Chapter 946： 3 strongest

Before hitting the target, he turned into flames first, the fire was fierce, and his fist improved.

The other three ancient strongmen did not take any action and watched silently.

The Yan Protoss is good at fighting, and is known for his courage. There have been many famous War God-class powerful men.

The punch was far more powerful than Siang's eyes.

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, but also punched out, and fierce fire appeared at the boxing front.

"Looking for death?"

Seeing his approach to the enemy, the ancients and the Tang family faced each other.

Head to head with the Yan Protoss, it may take a lot of capital.

Terrans are not available.

The hands of the Yan Shen tribe also showed a smile. He was most worried about Jiang Chen hiding.

This is one of the ancient people's impressions of the human race.

Many ancient people call people monkeys.

In the face of the ancient people, the weak humans can only rely on dodge and cooperate to defeat the strong enemies.

"Dead to me!"

He spared no effort, the whole arm's fire soared, and the iron fist sank heavily.

At the moment the two fists collided, Jiang Chen's fist was twice smaller than him, and he looked at the blow.

A strong sense of blow ripple spread out, everyone was forced back, cracks appeared on the ground, and the courtyard wall was crumbling.

The most frightening thing was that the Yan men were beaten backwards.

"what?!"

The three ancients were most shocked.

Including the Yan man himself, but he had a backhand, and the blazing flames hit out like shells.

Jiang Chen was quickly devoured by the flames and looked very bad.

The Yan Protoss and the Yanling Tribes are somewhat similar. The flames not only have extremely high temperatures, they also produce strong destructive power.

"Stupid Terran!"

The Yan Pro race man shook his tingling arm and cursed.

He wanted to punch Jiang Chen with a punch and make him a fireman.

This is a good thing. Among the ancients who admired the power, he won't be enough.

Fortunately, he did not win.

After the flames dissipated, Jiang Chen stepped forward as if nothing had happened.

"Weak and weak, it turned out that the Yan Protoss had a false name." Jiang Chen said.

These words successfully angered the other party.

His name was Buckmin, and he was the one who wanted to be the strongest fighter, and he couldn't allow such an insult.

The exhaled breath is like a little dragon.

"Just right, killing you like that is my shame."

After that, he flew over the city of Shenwu, with a provocative look on his face.

Xingzun naturally fights in the courtyard and cannot play to his fullest.

Jiang Chen had the same intention, and followed him into the air.

The other three ancient peoples also got their feet off the ground, followed them, and kept a certain distance.

People from the Tang family came to the courtyard, looked up, and did not dare to go up for fun.

Just now about the punch, Tang Ming was shocked to spit blood and almost died.

"Why does this person oppose the Tang family!"

"The person who heard it said that he seemed to have an opinion on the Tang family."

Tang Ao and the other elders were surprised by Jiang Chen's fighting power, and thanked the ancients for their help, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Inflammation, one style!"

In the air, Buck Ming was quite fierce, the symmetrical texture on both sides of his cheeks flashed red, and his body was ignited again.

"Your people's use of fire is not by means of heaven and earth fire, no means of inflow, our Protoss tribe itself is a kind of fire that will never go out!"

The punch again, with the source technique, is different from the brute force punch just now.

The boxing energy and the fire are fused with each other, and the fist is followed by the two furnaces that are practicing alchemy.

"It's Yanquan. It seems that Buck Ming is really moving."

"It's unbearable to be humiliated by the human race."

"Unable to defeat this Terran with absolute superiority would be a stain on Buckmin."

The three ancient people who watched the battle were somewhat surprised, and they all tacitly stepped back a distance.

The warriors of the Yan Protoss can easily spread to innocent people, because their source power is so powerful that they cannot control it freely.

When the two pairs of fists reached Jiang Chen, the bright disc with aura pattern was shining.

"Let me see how strong it is."

Jiang Chen still intends to go head-to-head, holding the Flame Demon Flame in his palm and exerting the martial arts of the dragon.

This time the four punches collided, the sound was comparable to that of Chun Lei, ringing in the ears of the people of Shenwu City.

"Anyone else and the ancients do anything?"

People don't know the inside story, but the current situation makes them mistake it as a race battle.

Many peoples do not hold their faith, they recognize the power of the ancient people, and they are arrogant. They also rely on the holy places of the Seventh and Eighth Realms and the Church of God to uphold justice.

Any member of the ancient clan of Zhenwu can easily rule.

But as soon as they looked up, they saw Buckmin being blown out and blood spitting in their mouths.

"That's ancient, right?"

Some people find it difficult to imagine until the ancient characteristics of Buckmin are seen.

Look at his opponent, standing on the spot, has the absolute upper hand.

The human race was stunned, and then cheers broke out.

In the air, the faces of the other three ancient peoples were ugly.

The process is very simple. There is nothing difficult to understand when Buck and Ming spit blood.

But given the race and realm on both sides, that's weird.

"Let your tinder burn completely!"

"Sparkfire Hagiwara!"

Jiang Chen didn't show mercy, even if he didn't know each other, he went straight to kill.

Xinghuo Yuanyuan is not as overwhelming as before, the demon inflammation turned into a bit of cold light, hitting Buckmin.

Soon, Buckming's body exploded again, but this time it was not his own, and he made a miserable cry.

All this happened too quickly, the three ancient clan did not respond.

It wasn't until Buck Ming turned to ashes that they realized what was going on.

"Killed? He killed Buckmin ?!"

The anger of the three ancient peoples was not caused by grief, but by a huge humiliation.

People in the city see the bustle as well, isn't this a contest? Why did you die?

"Damn people, how dare you fight against the ancients!"

"Come for your life!"

The fire power of the three ancient clan is fully on, and the ancient art of the ancient clan is being performed. Jiang Chen must be killed to correct the ancient clan's name.

"Well, he made two killing moves just now. You look proud and laugh at me."

"Now that he was killed, you are filled with indignation."

"That being the case ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I will use you to practice swords."

Jiang Chen's "Book of Swords" is advancing rapidly, and Zhengzou has no opponents. He is not afraid of these three men, holding a sword of heaven.

The people below also started to get nervous, knowing that this was not a joke.

The three ancient clan powers joined forces, and the strongest in the real world is also irresistible.

However, the result was unexpected. During the battle, Jiang Chen did not fall into the wind, his sword stretched, and the ancients were quickly injured.

"This man is terrible, withdraw first!"

After a while, their anger was extinguished, and their warfare disappeared.

"Can't you hold on until you reach Jiansan? It's disappointing."

"I'll take you on a ride."

The words fell, and the heavenly sword bloomed with holy Jianmang, and behind him a vision of a rising sea and a bright moon appeared.

"Sword Four: Absolutely!"