Chapter 1996: Explosive strength

The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven chapters of explosive strength

The three black shadows were dressed in black robes, hunting in the wind, headed by a young man with a shady face, with sunken eye sockets, clear cheekbones, and a curved lip line in a lunar curve, "Miss Roy, I I don't want to go to war with the Lianshen Pavilion, but I have to decide on the treasures here."

As he said, Wu Chong stretched out Senbai's index finger and pointed at Zhuo Bufan.

"Wu Chong, we found the treasures here first, so why let you give it to you? If you leave now, I can assume that this hasn't happened." Roy frowned, her red lips slightly pale with a hint of whiteness. The color.

The three Pluto disciples, Wu Chongnai, are the chief disciples of Pluto. They are at the pinnacle of galaxy-level elementary level, only one step away from galaxy-level middle. The two disciples of Pluto-teaching have just stepped into the elementary realm of galaxy level. , Roy's side does not seem to have any chance of winning.

"Miss Roy, if you refuse to leave, don't blame my Wu Chongla for destroying the flowers!" Wu Chong narrowed his eyes, and the sharp light flickered through his pupils.

"Wu Chong, how can our eldest lady in the refining pavilion allow you to be presumptuous!" At this moment, a burst of shouts suddenly sounded, and then a few winds passed by, and several disciples of the refining pavilion suddenly came to Luo Yi's side. The people are exactly five people including Fan Miao led by Yan Tian.

Although the number of people is large, except that Yantian has a half-step galaxy-level intermediate realm, the other four are all Xinghai-level advanced cultivation bases, and there is a big gap between the strength of the two parties.

"Yantian?" Wu Chongwei's narrowed eyes showed a surly look, "Isn't it enough to lose in my hands last time, come to die again?"

Yan Tian squeezed his fists hard, his eyes shot at two groups of Hanmang, "Wu Chong, don't think that I will lose to you last time I lost to you." Having said that, Yan Tian knew in his heart that the two parties are now There is a big difference in strength, and if they really fight, they will definitely not take any advantage.

"I don't want to fight with you. I will take your eldest lady from the refining pavilion to leave. The treasures here are left to me by this person." Wu Chong nodded Zhuo Bufan, his eyes became more and more playful, as if Like a cat playing with a mouse, Zhuo Bufan is already dead in his eyes.

Yan Tian, ​​Fan Miao and others' complexions changed slightly. Obviously, they didn't want to go to war with Mingjiao people, especially for "Zhuo Bufan".

"The treasures here belong to me. If you don't want to die here, I will give you three seconds to leave." At this moment, a faint voice slowly spread through the empty and quiet mountains.

Almost everyone's eyes were on Zhuo Bufan's body at the moment this voice appeared.

"This guy...do you want to die?" Yan Tian frowned and squeezed his fists. Originally, he planned to fight Wu Chong if Roy spoke, but he would fight Wu Chong if he was seriously injured, but Zhuo Bufan had such an arrogant posture. , Is estimated to directly anger Wu Chong.

"Miscellaneous, this is your own fault. If you are willing to give up the treasure now and kowtow to confess your sins, maybe I will show mercy and leave you with a whole body." Wu Chong's mouth was filled with a fierce arc, and his eyes looked like ghosts. , And then stretched out his palm, a cloud of ghost-like black mist wrapped around the palm, and immediately formed a huge ghost head, roaring towards Zhuo Bufan.

Wu Chong is a galaxy-level intermediate, but he is the chief disciple of Mingjiao. His true combat ability is incomparable even by some ordinary galaxy-level medium-level experts. Seeing Wu Chong's hands, Yan Tian, ​​Fan Miao, etc. People's complexion changed slightly, but no one came to help. After all, their relationship with Zhuo Bufan was'not very friendly'.

What made Yan Tian puzzled was that Roy didn’t make a sound. Shui Yinyin’s beautiful eyes sparkled with brilliance. This change caused Yan Tian’s heart to jump and a bold idea appeared in his heart. Could it be Zhuo Can Bufan really defeat Wu Chong?

But for a moment, this absurd idea was completely thrown out of his mind, Zhuo Bufan was only a star-sea-level advanced cultivation base, and in any case could not defeat a strong man who was infinitely close to the middle realm of the galaxy.

Facing the roaring ghost head Zhuo Bufan blasted out with a punch, the surging true essence turned into a giant fist, and hit the ghost head fiercely.

"Huh, there are some tricks, but today is your death date." Wu Chong snorted coldly, not too surprised. Zhuo Bufan was able to kill several elite disciples of Mingjiao. Naturally, there were some methods, but these methods seemed to him. , Still too low-level.

Accompanied by a loud shout, Wu Chong was wrapped in a thick black mist, whizzing down with heavy pressure, and directly pounced on Zhuo Bufan. As for the other two Mingjiao disciples, they strayed away. They knew that Wu Chong's pride would never allow them to intervene, and the opponent was only a fellow of the Xinghai-level high realm.

"The magic sound waves burst into the sky!" Wu Chong shouted, a strange sound wave pierced the eardrum, rippling like a ripple, Yan Tian and others hurriedly protected the body with true essence, even this was affected by the sound wave. His face wrinkled tightly.

And that Zhuo Bufan sword frowned in the center of the magic sound wave, and the force of the powerful sound waves surged from all directions, as if a flat boat was in the center of the stormy waves, and was in danger of overturning at any time.

The Beast Transformation Map operates automatically, and a beast head formed by the gathering of countless red lines surging under the skin emerges from the chest, a strange fiery red color under the skin rippling, and then the power of the stars in the dantian lined up a mysterious In the pattern, the chilly true essence gushes out along the meridians.

"The law of starry sky!" Zhuo Bufan yelled, a small bright starry sky slowly emerged behind him, and suddenly one of the tyrannical swallowing power burst out, Wan Long sucked in the surging sound waves. Within the law.

"what!"

Zhuo Bufan's sword eyebrows clustered, and his heart was frightened. At the same time as the starry sky law was running, he actually felt the coercion of the world on him disappear without a trace, as if it was offset by the starry sky law.

"How, how, how is it possible." Wu Chong in the sky showed a look of horror, his face was a little more solemn, and then his hands were condensed with mysterious seals, and wisps of purple energy like small snakes rose from his body. And out, constantly gathering in front of them, showing a sword-like shape.

The true essence between heaven and earth trembled violently, and for a time they gathered towards Wu Chong’s body. The entire mountain seemed to tremble and sway in the violent true essence fluctuations. The two disciples of Mingjiao were shocked. One of the master's tricks, Zhuo Bufan actually forced the master to use the trick.

Yan Tian, ​​Fan Miao and others also felt the thrilling power emanating from Wu Chong's body, and then the purple aura condensed into a giant sword, the purple giant sword formed, the world suddenly faded, and then there was a roar, and the giant sword crossed the space. , With the mighty power, burst out.

"Purple Shadow Sacred Fist!" Zhuo Bufan's eyes twinkled and his true essence surged like a tide, and a purple fist mark burst out like a broken bamboo, and there were violent sonic booms along the way.