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Chapter 252 The Unbelievable Last Wish Mission Goal

Yes, severe pain, there is only severe pain. Ye Chen has already refined his body to this point. All the acupoints are gone. There is no such thing as an ordinary person's vital point. Jue Seng Wuxiang was hit by Shi Zhixuan's palm on the top of a hundred acupuncture points, he would definitely die, but he only felt the excruciating pain, but there were no obvious injuries.

As soon as Shi Zhixuan slapped his palm, before the other great masters arrived, Ye Chen had already punched Li Yuanba violently. The veins on Sha Bo's big fist were bulging, breaking through the void forcibly. Countless small black lightning bolts danced on the surface of the fist, preparing to Li Yuanba who was hugging him shrank his pupils sharply, he felt a deadly threat hit his heart, and there was only one thought in his mind, that he couldn't block the punch, and he moved his elbows together in front of him.

"boom!"

The black lightning on the surface of the veined iron fist first touched Li Yuanba's elbows. His eyelids jumped again and again, and he felt as if his arms were being cut by countless sharp knives, and then a force that almost suffocated him hit his elbows. Forearm, an unimaginable force swept over mountains and seas, the ground several meters below his feet suddenly sank, countless dust rose up and was pressed down by invisible forces and spread to the ground, just like sprays from the stage. The cloud and smoke cover a range of tens of meters.

"what!"

As Ye Chen punched down, Li Yuanba's hard steel-like elbow muscles were crushed down without any resistance. The iron fist was pressed into the arm muscles, and the bones of the arm were faintly bent, and the air was slightly vibrating, as if in the air. foretells what will happen next.

Feeling the signal that the muscles and bones of his arm were about to break, Li Yuanba couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately pulled back, releasing the force he had endured to his feet with each step, stepping on big pits, and countless bifurcated cracks of different sizes from the His feet spread out in all directions, like spider webs spreading on the ground.

At this time, the attacks of the other three great masters had arrived. Ning Daoqi pointed at his tightly closed left eye, and the incomparably pure internal force passed through the eyelid which was tougher than a steel plate, causing his left eyeball to sag and bulge. It almost exploded directly.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and kicked out, the tip of his toe cut through the void like a sharp razor, and forced Ning Dodge back with a sharp howl.

At this moment, the emotion on Tianjue Seng Wuxiang's face faded like a tide, and his whole body turned into an indifferent and heartless Buddha, and he slapped the Mingmen acupoint on his back with a palm, the power surpassing that of the great master erupted steeply, and there was an ear-piercing scream Amid the sound, a thin ring of light spread from between the golden palm and his back, like a sharp blade cutting through the air, creating a bottomless crack on the ground.

Monk Tianjue directly exploded his trump card, Ye Chen couldn't stand anymore, and his whole body couldn't help but staggered and flew out.

At this moment, Fan Qinghui, the master of Cihang Jingzhai, flew a sword and hit him precisely in the throat. With the help of momentum and the sharpness of the sword, he finally cut his skin. The sharp blade cut open the muscles on his neck and stabbed him. In the middle of the neck, blood instantly sprayed on her body like an arrow, dyeing her white skirt red.

Ye Chen pressed the wound with his left hand, and grabbed the sword with his right hand as fast as lightning. With a turn of Fan Qinghui's wrist, the sword also rotated in his palm. A large canopy of sparks erupted in his palm. He snorted coldly and squeezed hard, and the spark in his palm disappeared , Hold the tip of the sword tightly and lift it hard, the terrifying power even the great master can't resist, Fan Qinghui was brought over with a sword, and when the sword in his hand was loosened, he raised his hand and punched it down.

Shi Feixuan exclaimed:

"Master, be careful!"

After speaking, the light of the sword in his hand flashed, and he handed out the sword.

Fan Qinghui's complexion changed slightly, but he remained calm in the face of danger, and he slapped the fist with his right hand, ready to use his strength to retreat.

At the same time, Ning Daoqi had rushed to him and slapped his chest.

Tianjue Seng Wuxiang slapped Ye Chen's big acupoint on the top of Ye Chen's head without hesitation. If he did not dodge and was shot, even if he had developed golden muscles and fine bones, he would still suffer serious injuries.

But Ye Chen's movements didn't change. The moment Wuxiang slapped his head, the golden palm fell straight down and pressed on his shoulder. There was a bang, and the terrifying force made him rush forward. Taking a step forward, Ning Daoqi hit her chest with a palm and knocked her back a few steps, her palm was numb, while his punch hit Zhong Fanqing Huiyu's palm directly, she groaned and used her strength to back off.

But at this moment, Ye Chen turned his fist into a palm as expected and grabbed her palm and pulled it forward, leaning forward with his right shoulder and bumping into her.

With his strength, if it hits the ground, even the grand master will be half disabled.

"Mr. Ye, please spare my master!"

Shi Feixuan's begging sound transmission appeared in his ears, but his movements became more ferocious instead, ignoring that Tianjue Monk Wuxiang turned his palms into claws and grabbed them into the thick muscles of his shoulders, slamming into the captured Fan Qinghui.

At this time, Fan Qinghui's face finally showed a trace of panic, but it only disappeared for a moment before it turned into firmness, and instead of retreating, he rushed towards him with a sword.

Ye Chen looked cold, ignoring the sword in her hand and slammed it down.

Just when the meteorite hit the ground, a thousand weights were tied in one shot, and it was about to knock her to death in the next second, Ye Chen's heart suddenly throbbed, and a picture flashed in his heart, a trace of astonishment appeared on his face, full of The face was unbelievable, and the strength mobilized in the whole body disappeared without a trace at this moment. Even though Fan Qinghui hit her with the sword, she pierced his body with the sword with all her strength, and pierced into the abdomen.

"It's you!"

Ye Chen didn't even look at the wound on her lower abdomen, stretched out his hand to press her back and squeezed her chest, his eyes were fixed on her, and he looked back and forth on her beautiful face, his eyes were full of disbelief:

"There are so many mountains and rivers, there is no way out, and there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. It doesn't take much effort to get here. You have brought it to your door."

Ye Chen was full of surprises in his heart at this time, just now his heart was throbbing, the flashing image was the last image of this Advent Body before death, which was his last wish, that woman turned out to be Fan Qinghui, this Cihang Jingzhai's contemporary Zhaizhu, this was completely beyond his expectations.

He has thought about many famous chivalrous women in Jianghu, including Shi Feixuan, Wanwan, and even Shi Qingxuan, and even wanted to meet her when he finds time, but he never thought about the woman in his last wish mission. It turned out to be Fan Qinghui, which was completely beyond his expectation.

"You can't run away!"

He kicked the stunned Fan Qinghui's legs and threw them aside, grabbed the sword that was still stuck in his chest, drew out the sword that was still stuck in his chest, and stabbed it with his backhand in the void, and a phantom flashed However, a part of his clothes fell down, and Shi Zhixuan's figure appeared not far away out of thin air. He looked in surprise as a corner of his clothes was cut off.

With the sword in his hand, his threat level is a bit bigger than before. The physical bodies of the great masters are not as good as he can block the sword. With his strength, once he strikes, life and death will be separated instantly.

(End of this chapter)