Chapter 770

"Wang Chanjuan, if you are sure to kill me, you won't talk nonsense, but you will do it directly." Qin Yichen's voice reveals the meaning of irony.

"You..." Wang Chanjuan's voice suddenly stopped. She knew that her mind had been seen through by Qin Yichen, and her face flashed with anger.

"What's the matter? I'm right. These people should be very important to you. I've decided to break them all!" Qin Yichen hummed.

"If you dream, I can't allow you to be arrogant if I'm not for inheritance and can't be disturbed, but if you think I'm really afraid of you, it's a big mistake!" Wang Chanjuan's words changed, and a trace of bitterness flashed in her eyes.

Voice just fell, Wang Chan Juan a head of long hair, no wind automatic, war surge.

"You're very wrong. I didn't mean to kill you, but you're looking for a way to die. You're conspiring with others to take my life!" Qin Yichen said here, looking up abruptly and staring at Wang Chanjuan coldly, his mouth showed a trace of cold cruelty: "today, any words are nonsense, come on, show your strongest strength, let me see, see who is the winner in the end!"

"Well, it must be you who died!" Wang Chanjuan's eyes twinkled cold, her eyes were like fire, her body was like electricity, and she punched Qin Yichen.

In a flash, there was a fierce shock in the challenge arena. With her fist as the leader, Wang Chanjuan condensed into a dragon and roared.

Qin Yichen hummed a low, and secretly gathered the arrow of nine spirits to guard against Wang Chanjuan's killing bow.

Qin Yichen claps like a wheel with his palm, and Zaohua Shura boxing claps 18 palms in a flash.

The power of his every palm is more than Wang Chanjuan's fist.

A palm is faster than a palm. When the last palm is shot, the shadow of the palm is as big as a millstone.

The combination of the eighteen palms and the shadow "boom" turns into a giant palm, and claps it at the fist dragon, as if it can crush all existence.

Wang Chanjuan in this palm of the moment, suddenly in a trance, feel the Star River upside down, suffering to want to vomit blood.

It's late, it's fast, there's a bang, and the fists collide violently.

The ferocious dragon head smashes into the devil's hand, the challenge arena shakes and the void breaks.

Wang Chanjuan's fist broke suddenly, her fist power splashed all over the place, and she shot through the air.

The six friars behind her suddenly got up at the same time, and each of them spewed a stream of white air into Wang Chanjuan's body.

Qin Yichen immediately felt that Wang Chanjuan's strength rose ten times in an instant. A huge force came from his palm, and his whole body was hit.

"You know what it is Wang Chanjuan cold hum, five fingers in the air a grasp, void huge shock.

A secret arrow was caught by her directly from the void, bent to shoot at Qin Yichen.

In the whole process, Wang Chanjuan did not procrastinate, naturally.

This is the real arrow.

From a distance, it's not an arrow at all, but a long spear.

Or to put it simply, it is an alien arrow dragon, crossing time and space.

Where Tongtian arrow and spear pass, there are colorful lights hanging down in the void, countless rules and shadows looming, deducing the secrets of heaven, revealing endless mystery.

Wang Chanjuan's attack is much stronger than that in other places.

Qin Yichen is a bit unprepared suddenly, almost hit.

In the process of inverted flight, he saw the arrow and spear coming and felt the crisis of death.

But all of a sudden, Qin Yichen's brain flashed an electric light, and immediately woke up.

He suddenly fell into a wonderful state, both sober and crazy, the congenital holy body gushed out endless turbulence, but it happened that the chaos was orderly, and the madness gathered towards his chest.

His left eye was dark and full of monstrous light, and his right eye was cold, like a merciless God's residence.

There was no regular fog in his hands, but there seemed to be some wisdom in the chaos. He beat the old fairy with fists

His legs kick wildly, or step on the ground, or kick the void, there is a continuous sound of "bang bang".

The power of various attributes, suddenly fusion, an indescribable breath, instantly diffuse.

"Heaven and earth, only nature!" Qin Yichen roared.

The power of nature is everywhere, and the door of nature is nowhere to hide!

There are countless waves in the air.

Qin Yichen's body rises red and black fog, the whole person becomes a strange floating cloud, in the air instantly rotating a circle, flying to Wang Chanjuan.

"It's just a desperate struggle to make a mystery!" Wang Chanjuan stares coldly at Qin Yichen's body melting into fog, and a touch of sarcasm appears at the corner of her mouth. She thinks that she has the power of the challenge arena and is sure to win!

Qin Yichen's eyes suddenly coagulated, and the endless rainbow of ice and fire shot out, just like the light of two heavenly punishments.

One by one, huge color handprints appeared in turn, and the momentum was rising.

Every handprint he takes contains the flavor of the road. It seems that the moves are ordinary, but once it hits the enemy, it will break out the rule of terror.

At the moment of palm wind, Wang Chanjuan's face changed slightly, and her eyes were stunned.

She didn't expect that Qin Yichen's strength would surge again after integrating the congenital holy body with the divine formula of creation.

Before the war, she had infinitely overestimated Qin Yichen's strength, but after she really started, she found that she still underestimated him.

What Wang Chanjuan doesn't know is that her previous estimation is not wrong.

Only in the subsequent trial process, Qin Yichen passed the Feilong platform one layer at a time, and his strength rose to a higher level.

This is not only the function of the divine formula of creation, but also the transmutation produced by the fusion of the world time of Shura and the remnant idea of Shura.

In addition, there is another driving force, that is, with the deepening of Qin Yichen's cultivation, the nine attribute spiritual power is approaching the end of the final fusion.

It can be said that Qin Yichen's long-term efforts to consolidate the foundation and take root in the underground are now in the harvest period.

He is like a big tree, although the height is limited, but the branches are huge, and the underground roots are developed to an unimaginable level. He absorbs strength and enriches himself all the time.

And now is the time of transformation, the accumulation of the past gradually revealed extraordinary.

A combination of various reasons makes his strength fly all the time.