Chapter 662 (2/2)

Immediately, Ji crazy God understood, his fist is not without effect, the power is still, just blocked by the other party!

And the price paid by the other side is the destruction of this magic weapon.

”You --”

At that moment, Ji crazy God felt heartache because of the destruction of the broken wave sword.

He had seen for a long time that although this huge sword was not a half step spirit weapon, it was definitely the top of the sharp weapons.

Now, in order to protect the people behind him, Chu Yan gave up this sword.

”You see they have already fainted. Even if you pay so much for them, do you think they will know and appreciate you?” Under the anger, Ji crazy God can't help yelling, ”you fool, if a monk wants to be promoted, he must fight with heaven and earth for all cultivation resources, and they are all rivals for your resources, you fool!”

”You are wrong.” Chu Yan's mouth turned up. ”How do you know that they didn't pay for me in the past, and --”

Chu Yan laughed: ”they always believe that I will protect them, and I will live up to their expectations. It's better to be in a coma. In this way, I can kill you with all my strength!”

Ji crazy God breathing a stagnation, immediately understand the meaning of Chu words.

”You have a card, too?”

”There are many. Come and have a try!” Chu Yan burst out laughing, ”ten thousand li idle court!”

Boom!

As soon as the air burst out, Chu Yan rushed to Ji crazy God and hit him with a fist: ”strangle the angry dragon!”

”What I think it is, it turns out it's martial arts, and I don't even use weapons.” Ji crazy God eyes emerge a thick irony, ”in this case, I will send you on the road, red blood devil king arm!”

At such a close distance, the air suddenly condensed into an arm, like a hundred year old giant wood, sweeping toward Chu Yan. Ji Fanshen believed that the other side had no hope to escape.

At this time, Ji crazy God found Chu Yan Mou emerged a smile.

”The evil dragon of the yellow spring!”

When the two fists were about to collide, Chu Yan's left hand, and even his whole arm, suddenly burst out a fierce, fierce, ferocious, and ferocious breath.

The faint dragon chants, make Ji crazy God's face white.

At this time, he saw the dense inscriptions on Chu Yan's arm.

”Body lines! You have body lines, too

Shocked and angry, Ji Furen screamed.

Before the tattoo, Ji Fanshen had learned something about the danger of tattoo, and he had heard about it for a long time.

But he didn't expect that today he could see the friars with body lines twice in such a short time.

And these two friars came from the broken Star building, which was not good at fighting.

”Is the broken Star Building spelled like this now?”

When she thought of this problem in her mind, Ji Fanshen felt that her fist was like hitting a steel mountain.

With a click, his arm bone and finger bone cracked instantly, his skin was torn, and a large amount of blood line was shot out.

But at the same time, Ji kuangshen's fist power also revolved around the air, heavily hit Chu Yan's chest and abdomen, and shot the other side's blood arrows and fell out.

Back two steps, Ji crazy God steady body shape, arm uncontrollably shaking, pain eyebrow corner keep twitching.

But he still laughed wildly: ”what about body lines? I didn't expect that you were also a body refiner, but you were not beaten by me.”

Before the words were finished, Ji's eyes suddenly widened, and the last word ”death” was stuck in her throat, so she couldn't speak.

Because at this moment, he saw Chu Yan slowly stand up from the ground, it didn't look like he was badly hurt.

Seeing his opponent's puzzled and angry look, Chu Yan raised the corner of his mouth and pulled apart his tattered shirt: ”I'm sorry, I have the skill of training body, and at the same time --”

”Defensive technique!” Looking at the light blue film that envelops Chu Yan's body, Ji crazy God squeezed out four words between his teeth.

Taking a deep breath, Ji kuangshen clenched his fist and made a crackling sound. He looked at Chu Yan: ”I should have thought of that. How could a monk like you master only one skill in the period of pulse setting?”