Chapter 441

"Thought you were the only one who could fly?"

Yan Zhongxian sneered and noticed the surprise in Luo Chuan's eyes, and the smile on his mouth was even more prosperous.

Without waiting for Luo Chuan to say anything, Yan Zhongxian flashed out without warning. His body drew a series of residual shadows in the air and appeared in front of Luo Chuan in the blink of an eye.

"You're far away from the flesh war!"

Yan Zhongxian gave a long, sharp laugh.

There was a violent thunder in the sky. In the thunder, a golden claw flew out at a speed faster than the thunder. In the twinkling of an eye, tens of thousands of claw shadows bloomed in front of Luochuan, such as peacocks opening their screens and dense, circling in all directions to surround Luochuan.

Each claw shadow carries the great power of shaking the air, and the wind goes up and down. Across the distance, many friars with physical cultivation turn out to be ordinary friars.

Yan Zhongxian's capture is fascinating, which makes people feel that his Taoist power has not been sealed.

However, Luo Chuan knows that Yan Zhongxian's physical cultivation is so high that he has perfectly integrated the physical body and artistic conception. He controls the way with the physical body, which is worthy of being the first person in the flesh fighting way of the cannon fodder camp.

In front of the huge gray Qianzhang city wall, tens of thousands of imprisoned friars were overhead. Luo Chuan was like a mirror in the face of a strong enemy.

The glittering white brilliance gushed from the heart of Luochuan's fist, and the whole body's Qi and blood surged. The physical strength immediately increased ten times. The two bloody blessings of extreme cold and extreme inflammation burst out!

Luochuan's fist comes first after it comes. It combines the two skills of ancient Tiannan region and today's southern region. It can be called the strongest fist given by Luochuan after entering the cannon fodder camp!

Boom!

Luo Chuan's fist and Yan Zhongxian's palm hit each other heavily, and they made a thunderous roar!

An air wave visible to the naked eye surged from the air between the palms of two people's fists. Although the air ten thousand times harder than the outside was not broken, it was also twisted into folds. It was obvious that it was almost reaching its limit.

Boom!

The two bodies shook wildly and ejected backward at the same time.

There was a noise below the city. Most of the tens of thousands of friars on Yan Bai's side showed disbelief, while more than 300 friars on Luochuan's side cheered and everyone was excited.

Before the appearance of Luo Chuan, some strong friars came to challenge Yan Zhongxian, but none of them were Yan Zhongxian's enemies except Bai Laoda.

In the anticipation of more than 300 monks such as Wang Hu, Luo Chuan and Yan Zhongxian fought together.

The city echoed with broken wind and thunder. They beat fast, just like the shadow of two gray materials, which was so light that they could hardly be captured with the naked eye.

The monks were imprisoned by Huang Ting, sealed the Taoist power, and could only be seen with the naked eye.

Soon, 90% of the monks couldn't keep up with them. After a while, of the tens of thousands of friars on the court, only a dozen friars with extremely strong flesh could capture them. In the end, up and down the city, only boss Bai and bloody hand immortal Tu Li Guang could identify their positions.

The friars under Luo Chuan looked forward to it nervously and waited silently for the final result.

With a bang, a shadow flew out of nowhere, hit the wall heavily and fell to the ground.

Looking at the familiar figure, Wang Hu's eyes twitched and his face became ugly. The other 300 monks also looked gloomy.

It was Luo Chuan who was bumped into the city wall. In the physical battle with Yan Zhongxian, Luo Chuan ended in defeat like all the previous challengers.

A shadow appeared in the air.

Brown feather robe, long flowing hair and shiny skin... Yan Zhongxian is like an ink painting being dyed and painted. He appears in front of everyone little by little. His body method is more treacherous than Luo Chuan before.

"I have to admit that your physical combat skills have exceeded our expectations. Over the years, in addition to boss Bai, you can fight with us to this extent. Unfortunately, you are still worse than boss Bai. For various reasons, we can't let you go."

Yan Zhongxian was suspended in the air, looking down at the figure lying motionless under the wall.

After a word, Yan Zhongxian blinked unconsciously.

When he looked down again, the man under the wall had disappeared.

Yan Zhongxian's heart beat faster!

A sense of extreme danger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Years of fighting experience played a role at this time. Yan Zhongxian didn't want to. All the physical strength poured into his arms, and his arms were raised and hooped into a ring.

Almost when Yan Zhongxian finished this set of actions, a black and purple figure suddenly rushed towards him like a meteor from the sky.

Boom!

Yan Zhongxian's arms collided violently with the figure.

His arms shook wildly, Yan Zhongxian's blood turned up, and his face turned red.

The great force between arms is still increasing, almost ten times more than half a blink!

Yan Zhongxian was secretly frightened. Looking up, his pupils suddenly expanded.

In addition to the black smoke and evil spirit, Luochuan is surrounded by a purple flame volcano like cover, one black and one purple, and two groups of brilliance cover the whole body, which makes Luochuan look full of a smell of demons and monsters.

"Vitality mask?"

Yan Zhongxian was surprised again, but Luo Chuan added force again. His feet were unstable and he was knocked out by Luo Chuan.

Yan Zhongxian hit the ground heavily, and like Luo Chuan, his head fell to the ground.

There was no sound around.

The monks stared at Luo Chuan in disbelief. They could hardly believe what they saw. Boss Yan was the first person in the cannon fodder camp for the first time in 50 years.

Above the city, boss Bai looked at Yan Zhongxian and thought deeply.

Luo Chuan's successful sneak attack will not miss the opportunity to kill all.

Before Yan Zhongxian got up, Luo Chuan appeared in front of him with an instant step, his arms crossed the residual shadow, and his hands pressed on Yan Zhongxian's head.

Before Luo Chuan could exert himself, his hands were firmly grasped.

Then his legs were caught by both hands.

Two more hands on the chest and abdomen.

In the boiling cries of tens of thousands of monks, Luo Chuan was held high by Yan Zhongxian.

When he stood up again, Yan Zhongxian's Brown feather robe had been torn apart, exposing the snow-white upper body with muscle Qiu knot. Six arms stretched out from his shoulders, and six big hands like iron hoops firmly grasped Luo Chuan.

"It's a six arm FA Xiang!"

"Return FA Xiang? You forgot! You can't use Taoist power here."

"That's... The legendary six arm physical appearance? Boss Yan's physical attainments have reached such a level!"

In the exclamation of the monks around, Yan Zhongxian exerted himself with six arms and cracked Luo Chuan with a wild laugh!

More than 300 friars under Luo Chuan were stunned and then turned pale. The friars under Yan and Bai were crazy at the sight of blood and shouted together.

In mid air, Luo Chuan's "corpse" didn't land and floated strangely.

The splashed blood didn't continue to disperse, but condensed into a stream and retracted into blood essence in an instant.

The blood essence gathered and the broken arms and legs reorganized. In a moment, a living Luo Chuan reappeared in front of the monks.

The dragon is on the second floor. The broken arm can be reborn.

Now Luochuan is the third floor of Longyu. As long as it does not absorb all the blood essence and delay for too long, not to mention the broken arm, even the broken corpses can be combined in an instant.

After a quick movement, Luo Chuankou swallowed clear and turbid Qi, looked at Yan Zhongxian with fear, rose against the wind and flew to the city in a panic.

"The life saving trick of pressing the bottom of the box? Where to escape!"

Yan Zhongxian laughed and flew after Luo Chuan.

Regardless of his physical strength and hardness, he should be a notch higher than Luochuan. It can be seen that Luochuan's backhand cards are constantly exposed, and he can't help but have a trace of fear for Luochuan.

They flew back and forth to the city.

Above the city, Li Guang and boss Bai watched Luo Chuan playfully while pushing cups for lamps.

"No. the boss made a mistake in his busy time and flew to the city!" Wang Hu said in a bad way.

"Boss, what's the matter? Are you really smart and confused for a while? Yan Zhongxian is behind you and Li Guang and boss Bai are in front of you. The road he chose is a dead end!" another core friar also said.

Everyone has seen that although Luo Chuan has a lot of backhands and his strength is close to boss Yan, his real physical strength is still a little away from boss Yan. Even if Li Guang and boss Bai don't fight, as long as they stop Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan will face boss Yan's thunder blow.

The same doubts also rose in Yan Zhongxian's heart.

"Do you have any backhand that you haven't used?"

Two hundred feet away from the city, Yan Zhongxian suddenly sneered: "it's no use even if you really have a back hand."

When the voice fell, Yan Zhongxian's eyes and pupils rotated, and a faint light diffused from his pupils and shrouded Luo Chuan.

A little light in the eyes can break all kinds of changes.

When they were still fifty feet away from the city, Luo Chuan finally half turned his body and looked at Yan Zhongxian not far below him. While continuing to fly away, he was ready to fight back.

At the top of the city, boss Bai has stood up with his eyes shining, staring at Luo Chuan. Looking at the posture, as long as Luo Chuan dares to escape to the city, he will intercept.

Bloody hand immortal Tu Li Guang still drank wine and watched Luo Chuan who was about to be attacked by Yan and Bai. He was embarrassed by Luo Chuan everywhere for nothing else, only because Luo Chuan was friendly with the West Tianjian king and the North shajun, but he was not so obedient to him.

Gradually, every time he saw Luo Chuan, Li Guang felt very uncomfortable.

As the leader of the supervising friars, in the face of a prisoner who makes him uncomfortable, he will naturally try his best to make things difficult, or even... Get rid of it.

In the twinkling of an eye, Luo Chuan was only ten feet away from the city. In front of him were boss Bai and Li Guang. Behind him were Yan Zhongxian, who was chasing after him. Luo Chuan finally stopped running. His body method stopped abruptly and turned sideways to meet Yan Zhongxian.

Yan Zhongxian put a faint light on his eyes and scanned Luochuan carefully. He didn't find any abnormality.

But as the first person in the cannon fodder camp for many years, he has rich experience in fighting and is known as the king of flesh. At this moment, Yan Zhongxian's heart lake suddenly fluctuated, causing deep uneasiness in his heart.

Luo Chuan's mouth suddenly burst into a smile.

Catching the smile, Yan Zhongxian felt more and more uneasy. Although he had already punched out his fist, he still couldn't help asking, "do you have a back hand?"

"Of course." Luo Chuan also punched out.

"Where is it?"

"Here it is."

Deep laughter rang from behind.

Yan Zhongxian was stunned. His eyes were stagnant and his face was incredible.

The white boss who disappeared at the head of the city at some time appeared behind him.