When Tang De came here and saw the ruins ahead, he understood everything.
Just, he did not know Zichen, had not seen, did not know more, then asked: "who are you?"
The regiment's people scattered, their faces at the moment showed panic, Zichen's fighting power was too strong.
At present, in this legion, I'm afraid only Lord Tang De and Lord Methodist can suppress it.
"I am the one who will kill you!"
Zichen in the eyes of cold awn a flash, but there is no nonsense, so toward Tang De rushed.
"Arrogant!"
Tang De's eyes became cold and fierce. The light on the custom armor broke out, and he punched out.
This fist carries the strong breath, and meets the thunder light turbulent fist.
A huge earthquake, strong fluctuations scattered, Zichen and Tang De each retreat.
At this time, purple Chen's body surface, thunder light shining, trying to invade the body of the divine light completely destroyed.
In Tang De's case, the thunder could not invade his body.
This strike, even and powerful, caused an uproar around.
"Only seven grades of flesh can block my attack. It seems that your strength is not low."
Tang De looks at Purple Chen to say faintly.
Zichen smiles coldly, thunder light surges again on the body, thunder and lightning nine die at this moment, he is excited to the limit, he appears in Tang De's body side instantly.
"Hum!"
Tang De cold hum, clenched his fist to attack, light up around.
It is a roar again, powerful concussion, purple Chen body toward rear delimit.
Shua!
As soon as the figure is stabilized, it disappears again.
Thunder covered all around, and the sound of roar kept ringing, and his attacks fell on Tang De again and again.
Tang De stood there, calm confrontation, the spirit of continuous sputtering.
The strong waves spread, like the rolling waves in the sea, and the people in the distance retreated one after another.
Tang Deben is the strength of bapin, in addition to that, he also has custom-made armour. He has strong combat effectiveness and is the number two figure of the Legion.
His strength, in the eyes of all, is taken for granted.
At the moment, Zichen, who only has seven grades, can even draw with Tang De without battle armour to provide combat power. This is very incredible.
The monks and others in the distance were very satisfied with the battle. They did not expect Zichen to kill Tang De, but as long as they were not weaker than each other, no one dared to provoke them in this area.
This naturally includes the blood scorpion army.
"Shenyan palm!"
A big drink belonging to Tang De rang out, and the breath in front of him suddenly changed. In the light of the sky, a blazing breath suddenly burst out.
As if there is a flame burning, converging into a huge palm print, toward Zichen patted down.
Boom!
The palm print of God is broken, the energy of God is scattered, and Zichen's body retreats.
His whole body is full of thunder, dissolving the powerful power contained in the previous palm.
"You are not my match."
Tang De, dressed in custom armor, stares at Zichen with a cold voice.
"Is it?"
Zichen smile, smile became a little cold, he clenched his fist, the force of thunder surged again.
Tang De's eyes flashed with disdain. The other side used this trick before.
Boom!
But in the next moment, Zichen's strength fell into a frenzy, boundless thunder, mixed with the thunder of yin and Yang.
Zichen used his strongest strength.
Shua!
He's as fast as a blink in front of Donald.
With a quick reaction, Tang De turns around and slaps it down.
The palm print meets the thunder light, which has the power of yin and Yang.
With a huge bang, Tang De's body, standing in the same place, retreats to the rear.
Look at Zichen again, the figure is just a flash, it is to dissolve that strong force.
"What?"
Seeing this scene, people's faces in the distance all changed greatly, especially drew. He didn't expect Zichen to become so terrible.
"Shua!"
Zichen body shape moves again, again to Tang De in front of, is a boxing out.
His fists, filled with the air of extreme fury, fell on Tang De.
It's a very fast punch. It's too fast for Tang De to stop him. His body is hit by a punch.
On top of his custom armor, a ripple was created to block the blow, but his body flew backwards.
In the face of many of his men, Tang De was furious. His hand flashed and a sword appeared.
He holds the sword in his right hand, and the lines on the sword body and the custom armor also shine.
At this moment, his spirit and spirit all ascended to the peak and cut off with one sword.
This sword blocked the space, making Zichen feel great pressure.The light of the sword soon reached the top of his head, nowhere to avoid.
"Shua!"
A flash of light flashed by, and the long knife came out of its sheath and blocked on top of his head.
Hum!
When swords and swords meet, powerful waves spread out, with the smell of destruction, causing the crazy distortion of the surrounding space.
The right hand holds the knife to block the long sword, Zichen clenches the fist with the left hand, one fist strikes toward the front.
At this time, Tang De is also a palm shot down, the palm print on the aura, emitting a blazing breath.
Boom!
The light of thunder explodes, Tang De is hit by Zichen.
After using all the strength, Zichen's combat effectiveness is much bigger than Tang Deqiang.
Poof!
The upside down Tang De coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his face was shocked.
He obviously didn't think that he was injured by the seventh grade.
What's more, the seven grades have not been equipped with battle armor. If he wears armor, will he not be more vulnerable?
Seeing this scene, monks in the distance are very excited, but the most excited mood is Kang mo.
Zichen's combat power is so strong now. If he can refine a suit of armor for Zichen, his combat effectiveness will be more powerful than now, and he will be able to sweep away Tang De.
As for Tang De, he was also very disgusted.
In the hand long knife returns scabbard, Zichen walks toward Tang De, his pace is not calculate very fast, but give Tang De great pressure.
He's getting ready. The light of yin and Yang and the light of thunder are shining, and his breath is getting stronger and stronger.
It's like a person walking towards the top of the mountain.
The next moment, he went to the top of the mountain, looking around at the mountains.
He had reached the peak, holding the long knife in his right hand and pulling it out of the sheath.
The loud and clear chant of the sword resounds through the world, and a touch of the brilliance of the match falls, carrying the breath of climbing to the limit, and falls in the head.
This Dao, whether it is speed or strength, has reached the best state of Zichen and is also the strongest blow.
In addition to the three kinds of energy, there are eight Dao meanings. If there is something missing, it is the lack of the bonus in the field of Dao.
Tang De shouts and raises his sword.
A roar.
Tang De flies upside down and breaks his sword.
There was a long knife mark on his chest above the special armor.
Poof!
After flying back dozens of Zhang, Tang De coughs up blood again.
Zichen's expression is indifferent, the murderous opportunity is revealed in his eyes, and his right hand falls again on the long sword that has been returned to the scabbard again, making a faint force.
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