Chapter 1303 (1/2)
The ghost claws covered with black poison gas quickly enlarged in the pupils of his eyes, and the faces of small medical immortals and others nearby also became dignified at this moment. Once a strong man of the four-star source sect really started, it was no fun. At this time, Xiao Yan's face did not change much. While the purple flame surged in his eyes, he was in front of and behind him, At the same time, the breath on the fire wheel, which rapidly condenses the power in the palm, has become more and more terrible. As long as you wait a little longer, the Buddha anger reincarnation can be completed. Even if the old man is a four-star source sect, don't want to take it easily!
"Hiss..."
When Xiao Yan settled down again, the black painted ghost claws followed him up. Between the left and right of his body, there was still a blood mark between Xiao Yan's ribs. The black poison gas was about to spread, and then it was burned by the purple fire filled in his body. The chase between the two people was close and fast. On the other side, Xu Zhen looked at the crazy competition between the two people on the field, A look of resentment gradually appeared in his eyes. Xiao Yan's strength was far beyond his expectation. If Tang Long were not here today, it would be really difficult to solve Xiao Yan by himself. Moreover, as far as the situation in the end is concerned, even with Tang Long's strength, he may not be able to control it in front of Xiao Yan who has the avenue of emptiness.
With this in mind, Xu Zhen's mind is even more murderous. His body standing in the air is motionless. In the palm under his sleeve robe, a trace of source gas is quietly condensed. His eyes with murderous intention are staring at Tang Long's Xiao Yan. He is paying full attention to Tang Long's Xiao Yan and slowly raises a sneer at the corners of his mouth.
"Bang!"
With a low voice, Tang Long's palm was printed on Xiao Yan's shoulder. Although the latter had a unique step, he was still inevitably injured in the face of Tang Long of the four-star source sect. His powerful power burst out from the palm of Tang Long's hand. Half of Xiao Yan's body lost consciousness in a moment, and the reincarnation of Buddha's anger condensed between the palms of his right hand almost disappeared.
With one blow, Tang Long's body followed closely, and the sharp ghost claws shot like lightning. Then, when he was about to concentrate on Xiao Yan's throat, the latter's body suddenly moved backward. When the sky was changing at his feet, the void Avenue flashed one after another on his side, leaving only a gradually blurred shadow, and his body shape disappeared strangely.
The claws mercilessly tore up the residual shadow in front of them, and a cold hum came out from the nose. At the same time, the poisonous gas in the palm erupted, which directly shocked the residual shadow into nothingness. Immediately, they turned around suddenly, looked at a place in the sky with cold eyes, and said coldly:
"Boy, can you only run!"
"Hehe, the cultivation of the old man is far better than that of the younger generation. If not, I'm afraid I would have died under your hands. However, since the old man doesn't want to continue to avoid me, I'll meet the old man's requirements."
The pale Xiao Yan slowly turned and walked, and a sneer was raised at the corner of his mouth. Immediately, the right palm was slowly raised. In the center of his palm, the gorgeous purple fire wheel was whirling. A black light spot in it was as deep as a black hole. While the light spot was slowly distorted and changed, a terrible smell full of destruction also quietly filled out.
"Is this... The skill of the Avenue... But how can it have such terrible energy!"
Feel the terrible smell from the fire wheel. Rao's mind and look on his old face can't help becoming ugly. From the fire wheel, he feels a strong threat. Tang Long has no doubt that if this thing falls on him, he must die. But this level of terrorist fighting skills, Is it really what a boy in the early days of Yuanhuang can do?!