Chapter 1215 (2/2)

Anger turns to kill!

Chen Peng is in favor of the center of the vortex. With the choice of the Tomahawk, he continuously absorbs the blood in the whirlwind, and his blood is full of blood. All kinds of terrible murders are diffused out, which is like a turbulent tide, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

Whoa!!

Suddenly, the Tomahawk flew out of the air and turned into a blood tiger. With its bloody wings, it looked like a sky tiger.

As the blood tiger roars and moves, the ground splits inch by inch, and the power of Qi and blood is surging. Behind him, Qi and blood form a bloody sea wave. The endless blood waves stack layer by layer, raising the attack power to a peak level!

This one!

I'm afraid it can match the most powerful strike of the demon king!

Besides, the Tomahawk is a second class immortal tool!

”Buddhism in boxing!”

Ye Chen murmured, and the way of silence floated from behind. The dry river gushed out and haunted his right hand. With the fist seal pouring out, a Buddha Kingdom appeared in the lonely fist strength. Tens of thousands of Buddhas chanted scriptures at the same time, and countless scriptures poured out with the power of extinction!

The power of silence!

It has the ability to consume vitality.

It also has such terrible lethality, which can be regarded as one of the most powerful attacks under the God state.The seals wrapped in thousands of Buddhist scriptures hit the blood tiger, and the Buddhist scriptures hit the blood wave, shaking the aftershocks, destroying the facilities around the challenge arena directly, and shaking the ground to crack like a spider web.

Bang bang bang!!

Under the impact of Buddhism, the blood tiger began to crack and its strength was weakened.

The power of silence can also dissipate the power of the other party. The huge fist seal of several Zhang is pressed on the blood tiger's body. Only a cry is heard. The virtual shadow of the blood tiger is broken, and the half broken blood colored sea waves impact on the seal.

Hoo Hoo Hoo!!

Whoosh!

Around the seal, thousands of silent Buddhist texts are born again, crossing and scattering, hoping for a wave of annihilation blood.

With the sound of the road breaking, the blood waves of tens of meters wide were broken and turned into bloody crystals.

The seal of jimie fist, wrapped with the Tomahawk, flies away, like the God of death in the abyss, holding Chen Peng down!

”Damn it!”

”Tianpeng spreads its wings!”

Chen Peng murmured, and two pairs of blood color virtual shadows appeared behind him. The blood color virtual shadows were harder than spirit tools, and they crossed each other to protect Chen Peng's front and form a protective shield.

The second grade fairy ware was repulsed by Ye Chen!

If we don't use our blood force, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous today!

Chen Peng's blood, in fact, is the blood of a statue of Tianpeng. The blood can be transformed into two blood color virtual shadows, which can resist attacks and sometimes become swords.

Clang! Clang!!

Clang!!

The seal of the fist is wrapped with a Tomahawk and bumps into the blood shadow.

The Tomahawk whirled the bloody shadow and rubbed it out of the way of Mars, and immediately burst out a startling Qi and blood. A dead blood tiger appeared, and a powerful breath swept across all directions, shaking people's hearts and lungs.

”Asshole!”

”You use my Tomahawk.”

Chen Peng was so angry that he could not speak. The Tomahawk he had just shot out was captured by Ye Chen. He also used his special ability to show his attack just now to attack himself. He was damned!

Immediately, a stream of extreme Qi and blood appeared in his chest, struggling to block it.

He doesn't want to be killed by mole ants. Once his defense is broken, the power of the second grade immortal is enough to destroy his body!

But the violent power from the opposite side made him more and more frightened!

What kind of monster is Ye Chen!

Emperor Ming didn't step into the realm of respect. I don't know what kind of rubbish blood is. But at this moment, he was born with a trace of fear!

Yes, it's fear!

It seems to be the fear of the strong in the spirit state!

A mole ant with a low military plane is even afraid of the strong one at the high level!

How could it be!