black smoke repeatedly erupted from all parts of his body.
Although the flames were extinguished, Yan Pan's fighting spirit became even stronger.
He forced the Lihuo spell again, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
The blood dripped on the ground ravaged by the high temperature, and instantly burned into bloody smoke.
"Brother!"
Yan Xiaoqi ignored Wu Chan and rushed to Yan Pan's side. At the same time, he touched the Fire Clothes Spell to check Yan Pan's injuries.
"Leave me alone, Wu Chan is not dead yet."
Wu Chan said: "You may not believe it, but in fact you are my most merciless enemy."
Yan Xiaoqi looked back and glared angrily, his eyes almost split open: "Kill me and let my senior brother go!"
Wu Chan said: "You lured me here by trapping me and wanted to kill me, but now it seems that I actively want to harm you. Although the Wu family has a bad reputation, we cannot allow you to do this again and again." "
He stepped forward with his gun in hand: "Summon your weapons, I won't kill you with bare hands."
"You are so arrogant!"
The elder Yanjia, who had not spoken for a long time, finally coaxed the Fire Spirit Fairy to fight again. Not only that, he also put forward higher demands at the cost of his life.
Nine flames merged into one, and the huge flaming fox head rushed towards Wu Chan. Wu Chan dodged and slashed with his spear, cutting off the fox head's neck.
The Fire Fox's body was originally made of flames, but like a real fox turning around, its head actually rolled twice on the ground.
After finally re-casting Fire Spirit Immortal Drunken Fox, Wu Chan could only fight for one round, which was far beyond the expectations of Elder Yan Jia. The other elder's fire fox seemed to be frightened out of his courage by this scene. He only dragged his python-like flaming body around the elder's body and refused to fight.
This murder plot planned by the two young and old men of the Yan family has now come to an end. Except for catching Wu Chan off guard at the beginning and making him vomit a little blood, it has no real effect. It feels like an anticlimax. , which is sad.
"Maybe, this is life."
The strength that had been slightly restored collapsed again as Yan Panxin knelt down coldly.
He raised his head and shouted: "It's also fate, why is God so unfair to our Yan family!"
There was anger and grievance in the scream, but more importantly, unwillingness!
This unwillingness made the dignified man burst into tears.
Seeing his senior brother in tears, Yan Xiaoqi felt sad.
From the first day he met Yanpan, he had been taken care of by this senior brother. In Yan Xiaoqi's eyes, the senior brother is a tough, strong and very reliable person. For the first time, he saw the painful and vulnerable side of his senior brother.
The pain that this moment brought to Yan Xiaoqi was ten times more intense than seeing his master Yan Chi die tragically in front of him.
At this moment, the desire to seek revenge to the death disappeared, and Yan Xiaoqi only had the old saying in his heart that he would not have to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills.
"Brother, let's go, as long as people are alive..."
Yan Pan ignored him.
Wu Chan said: "You seem to have asked the wrong person about whether you can leave."
Yan Xiaoqi ignored Wu Chan, he only had senior brother in his eyes.
However.
Foxes are animals that are best known for their cunning.
The huge fox head suddenly bit Wu Chan from the ground!
But even more suddenly.
A giant flaming claw fell from the sky and crushed the fox's head to pieces!