Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 262 Too Underestimated This King
Immediately, Jin Senyang's phantom disappeared and was reduced by half.

And one of these phantoms, Jin Senyang, looked at this scene with cold eyes, thinking in his heart, what a Brahma Qingtian, with such a powerful ability, no wonder so many people failed to assassinate you!

The golden buck rabbit teeth reflected a golden light, and Jin Senyang's cunning eyes said secretly, "Although I can't kill you for the time being, I will always make you bow your head for your high profile."

At the same moment when Fan Qingtian's attack was exhausted and half of Jin Senyang's phantoms were killed, the figure of one of the countless Jin Senyang disappeared instantly.

Appearing again, the figure of Jin Senyang quietly appeared beside Fan Qingtian, and the palm of his hand raised a force enough to break mountains and rivers and bombarded Fan Qingtian's body.

In an instant, he sensed that danger was coming, Fan Qingtian's eyes froze, and he wanted to resist, but it was a step too late.

Jin Senyang's heavy blow landed on Fan Qingtian's back.

'Kacha' heard the sound of bones breaking, and the corner of Fan Qingtian's mouth overflowed with blood, and he leaned forward and flew out.

The pain in his body spread, and Fan Qingtian's handsome face turned pale in an instant.

Although he was in pain, Fan Qingtian didn't frown, his eyes became colder and bloodthirsty, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly became more dignified.

Resisting the pain, the sword in Fan Qingtian's hand fell to the ground and dragged out a little sparkle.

The tip of the sword drew a long sword mark and left it on the ground. With the help of the sword power, Fan Qingtian stopped his body that was leaning forward.

Standing firmly on the ground, Fan Qingtian immediately turned to look at Jin Senyang who was attacking her.

Smiling at Fan Qingtian, Jin Senyang said, "King Fan just admit defeat, maybe he won't be threatened with his life."

Looking at Jin Senyang, Fan Qingtian's pale face curved slightly, he reached out and gently wiped off the bright red corners of his mouth, and said proudly and unyieldingly, "Boss Jin only has this chance to hurt this king."

"Oh, that's right, then don't say I'm not showing mercy to you!" After saying those words, Jin Senyang's figure flashed, and once again mixed into the countless Jin Senyang's phantom group.

Immediately, countless Jin Senyang spun around and moved around.

Jin Senyang, who fell into the phantom group of Jin Senyang, can no longer tell which is real and which is fake after rewashing his figure.

The murderous aura around him silently permeated, Fan Qingtian looked at all this with cold eyes, and said indifferently, "Boss Jin thinks that this king can be trapped with such a formation, it is too small to underestimate this king."

There was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. The injuries on his body could not stop Fan Qingtian's movements. Fan Qingtian's hands were transformed, with white light around his fingertips. Illusion, rebuilding the original form, obeying orders, suppressing..."

Following the mantra that Fan Qingtian chanted, a white line ran under Fan Qingtian's feet at this moment, as if he was drawing a pattern.

Is it the formation?Although Fan Qingtian can't find a way to break the formation for the time being, it is still possible to change the situation of the formation.

Changing the advantage of the formation will consume all of Fan Qingtian's spiritual power, and it is also very dangerous. Once it is backlashed, the consequence will be that he will be injured.

She knew the danger in her heart, but Fan Qingtian didn't want to be bullied by others. She swore that as long as she lived, she wouldn't let others humiliate her!

The real Jin Senyang in countless Jin Senyang phantoms doesn't know what Fan Qingtian wants to do, but Jin Senyang will never let Fan Qingtian succeed.

Immediately, countless Jin Senyang waved their hands together, turning into vines and sweeping towards Fan Qingtian.

Countless Jin Senyang launched an attack together, and the attacks of countless vines were like dancing claws, densely besieging Brahma and going away.

And just as those waving vines were about to sweep over Fan Qingtian's body, Fan Qingtian had finished chanting the mantra, and immediately, a surge of spiritual power flashed from under Fan Qingtian's feet, drawing a complex array pattern.

All of a sudden, the array pattern under Fan Qingtian's feet burst into light, releasing a strong white light, illuminating the space dazzlingly.

And the atmosphere inside the formation suddenly changed, and the dull breath oppressed the people, who were a little suffocated and suffocated.

At the same time, the vines that were about to kill Fan Qingtian were about to wrap around Fan Qingtian's body. Fan Qingtian's face remained calm, but his eyes were full of killing intent.

Concentrating on the sword, Fan Qingtian twirled his fingers, and the sword that pierced the ground in front of him immediately rose up, suspended in the air, and swept towards the attacking vine with Ling Han's sword energy.

The sword light and cold front flickered, cutting off all the attacking vines at once.

With a bang, the sword was inserted into the ground again, and the blade trembled, ready to shatter any attack.

At this moment, the real Jin Senyang, who was standing among countless phantoms, felt that his formation was suppressed, and the energy of the formation was gradually unable to be used.

There was a trace of astonishment in his eyes, Jin Senyang didn't understand how Fan Qingtian could suppress the formation he had set up!

And at this moment, Jin Senyang felt that the energy in his body was constantly being suppressed, leaving him with the feeling that his strength had nowhere to go.

Of course, Jin Senyang didn't know that there was a formation that could suppress the trapped formation of the formation. This was Fan Qingtian's original formation.

Fan Qingtian spent a lot of effort researching this formation at the Shenguang Pagoda!
The purpose is to counter pressure the formations that cannot be broken, and give Fan Qingtian time to break the formations.

At the same time, this formation can also restrain the energy of the person who casts the formation in a short period of time.

At this moment, just at the moment when Jin Senyang was stunned, Fan Qingtian had already seen through the real Jin Senyang among the countless Jin Senyang.

With a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, Fan Qingtian's figure flashed, as quickly as a meteor could not see the figure, and before he could blink, Fan Qingtian had already arrived in front of the real Jin Senyang.

Before Jin Senyang could react to attack Fan Qingtian, Fan Qingtian had already reached out and strangled Jin Senyang's neck.

Before he could resist at all, Jin Senyang was captured by Fan Qingtian, staring at Fan Qingtian's magnified handsome face with wide eyes in shock.

Surrounded by bloodthirsty and murderous aura, Fan Qingtian tightly strangled Jin Senyang's neck and lifted Jin Senyang up. His pale face was only cruel and ruthless.

There was a hint of blood in the amber eyes, and the corner of Fan Qingtian's mouth overflowed with blood, but his face seemed to be smiling.

Such an expression is like a rakshasa from hell, bloodthirsty and cruel, which makes people frightened.

His throat was tightly strangled, Jin Senyang's feet were hanging in the air, his face flushed and he was a little out of breath, but feeling the murderous aura lingering on Fan Qingtian's body, seeing the expression on Fan Qingtian's face at this moment, Jin Senyang's eyes couldn't help There was a trace of panic on the cloth, a kind of fear from the bottom of my heart spontaneously emerged.

(End of this chapter)