Chapter 1252

A monk in Lingquan can compete with the strong one in Linghe, and it's still as good as a horse!

All the masters and brothers of the heaven level ancient peak suddenly feel shameless.

What they can't accept most is that a rookie in Lingquan can choose two strong Linghe rivers at the same time!?

If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't believe the scene in front of us!

Is it that the spiritual spring monks are too abnormal, or are they too weak?

This is an embarrassing question.

But in a group of sky level Gufeng masters and brothers, their faces showed a slight embarrassment, the war situation has changed.

Cheng Mo, the elder brother of Yuantu Feng, offered a sacrifice to the black sun of the ancient mountain and Chu Chen. When the fight was hard to distinguish Xuanyun, Cheng Yan, the elder brother of abbifeng in the rear, moved his eyes and made a move!

When his spiritual power burst from his body, a dazzling green sword suddenly came out of the long river of sword Qi around him, and turned into an immortal divine awn!

Whoosh

The blue light of God seems to run through the ancient and modern future, across the sky, and instantly cut to Chu Chen's side.

At one stroke, the spirit power of protecting body around Chu Chen was blown to pieces.

Even if Chu Chen had been prepared, he could not help but change his face slightly. He moved his body and turned his head to one side and retreated abruptly.

Brush!

At the critical moment, the blue God's awn crossed his face and drew a shallow bloodstain on his cheek.

Then shot into the rear of the huge rock wall, Green Mansions will directly through the rock wall!

As long as Chu Chen's evasive action is slow for half a minute, his head will be shot through by the blue God.

"The reaction is good, it seems that you still have some luck in crossing the Xufeng peak, and you can struggle for several more rounds."

Cheng Yan's mouth with a trace of scorn, snorted, "however, it is futile to struggle several times, and finally is a dead word. Can you hide to the end of the day?"

"It's not known who will win."

Chu Chen's eyes such as electricity, cold but a hook in the right hand, it seems that he wants to recall the far away Taiyi purple blood stove to fight again.

However, Cheng Mo's eyes sink, and his hands print a formula. Suddenly, a strong attraction appears on the gray and white ancient mountain of death. It seems that he wants to swallow up the heaven and the earth. He firmly clings to the Taiyi purple blood stove and does not let him return to Chu Chen!

Seeing this, Cheng Yan laughed, "a rookie in Lingquan state dares to challenge my brother. Do you know what you can't do? We can't even take back the magic tools. If you want to fight with us, please ask us. If you are pitiful, maybe we will be soft hearted... "

"Go back soon!"

The young man in gray ignored him, and his eyes were full of light, and his fingers were like hooks in the void!

The black medicine stove burst out a burst of purple light, which shattered the gray old mountain of death. The black light turned, and the medicine stove returned to Chu Chen's hands.

The Cheng brothers didn't expect that Chu Chen still had some strength. After a sudden attack, he took the medicine stove back.

The original gushing Cheng Yan was embarrassed first, then his eyes sank, "the medicine stove has been returned to you, but your life can be handed over!"

He snorted angrily, and his arm was shocked violently. A vast river of swordsmanship evolved again and poured out into the sky.

The Blue Star River is turbulent, and the spirit river is vast. It seems that the sword power of a strong man is endless and can never be used up.

The huge waves of Jianhe river attack Chu Chen one wave after another, continuous!

Chu Chen used to protect the body of the wild spring vortex, but in the rapid reduction, seems to be unable to resist.

All the masters found that Chu Chen was obviously in trouble. With this attack and defense, Chu Chen had basically lost the ability to fight back!

At the time when he urged the pale gold whirlpool to defend the Jianhe river, Chu Chen did not seem willing to go into a desperate situation. With a wave of his right hand, he shook his hand again and blew out the Taiyi purple blood stove!

But at this time, facing the increasingly turbulent Jianhe river, Chu Chen, who was defending himself with all his might, seemed to be at the end of his strength. He only saw a black light burst out from the medicine stove, but it quickly faded down. Although he continued to fly forward, it was obvious that the aftereffect was not continued.

As Cheng Yan constantly urges Jianhe to defend himself, he seems to be losing control of the medicine stove that he blows out. The medicine stove that flies out actually becomes tottering, as if he will fall directly to the ground because of the lack of spiritual power at any time.

A group of masters and brothers of Zhufeng all shook their heads one after another. This one-sided battle lost its attraction to them.

Chu Chen, who crossed the Xufeng peak, could only blame himself for his bad luck. He met the two brothers who were the most difficult to deal with in the demon Ming sect, and the two powerful Linghe rivers, they could only accept their fate and die.

"There's no point in playing anymore. It's over."

Cheng Yan's eyes become cold, he is no longer ready to tease the drowning dog, but ready to kill, will chuchen immediately away!

"There is no limit to the future if Lingquan can fight us to this extent. Unfortunately, if you meet our brother, you will not have a future..."Cheng Mo, who has been very quiet all the time, has the intention of killing in his eyes. He quickly flies into the air.

He was calm and cruel, and the more calm he was at the critical moment. Although the overall situation had been decided, he still habitually flew into the air to maintain the final vigilance and defense.

Chu Chen's door of fate seems to be about to be closed by the two brothers!

All of a sudden, people found that the originally slow flying black stove was about to fall, and a dazzling black light suddenly exploded around the body.

Chu Chen's hands are together again!

At that moment, it was like a black sun exploding in the void.

The black light beam of Lingli flies straight into the sky, covering the world!

No, this guy is cheating!!

He still has the strength, he was deliberately weak before!

Cheng Yan's heart was startled, his hands shrunk, the sky of green light and lightning, condensed into a defense light shield, horizontal in front of his body!

Boom!

That small black medicine stove in the air, releasing the endless pressure of death, as if suppressing heaven and earth.

The roaring small black stove is like a heavy ancient chariot crushing the void, and is forced to come towards Cheng Yan. The space will be compressed!

The huge sense of oppression makes Cheng Yan's eyes almost close.

Shua!

In the awe inspiring space storm, the little black stove seems to have passed with his own shoulder!

Cheng Yan's mood suddenly became very complex, I don't know whether he should be sad or happy, Chu Chen should not be merciful, is it wrong?

No, his target is not himself, but his brother Cheng Mo!

When an idea passed through his mind, his face turned pale in an instant, without any blood color!

He suddenly looks up at the sky, and the small black stove is sure to blow to Cheng Mo in the sky with a cold face.

Bu Guomo is prepared for this. He pinches a formula in his hands. The gray and white ancient mountain, which is tens of feet long, suddenly appears in front of him, making him enter the defensive state.

"Yu!"

Cheng Mo flies with both palms, and prints several arrays on the ancient mountain of death. The whole mountain emits a stronger breath, and slowly bumps into the small black stove.

"Big brother, no, you stay away!"

Cheng Yan's instinctive detection is not good. Chu Chenming knows that Cheng Mo's defense is incomparable. He also attacks him. It must be a killing move!

He can only roar!

"No harm."

Cheng Mo, who has always been calm, continues to push the black stove towards the ancient mountain of death, as if to crush it!

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