Chapter 2093 (2/2)

”He really hid his strength before!”

In the crowd's cry, the power of a fist, straight swallow Chu words!

All around, the wind and the waves swept in.

Cracks appeared out of thin air, and the roads were shaking.

In Chu Yan's eyes, jingmang suddenly blooms, as if it were countless swords. At this moment, it collides fiercely and sparkles countless sparks.

I didn't underestimate Mo Buyu from the beginning, that's right!

I didn't feel that I was sure to win because I beat Mo Buyu twice in a row, that's right!

This mobuyu is a brand new ”person”.

To face the strongest enemy, to deal with him!

As soon as he read this, Chu Yan took a breath.

This breath, instantly around dozens of miles of air and aura, are absorbed clean, in an instant, it becomes a vacuum.

The next moment, he was facing the surging hurricane black hole, his blood gas soared, his arms were like towering huge trees, like Wanren mountain, like Qiu Jienu dragon, with the same punch.

”Blood sacrifice Dafa!”

A fist of blood surging, turned into a huge wave, the river east and West, a torrent of miles, directly into the depths of the void, and Mo Buyu rolling from the wuxiangmieshengou, a fierce collision together.

In a flash, hurricane explosion, black hole collapse, endless shadow, as if to build out a field of destruction.

Infinite explosion, suddenly appeared.

Although tianyazong strengthened the void this time.

But at this moment, layer upon layer of rupture, or appeared.

The void is like a crispy cake, crackling, countless cracks, constantly appear, full of heaven and earth.

Countless buildings, in an instant, fly to dust.

Even many monks on the Fairy Island in the distance felt their spirits tremble at this moment. Many of them turned pale and trembled. They could not even say a complete word.

”This... This...”

”Mo Buyu even shook Chu Yan face to face and didn't fall behind...”

”As expected, after all, before this... He, he has not lost...”

In the intermittent discussion of the public, Chu Yan and Mo Buyu fight again!

”Chu Yan, you will die today!” Among the mischief, there was a roar of ”samsara boxing!”

It's another blow. It's turbulent and chaotic.

In the void, condenses a fist.

All the space, all toward the boxing style active concentration in the past, deep fried.

The power of a fist, bombardment and down, instant lethality, can destroy everything.

At this time, Chu Yan was completely exposed to the power of this fist.

At this time, the monks who saw this scene felt that their heartbeat was still, their breath was stagnant, and their spirits were oppressed into a piece of waste paper, rolling in the wind and drifting alone.

In the face of this terrible oppression, Chu Yan did not panic, his eyes were calm, and his aura burst out.

”Heaven's punishment!”

Sobbing, sobbing!

Six swords in different colors whirled around his right arm.

”Hongmeng Xinghe formation!”

The endless sea of stars suddenly appeared like a whirlpool.

Scattered stars, at this moment, people feel as if the moment came to the universe.