Chapter 702

The people of the holy Dragon League were all serious and staring at the battle.

In any case, Chu Yan is a member of the Shenglong League. Today's World War I represents the Shenglong League. They all made a cold sweat for Chu Yan.

"Chen Fengsheng can go to today, in Tianhua fairy palace king one generation to become a leader, is not strong." King Qin looked at Lin ang: "Chu Yan and he are two different realms. Can they win?"

"I don't know." Lin ang looked at the battlefield, without waves in his eyes.

"Don't you care?" The king of Qin frowned and asked.

"A disciple of the Dragon League, he has never lost a fight. If he loses, he is not a disciple of the Dragon League." Lin ang said blandly, but the king of Qin was speechless for a while. If he was defeated, what would happen even if the Dragon League didn't recognize him? Failure means failure.

At that time, the reputation of Longmeng will be affected in Xianyu.

What's more, Chu Yan's talent is really very strong, but his realm is a little worse. If he doesn't fall today, his achievements will never be weak in the future.

"Kill me!" In the battlefield, Chen Fengsheng's eyes coagulated, his big hand printed, and then he showed a smile. In his opinion, the war is over.

"It seems that I overestimate you!" Chen Fengsheng shakes his head. The endless ancient characters are crushed and merged into one. Chu Yan's body disappears and is swallowed up.

"Boom!" However, at this time, a strange scene appeared, and the merged ancient prose appeared cracks, in which there was a terrible radiance.

"Not dead?" All eyes were fixed.

"Bang!" With a bang, the endless ancient prose was broken. Chu Yan stood in it intact. Then he looked at the ancient prose scattered around him and nodded thoughtfully: "so it is."

"Got in the way?" Chen Fengsheng wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped, and then his smile became more intense: "that's interesting. It's just that I'm curious, how many times can you stop me from attacking! "

"Coagulation In a flash, there are endless ancient prose floating.

"It's the ancient writings of the Chen people again!" The crowd said, this time the power is stronger than just now.

Chu Yan looked at the ancient prose with calm eyes. After a feeling, he suddenly waved his hand. In an instant, there was a faint light blooming around him. Countless words also appeared around his body. Compared with Chen Fengsheng's magic power, it was a bit similar.

"Is this also an ancient Chen prose? Can Chu Yan also

"Imitate me?" Chen Fengsheng was also stunned, and then sneered: "my Chen family's ancient prose is handed down from generation to generation, polished and finished. It can be said that it is a top-level magic power. Even if you can imitate my shape, how can you imitate my charm? How powerful is this power in your hands? "

The world also frowns, the war is coming, copy learning? This is taboo.

Even if Chu Yan is talented and tough, how can he defeat him with the strength that Chen Fengsheng is good at?

"Your magic power? You have a good look. " Chu Yan sneered. At this moment, his eyes were shining with gold. The golden ancient prose was endowed with a golden luster. If Chen Fengsheng's words were ancient words, what Chu Yan was working now was more like divine words.

"Do you deserve it?" Chuyan asked with a smile, but Chen Fengsheng's face was stiff.

He was sure that Chu Yan's power was his Chen family's ancient prose, but it was different. In that power, there seemed to be more insights and derivatives of Chu Yan himself. The golden lights, like gods, puzzled him.

"How did you do it?" Chen Fengsheng let out a low roar. Besides him, other people were also curious about how Chu Yan learned and changed Chen's ancient prose in such a short time to become his own strength.

Is it a coincidence? Or does Chu Yan really have this talent? If so, is it only for the ancient writings of the Chen people, or all the supernatural powers in the world?

If the latter, with people, you can grasp the strength of the other side, you can imagine how terrible Chu Yan is.

Of course, it's not terrible to simply copy and imitate. In the middle of the immortal realm, there are many magical powers that can be achieved. For example, some top pupil skills, or some people who have practiced shadow skills, can also borrow the power of others in the battlefield.

But only imitation, only form, no verve, not to mention ten thousand years of perception and polishing, simply can not give full play to.

Chu Yan's fear lies in that he not only imitates, but transforms it to become his own magic power.

"You don't need to know." Chu Yan's indifference to Tao is the strength of Wan Falu. Of course, he can't turn all the supernatural powers into his own use. For example, some special supernatural powers need the blessing of blood or the power of elements, so he can't do it.

And not all magical powers are suitable for transformation. It's just a coincidence that the ancient writings of the Chen people are not suitable for transformation.

"Now I'm curious. Is your Chen ancient prose stronger or my divine prose more powerful?" After Chuyan's words were finished, the golden words all over his body gave out bursts of cries, just like thunder.

"Even if you have learned the magic power of our Chen family, it is only leftism after all. How can you compare it with the orthodox ancient prose of our family?" Chen Fengsheng's eyes were full of terrible brilliance. Suddenly, the blessing of ancient words appeared on the sky like a light curtain of words. It was not over yet. It was still gathering, as if it were endless.In the face of Chen Fengsheng's ancient prose bombardment, Chu Yan also moved, and his Shenwen soared around him, just like Shenyan, evolving in the air at will.

"Boom!" There is a violent collision between heaven and earth. The ancient writing seems to go back to ancient times, revealing a strong sense of flood and famine. On the other hand, the inscriptions on the other side are more holy, as if they were Providence.

All of a sudden, the characters on both sides changed. Chen Fengsheng gathered his countless ancient writings and turned them into a spear to break the sky. When he swept out, there were thousands of spear shadows, forming a terrible light curtain and containing the power of destruction.

The golden divine script then changed into endless sword light and Peng shadow. In a twinkling of an eye, those swords seemed to destroy everything and kill heaven and earth. The sky was no longer blue, but was covered by a terrible sword curtain and filled with the whole battlefield.

Both of them are very strong. With similar magical powers, the audience of buried immortal cliff are serious.

Today's World War I is more terrible than they expected.

In the direction of Qiongyao fairy palace, the beautiful eyes of many fairies are rippling up. They all say that my fair lady and a gentleman are fond of me. However, how could the arrogance of Chu Yan and Chen Fengsheng not be the object of women's admiration?

"Kill Chu rock demon's hand suddenly protrudes, with its own sword, into the sword screen, the countless gun shadows in the distance are annihilated inch by inch.

All of a sudden, the light curtain in front of Chen Fengsheng fell apart. With a thump, Chen Fengsheng was shaken out of 100 meters before he stopped. The ancient characters around him were also scattered.

This makes his face difficult to see the extreme.

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