Chapter 733

Leng Wuchen's strong and general self-confidence opportunities pressed the hearts of the vast majority of the people present, and they felt a little trance. They didn't know whether it was the strong aura or whether they were really afraid.

"It's a joke. There's only one person on the other side. How can so many of us be overwhelmed by his bullshit momentum? Everyone is ready to fight. Let's teach him what is more people bullying less people, strength, ha ha, joke!"

Among them, the man who came out of the 12 people's mouth was more like giving himself the atmosphere. As the man's voice fell, he saw the sound of the Tao coming from the body of tens of thousands of people.

Tens of thousands of colorful embers are really spectacular, and even the space is shaking violently. Such a scene is very shocking, and the man who just spoke is the leader of the other party.

The bandage man jumped to the end, stood with the other 11 people, and looked at the cold eyes. There were two people sitting leisurely on the edge of the desert cliff. One of them was a young man with broken arms. Looking at the impending battle below, he said with a smile: "I guess that boy will die miserably. It's not a joke for tens of thousands of people to do it at the same time. It's not a joke I believe he can fight thousands of people. "

"Tens of thousands of people are out of the question." The young man sitting on one side, however, showed no sign of indifference. Then he said, "this has nothing to do with us. Just watch quietly. Do you think those people behind him are given away in vain?"

Then the young man with broken arms moved his eyes to the direction of Jiashu and others, and there was a trace of cold in his eyes.

Cold traceless, looking at the air, and then the body strange disappeared again in the same place, then the white figure from the glare of the sun again revealed, white long hair scattered in the wind, the white robe fluttering slowly, fluttering the natural and unrestrained, the strong momentum on the slender body is slowly fading.

On the handsome white face, a pair of sharp, domineering eyes loomed a trace of arrogance. That's right. Leng Wuchen completely suppresses his own breath. As long as the ember gas is released, it's easy to face so many enemies. Only sweeping all the way is the most perfect tactic, and physique can undoubtedly do it.

"Ready for the second ha, I left you right, see who is faster, and then I promise you to find a female monkey for you to fight quickly!" Leng Wuchen's surprise is that he communicated with erha with his heart, but he didn't express it in his mouth.

When Leng Wuhen communicated with erha again, Leng Wuhen's feet were not idle. He began to rush at his feet, and tens of thousands of people from the other side made the same move.

Leng Wuhen's face changed slightly. At this moment, Leng Wuhen's foot seemed to explode. A huge fire column with a diameter of one meter was shot out, and the harsh sound of tearing silk sounded. Where the fire column went, tiny waves suddenly appeared in the air.

This pillar of fire is very abrupt. I can't help but be surprised. Leng Wuhen feels that its power has reached the level of LiuDuan spirit skill, even stronger.

When the red pillar of fire came near, he raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his cold traceless eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly concealed his spirit with his hands in an orderly way, and said softly, "shadow spirit, shadow defense!" Bursts of black fog as if the tide, non-stop toward the surrounding spread, followed by a huge shadow rising from the ground in front of him, this move is one of the few cold traceless defense spirit skills.

"Boom!" The red pillar of fire, as if the torrent of torrent hit the cliff in general, suddenly scattered, splashing countless flames. In the dust, the ground continues to disintegrate in the aftershock of the attack, turning into powder. Leng Wuhen looks at the attacker and knows how many people who can use such a large-scale soul skill can't do it.

More than ten out of tens of thousands of people have revealed that they have just finished their soul skill, and the soul skill just now is estimated to be the result of their joint attack.

Cold no trace cold drink, the figure continues to accelerate, the physique at this moment reached the acme of cold no trace, from the beginning no longer retain their understanding of the physique, the eyes of the golden lines and constantly sweep the body before the spirit of every move, as if again cold no trace in the eyes of their action has become very slow in general.

"Bang!" Cold traceless almost every punch, every foot, the hit can be associated with the knock down of a piece of people, the speed of people see dazzled, behind drag out a shadow, often from the incredible angle of tricky fast attack.

The speed of the arm waving is faster and faster, and the foot constantly kicks back, continuously impacting the crowd. Such a difficult action is absolutely not what human beings can do. The overwhelming fierce offensive has spread to tens of thousands of people. In addition to the fast and strange attack, the cold hands without trace can rotate 360 degrees like a drill to enhance the lethality.

This kind of hegemonic attack is definitely recorded in history. It's completely the use of physical advantages to constantly impact others. Countless people are overturned, screamed and howled, and the cold speed is hard for ordinary people to detect with their naked eyes.

The spirits who watched in the first meeting hall were all shocked, which was completely beyond their expectation. Except for Jiaren Xiahou Cheng, the rest of them could not hide their fear."That guy is not a madman at all. It's a beast." It seems that there is no other adjective that can replace the thousands of people.

Bandage man and more than ten people behind him stare at the ghostly figure. His heart is also full of shock. How did he do it? Can his physique reach this point?

At this time, many of the spirit people in the second meeting had more than one hand, and the flaming explosive runes turned to Leng Wuhen one after another. Leng Wuhen caught them one after another with a touch of coldness in his mouth. His backhand was printed on the spirit people who were closer to Leng Wuhen, and all the way sped by until all the flaming explosive runes in his hand were sent out.

A few seconds later, boom, boom, continuous explosion sound, the blood fog all over the sky, and the pieces of clothes overlap each other, scattered on the ground, no bones, shadow attack, with cold traceless into the center of the other party's crowd, began to hide.

At the foot of the shadow, to the spirit of the surrounding spread constantly, blood insects, spread out from the cold seamless sleeve robe, such a move not only let the audience panic, and even the crowd in the battle was once fainted.