Chapter 291

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Seven figures hit Yanzheng at the same time, six of them disappeared in an instant. Only one in front of him, his right fist, was pounding Yanzheng's chest... Strangely, Yanzheng's body just tilted back for a few minutes, and Wu Sansi's fist was like being sucked, and his action was frozen there.

Drink!!

A second later, Yan Zheng suddenly raised his eyebrows and gave a thunderous drink. The red light around his body seemed to find a vent and rushed away from the place where Wu Sansi's fist was hit. Wu Sansi immediately felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer and flew backwards in a painful groan. When his body was close to the ground, he calmed down and twisted his body, His feet were firmly absorbed on the ground like a magnet, and he didn't fall down, but his face was flushed with a clear red tide.

"The 'thousand heavy illusory body' is unpredictable, which is really hard to defend, but your skill is not as good as me. When you release the illusory body, you must disperse your power. My northern emperor's Yan soul formula can not only release your power with both hands, but also every part of your body. It can be said to be your natural nemesis of the 'thousand heavy illusory body'. Don't use these fancy things. If you want to surpass me, use your strength and strength honestly. " Yan Zheng turned his back and said coldly, just like an elder preaching to his younger generation.

Wu Sansi breathed heavily. Under the impact just now, he had suffered internal injury. Without Yanzheng's explanation, he already knew about it in the blow just now. His fist hit him hard on his chest and abdomen. While he created the phantom body, Yanzheng also began to accumulate strength in the dark. After he hit, the ready strength also counterattacked him in an instant... As he said, the release of the strength of yanhunjue can not only be achieved through both hands and feet, and every part of the body can be retracted freely.

With a cold hum, Wu Sansi adjusted his breath a little, and immediately came forward. This time, he really didn't use the thousand weight phantom body, but rushed up without any fancy and dealt with it with his own degree.

Wu Sansi is not strong. Now he is at the beginning of the heaven level, but there is a big gap with Yanzheng. The magic skill focuses on the assassin's one hit and kill, and he is not good at close combat. In addition, he has suffered a lot of internal injuries. After more than a dozen face-to-face meetings, he has begun to show a lack of support. His movements are extremely light and agile, but there is still an obvious block under the suppression of Yan Zheng's external Qi field, which makes him lose all his advantages. Finally, he gave a long sigh, turned back after avoiding Yanzheng's blow, and sighed: "I'm not as skilled as a man, and I will lose if I fight any more."

Yan Zheng took back his hands and said coldly, "there was a saying in the magic martial arts world that the martial arts in the world can only be broken quickly. This is absolutely absurd. In my opinion, in the face of absolute power, degree is just a fancy one, which is not very useful. If you can compete with me today, you will surely defeat me completely. "

Wu Sansi frowned and said, "you're wrong. I'm not as good as you. I can only blame my poor skills. I don't dare to agree that the degree is not as good as the strength..."

Whoosh

If a gust of wind suddenly blew, a emaciated figure stood in front of Wu Sansi, which made him flash stunned on his face and subconsciously surprised in his heart... This man is so fast.

Thin face, stiff face, indifferent eyes, not tall or short, slightly thin figure, this person is suddenly rushed out of the cold cliff. In his hand, he held the broken wind blade that he didn't know when to take out and pointed directly at Yanzheng.

The appearance of lengya immediately attracted everyone's attention. One by one, with all kinds of eyes, locked the man standing in front of Yan with a strong sense of war and amazing killing intention. The young man had been ignored by them, but at this time, the invisible momentum he suddenly burst out made these experts who stood at the peak of magic martial arts in Tianchen continent feel uneasy.

Yan Zheng looked at him carefully. His eyes finally fell on the broken wind blade in his hands. He remembered the information about this man in his heart. His face was slightly moved. He nodded and said, "I didn't expect that I saw a peerless wizard who will run the world in the future so soon. Today is really a worthwhile trip."

No one thought it was too much to get such a high evaluation from the commandment elders of the emperor Zongxi of the north, because just from the momentum, it can be easily seen that this young man of about double ten years has stepped onto the heaven!

There are not many people who can step onto the heaven at this age, and they must be legends who can make the world turbulent after more than ten years and decades. In the previous hundred years, there was only one person who stepped onto the heaven in his twenties... The God of war, the wind and the sun.

How can they not be surprised by the appearance of this teenager. The man's expression at this time and the cold and terrible murderous spirit he released are clearly a disaster star destined to be ruthless. They seemed to have seen a day when the whole sky trembled. This day is close at hand.

Chu Jingtian just wanted to shout out subconsciously, but he was dragged by yanduancang, and whispered, "don't disturb him."

Chu Jingtian took back the voice that almost broke out. He was excited, expected and worried. He and lengya have made progress together for three years. They meet each other almost every day and know everything about each other. Now, lengya has only stepped into the low level of heaven for less than a month. In the face of this thick and incomparable Yan Zheng, does he really have a chance to win?

"Be careful, little brother." After staying for a while, Wu Sansi remembered the appearance of lengya, said in a very small voice, and then turned and left. Today, he has looked away. Involuntarily, he looked at the young people who had been with lengya before... If they were all like this young man, then... It was too shocking and almost unimaginable“ You should be called lengya? You don't need to be surprised. Three years ago, you appeared in the Tianlong kingdom with the sharp weapon of the God of war Feng Chaoyang, the broken wind blade, which made us interested in you. Later, we occasionally learned that you were the son of Feng Chaoyang... In just three years, you have gone from that childish child to the present... The blood of the God of war is amazing. Although your father is dead, he will have no regrets to have you, a descendant who will not lose to him. " Yan Zheng said with a sigh. The atmosphere was frozen again. It was like a well arranged script. After the son of the magic God, the son of the God of war appeared in front of Yanzheng, attracting everyone's attention. No one has ever heard of Zhan Shenfeng's Rising Sun Queen, but as Yanzheng, he definitely won't tell lies. Inadvertently, they got another news of extraordinary significance. Son of God of war, no wonder he has such momentum! They began to look forward to his performance. Even though this Yanzheng tells his identity in a few words, lengya is still calm without waves. The breath has quietly locked Yanzheng and is ready to attack“ The God of war's attack and defense all reach the realm of Shinto, but you rely on your qi and. It seems that you appear because you are dissatisfied with what I said before. Then, use your strength to prove it. " In front of lengya, Yan Zheng didn't care much. His hands were pale red, and his face was a little dignified. However, he said in his heart: the foundation is too shallow to be afraid. However, if he continues to show like this... Zi is like a thick cardboard, which is forcibly scratched by a not very sharp knife, and the body of lengya has roared away like a gust of wind. Who will believe that it is the sound of the broken wind blade in his hand when cutting the air. With the thunderous movement of lengya, most of the experts in the field subconsciously frowned and thought about the probability of avoiding this attack with or without defense. The attack of lengya was like a sharp arrow shot by a bow pulled to the full moon. The process of adding was so small that it could be ignored. The explosive force at that moment was terrible. People can't think without fear: apart from his other strength, how many people can escape his sneak attack in the world if he hides in the dark and attacks the target suddenly? Ten years later, twenty years later, how many people can escape!? Hiss... Yan Zheng's palms came out together and locked lengya's hand like a pair of pliers. The broken wind blade in lengya's hand had pierced his clothes in front of his chest and touched his skin. As long as he moved forward, it would be enough for him to see blood. The decades of experience and the almost instinctive sense of crisis in these decades made him raise his hands between the lightning and flint and take the sudden blow of lengya. When his hand clamped lengya's hand, his heart beat suddenly. It was not easy, but the fear of instinct“ What an amazing degree! " Yan Gongluo couldn't help but exhale“ Yes, yes, even my grandfather said that no one can match him for his talent in "fast, accurate and cruel." Chu Jingtian nodded and replied, but he was still nervous. Because Chu cangming also said that lengya's talent will turn him into a demon God in the dark and achieve countless people's nightmares, but he is not suitable to have moves and strong power, so he is not suitable for frontal combat... At this time, lengya's right hand holding the wind blade is locked in his palm by Yan Zheng. I don't know whether it's a coincidence or cleverness, which is a very bad situation for lengya“ Your degree is amazing, but... Without power, once you are locked, there will be no threat!! " Yan Zheng said, his hands tighter and tighter. The muscles on lengya's face began to twitch slightly and poured all his strength into his right arm, but he couldn't get rid of the burning palm. Instead, he held it tighter and tighter... He didn't try to use his left hand, because it would lead to the dispersion of power and make him more unable to get rid of it. Cold cliff, he is like a sharp blade. When he shoots out suddenly, he can cut the throat of the enemy who can't escape in the future. However, once the handle of the knife is caught by others, he doesn't have enough strength to break free, he will be like a lamb to be slaughtered. He has no strong power, and he is even more unmatched in front of Yanzheng, who has heaven level middle-level strength{ Thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation