Supreme Pill Saint

"Die for me!" Wang dried up in silence after a breath, suddenly burst to drink.

Only to see, he raised his right hand suddenly, the light was hot, Xuanqi was arrogant, wrapped his fist and smashed it.

It's a very clean and skillful fist, without any drag. Moreover, it's obviously a very high-level martial art. The fist seal is locked and directly bursts. The terrible breaking force is almost no leakage. All of a sudden, it pours towards Su Chen's chest.

If you are locked by such a fist, even if you are immortal, you will be seriously injured.

However, no one in the Lingwu pavilion was surprised when Wang dried up his hand. The fautu area was originally a place where people would kill people if they didn't agree with each other. Chi ~ ~ was so cruel and naked that Wang dried up suffered such humiliation. It's beyond many people's imagination to be able to bear it until now.

At that moment, almost at the same time when Wang dried up his hand, Su Chen, who had been quiet and indifferent as usual, raised his head abruptly. There was a sharp breath on Su Chen. Well, there was only a trace.

Then, Su Chen also raised his right hand!

Punch it out.

There is no accompanying martial arts.

Yes, it is the power of 3.5 million dragons under the transformation of three forces and the compression of divine power. Su Chen didn't even use the sky fist, because there was no need.

There is no time interval, because Su Chen and Wang dried up too close, two fists, directly collided together!!!

Touch!

The sound of embrittlement in the air continuously brings out air cracks that are more than 10 square meters in layers.

With the sound of fragmentation, Wang Wei's whole body is flying backwards, just like a bullet shot suddenly. The speed of the body flying backwards is still very fast, and it turns into a streamer in the air. In a blink of an eye

Boom!!!

Wang dried up and flew out of the Lingwu Pavilion directly. He nailed it on the ground mercilessly. With blood and broken bones, he was seriously injured and dying. It was not sad.

Wang's whole right arm is gone.

In Lingwu Pavilion, it is clear that it is a sound of breathing cool air one after another.

The boy of the five layers of the Juji realm defeated the two or three layers of martial artists of the ancestral realm.

Is it wrong?

For a while, in the Lingwu Pavilion, many martial artists' eyes twinkled fiercely, and their hearts were greatly collided.

There are also martial arts practitioners who can fight over the level in the gate of Tianshang fire.

However, it is rare to be able to overstep seven or eight levels at one time.

The 23-year-old newcomer did it. Moreover, it seems that he did not move, his breath did not change, his eyes were light, as if he had not done his best.

This is horrible!

It's no wonder that only the five layers of the celestial realm can join the outer gate of the heavenly fire gate with an edict.

"Master, my robe." In silence, Su Chen looked at the old man who was checking the oracle and distributing the robes, and said.

With Su Chen's opening, Ye Cheng also opened his mouth. He stared at Su Chen deeply. He put away all the previous contempt and contempt, and added some solemnity and killing meaning: "brother, is it a little heavy? They are all going to be a clan. Don't you understand the basic mercy? "

Su Chen didn't answer.

He took the robe from the old man.

Ye Cheng is three steps closer to Su Chen.

Maybe it's meddling, but he's determined to do it. First, he needs the friendship of Wang's family behind Wang dried up. Second, Su Chen has such an attitude. If he looks at Ye Cheng with such an open eye and doesn't care. If it's spread out, he'll become a joke in the ninth place of the whole outer door. People need to face it.

"Get out of the way." Seeing ye Cheng blocking his way, Su Chen opens his mouth and is still quiet and indifferent. There is no difference between seeing ye Cheng and seeing Wang Wei.

"Go to apologize to Wang Wei and compensate some Fu Tu Jing. It's OK. Otherwise, hehe New people, or to have new rules. " The sword in Ye Cheng's hand trembled a little. For a while, there was a palpitating taste of sword in the air. When ye Cheng's sword was talked about by all the disciples of tianhuomen, it would change.

"I'll just say it once, get out!" Su Chen's eyes are deep and quiet, depressing, and there is no mood fluctuation in his voice.

So hard!!!

Even in the face of Ye Cheng, is it so hard?

In Lingwu Pavilion, many martial arts practitioners hold their breath. Just joining the outer gate, they are going to fight against the ninth one. This is the first time in the history of the outer gate.

However, Ye Cheng is not Wang Wei. Don't look at Su Chen seriously injuring Wang Wei. In their opinion, 99% of Su Chen is not Ye Cheng's opponent.

This twenty-three-year-old young man, on the fifth floor of the dome, was impulsive.

"You're the third one in the outer door, the first two of whom are dead." Ye Cheng's eyes slightly shrunk, and a pair of eyes suddenly became extremely dazzling, just like two sharp points of breaking soul stabbing Su Chen's eyes.

Accompanied by the sound of swords.

Ye Cheng, draw your sword.

The process of Ye Cheng's drawing the sword is to draw out the sword. A sword light rises from the endless abyss, from nothing to something, from cold to hot, from dim to shining.It is clear that the whole hall of Lingwu Pavilion is filled with the taste of sword.

Sword means essence.

The sword is shapeless.

The heart of the sword is merciless.

This sword, quick!!! Really fast! It's not a speed! It's a kind of sword!

This sword, from the law, artistic conception, voice, speed, explosive power and so on, is the best choice. Together, it is an extremely high-quality attack.

The sword point is locked in Su Chen's chest. When a sword comes out, Su Chen feels that his heart doesn't belong to him. The illusion that a sword point will penetrate his heart rises abruptly.

"It's an amazing sword, but it's a pity that you met me." At the same time, Su Chen is still quiet. He mumbles to himself.

Then.

Abrupt.

Heavy sword in hand.

Su Chen is like chopping at random. He drives Chongshen sword to gather the sword in the air on the left side of his eyes.

Ding!

As soon as the heavy magic sword was raised, the sound of piercing the eardrum began to ripple.

It's not very loud, but it's extremely sharp.

With that sound, the sword meaning filled in the whole Lingwu Pavilion seems to disappear at once, just like the sun shining into the dense fog jungle.

Many martial arts practitioners vaguely saw that the sword of Ye Cheng was broken under the heavy divine sword of Su Chen.

"You..." Ye Cheng's breath suddenly stopped, his eyes twitched and he was shocked beyond description. His sword just now was with all his strength and without any hands. He was confident that no more than ten people could take it.

Moreover, even if there are ten or so people who can take over, they will have to pay some price.

Where's su Chen?

That's it?

Or is it light and easy, with no price paid?

How is it possible?

Ye Cheng is really scared.

How could su Chen capture his sword so clearly and definitely?

How did Su Chen do it? Of course, because of the most powerful spirit!!!