Chapter 1767 (1/2)

At the same time.

”No shame!” The anger of HaiHou Shenzi is burning. It's madly burning. The voice becomes more electronic and weird. The purple halo all over the body suddenly becomes rich.

Raise your hand, it's a punch.

Directly in front of the cross teeth.

The fist is a purple stone fist. When the fist is held, it is obvious that the fist mark is much bigger than what you think. When the purple is accumulated, the breath is ready, and the fist mark is magnified wildly. The diameter of the fist mark is about one meter in the blink of an eye.

”Whoo!”

Punch out.

The mood of the road roars and neighs and stabs the soul, as if to annihilate everything.

The rules of mass destruction are frightening, the rules of high speed are treacherous, the rules of great power are shocking, the rules of great impossibility are rampant, the rules of great anger are shouting, the rules of great cohesion are boiling

Six rules of blessing make the purple fist print more and more brilliant, and the breath of death is like opening the door of hell, whistling from the hell, directly locking the space where Su Chen is.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

In the space where Su Chen is, he only hears the sound of tearing. Then, all the air and space, just like entering a hydraulic press, are crushed into nothingness by the horrible breath of death, leaving endless wandering chaos.

What's more, it's hard to imagine the power breath emerging from this purple fist print.

Strength is strong enough to set everything in order.

Around, a lot of people present, are breathing a stagnation, eyes bright, only feel the sweat pores are twitching and contracting.

”The absolute power of more than four trillion dragons!” The water enchanting murmurs to oneself, under the veil, the beautiful Mou deep place is a rich fear of inconceivable.

More than four trillion yuan, this figure is really horrible.

For a simple example, the power of an absolute power of a general hypocrite is the power of one or two trillion dragons.

And if the general martial arts practitioners at the level of gods are on the first level, their absolute power will double to three trillion dragon power.

Can roar God son, direct to the power of four trillion dragon.

It's really appalling.

Even water enchanting herself can barely achieve the attack power of this number. Of course, her other advantages can be made up. However, even if she can make up for it, she has the most confidence to press the sea and roar at the son of God.

And water enchanting the same mood, as well as Chen Chan and others, are also very dignified.

Water enchanting, Chen Fang and so on. As you can imagine, the other martial arts practitioners of all ethnic groups who are weaker in strength have white faces and white faces. Their throats seem to be stuck with something, and their breathing is not smooth.

Xue hanyue and Zhao Lingxi, both of them, are even more direct, without any hesitation.

After the fist of hailuoshenzi was smashed, the only thing the two women felt was the will to die. It was so strong that they even believed that Su Chen would die in the fist. How could they wait? Mind a muddle, a blank, only hands.

Yin Yin is a little better and calm. However, her breath is also fluctuating. A pair of playful and delicate beautiful eyes become extremely dignified. She locks on Su Chen and looks at her face. Seeing Su Chen's face, she is still quiet, indifferent and secluded. She just slightly grasps her teeth and forcefully oppresses the emotion she wants to use her reason.

”Hum. Su Chen. Your time of death is finally here. ” In the distance, Gu Taisheng's face is still expressionless, but his heart is excited and free, but he is filled with madness.

On the other hand, it's too smart. It's a little frown. It's very strong!!! Better than she thought!

Su Chen, can he be an opponent?

She didn't want Su Chen to die in the hands of HaiHou Shenzi.