Chapter 1003

As Wang Chen's voice fell, suddenly, the atmosphere in the venue solidified, and in an instant, the killing machine was everywhere!

The air, at this moment, seemed to solidify. There was silence in the field.

"Hum, Wang Chen?"

After hearing Wang Chen's words and being forced back by Wang Chen, the middle-aged man of the medicine King's door suddenly turned ugly.

Wang Chen, the strong young man in front of him is Wang Chen.

Wang Jia, Wang Chen? Isn't he dead? How could it be here?

At this moment, the middle-aged man's face was not good, with a strong sense of killing. "Medicine King gate, very good!"

Looking at the middle-aged man, Wang Chen also looked bad and hummed coldly.

Medicine King gate! Yes, the middle-aged man is from the medicine King gate. Wang Chen's face is even colder when he thinks of his identity.

The medicine King sect has a deep blood feud with his Wang family. It can be said that yaowangmen is the executioner who directly led to the destruction of their royal family.

Moreover, a year ago, Wang Chen was blown down the cliff by the man of Yaowang gate. If he hadn't met LAN Menghan, he might be dead now.

In this year, Wang Chen has experienced endless risks before he recovers to his current level.

Therefore, yaowangmen not only has a deep blood feud with the Wang family, but also has a deep blood feud with Wang Chen.

At the moment, seeing the man of yaowangmen, Wang Chen naturally killed the opportunity.

"Hum, very good, little bastard, you're alive, very good! Just now, let me take you today!"

Seeing Wang Chen's bad complexion, the man of Yaowang sect is also overbearing.

The voice fell and his palms snapped out of thin air: "die!"

As the two palms beat out, suddenly, the violent air waves spread around.

Boom

A deep palm wind roared.

A huge palm condensed out of thin air, pressing Wang Chen's head like Mount Tai.

Before the palm arrived, the palm wind took the lead and went away violently. Those who shocked the four sides went back again and again for fear of bringing disaster to the fish in the pond.

"Hum... The light of rice grains dare to compete with the sun and the moon!"

Looking at the man of yaowangmen clapping, Wang Chen snorted coldly. The next moment, his body suddenly burst out.

Whew, whew

The wind god steps out. He takes seven consecutive steps under his feet and steps on the Big Dipper seven stars. The yuan force soldiers in Wang Chen's hands condense out: "roll!"

The red light flashed across the sky, and Yuan Li's soldiers blasted hard at the palm wind.

Boom

Yuan Li's soldiers suddenly burst on the illusory palm.

In the roar, the palm quickly turned into stars and disappeared without a trace.

With a slight body shape, Wang Chen rushed forward again: "look for death!"

"Miesheng ~!"

In the face of the eight ranks of martial artists, Wang Chen didn't hide at all, and his strength broke out completely.

When the eight door dunjia was opened, the real yuan force surged in his body, and the real yuan dragons cruised and roared wildly in his meridians.

It's difficult to defeat the eight rank sect martial artist without opening the eight door dunjia. Therefore, Wang Chen directly opened the first seven doors of the eight door dunjia and promoted his strength to the extreme.

With the opening of the eight door dunjia, Wang Chen's momentum has soared to an unparalleled level at this moment, which is not inferior to the eighth level Zongwu, or even stronger than him!

The hair moved without wind, and Wang Chen's eyes showed all the murders.

Hoo Hoo

The red light crossed the sky and caused the wind to roar. The fierce sword Qi shot around!

Ding Ding

Before the long sword falls, the sword Qi is the first to abuse. Left deep marks on the hard wall.

The red light rises from the sky and covers the sky and the earth, and the world is eclipsed. At this moment, there is only one red light left in the whole world.

Watching Wang Chen's sword fall, a trace of dignity appeared in the man's eyes of the medicine King gate.

"How possible!"

In his heart, he exclaimed.

This Wang Chen, how can it be so strong, how can it soar again in such a short time? And, to this extent, not inferior to your own?

This sword eclipsed the world. This sword made his soul tremble.

In his hands, he quickly condensed his own divine soldiers. In the face of Wang Chen at this moment, Rao, who is an eight rank Zongwu, dare not be careless.

However, after all, he was an eighth order Zongwu. Under such a powerful sword, he did not flinch.

With a flash at the foot, the body shape instantly pulls out a row of virtual shadows, fast to the extreme.

Pedal pedal

Taking several steps in succession, the man also raised his strength to the extreme, and blasted away at Wang Chen's miesheng sword.

For a time, their momentum soared to the extreme.

The wind was howling and the waves were surging.

Looking at this scene, the onlookers who were forced to retreat 100 meters away were shocked and unbelievable.

"Is this the battle of the strong?"

"How could it be so strong?"

"Wang Chen... He, unexpectedly..."

"It's been a year since I saw him. He's so strong! How did he do it? Is he still human?"

"Twenty one, he's only twenty-one!"

Looking at Wang Chen's strength at the moment, the people were shocked. They couldn't believe it. In front of them, the man who was comparable to the momentum of the eighth level Zongwu was Wang Chen, who disappeared from northern Xinjiang a year ago.

He has been promoted so much in a year.

Moreover, thinking that Wang Chen is only 21 years old now, their hearts are completely messy.

Twenty one! A 21-year-old martial artist in Northern Xinjiang can be regarded as a genius to step into the level of emperor martial artist. However, today's Wang Chen has reached the level of Zongwu, and even has the qualification to compete with the eighth level Zongwu!

How is this possible

Their hearts are full of disbelief.

Boom

And just when these people were unbelievable and filled with emotion, Wang Chen had a move to bang with the man.

The roar continued, and the fierce sword Qi overflowed around.

Red light and black light rose into the sky and filled the world.

Under one move, Wang Chen only felt the blood rolling in his body.

It is worthy of being an eighth order Zongwu. The pressure brought by it is not generally powerful.

Wang Chen is not feeling well at the moment, and the man of yaowangmen is not feeling well.

Is this Wang Chen's strength? Is that too bad?

At the moment, his body is not only full of Qi and blood, but also full of internal organs! The power of Wang Chen's sword has exceeded his imagination.

Is this the strength that a seventh order Zongwu can exert?

Yes, the seventh level Zongwu, with the complete release of Wang Chen's momentum, he can realize that Wang Chen is just the strength of the seventh level Zongwu.

Can the seventh level Zongwu be so strong?

The power of this move is not inferior to the strength of the eighth level Zongwu, even the Ninth level Zongwu. Stronger than yourself.

Puff

Finally, the man of yaowangmen couldn't help but open his mouth, which highlighted a mouthful of blood.

His face spurted out with this mouthful of blood and turned pale.

"Get out!"

With a cold hum, the real yuan force in Wang Chen's body broke out again and rushed towards the man of Yaowang gate!

Boom

With a roar, the man turned into a streamer and flew backward under the scream.

"Eight rank Zongwu, but so!"

Wang Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth.

His blood talent has not been opened, the power of blood has not been opened, and even the ability of rosefinch's eye has not been used. He has blown him away just by relying on the eight door dunjia. He is just so.

With a flash of body shape, the wind god step under his feet came out. Wang Chen didn't wait for the other party to fall to the ground and chased him up.

Pedal pedal

A few steps later, Wang Chen's figure flickered continuously, disappeared in place, pulled out a virtual shadow, and came to him before the man fell to the ground.

"Die!"

In the man's frightened sight of the medicine King gate, Wang Chen gave a cold hum, stretched out one hand and grabbed each other's clothes. His wrist shook and his strength broke out.

Boom

With a loud bang, the Zongwu of the king's door was pulled by Wang Chen's collar and pressed hard on the ground.

The dust is all over the sky, and the blood is shooting in the scream

In the people's frightened eyes, the Zongwu was ruthlessly pressed into the ground by Wang Chen.

Click

The crisp sound of bone fracture came into everyone's ears, making people shudder.

Ah, ah

Bursts of heartrending screams came, which made people listen even more creepy.

"Down!"

In the dust, there was another roar of Wang Chen.

With a loud shout, his hands worked again.

Wang Chen's strength broke out again.

Boom

Among the roars, there was another frightening sound of bone fracture.

Kaka, Kaka

The ground cracked. In the dust, people vaguely saw that the head of the eighth order Zongwu was ruthlessly embedded into the ground.

Yes, the strong city wall was broken at this moment. The weak and incomparable head was embedded in the strong and incomparable ground.

Blood, like a fountain, slowly gushed out and dyed a piece of ground red in an instant.

The audience was silent, and they held their breath and looked very strange.

And Wang Chen, after finishing all this, slowly got up, breathed out a breath, and glanced coldly at the yaowangmen man who was moved forward to the ground. A cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "you're just the first!"

First, yes, this is just the beginning of Wang Chen's revenge on yaowangmen. It's just the first strong person of yaowangmen to kill. There will be many, many more behind.

After saying these words, Wang Chen got up and glanced at the whole audience like the God of war.

At the moment, there was a dead silence in the field. No one said a word, and even couldn't hear the sound of breathing.

Shock, at this moment, there is only shock left in these people's hearts. There is nothing else except shock.