Chapter 150 (1/2)
Do what you say and do it, never muddle along.
The stimulation before, just for the kill move at this moment, Ling Yun hands, purple Chen satisfied.
”Boom
Zichen's whole body, surging out of boundless breath, Daodao golden light full of the whole body, like a gold armour God of war, in the face of Lingyun whistling attack, Zichen raised his fist.
The air gave out a sharp whistling sound, as if it had been broken, and kept surging. The fist was bright and powerful, and with a mountain like breath, it hit Lingyun.
”Peng!”
The dull sound broke out, and Zichen's fist, like a mountain, destroyed the withered and decayed, and the golden light filled his fist. One blow broke Lingyun's congenital attack.
This scene happened very quickly, before all the people were not optimistic about Zichen, they thought that the other party was impulsive, but at the moment, a blow down, Lingyun retrogression, people's expression instantly produced fluctuations.
”How could it be?”
”How hard to shake Lingyun?”
All people can't calm down, looking at Zichen as if looking at a monster in general, a blow back high his two realm of Lingyun, but he himself is motionless.
”Good boy, there are some means. I underestimated you before, and only used 20% of the force.” Lingyun face a burst of iron green, gnashing teeth.
Purple Chen light smile, don't care at all, ”I never high see you, before just used 10% strength way, did not expect you so bad.”
”You... You die!” At the top of a sentence, Ling Yun has nothing to say. He only hears a roar. He sends out his strength again, two fingers and swords. The sword Qi of Dao Dao shoots out fiercely, which is powerful.
”It's really a small sect. It doesn't even have any decent fighting skills. Do you think you can suppress me with energy?” Zichen sneered, his expression was indifferent. He lifted his fist and hit him. The golden light flashed and his sword spirit was broken.
”Ah, ah!” Ling Yun is in a hurry, and he is angry. His black hair is standing upside down. His strength in the late congenital period is displayed crazily. He makes a series of sharp attacks.
”Boom
The whole body of Zichen glitters with gold light, and plays all kinds of boxing light to easily resolve these attacks.
”What a terrible constitution, what a tough body.”
”The fist is just like a congenital sharp weapon. It can't be broken without breaking anything, and it will do no harm.”
People's expressions changed again, and the surprise in their eyes became more and more prosperous. After several fights, Zichen didn't use extreme speed. She just used her fist to break up Lingyun's attacks again and again.
You know, Lingyun was born late, two levels higher than the other side, and was suppressed at the moment.
”It's a genius.”
”A true genius is as powerful as a monster.”
No one dares to look down upon Zichen again, at this moment, their expression becomes very dignified.
”Boom
Zichen blows his fist and falls, and Ling Yun's attack is scattered. The torrent of energy rolls around. Fortunately, here is big enough and spacious enough. Otherwise, their energy aftershocks will naturally collapse here.
”Boy, die.” Ling Yun is completely crazy. His powerful strength can't suppress the other party. His eyes are cold and his right hand is like lightning. He stretches out to the side like lightning. With a clang sound, the sword comes out of the sheath, and the cold light is shining.
When it's not necessary, Ling Yun doesn't want to use weapons. Now that the long sword is scabbard, it's naturally a killing move.
”Chi!”
A sharp sword Qi appears with a strong chill. The temperature in the air drops instantaneously, just like the cold winter months. The sharp killing intention makes people feel shocked.
”Lingyun has used weapons. It seems that he wants to fight quickly.”
”This man is just a congenital strength. He can force Lingyun to use weapons. His combat effectiveness is terrible.”
”Zhanwuzong is famous for its war, and the ice frost sword technique is even better. It seems that the victory or defeat will soon be known.”
”For frost sword, this boy is finished.”
People low sigh, the essence in the eyes twinkles, even now, no one is optimistic about Zichen.
”Hum!”
Zichen's cold hum, the whole body's golden light is more bright. In the face of the icy sword light, he clenched his fist again, and the golden light of Taoism flowed on the double head body surface, like water flow. Then, a mountain like breath appeared.
Qingfeng seal, the attack and kill skill of Yunxia City, was integrated into the fist by Zichen. Although its power is not as powerful as that of India, it is definitely not comparable to the fighting skills of a small sect.
With one punch, ripples appear in the space, and the breath of terror begins to diffuse. An air wave visible to the naked eye surges around.
”Peng!” ”Peng!”
Many tables, chairs and benches are broken, sawdust is flying in disorder, and sword light and fist light have a big collision at this moment.
”Boom
The light of the fist is bright. It radiates golden light. It is like a big mountain or a big mountain. With a heavy feeling, it falls down in an instant.
”Boom
At the same time, Zichen's fist fell on Lingyun's weapon, and the crack spread. Finally, the weapon was broken.”What?”
Field, all people color change, a few people are involuntarily stand up, shocked looking at Zichen.