"One person alone to nine saints? ! This is a little interesting! "
At that time, the whole Tianzi Jufeng people noticed that the nine mysterious pulse dragons in the battle of heaven and earth moved the aura of heaven and earth to wreak havoc, which also cast a heavy shadow on more people’s hearts.
If it weren’t for Meng Chen’s sake, I’m afraid the nine great saints would be after them at this time.
By now, it is clear to all that we are all in the same boat, grasshoppers. Except for the 100 extremely large and lucky people, no one here can escape death in the end.
White-haired teenagers make everyone tremble!
"Do we want to shoot?"
"Waiting for the opportunity to let me see that small is not a good product!"
Many young geniuses of Tianzi Giant Peak stood in the distance and watched Meng Chen fight with the nine saints.
Boom
In the distance, Meng Chen finally exchanged hands with the nine holy envoys. At that time, the aura shocked the heavens and the earth and several spiritual storms raged!
"Every slave dies!"
One of the nine saints, a stout young man, took the lead in squeezing his fists and printing his fists, and the white mans bloomed like the sun!
Looking at people in the distance, this bright white mountain print is full of tears and transient loss! I feel fascinated by this pair of boxing marks!
"A every slave! Fuck you! "
Meng Chen surly from a white-haired boy when it comes to every slave, he was very unhappy! This kind of overlooking tone makes Meng Chen wonder if these people are born with batting practice! Now is the right time to vent one!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At that time, Meng Chen pushed the inflammatory Yang fist to the extreme, and his fists were faintly blazing!
Now Meng Chen’s instigation of Yanyang Boxing is easier than easy!
Yanyang Boxing, which was deduced by the word Daoyan tablet, has reached the first level of real martial arts power at the prefecture level!
Boom!
Behind Meng Chen, a virtual shadow and poor fist print emerged, like a meteorite falling across the opposite saint!
Turn the world into martial arts!
"This fellow has actually broken the artistic conception of martial arts!"
"If you want to explore the artistic conception of Wushu, you should not only look at the evolutionary potential of Wushu, but also integrate it to the extreme! In this way, it is extremely demanding for practitioners to understand! "
"It’s not enough to have that understanding! Otherwise, the genius is extraordinary and talented? How many people can be worthy of martial arts? "
"Wu Yijing is not available to great wisdom and perseverance!"
Many people in the distance saw the virtual shadow behind Meng Chen.
Although all the people here have one or two prefecture-level Wushu skills, some people still have world-class Wushu skills.
But few of these people can cultivate martial arts artistic conception with a true martial arts skill …
Bang, bang, bang!
Fist to the flesh can stir!
If the aura of heaven and earth is compared to the sea, then the saint opposite Meng Chen is like a boat in the middle of the sea, which may capsize at any time!
Wu Yijing’s motivation can continuously mobilize the aura of heaven and earth around him to arouse the vision of heaven and earth.
"Ha ha ha! Cool! "
Meng Chen attack more and more fierce! He deliberately suppressed his own strength test, and the cultivation achievements were not motivated.
But even so, at this time, the stout saint across the street is already weak and tired!
"What are you still doing! Give it to me! Kill him! "
The stout saint’s face was ruddy, and he held back a mouthful of blood gas, and he slammed his fist in the face of a storm.
"I didn’t expect this fellow to be so difficult. Wait a minute. You will find the right opportunity to leave with the virgin first!"
At this moment, a tall and thin young man among nine people is facing another voice track around him
"Still want to rob can? Get over here and die! "
Meng Chen and other divine beings are tall and thin, and a saint intentionally looks at Meng Kexin in the distance, but he can’t escape this scene naturally.
When Meng Chen took back the fist seal and drew out the tooth behind him, he glanced coldly at the nine people opposite with cold murder.
Meng Chen swore an oath after Meng Kexin was taken away by Langxie and the old woman.
He will never let anyone take her away from him again.
"Knowing that Nuzhen can you stop me from waiting for nine people to attack together?"
"Let you see the gap between ants and immortals with your own eyes today!"
"Sword up! Hey! "
As nine people drink together a monstrous suction from behind nine people!
A mighty and vast spiritual force poured out from the nine human bodies, and this celestial aura also came with the tide …
A vast virtual pressure nine people head gradually condensed … Spread …
"This … this is Hirayama?"
"This breath is far beyond the scope of Yuan Dan’s territory in dzogchen …"
"Nine people … nine swords … is this not nine swords-"
In the crowd, a teenager who is longer than the average boy looked at the nine saints in the field, and his eyes were suddenly scarlet. Even the whites of his eyes were completely transformed, and his mouth was faintly exposed with sharp fangs …
"drink! Die! Fannu! "
"Nine swords!"
"hey!"
It took dozens of breath for nine people to come apart, and at this moment, nine giant swords across the sky also stand in vain!
Brilliant Tianwei can’t be stared at!
Some talented fighters in the distance, this Tianwei is even more difficult than looking up at it …
"It turned out to be a three-style-nine swords!"
Meng Chen eyes flashing eyes this scene is a bit familiar.
At the beginning, Liu Hong, over the rainbow’s hand bridge, and Liu Ke, an ancient outsider, all did similar moves.
Except for the difference in breath and power, Meng Chen is almost sure that both of them must be of the same ancestry.
The three styles are divided into nine swords to kill the demon, nine swords to kill the fairy and nine swords!
Only by putting these three types together can we really count the magic sword-
Now Meng Chen has been carrying the nine swords of the devil, but now I didn’t expect to meet the nine swords of the immortal.
"Look at that fellow. Didn’t the former Falun Gong take away the saint of the temple?"
