Chapter 2402 (1/2)

The breath of half step sage is completely released, just like a whirlpool extending out, and the pressure is getting stronger and stronger.

A group of friars who were watching around, their faces changed greatly, and they stepped backward one after another.

The boy beside the old man was still unaffected. He took the old man's arm and let it go. He consciously walked towards the distance.

Obviously, he can't stay here for the next battle.

In the breath of this escape, a great part all locked the purple Chen, let the purple Chen feel the pressure is very big.

But this kind of pressure has not yet made him unable to move his body. Although the half step sage is also called the great saint, he is much weaker from the real saint.

Do not need to use the power of the king, Zichen can resist this kind of breath.

The dazzling golden light released from his body, and then forced to spread, making Zichen square within tens of meters, and no air pressure.

”Some meaning!” The old man sneered and stretched out his hand to pat the purple Chen in front of him.

On his palmprint, there is a torrent of the power of the king, in which there is a great power of the saints.

Although half step sage is not as good as the real sage, he can still mobilize a trace of great saint's power.

Although it is only a trace, it is better than too many kings.

These through palm and out of the energy, in front of the condensation into an energy palm print, toward Zichen and go. With the palmprint moving forward, the palm print is also constantly enlarging. When reaching Zichen, the palm print can cover Zichen's body.

In the face of this palm, Zichen's expression does not change. He clenches his fist with his right hand, and punches toward the front.

It was a powerful and powerful blow.

After seeing Zichen's fist, the old man sneered at him. This is the top blow of the holy king. How can a simple Saint resist it.

Around the other people back again, nervously staring at the field of indirect down the collision.

”Boom

The fists and palms collide, and a wave of energy visible to the naked eye spreads in all directions.

The monks who had retreated for a long time were caught up by the later energy fluctuation and flew back with their bodies.

Some buildings in the distance also began to shake under the wave, and then one or two shops couldn't support them and fell down, splashing with countless dust.

On the battlefield, the energy is rampant, Zichen's black robe swings.

The attack of banbu Dasheng has dissipated. He stands still and blocks the powerful attack.

Looking at the purple Chen with black hair flying, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly. It was very unexpected that the other party had blocked his attack perfectly.

After, purple Chen is to feel in front of one flower, old person is disappeared in place.

The next moment, the energy around him began to surge wildly, as if by a strong squeeze, became disordered.

The old man appeared in front of him, followed by a shining fist.

This is a powerful punch of the great sage of half step. The power it carries is very terrible. There is a piercing scream in the air. The space is constantly twisted and seems to be broken at any time.

In the face of such a blow, Zichen's expression changed slightly, and the golden light was shining. He also punched out.

”Peng!”

The two fists collide and the energy vibrates. However, this time, there is no ripple diffusion, and all the energy is in the state of introversion.

This kind of introversion, let its own demand to bear the strength is also greater.

As a result, Zichen began to retreat after this fist. With each step of his retreat, the ground under his feet would tremble for a while, and a powerful force would be introduced into the earth through his body.

In this way, he stepped back more than ten steps, which stabilized his body.

Looking at the front, the half step sage also stepped back five steps.

The accident in his eyes turned into surprise. In his old eyes, a chill flashed through his eyes, and his figure disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

This time the speed of the other side, faster than before, again to the purple Chen in front of.

But this attack is no longer a fist, but a finger, like a scabbard sword, points toward Zichen's eyebrows.

”Hum!”

Zichen's whole body, energy surging, black robe crazy dance, in the face of this blow, he did not choose to use fist, but with the palm of his hand to block in the position of the eyebrow.

Palm in front, palm back in the back, block in front of.

At the same time, on the palm of the hand, there is also a power that belongs to the holy king, and the power of the holy king is scattered.

The realm of Zichen is revealed at this moment!

Don't look at the old man only one finger attack, but it is the strongest among the three attacks, Zichen must pay attention to.

”Poof!”

The finger print moves forward like a sharp sword, which easily cuts open Zichen's holy King's defense, and then points to Zichen's palm. The skin of his palm was broken a little, and then a finger hole appeared in the center of his palm.The energy surged wildly, and the fury of the breath was scattered. After breaking open his hand, the old man felt that he had met the strongest material in the world and had a strong anti shock force.

”Peng!”