Super Great Fortune Teller

An Zaihuan asked these fierce ghosts not to harass Wang Qian for the time being. Now an Zaihuan wants to see what kind of power Wang Qianjie's fingerprints can have.

In his opinion, Wang Qian is just a person of first-class cultivation.

Buzz, buzz!

Electric currents emerged in front of Wang Qian's eyes.

"Palm thunder!"

Wang Qian's palm has condensed a palm thunder.

The palm Lei didn't look big, just floating in the palm of Wang Qian's hand.

Seeing the range of the palm thunder, an Zaihuan said sarcastically: "this is it?"

Speaking, an Zaihuan condenses a palm thunder.

Mo Cuicui, who is not far away, is involved by tens of thousands of fierce ghosts at the same time and has no way to escape.

Seeing an Zaihuan's palm, Lei beat Wang Qian.

Boom boom!

A huge Thunderball is the size of a basketball.

At the moment of lightning, the factory was as bright as day.

Wang lin'er closed his eyes.

It's terrible.

This is the first time that she saw the hands of practitioners, and also the first time that she knew that an Zaihuan had so many means hidden.

"Die, Wang Qian!"

The terrible thunder ball went straight to Wang Qian.

Looking at the thunder in his palm, Wang Qian's eyes flashed cold.

This is an excellent opportunity.

"Go

Wang Qian put the palm of his hand into the ball lightning.

The volume of the two is out of proportion.

However, the next second saw Wang Qian's palm thunder directly smashed the spherical lightning, and then the aftereffect was not reduced, and he went straight to an Zaihuan.

Facing Wang Qian's palm thunder, an Zaihuan's face showed an angry look.

"How could it be?"

The power of Wang Qian's palm thunder is even greater than his Wupin thunder.

However, the next second.

An Zaihuan directly let Wang lin'er stand in front of him.

Wang Qian quickly pinched the mantra in his hand.

Pa Pa!

The palm thunder dissipated in the air.

An Zaihuan just took a deep breath. There was a look of fear in his eyes.

"How could it be?"

"Yipin? Have this kind of strength? "

An Zaihuan never thought that a person can produce this kind of terrible seal in a product.

Even Wang Pingchuan, not far away, had a look of shock in his eyes.

"It's a fairy trick!"

"Yes! It's absolutely divine means

Where did Wang Pingchuan see such a terrorist attack.

The fighting between the two practitioners directly opened the door to another world for him.

Although he had been to the black market in the past, he never knew that the practitioners had such terrible power. The most important thing was that the two practitioners were fighting for their own daughter.

This makes Wang Pingchuan a little more proud.

"Wang Qian I now order you not to use the spirit power again. If you use the spirit power again, I will kill her now! "

At this time, an Zaihuan's face was ferocious. He had never thought that a friar could bring him such a big threat.

It is clear that he has calculated all the fighting power of Wang Qian.

But why does this guy still seem to have other cards?

Now an Zaihuan knows that he has only one card in his hand, which is Wang lin'er's trump card.

Only by making good use of Wang lin'er's trump card can we continue to play with Wang Qian.

In the side of Jin Sanli, see Wang Qian call out palm thunder, already feel some wrong.

"Although the leader of Xuanmen is a product, he can't be underestimated! Young master, let's leave here immediately. I feel this guy's danger! " Jin Sanli was a little anxious.

Wang Qian is so weird.

Boom!

Above the sky came a dull thunder.

A rainstorm is brewing.

Wang Qian looked up at an Zaihuan.

An Zaihuan's hands have pinched Wang lin'er's neck. It seems that she will break her neck in the next second.

This kind of distance, Wang Qian also did not have any assurance to save people.

And there are many talismans on Wang lin'er's body.

"An Zaihuan, let her go." Wang Qian stepped directly on the steps.

"Jin Sanli, I'll give you a chance to make contributions today."

At this time, an Zaihuan showed a smile.

Hearing an Zaihuan's words, Jin Sanli felt cold.

"Young master I... " Before he could say more, an Zaihuan took out a lighter.

Pop!The flame of the lighter set a lock of hair on fire.

A strange scene appeared, and a cloud of black smoke formed.

Then a strange face appeared in the smoke.

Jin Sanli didn't have time to make other reactions, he had sucked the black smoke into his mouth.

"Young master, this is..." Jin Sanli covered his neck and cried bitterly.

Soon, Jin Sanli's face was covered with black blood vessels.

When he turned to Wang Qian again, there was no human emotion in his eyes.

Wang Qian felt that the devil was coming out of the cage.

"Kill him..."

When Jin Sanli heard an Zaihuan's words, he went to Wang Qian step by step.

"Wang Qian, you are not allowed to use Daoism. I'll see how you deal with him. Remember that once you use Daoism, I'll explode her talisman immediately. At that time, Wang lin'er will be blown up in front of you. I'll leave you the choice of whether to die or let Wang lin'er die."

An Zaihuan's voice is full of endless bitterness.

Wang Qian's performance has been beyond his expectation.

Not long ago, the news of his failed engagement came back to h country, and some people in the family had begun to attack him.

They are no longer in a stable position.

Because of this, he had to prove it to his family.

Wang Qian looks at an Zaihuan who is falling into madness and shakes his head slightly.

Jin Sanli went to Wang Qian step by step.

Wang Qian squints at Jin Sanli.

In less than ten seconds, Jin Sanli's nails were as long as a dagger.

"Kill you..."

He stabbed Wang Qian's neck like a machete.

When attacking Wang Qian, Jin Sanli is still in a daze.

Wang Qian is the only target in his eyes.

Facing, he rushed past Jin Sanli.

Wang Qian sighed.

Although he lost all his accomplishments, he had practiced the pure Yang drunken sword formula before.

The moment before Jin Sanli's nails came to Wang Qian's neck.

Wang Qian dodged lightly.

Brush!

The nail stuck to Wang Qian's clothes and stabbed a hole.

After that, Jin Sanli's wrist turned into an incredible angle.

It's like someone broke his hand.

Five fingers came out of the back of the hand.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid it would be impossible to prevent.

However, Wang Qian is still a light wave of sleeve.

A move drunk Xian Tuo clothes, occasionally, seize the sleeves of Jin Sanli.

Pop! It's a big noise.

Jin Sanli directly hit the railing, neck strange bend.

"You!" An Zaihuan's eyes almost stare out.