Chapter 197 (2/2)
The fist awn appeared, as black as ink, with a terrible smell, detonated the air and made a piercing explosion sound.
This is a very strong fist, called ”breaking fist”, which means that nothing can not be broken, nothing can not be destroyed, and its power is extremely strong.
”Boom
Zichen also hit a fist, the golden light is surging, most of the sky is golden, stabbing people can't open their eyes.
The appearance of the fist awn is like a mountain like mountain. It is a combination of a fist, which is equally powerful.
”Bang!”
The fists and fists collided, and the terrible sound broke out. The boundless air waves were surging, and the breath of destruction was flowing.
”Shua!”
Zichen flashed up and finally got close to Wu Xiong. He cut out a sharp sword Qi and at the same time, he made a strong fist.
”Boom
In Wu Xiong's hand, the long knife is as black as ink. It breathes and breathes a millisecond of light. It cuts out a blow and blocks the sword Qi. However, he is also retrogressed by the impact.
As for the fist awn of Zichen, he was almost seriously injured.
Wu Xiong retreated, and his Qi and blood were boiling. He was praised as a genius and almost defeated all the same level of Wuzong. But today, he was suppressed by Chen long, and his strength was one level lower than himself.
”How terrible!”
”Worthy of being a barbarian, this kind of fighting power is definitely the fighting power of demons.”
”After several battles, Wu Xiong is now under pressure.”
All people marvel, some geniuses are more eye blinking, they ask themselves, on the purple Chen, not necessarily can be better than Wu Xiong performance.
”Now I'll see you on the road.”
”I'm not ashamed of it!”
The two men rushed to kill again. The breath of terror kept surging, and powerful fighting skills appeared.
”Smash!”
”Cut the green peak!”
All kinds of combat skills constantly fight, the torrent energy is constantly rolling, creating a storm out of thin air.
”Die!”
Finally, the two collided again, like two meteorites. Then there was a big bang. A destructive storm centered on the two people and spread around.
Blood sprinkles, Wu Xiong flies upside down.
His hair was dishevelled, his whole arm was dripping with blood, and his palms were convulsed and dripping with blood.
With Zichen on the body, under the perfect body, Wu Xiong is injured.
”Did Wu Xiong get hurt?”
”I'm not wrong. Chen long, who fought for a long time, actually injured Wu Xiong.”
”Die.” Zichen's whole body was bright with gold. He looked at Wu Xiong coldly. His eyes were killing. The thunder and lightning at his feet appeared and rushed to Wu Xiong.
”It's you who died.”
Wu Xiong clenched his teeth and swung his knife again. The sharp blade, with a terrible breath, destroyed heaven and earth.
”When!”
This time, Zichen didn't wave his sword but blocked it. Instead, Zichen used his fist, which radiated golden light. It was like a magic hammer. It hit the blade. A huge force came out through the blade, and Wuxiong suddenly flew backwards.
”What, he even blocked Wu Xiong's blow with his fist. How terrible is this flesh body?”
”Although the weapon is not a spirit weapon, it is not a common product. There is no problem in cutting iron like mud, and Chen long has not been cut off.”
Everyone's tongue tied, incredible, Chenlong's physique is really terrible.
”Boom
In the end, Zichen's foot stepped on thunder and lightning nine times, just like an electric light, rushed to Wuxiong and made a violent blow. The golden light was constantly flashing, with a terrible breath. Wuxiong was like a sandbag, which was hit dozens of meters and coughed up blood.
”You...” Wu Xiong turned pale and coughed up blood. He didn't expect Zichen to be so powerful.
”Die!”
The purple Chen gets the reason not to forgive a person, in the eyes of a group of shocked and appalled, rushed to Wu Xiong.
”Peng!” ”Peng!”
He took up his sword and clenched his fists with both hands. The attack fell like a raindrop, dense and terrifying. After dozens of fists, Wu Xiong was hit again.”I don't believe it.”
Wu Xiong was covered in blood and dishevelled. His expression was ferocious and embarrassed. Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, he felt that his face had been completely lost, and he was deeply humiliated. He gritted his teeth again.
”Boom
This time, the time that Wu Xiong sticks to is shorter, his heart already disorderly, after a few moves, again by Zichen dozen fly.
”Pa!”
At the same time, Zichen flashed up, waved his palm, and the palm print kept falling, making a sound of slapping. Zichen flashed out his hand like lightning, and when Wu Xiong didn't react, he directly slapped the other side a dozen times.
”I'm not wrong. Wu Xiong was not only defeated, but also slapped in the face.”
”This purple Chen is too terrible, how powerful is his fighting power?”
People speechless, in the eyes of horror, Zichen again rushed to Wu Xiong, killing moves frequently show.
”Peng!”
With one punch, Wu Xiong's whole body flew out and coughed up blood.
”Dong!”
The fierce attack shows that the bones of Wu Xiong are cracking.
Wu Xiong is very embarrassed. He is chased by Zichen. He coughs up blood and dishevels his hair. He has no dignity.
”Die!”
In Zichen's eyes, the opportunity of killing is diffuse, and the sword appears again. The cold turns into a light, and rushes to the eyebrow of Wu Xiong.
This is to kill a blow, purple Chen moved to kill Nian.
”Boom
But at this time, a violent breath appeared from Wu Xiong, like a sea of destruction.