Vol 3 Chapter 618: Earthquake force (2/2)

This time, Zi Yan did not use the shield stick.

Instead, standing in the same place, watching the sacred front.

After many personal experiences, he already knew where the power of the holy spell came from.

The explosive power of the doctrine is only for the things that come into contact. Once it is not in contact, the power of the explosion is of no use.

St. Lun's approaching, the swaying force of the purple scorpion began to flow rapidly, forming numerous ripples appearing around, and at the foot.

A strong breath came on the way, like a huge wave, picking up the sables and hair of the purple.

St. Lun arrived near, and a sword fell.

Ou Li held his breath, and Zi Yan could not turn defeat into victory. See if he could seize this opportunity.

I saw the feet of the purple scorpion, and stirred up more shackles. These shackles and the coming waves seemed to form some kind of resonance. At the moment when the long sword was about to fall, his body changed direction.

It seems that the purple cicada is just a move, a flash, it is extremely easy to avoid the sword of St. Lun.

”This is the power of the earthquake, he really realized it!”

The nervous European force shouted excitedly.

Under the turbulent turmoil, Zi Yan came to the side of Sheng Lun, gently shot a palm, countless turbulence waves flowing in his palm.

St. Lun stood there, and there was nothing in the body, as if it were a painless attack.

He immediately held the sword and crossed a sword mark from the side.

The shape of the purple cicada has disappeared, and on the other side of St. Lun, it is another palm.

As before, the understatement does not seem to have any power, and then the figure disappears again.

The sword of St. Lun arrived again, and still did not reach the purple.

The purple scorpion appeared on the side of St. Lun for the third time, and the light attack reappeared.

This scene seems to be like the sacred swords chasing the purple scorpion, which makes the sables have a good chance, but it can not make an effective fatal blow to the sacred.

The shape of the sable is moving again and again, every shot is powerless, but even so, the face of the sable ~~ is also pale at a very fast speed, It seems to use a powerful technique that causes too much consumption.

No one knows this reason.

Only Europe.

At this moment, in addition to his excitement, his heart is still more shocked, because the purple cicada has been shot six times.

In the six attacks that seem to have not much power, each hit contains an infinite amount of shock, and these forces are hidden and cannot be erupted immediately.

This requires difficulty, but it is great.

And with the superposition of the number of times, the difficulty will become larger and larger.

Of course, the power is getting stronger and stronger.

A full eight strokes!

The scent of sable is very weak and the speed is greatly reduced.

Jianguang arrived, crossed the purple chest and tore his black robes.

He stepped back and his face was pale as paper.

But his eyes are very bright and his expression is uplifting.

Because of his resurgence, he reached another height.

He mastered the power of the earthquake.

”Hey, see how long you can hold!”

Sheng Lun holds a long sword and indifferently points to the purple scorpion. He has suffered eight attacks at the moment, but it is unscathed.

And Zi Yan just said a word, ”Shock!”

The power hidden in the body of St. Lun broke out completely.