Chapter 262

Zichen uses the body of flesh and blood to blow up the sharp weapon in the hand of Wu Yuan.

The sharp weapon was smashed, as big as the nail plate. It was like a concealed weapon. It shot all around and made a sound of wheezing. The air was pierced.

The crowd was in a state of disbelief.

Zichen had broken the sharp weapon before, and his constitution was terrible. People had heard of it for a long time, but they were not surprised at all. What shocked people at the moment was that Zichen broke the sharp weapon in Wuyuan's hands for a long time.

You know, the evil spirit has a strong combat power. Even if it is an ordinary weapon, it is like a magic weapon in its hands, which can play an unparalleled combat power.

"Peng!"

The sharp weapon burst to pieces, and Zichen once again made a fist. The golden light flowed to Wuyuan like a stream of water. The latter was directly beaten to fly, protecting the body and breaking instantly.

"Poof!"

When he flew back, Wu Yuan coughed up blood and was injured. His face was as white as paper, and his black hair was in a mess.

On the high stage, the faces of several strong men changed, especially the strong one of Wuzong. He threatened that Wuyuan could kill Zichen within a dozen moves.

But now both sides have played several hundred moves, Wuyuan not only did not kill Zichen, but also was beaten to vomit blood.

"Ha ha, what a demon, what a dozen moves to kill the enemy." The strong Liu family in Yongqi City, with a strange smile, made several strong people look even worse.

The friars on the stone platform were shocked. They were four times different. Zichen not only did not fail, but also hurt Wuyuan. Even if it was only slightly injured, he felt incredible.

"Not bad!" In Wu Mo's lazy eyes, there appears Daodao Jingguang. Zichen's fighting power makes him very surprised.

"Very strong!" Wang Shi clenched his fist and opened his mouth indifferently. Because of Wang Shan's affairs, he had always been deeply worried about Zichen. Today's World War I, he had to admit that Zichen's fighting power was incomparable.

Wang Qiong didn't speak, looking at the chopping Chen platform, his eyes brightened, and he didn't know how he felt in his heart.

Wang Xianer, a nervous face, was relieved to see that Wu Yuan was beaten back. "It's dangerous, but there's a first, then a second. Hum, he's dead."

Finish saying, she rushed to cut Chen platform, clenched small fist.

Zichen suppressed Wuyuan and injured Wuyuan, which made many demons have a dignified eye, no longer like before, did not care.

"Zichen, I don't believe it. You are only two times heaven. You can defeat me six times."

Wuyuan is completely crazy, dishevelled, with endless killing in his eyes. At the same time, a violent breath emerges from his body.

His strong attack, one after another attack to kill the skill, was all cracked by Zichen, at the moment is more crazy.

"Whatever means are available, whatever they may be." Zichen cold way.

But the look was dignified a lot, obviously the other side is going all out, a desperate evil spirit, the fighting power is naturally terrible.

"I'll show you my strongest fighting skills."

Wu Yuan stood on the chopping Chen platform, surrounded by Taoism Zhenyuan, like a big wave. At this moment, he seems to be a world-class strong man, showing his strength and hegemony. At the same time, he drinks, "Wu dominates the world!"

Wuyuan's eyes are cold and merciless, and the cold light is shining. The whole body's Yuanli breath is also getting stronger and closer to the fury. His whole person emits bright light, like a round of sun, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

"Wu... Ba... Tian... Xia!"

He said word by word, slowly and forcefully, the whole person at this moment, momentum is also a change, as if to become a strong man, a pair of cold eyes, overlooking Zichen.

He is like a king who looks down on the world, looking down on a mole ant in the world.

"This is Wu dominating the world. This little guy really understands it." On the high stage, several powerful people in the sky all showed unexpected expressions.

This Wuzong was one of the ultimate moves of Wuzong's decision. It was very powerful. The rise of Wuzong in those years also contributed to the success of Wuzong.

At that time, when Wuba came into being, the atmosphere of greatness, the pressure of the powerful, and the terrible intention of killing, I don't know how many powerful people were cut off, thus creating a pure land for Wuzong.

After thousands of years of development, Wuzong has become a big force.

"Wu Yuan just inadvertently understood, although even half of the power can not play out, but enough to kill Zichen." The strong man of Wuzong, speaking again, appears extremely confident and complacent on his face.

No one can understand the ultimate combat skills. There are more than ten thousand disciples of Wuzong. How many people can understand the ultimate combat skills.

"As soon as the world of martial arts and hegemony emerges, there will be no suspense, and this war will come to an end."

"Unfortunately, I thought Zichen could stick to it for a while, but I didn't see it for a long time."

The strong man of Cang Li's two families also opened his mouth. He obviously thought that Zichen would die.

On the stone platform, the eyes of some demons fluctuated, and they were surprised and shocked by Wuyuan's dominance of the world.

This is a very strong art of attacking and killing. If you want to understand it, you only have extraordinary talent."Boom

The breath of destruction is rippling. The source of martial arts on the battle platform is shining brightly. It seems that he has become a supreme figure. He can't even see his expression clearly. Only his eyes are like two cold electricity, with endless cold.

"Zichen, this is my Wuzong's strongest fighting skill. I will use it to kill you today. You will be the first demon to die in my move." Wuyuan cold mouth, sonorous voice, like a king overlooking the world, with mole ants dialogue.

"Hum, don't blow the air. If you have the ability, you will come."

Zichen is cold hum, unwilling to be outdone. The strength of Wuyuan inspires him to fight. His whole body is filled with gold, like pure gold casting. Outside his body, the Dao Dao Zhen Yuan circulates, like gold lightning, full of destruction.

"Extremely Yin!"

Zichen drank a lot and flew wildly. The seal between his hands appeared. His fingers were like spirits beating, sending out golden light and playing extremely Yin.

In the elixir field, the lightning Zhenyuan, which represents the extreme Yin, surges wildly, like boiling water, and then passes through the meridians and penetrates the body.

"Die!"

If the supreme one opened his mouth, his voice was sonorous and powerful. When Wu Yuan's killing moves arrived, he was like a giant of heaven and earth. He reached out and patted Zichen. It was just a random blow, but there was a terrible energy flowing. The whole battle platform was shaking and the endless pressure made the cracks continue to spread.

This is one of the most powerful moves of Wuzong. It has incredible power. In those years, he killed many strong men. Today, he appears again. Although his power is not one, he is no longer a strong one, but a little monk of double heaven.

If the world collapses, and the palm print falls in the sky, its power is boundless. The whole battle platform seems to be unbearable and may collapse at any time.

"Shua!"

The breath of terror came directly. At this critical moment, in front of Zichen, there was a bright golden light. With the extreme cold breath and the same destructive power, the golden light rushed to the front and hit the palm print.

"Boom

Jiyin collides with Wu Yuan's killing moves, rippling with the smell of destruction. The day is trembling and the ground is moving. At this moment, the battle platform seems to be crumbling, and the cracks in the road are spreading, like cobwebs, all over the ground.

"Boom!"

Like thousands of thunder and lightning, it explodes at the same time in this moment. All people's ears are deaf in the next moment, and there is a buzzing sound. The boundless energy is sticking and touching.

This is the touch of a strong killing move, which is shocking and frightening. At this moment, even many demons' faces have changed several times.

They asked themselves how they would deal with it.

The sky is covered with smoke and dust, blocking people's sight.

"Cough!"

When the smoke and dust dissipated and the energy dissipated, a slight cough appeared on the battle platform. Wu Yuan stood up slowly from the ground. At the moment, his clothes were tattered and his head was unkempt. With the light cough, a large mouth of blood spilled down.

"It's Wuyuan. He's still alive."

"My God, such a violent collision, Wuyuan is still alive."

"Zichen? Why is Zichen gone? Have you been killed?"

After seeing Wuyuan, everyone exclaimed.

"As soon as Wu dominates the world, who will fight against it? This is the ultimate combat skill of a great power. Its power can't be predicted. Most of Zichen is dead."

Smoke and dust dispersed, did not see the figure of Zichen, some people sigh.

An evil spirit fell down on this point, with unparalleled fighting power. However, he met with Wuba in the world.

"Ha ha!" Wu Yuan covered his chest in laughter, very happy, his front, empty, Zichen disappeared.

"I finally died. It's a pity that I wanted to cut you dozens of times. I didn't expect that the bones you were bombed didn't survive. It's a fluke." Wu Yuan stood up straight, and finally lifted his eyebrows and lifted his breath, sweeping the previous bending.

He had already seen a pair of shocked and astonished eyes below, which he enjoyed very much.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, a cry came out of the crowd, as if to remind Wu Yuan.

But Wu Yuan is still laughing, did not hear at all, even if heard, he will not pay attention to, Zichen is dead, he still need to be careful what, now it is time to enjoy the envious eyes of all people.

"You are too confident and too arrogant."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind Wu Yuan. The latter was excited and his pupils suddenly widened. At this time, a crisis appeared from the bottom of his heart.

"Peng!"

A strong force appeared from the back, and Wu Yuan was beaten out. He was in mid air and coughed up several mouths of blood.

"You...!"

Wu Yuan fell to the ground, rolled a few circles to stabilize himself, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and looked at the front in horror.

See purple Chen is indifferent to gaze at oneself, the clothes of whole body, just some fold, and medium-term full, did not hurt at all.

"No way. You're not only alive, you're not hurt." Wu Yuan's face changed wildly. His face was unbelievable, as if he had seen a ghost."Die!" He seems crazy, but he did not lose his mind. The cold light in his eyes flashed, and once again he mobilized Zhenyuan and rushed to Zichen.

Purple Chen in the eye kills the meaning to explode to flash, similarly turns into a light to go up.

The two fight again, the terrible breath in the flow, a sound like the explosion of thunder appeared.

Only this time, the two sides only fought more than ten moves, and Wuyuan was beaten, and the blood was sprinkled and fell on the chopping Chen platform.

Blood dye cut Chen platform!

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