Chapter 270

Pulling some weak Irene, Wang Chen opened and closed the red burning giant sword in his hand, chopping the waves one after another and chopping out a channel.

"Where to go!" seeing that Wang Chen was about to rush out of the siege with Irene, a middle-level Lingwu rushed to Wang Chen.

"Roll!" feeling the breath of spiritual power, Wang Chen pulled Irene back with one hand and cut the nine heavy waves out.

The shadow of the sword roared like a giant beast in the night, opening its mouth and biting at the man.

As soon as the master makes a move, he knows whether he has it or not. Wang Chen's hand immediately changed the face of the middle-level Lingwu.

"Whirlwind strength!"

The two palms clapped out, and suddenly, it was like a whirlwind raging towards Wang Chen and Irene.

"Broken!" roared like thunder.

Nine heavy waves cut across the sky. He immediately swallowed the whirlwind and rushed to the end of Lingwu with his spare power.

Fourth level Lingwu, this is a fourth level Lingwu. Wang Chen judged the strength of the other party.

Today's fourth level Lingwu people do not pose any threat to Wang Chengou. They do not need to open the eight door dunjia to deal with it.

Under one move, the whirlwind strength suddenly disappeared, and an incredible look appeared in the masked man's eyes. Looking at Wang Chen, it was incredible.

"The waves whirl!"

Hoo Hoo

The wrist shook. Wang Chen didn't give the other party a chance to respond. The ChiYan giant sword suddenly turned around and cut the five or six meter blade with the roaring blade.

"Big Buddha's palm!" seeing the attack of the sword edge, the masked man was a medium-level Lingwu after all. He soon recovered and took out a rune in his hands and rushed towards Wang Chen.

Suddenly, a huge yellow energy palm appeared in the dark night. All over the world, they are shooting at Wang Chen.

"The mantis arm is the cart!" a cold hum, and a sneer appeared at the corners of Wang Chen's mouth.

At the foot of a ghost step in Shandong, his body suddenly went towards Fang Biao: "twenty four overlapping wave palms!"

ChiYan's huge sword was attached behind him. His palms were superimposed, and the 24 overlapping wave palms were snapped out suddenly. In the dense crowd, ChiYan giant sword is easy to hurt those members of the guard team. It is obvious that dielang palm can control a lot.

Boom, boom

The 24 overlapping wave palms come out to drive the air and roar. The strong wind raged, and the palm shadow all over the whole space was sent towards the golden palm.

Boom

Pop pop

The roar and the roar are connected together. Under the wave palm, Wang Chen, who has not opened the eight door dunjia, can exert nearly 23000 kg of power!

The momentum is overwhelming. With no return, with the breath of supremacy, he directly scattered the golden palm.

At the same time, Wang Chen came to the man's body: "avalanche boxing!"

Static as loose, dynamic as tiger! His fists roared and galloped like waves, bringing up a roar in the air.

Poof poof

The successive punches directly hit them before the other party didn't react, making several dull sounds. Then, the man's blood drifted in the stuffy hum, and the whole man flew upside down.

The crisp crack sound can be heard clearly. Obviously, the man's sternum was broken under the fierce bombardment of Wang Chen, and he was about to die.

From the beginning to killing each other, it's just a blink of an eye! Wang Chen's strength made people around him stare at this scene.

This is a spirit warrior, this is a medium-level spirit warrior! Was he killed like this? What the hell is going on.

For a moment, almost everyone was stunned subconsciously.

Especially the members of the bandit group, the big man headed by him, and those masked spirit warriors in black! All showed incredible eyes.

Kill the medium level spirit warrior in a short breath. What strength does it need?

Looking at Wang Chen, his eyes showed infinite horror!

Looking at Wang Chen, who is sixteen or seven years old, how can he have such a strong strength at this age? How is this possible?

False, it must be false! Then, these people can't help comforting themselves.

At the same time, on the other side, Iron Tiger and others also stared big eyes and couldn't believe it.

This morning, I looked weak. This morning, I looked embarrassed. The teenagers taken in by their team were... So strong!

Before, they were still sighing for Wang Chen. The innocent boy was involved in their ranks. It is estimated that he will die! There is no extravagant hope that he can help.

After all, the age is over there. Sixteen or seventeen is at most the strength of Zhenwu. What role can Zhenwu play on such an occasion?

However, at this moment, the strength shown by Wang Chen completely subverted their thoughts! They were shocked. They were stunned.

What strength is this! Under the three moves, kill the middle-level Lingwu directly, occupying an absolute advantage. Is this still human? Who the hell is he? How powerful is it?

At this moment, the iron tiger suddenly burst out a glimmer of hope and an excited look in his eyes.

This is not the time to think so much! Now they bear the brunt is to break out of the encirclement and rush back to Tianshui city overnight. The strength of the boy inspired some desperate iron tigers. Let the original low atmosphere warm.

"Open the door, open it! Shut the door, open it!" but Wang Chen here completely ignored the frightened eyes of the people around him. After killing the medium level Lingwu, Wang Chen no longer had any strength to hide, so he directly ran away from the eight door dunjia.

Now it has rushed to the edge. As long as you exert some force, you can rush out! Of course, the first thing to bear the brunt is to face the high-level Lingwu! Facing the high-level Lingwu, Wang Chen is not sure. At least he has not opened the eight door dunjia, and there is no hope! Only when you open the eight door dunjia can you spell one.

When the eight door dunjia is opened, the whole body's true yuan force is vast and surging, just like the waves rolling and roaring.

"Twelve waves cut!" starting with ChiYan's huge sword, Wang Chen cut off the ChiYan's long sword in the air under the increase of eight door dunjia before some people around him returned to their senses!

Twelve heavy waves cut and roared away with more than 35000 kilograms.

The blade is like a substance, flickering and magnifying, and the six or seven meter blade shadow comes down from the sky. At this moment, the light of the sword shines and looks up at the sky.

Ah ah

Several screams, under Wang Chen's chopping waves, directly killed three thieves.

"The waves whirled!" Wang Chen shook his wrist and continued to rush forward.

"Follow up!" at the same time, he shouted at Irene and others behind him.

After being drunk by Wang Chen, Irene, who was absent-minded, returned to her senses and hurriedly followed. She was also shocked, and she was shocked at that moment.

The boy who thought he was dragged down before

With a complicated face, Irene closely followed up! The waves in my heart.

"Go out!" Iron Tiger roared. Inspired by Wang Chen's strength, the rest of the guard regained their confidence.

"Don't be crazy, stay for me!" seeing Wang Chen, he forced back seven or eight thieves and rushed out of a breakthrough. The high-level Lingwu shouted.

The body flashed past and rushed towards Wang Chen. The palm of the Pu fan shook, and suddenly a tornado like a stone column swept towards Wang Chen.

Sobbing, this tornado is a martial art of the wind system. One move can uproot a towering tree and roll it into the air.

If Wang Chen gets caught, he will get out of the sky directly.

Looking at the whirlwind that swept over, Wang Chen frowned: "break the army!"

Suddenly, the red burning sword in his hand turned into a sharp white light, shining and dazzling. Like the sun in the night!

Under the light, the ChiYan giant sword suddenly burst out a white awn with only the thickness of fingers. At the moment when the ChiYan giant sword was split, it fell into the whirlwind, and then the light shines in the world. The whirlwind twisted and finally ran away.

Break the army! The second of the three moves of Tianxuan sword technique.

The first type is the Canglang cut improved by Wang Chen, and the second type is to break the army!

Those who entered the ranks of Lingwu were able to cultivate successfully in the days when Wang Chen entered the second level of Lingwu.

Thanks to the pursuit of those people in black. In the process of counterattack, Wang Chen was as strong as breaking the army. He understood the true meaning of this move. With his practice and research, his cultivation was finally completed.

He used it twice in the sneak attack, which is his third use!

A sword will destroy everything and turn thousands of troops into nothingness.

Under the white light, the terrible whirlwind twisted and disappeared! This made the high-level spirit warrior flash a look of horror in his eyes.

Then, Wang Chen waved his arm and ChiYan's huge sword split out in the air.

Instilled by the powerful Zhenyuan force, the ChiYan giant sword sent out a buzzing figure, and the sword body trembled and shook! Then, an extreme white light connected the world. In a continuous scene, under Wang Chen's wave, it was like an arrow leaving the string, flashing forward with a lightning speed.

All aspects of three-dimensional space interception! Where they passed, those thieves who had no time to avoid were directly divided into two, which was terrible.

"Break the army into the world and wipe out thousands of troops!"

"The sun and the moon shine!" looking at the white light flashing rapidly and feeling the destructive power contained in it, the high-level Lingwu looked ugly, gave a light roar, and suddenly split the long sword in his hand downward.

A seven or eight foot sword came out, like a giant tiger roaring. Black and white handed over, representing day and night respectively. Tyranny, nothingness!

Boom

White light and the giant tiger met, regardless of up and down, burst, and the air waves overflowed, making all the thieves around unstable and backward.

Puff

The impact of the two also made Wang Chen and the masked high-level Lingwu retreat.

Wang Chenbao quit seven or eight departments to gain a firm foothold!

The masked man did not stabilize his figure until he withdrew three or four steps. His face is a little ugly.

Puff

Stand on your feet, Wang Chen. When you open your mouth, you spit out a mouthful of blood. Under one move, he has been injured! An eighth level spirit warrior. The opponent has the strength of an eighth level spirit warrior.

Although Wang Chen's strength has surpassed the ordinary eighth level Lingwu, his Zhenyuan strength is too inferior.

That move just now relies more on Zhenyuan to fight! Wang Chen's true yuan force obviously fell below! If it weren't for the strong support, this move would be enough to seriously hurt Wang Chen.

"Death!" seeing Wang Chen spitting blood, the masked eight rank Lingwu showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and a cold drink bullied him and rushed towards Wang Chen.