v4 Chapter 129： Emperor (2/2)

A solitary bone palm emerged in the void, with more than 300 feet in the palm of his hand, and it was white, as if it was buried deep in the ground for millions of years, and it was endlessly fierce. The violent white evil spirit burst out from the bone of the middle bone, and wrapped it firmly inside. There was a faint roar from the twirling sound, as if it could directly penetrate the monk's mind and reverberate in the Yuanshen space. It was weird.

The bones emerged, trembling slightly, and then turned into a streamer and twirled, and went straight to Xiao Chen to shoot.

boom!

Bone palms traversed along the way, and the tremor of the void shattered, as if torn by a magic palm, revealing numerous dense cracks, crisscrossed like a spider web, generating extremely fierce visual impact.

Don't fall into magic!

The coercive breath radiated from this boned palm at the moment, even if the monk Yuan Ying faced great deterrence, he was able to tear up the space, so the power has exceeded the limit of Yuan Ying's combat power, and he has not been promoted to the next level.

The release of the Bone Ring contains magical powers. Although it is not a monk who does not fall, the explosive power is comparable to that of a monk. The killing of the monk Yuanying is only between the backhands.

Emperor Yang's face was gaunt, with endless resentment in his eyes, ”Go to death! Give me to death!”

The return of Huang Quan's ancestors, the role of the Bone Ring to guard the ancestral gate is optional, it can only be regarded as a self-defense treasure, so at this moment, the Emperor Yang will not hesitate to use it. He wants to kill Xiao Chen in one fell swoop and avenge his son. Scrub the Zongmen shame. And today is the day of celebration for Huang Quanzong. The decisive battle to kill Xiao Chen can undoubtedly greatly increase the power of Zongmen. This emperor's shot is not without such a mind.

The Seal of the Bone Ring Seal Supernatural Power was only barely able to reach the level of no falling, but after the ancestors of Huang Quan's ancestors, the power of the supernatural power rose sharply. It has completely reached the initial level of no falling, so this Emperor will be so confident that Xiao Chen Kill instantly.

Huang Quan's ancestor nodded, his eyes were full of appreciation, his heart was decisive, and he suddenly shot and killed instantly, which could further improve the reputation of the Zongmen. This emperor's central bank matter made the old ghost very satisfied, and looked at Xiao Chen. Can not help but reveal the coldness. Dare to be his enemy, Huang Quanzong, naturally be prepared to be killed on the spot.

Huang Ji Jinyun's mouth slightly angled. Although he has no resentment with Xiao Chen, the ambiguity between him and Zi Yan is enough to make this person extremely dissatisfied with him. At this moment, seeing Xiao Chen in a dead end, Huang Jiyun is naturally Glad to see.

Ziyan Qiao's face was pale, her lips were only closed together, and her eyes were filled with despair. She did not expect that the Emperor Yang would have such a means, and a direct shot would be a magical power.

As for the monks in other parties, at this moment, they are all pale. Although it is clear that Sovereign Huangquan can rely on the magic power of such magical powers, he still can't help producing awe, and his eyes are full of fear.

Right now, no one is optimistic about Xiao Chen.

After all, without falling into the magical power, the monk Yuan Ying has no resistance at all. This is beyond doubt.

But at this moment, they absolutely can't think of it. In just a few years, Xiao Chen today is no longer Wuxia Amon of the past. He hasn't seen the magical power in the early days.

Raise, chuckle, and shake your head.

In the face of this bone shot, Xiao Chen was bland, with a touch of indifference at the corners of his mouth. At this moment, he stepped forward without a step, and said lightly, ”The magical power you could hurt me, but in Xiao Chen's view today, it is really Too weak. ”

The voice dropped, with one arm outstretched, and gave a firm grip to the bone palm.

”broken!”

With a word of exit, the mighty bones of the powerful and fierce and fierce breath suddenly trembled, and then in the countless monks' horrified eyes, the space around the object was twisted and twisted momentarily, as if under endless pressure. In the bending of this space, although the blur is not real, the crisp ”click” sound is clearly introduced into the ear.

A light sound, although extremely inconspicuous, but fell into the ears of everyone at this moment is tantamount to a flat thunder and a thunderous bang, shocking them to look white, eyes widened, and revealing a state of dismay.