Chapter 406

In a twinkling of an eye, he killed the four in the sky, and exclaimed around him, like a rough sea.

People's blood is boiling, today's World War I's mind is surging.

After two years, two years of silence, they finally saw a fierce battle. Although it was Zichen's unilateral massacre, they were still excited.

From the appearance of Zichen to the destruction of the enemy, the speed is really too fast.

By the time there was a sense of terror in the sky, the battle was over, and all four of them, together with the little genius, died.

As for the early days of the imperial air, there was no shadow of running.

Torrential breath is full of heaven and earth, a crazy killing intention appears from the horizon, and then a figure comes quickly.

"Who dares to be wild in Cangli city?" A burst of drink sounded, Cang family later Yukong finally arrived.

But what he saw was a corpse, scattered, blood gurgling, more than a dozen Yukong died, and four of them died in the sky.

"Who did it?" Yukong later explosion drink, the breath of the whole body makes people tremble, cold eyes sweep around.

"Purple... Chen... It's you. You're not dead?"

Later imperial sky saw purple Chen, that expression is like to see ghost, incomparably surprised. On that day, in the place where the sage was buried, he saw with his own eyes that Zichen was blown into nothingness by Dan soldiers.

"You're not dead. How could I be dead?" Zichen's voice is cold, such as in the nine you ring.

"Good, good, good!" Later, the sky in his eyes flashed with cold light, "it's lucky that you didn't kill you on that day, but today you come to me, you're in a trap, and you're bound to die."

"Yes, let's see who died." Zichen sneers and turns into golden light.

"Boom

The energy is furious, and the fierce battle happens instantly. This is the enemy, and we need not be polite at the moment. Lethal moves are frequent.

Above the sky, the golden light flashed. Zichen was like a god of war with gold armor. His eyes were cold and sharp, and he made a domineering fist. At this moment, the sky seems to be left with only this bright fist awn, dazzling.

In the later period, Yukong was not willing to be outdone. He mobilized the terrible yuan force in his body to meet the attack.

"Peng!"

The sound of silence explodes like thunder, and the energy ripple of terror spreads. They fight and fight each other like two electric lights.

Every shot is almost all strength, every move is a kill move.

The speed of the two people was too fast. It was like two lights. Few people could see clearly. They just heard a blast in the air.

"It's terrible. Is this the unparalleled power?"

"The purple Chen in the early days of the imperial air was able to rival the strong in the later period of the imperial air."

Looking at the fierce battle in the sky, everyone was shocked and sighed at Zichen's powerful fighting power.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

The battle between them was too fierce. The sky trembled, the ground shook, and the torrent of energy continued to rage. The buildings that didn't explode before are also crumbling at this moment, with smoke and dust all around.

The tavern, which is already crumbling, is also flooded with so much energy. Fortunately, there are no people in the tavern.

The terror energy swept through everything. All the people watching the war retreated again for fear of being affected by the energy and looked at each other from a distance.

"Thunder finger!"

A burst of drink, on the sky, flashing golden light, a fingerprint from the sky, flow terrible breath, point on the Yukong body, instant explosion.

The two sides were engaged in a series of explosions, and the terrible energy was constantly surging. It was an extremely fierce battle.

"Boom

After dozens of moves, a startling explosion came out, and a figure flew backwards from the sky and fell toward the ground.

"It's a winner or loser!" All people exclaimed, are looking at the figure.

"Peng!" The figure fell down, smashed a building, smoke and dust everywhere, when the real body revealed, everyone was shocked, it was the late imperial sky of Cang family.

Higher than Zichen two realms, did not suppress each other, but also be back pressure.

He was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, his clothes were ragged, and he was in a mess.

Look at Zichen again, the whole body golden light is bright, like a god of war, eyes cold and fierce, overlooking each other, did not get any harm.

"Were you not very strong that day, your Dan Bing?" Zichen's voice is cold, the killing intention in the eyes is diffuse, toward the imperial air to kill. On that day, the other side held Dan soldiers, but pursued and killed Zichen for a long time.

"Hum, I can kill you today without Dan Bing!" Later Yukong Leng hum, he is not willing to show weakness, wipe off the blood of the corners of his mouth, against the air, the two fight again.

He's tough, but he's not strong. This time even a hundred moves were not blocked, and he was once again bombarded by Zichen, coughing up blood and falling from the sky.

Everyone looked silly. Zichen was too strong. With the strength of Yukong in the early stage, he even suppressed Yukong in the later stage. Moreover, the winner or loser was determined in a hundred moves, and the opponent coughed up blood.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the sky was shaking. In the later stage, the emperor was coughing up blood, his face was pale and his spirit became listless. See such scene, before long, will be killed by Zichen."Does Zichen want to kill a late imperial air with her own combat power?" All people become excited, eagerly looking at the air, waiting for Zichen to create brilliance again.

Although Zichen killed the late imperial air before, but it is by virtue of the bottom card, can not calculate its own strength.

"Click!" With the fall of the golden fist, the sound of bone fragmentation sounded, and the later Yukong was hit again.

One of his arms pulled down, his bones were broken, his expression twisted, and he was in great pain.

"Peng!"

In Zichen's eyes, the intention of killing is infinite, playing one and another terrible fighting skills, and the attack frequency is getting faster and faster. In the later stage of Yukong, he is almost beaten and has no room to fight back.

People boiling, Zichen really want to kill the late imperial air, completely rely on their own real strength.

His unparalleled combat power made him destroy the enemy by two levels.

"Boom

Looking at the later Yukong, he will die here. At this time, the sky once again surging strong breath, this time, enough to have a number of Yukong later appeared.

"Dare you

"Stop it!"

...

with a burst of sound, Yukong arrived at the later stage, and they came in time. Otherwise, the one in front of him would be cut by Zichen.

The strong men in the later stage of the imperial air attack to prevent Zichen from destroying the enemy.

At the foot of Zichen, the light flashed and retreated towards the rear. He stood in the air and swept forward.

This time, there are four more Yukong, all in the later period of Yukong. One of them is about to reach the peak of Yukong.

This is a strong fighting force, Zichen eyebrow slightly a wrinkle, even if he is a day warrior, also can't be hostile to so many people at the same time.

"Third brother, are you ok?" The strongest of the four spoke. This was a middle-aged man in blue, with small eyes and a cold look.

"It's OK. I can't die for the time being." Known as the third younger brother, is the Yukong who fought with Zichen before. As soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed up blood again. The injury was obviously very serious. This makes the other several people's eyes more intense.

"Zichen, you are so brave. You didn't kill you last time. You didn't cringe with your tail. You dare to come to our Cangli city and spread wild. Today, you will never come back." Next to him, a late imperial air blast drinks, his eyes twinkle.

"We must kill him today. We can't let him escape any more!" Yu Kong, who suffered heavy damage, covered his chest and looked at Zichen with a face of resentment.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you want to fight, you can fight. You can see who lives and who dies." Zichen's voice was still cold, but her expression was dignified.

"Kill!"

At the same time, he sent out a blast to kill Zichen.

At the foot of Zichen, the golden light flashed, showing the speed of the world. He wandered between the attacks and fought with the five imperial air.

With an enemy of five, even if there is no double combat power, Zichen seems to be very hard, at the moment, only rely on speed, constantly Dodge, sometimes hit.

However, every blow he made was a fatal attack, and no one dared to be careless.

"Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!"

In the twinkling of light, Zichen dodges three attacks, smashes one with one punch, and dodges to a later imperial air in front of him, playing a domineering punch.

"Boom

The reappearance of Ba Yan's fist caused the world to tremble, and the void was constantly distorted as if to be broken. The dazzling fist light made people unable to open their eyes.

"Poof!"

Later, Yukong tried to resist, but he was still beaten, spitting blood, and his body was flying backwards toward the distance.

But it's not a fatal injury. After the enemy flies back several hundred meters, it's another rapid attack to join the battle.

"Boom

The explosion sound constantly rings, Zichen's world is extremely fast, at this moment, is to show endless edge, dangerous and dangerous to avoid a series of attacks.

"Peng!"

With one punch, a spirit soldier appeared a crack, like a spider web, and the light of his whole body was dim.

It is worthy of the spirit soldiers used by the late imperial air. The quality is extraordinary. Zichen can break a fist in the imperial air period, but it has not been broken.

With each strike, Zichen's body will have a momentary pause, and then several attacks will fall. With the cooperation of the imperial air in the later stage, Zichen's pressure is greatly increased. It is obviously unrealistic to chase a man to kill him.

And this battle, has been a fierce battle for a long time, must have alarmed some patriarchal level old strange, Zichen has decided to retreat.

However, before this, we must kill a late imperial air, which can be regarded as Liwei.

"Shua!"

At the foot of Zichen, the golden light flashed again, dodging several attacks in an instant. At the same time, he chased after the imperial air at the later stage of serious injury before.

The other side also early has the guard, the body shape twinkles, toward the side dodges, does not fight positively with the purple Chen.

But the next moment, his whole body, suddenly surrounded by black light, fleeing body, suddenly a slow, as if suddenly fell into a quagmire, action became slow.

"No..." the sudden change made him cry out in horror.All around the black light, the moment was free, but at this time, Zichen killed, hit a Bayan fist.

"Peng!"

With such a fist, the heaven and earth trembled, and the imperial air was beaten again in the later period. But then, Zichen pointed out a finger to the other side.

The golden finger print falls, points in the other party's eyebrow, the lightning energy explodes instantly.

This is a heavy blow, at this moment, the late imperial air, is unable to resist, the whole head with lightning energy explosion.

One of the later Yukong was killed.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

But at the same time, several attacks were chopped on Zichen, and his perfect body was pierced instantly. There were three blood holes on his body, and blood gurgled out.

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