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Chapter 7850

"Hmm? You're not going to do it anymore?"

Qin Cheng was surprised.

I originally didn't care what Rennes thought, after all, the relationship between the two was pretty good, so I would like to inform Rennes a little before I left.

But this guy, who was so arrogant before, was stunned when he posted it, but now he has changed his mind and become rational?

Such a self-confident person decided to go with him?

"Don't look at me like this." Rennes felt a little embarrassed and said ashamed.

"I'm competitive, not stupid!"

"I hope that Lin Songyue can win, but this guy can't win 90% of it. I can tell that Yancheng is a pervert. He has to run, we have to run, and we have to run quickly!"

Renn's eyes became quite deep and his expression was serious at this time.

This made Qin Cheng a little strange. This was an expression I had never seen on Renne's face.

What did this guy see when he turned 180 degrees?

Boom!

Just as the two of them were talking, the light palm swelled again.

Lin Songyue received two consecutive inheritances. At this time, not only did the giant palm produce two fingers again, but a faint golden light also appeared on the arm.

"My light palm ranks 26th in Xingzun Xuan Gong, I don't believe that I can't crush you!"

Feeling Yancheng's contempt, Lin Songyue roared, as if she was cheering herself up in this way.

Then, the giant hand, which had become much bigger, clenched tightly again.

Kick!

This time, the void began to shake, as if the world and space could not withstand the pressure of the giant palm.

This violent force made Yang Gong, Huang Mudao Ren and others below feel numbness in their scalp.

Not to mention holding such a giant palm tightly, even if one finger presses it down, they may not be able to resist it.

However, no matter how hard Lin Songyue kept roaring and exerted all his strength, no matter how hard the giant palm used, it would not break through the black fog, let alone pinch Yan Cheng inside to death.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..."

Lin Songyue was sweating heavily and her eyes were full of madness.

He left such a trump card, and with careful calculations, such a powerful magic could not kill Yan Cheng!

Why, why?

"I said, you can't kill me."

Yan Cheng's cold voice sounded again, but this time it fell into Lin Songyue's ears, but it was filled with a sense of horror.

"Why?" he asked subconsciously.

"Lin Songyue, you really disappoint me. You once competed with Ying Yuci, but after experiencing the setbacks of that competition, you are getting back to life."

Yancheng did not answer immediately, but instead spoke playfully.

"How do you know who you are?"

Lin Songyue was shocked. At this time, Yan Cheng was still trapped in the giant palm by himself, but the blood-colored eyes in the black mist seemed so terrifying.

"You don't deserve to know this, but you did disappoint me."

Yancheng's red eyes gradually approached the edge of the black fog.

A vague blood-colored body hidden in front of the cultivators.

"As for why you lose, I can tell you, because my mysterious skills are stronger than yours, and the level of mysterious skills is higher than you!"

Click!

Yancheng took action.

He raised his arms and the black mist exploded.

Only a crisp sound was heard, and a finger on the light palm was twisted and deformed, completely folded over.

The audience was shocked.

Previously, Yan Cheng did not choose to fight back when facing the weaker Qingling Palm. Now he can directly break the Qingling Palm.

This shows that Yancheng did not do his best from beginning to end.

"ah!"

Lin Songyue screamed muffled, and the magic connected his spiritual consciousness. Yan Cheng broke the finger of the light palm, as painful as breaking his finger.
Chapter completed!
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