Realm is not enough, wealth value to make up!
After stepping into the 600 strides, Zhou Chen's strength was greatly improved.
Also really have the capital to compete with wanlang!
Before that, let him fight against ten thousand waves without using the power of Shenwen. He really can't win ten thousand waves.
"Nine hundred steps!"
Wan Lang squints at Zhou Chen and says in a deep voice.
I didn't expect that this ancient town has made a breakthrough and its strength has been improved!
In a moment, his eyes just narrowed slightly.
My heart was also shaken.
Just now, in ancient town one, did you kill two ancient wolf dogs with 900 steps?
Even, he fought against him. Although he fell into a bad situation, he didn't get much hurt.
Is this him or human?
Why is it so powerful?
How ever since I met Tuoba Guangxuan, these unknown talents are more and more powerful.
Crazy one by one?
What's more, what makes him speechless most is that these people, one of whom is regarded as one, have been met by him, and they have hatred with him!
At the thought of this, Wan Lang is in constant pain.
Wan Lang thought in his heart, but also some helpless.
But he didn't know. What he was most helpless about was that he couldn't see through what kind of cultivation state Zhou Chen was... The 900 steps he saw were extraordinary, which Zhou Chen simulated and was willing to let him see.
Because, this is in line with the cultivation realm of ancient town one.
"Wan Lang, the enmity between us can be over. I'll give you a chance! Let's fight fair! This time, I won't run away! "
Zhou Chen looked at Wan Lang and said in a deep voice.
After thinking about it, Zhou Chen added, "this time, really! Who runs, who is the grandson
"I'm so confident!"
Wan Lang took a look at Zhou Chen and sneered, "do you really think it's very powerful to step into 900 steps? You think you can go against me? Ha ha, it's ridiculous! You think you're the only genius? "
He shook his head, too lazy to talk too much with Zhou Chen.
Looking at Zhou Chen's posture, he is very confident in himself.
But he doesn't care, because today, he will let him know how strong Qianbu is!
He is also a genius! It's not a man of fame!
"Kill
Ten thousand waves roared, and the palm of his hand moved towards the void.
It's time.
A magic gun full of thunder light emerged.
Wan Lang, holding a magic gun in his hand, stabbed Zhou Chen fiercely!
It's under the bar.
The void makes thunder.
There is no power.
Infinite thunder light, instantly into a gun awn, overwhelming shrouded in dust.
"Kill
Zhou Chen roared, and his fist shot forward.
The front of the fist vibrates.
Vaguely, there is a tiger virtual shadow emerge, tiger roaring forest, gas swallow thousands of miles.
Boom!
One punch, one shot.
They collided with each other.
The fist smashed the thunder.
But Zhou Chen's palm was also burnt by the tiger's mouth.
Of course, this is also his disguise.
Because he is not afraid of thunder and lightning.
However, Guzhen No. 1 has no such ability.
In fact, no matter who he disguised as, he was using the attack means of the other side, never using his own means.
It can be said that what he imitates is more like them.
Of course, they are stronger.
Zhou Chen didn't know whether it was useful for him to do so.
But deep down, I still want to try.
Moreover, he felt vaguely that he would get some benefits sooner or later.
Roar, roar!
Zhou Chen roared.
The figure is constantly retreating.
After dozens of steps, he stamped his feet on the ground to stop the decline.
Then, one more blow.
Tiger out of the mountain!
Tigers travel all over the world!
One move after another, the unique knowledge of the ancient town's ethnic group, was used by him to bombard I wanlang.
"A small skill of carving insects!"
Wan Lang sneered, the magic gun waved, and the thunder spread in all directions.
Then.
The light of thunder in the shape of a dragon looms above the magic gun.
"Kill
Wan Lang is also roaring, full of strength, like a wave, into the gun.
He's going to shoot this guy!End the fight!
It's at this moment.
On Zhou Chen's body, the more violent and domineering momentum rose abruptly.
Then.
Behind him, a fierce tiger, bleeding red, suddenly fused with him.
Instant.
Zhou Chen's breath has soared again!
Directly reached the level comparable to the extraordinary thousand steps!
"Atavism!"
Ten thousand wave a Leng, immediately, the face is to emerge a touch of shock color.
Atavism!
Only the best blood can return to the glory of our ancestors and gain the power of our ancestors.
There is no such existence in a thousand years.
But now, there is a real one in front of him.
"Atavism? Go back to your mother
Zhou Chen chuckled in his heart.
Atavism?
Shit.
He is not a real ancient town, how to return to his ancestors.
It's just camouflage!
The purpose is simple.
Let ten thousand waves shake you for a moment.
Now it seems that the effect is very good! Completed the task perfectly!
"Kill
A sharp drink, resounding through the sky.
Zhou Chen has accumulated his strength for a long time. At this moment, all of them burst out!
Until now, if you don't die, I will obey you!
Punch out.
The void crumbles in an instant.
In front of Zhou Chen, a large dark space directly emerged.
Wan Lang was stunned.
Immediately, his face also changed greatly, and his heart suddenly trembled.
Master moves, this moment of absence, is the gap between life and death!
Now, Zhou Chen's offensive has gathered, and he can't fight against it in a hurry.
To escape!
It was his subconscious thought.
But soon.
He was forced to stop the idea, the heart of fear.
Can't run!
A run, is equivalent to the initiative all handed over to Zhou Chen, when the time comes, it's all over!
At this time, he can only shoot!
Even if we are defeated, we can get a gun!
Only in this way can we continue to fight!
"Kill
Wan Lang gritted his teeth and roared.
In the air, a long thunderbolt gun is reflected in all directions.
Wan Lang is holding a magic gun in his hand. Even on the flying hair, there is thunder shining.
Go all out!
Fight to the death!
It's not his best shot! But it was his most unyielding shot!
The next moment.
One punch down.
Hard bombardment on the gun.
A bang.
Thunder God gun, directly smashed by Zhou Chen's fist.
Boom.
Boom!
The sound of thunder everywhere, Zhou Chen boxing front fall moment, Wan Lang this shot, also has a thunder burst, killed Zhou Chen's body.
Zhou Chen hesitated.
Forget it. It's all over. Let's play the whole show.
Poof, poof!
Zhou Chen spat out blood. Soon, on the body, it was the electrified outer coke and inner tenderness, and the body burst.
The next moment.
The strength of Zhou Chen's fist broke out. With one punch, he broke through the barrier of the magic gun and bombarded Wan Lang's head.
All over the sky, blood, then spilled.
"It's not atavism... Who are you..."
Wan Lang's soul emerged and murmured.
Zhou Chen is too lazy to pay attention to him. He punches again.
A bang.
Wanlang's soul is directly broken.
The sky is full of blood.
Zhou Chen bathed in the blood rain with a calm look.
Today, he killed thousands of people with 600 steps!
The grudge between him and WAN Lang is over!