Chapter 1542

Xiao Wei, who is still near Han Zhen, is full of consternation. Before Xiao Wei came, he was warned many times that Yao Shenshan's character was powerful.

But no matter how powerful it is, there must be a limit. The world weightlifting champion is not the power of lifting hundreds of Jin. No matter how powerful the people in yaoshenshan are, they can never surpass them.

But what Xiao Wei didn't expect was that once Yao Shenshan's people made a move, they turned out to be so powerful.

This is almost a film and television drama will appear in the picture, actually appear in reality.

Xiao Wei was shocked, but his hands and feet were cold, because the overwhelming attack had covered all the people present.

Mo Jingchen's pupils are shrinking very fast. He didn't expect that all the people in yaoshenshan would sell the siege, completely ignoring his own face. In the face of overwhelming attacks, Mo Jingchen has been nervous.

Such a powerful attack, Mo Jingchen is not sure to stop.

"They are going to kill us together!"

"The immortal master of yaoshenshan is so careless about people's lives!"

"Murderer! It's all murderers here

"Immortal master, I'm not with them!"

"I surrender

Not only Xiao Wei, but also other rich people. Wailing, fear, anger, all kinds of emotions appear in these deep-seated characters.

These rich people, whether in the local area or in the whole province, are well-known figures, and some even play the role of cover in domestic well-known economic magazines.

But even if they are already big figures in an area, they have never seen such scenes.

Even, some people have legs shaking, eyes absent. In such a vast unknown attack, all are a dying scene.

Tang Zhaoyuan, who is still in the distance, is in a state of mind. He eagerly looks at Han Zhen, who is in the center of the attack. However, he only sees a figure and rises abruptly.

Han Zhen's body is already in the middle of the sky, dancing in the wind, holding up his right hand, a cyan mask, drawing out various arcs of light, blocking the attack all over the sky.

The wind blade blows!

The flames burst!

The thorn is broken!

Palmprint boom!

The cyan light shield was blasted out of all the depressions, and then countless green smoke and fireworks rose to illuminate everyone's eyes.

But in the bottom of many explosions, only Han Zhen's figure.

Like God!

Like Buddha!

Xiao Wei's eyes are dull.

Tang Zhaoyuan looks turbulent!

Only Mo Jingchen relaxed.

Han Zhen holds a cyan light shield in his hand. The green wood gas condensed by Wanfa's sword turns into a light shield, which is extremely tough, so he blocks many attacks. But even so, the other party's overwhelming attack, Han Zhen is also aware of the pressure.

Bang!

The cyan mask trembled again, and an invisible fist burst on the mask.

Han Zhen feels that Peng Zhenyuan is the source of this power.

To be able to be worshipped in yaoshenshan naturally has its own advantages. Such ferocious fist power also makes Han Zhen shine in front of his eyes.

"Not bad!" Han Zhen said lightly.

Elder Wen thought that Han Zhen would die under many attacks. After all, this was the attack of many experts. Even as a master of martial arts, he could not resist all the attacks with his vigorous Qi.

However, Han Zhenfei resisted and was unhurt. Hearing the elder blurt out, "how is this possible?"

Kang Zixuan originally only told the public that Han Zhen was a great master of martial arts. Originally, Han Zhenshi exhibited lightning power, which is not enough to explain anything. After all, there are some special magic weapons that can exert the power of Tao and Dharma.