Chapter five hundred and six oppression
The two figures were like leopards running on the grassland, bringing up waves of airflow, and the trees on both sides were rapidly retreating.
One by one, one after another, and then quickly rushing forward, Chen Xuan's Nine-Changes of Phantom Nine Changes had already been used to the extreme, and had already exceeded the speed of sound by more than ten times. However, Dugu Wuhen's body movement behind him seemed not slow, and perhaps it was also a heaven-level martial art. It is not impossible for such a family that has been passed down for thousands of years to have heaven-level martial arts, and there should be many.
In a cup of tea, the figures of the two finally appeared on the hillside, but at this moment, a terrifying pressure spread over the sky. The two of them, who were rushing to the sky, were standing there as if they were carrying this mountain.
The two of them looked pale and their bodies were involuntarily retreating, but at this time the pressure was even greater. They couldn't even lift their feet. They stood there and their legs were trembling, with a terrifying look on their eyes.
In an instant, all the two of them were dispatched and they began to fight back against the overwhelming pressure. Suddenly, the sword light and sword light kept interlacing, which looked very beautiful in the air. The sword shadow covered the sky and the sword light covered the sun.
Then, a faint phantom appeared, and a big hand several feet tall grabbed the two of them. The fishy wind blew on the face. The huge palm was filled with a strong smell. The sword light and sword light in the sky began to defeat, and were crushed and shattered by the momentum emitted by the giant palm. This giant palm grabbed the two of them in the air.
"The spring rain has no traces, and the drizzle is long and long!"
Dugu Wuhen's face was also pale, and his originally fair face turned even pale. The long sword in his hand turned into sword lights. The sword intent soared into the sky and released endless sword blades. His body was like a sword that soared into the sky, flying up.
Chen Xuan was not willing to fall behind. The evil charm in his hand raised it above his head and released a terrifying knife intent. The sword energy filled the air. The sword light was shining by the sun's light and it became ferocious. The Shura phantom was completely activated. The evil charm began to lengthen, and then a sword aura of dozens of feet rushed out instantly.
"Slaying the Sky!"
There is no brink, all twelve percent of its strength is released, the formation of air waves is like waves, rocks are rolling down rapidly, and the suppressed body is also rising into the air, but the pressure on the body has not been reduced
"boom!"
The sound of soaring into the sky resounded throughout the mountain, and each sword and slashed all over the giant palm, making a bang sound, and a pitch-bang vortex appeared. The space around was directly broken by the attacks of the two of them. The Youfeng in the space was released unscrupulously.
The sword light dissipated, the sword intent disappeared, and the surroundings were calm for a moment, but for a breath, when the light disappeared, the huge palm was still safe and sound.
In a blink of an eye, the terrifying pressure suddenly became even stronger. The two people standing in the void were squeezed down by the pressure and returned to the ground again. Their faces were not good-looking, and they raised the components in their hands again to prepare for a new round of attacks.
The power of each sword is to overturn the rivers and seas, but it cannot stop the steps of the giant palm. The sword light also flew, and the surroundings were filled with a storm. The Spring Rain Sword Technique had been used to the peak by Dugu Wuhen and turned into a continuous spring rain.
These spring rain drops were like crystal beans, and they splashed onto the ground, and even splashed a small pit. The spring rain was finally controlled by Dugu Wuhen and flew towards the giant palm.
"Crack!"
The space was sieve, but the giant palm was still safe and unharmed. It was not damaged by the drizzle at all.
The giant palm fell faster and faster. Chen Xuan even felt that his bloodline had expanded, and he could be suppressed by this pressure at any time. The blood flow suddenly accelerated, and even his breathing became heavier.
Dugu Wuhen's situation was not better, his face flushed, and the hand holding the long sword also dropped. It seemed that he could no longer use any powerful moves. A breath of death instantly covered the two of them's chests.
The two of them looked at each other again, and finally a yellowed talisman paper appeared in their hands. It seemed that both of them wanted to leave this place.
Suddenly the wind and clouds surged. When the two took out the talisman paper, the giant palm seemed to feel something. The pressure was more than ten times stronger than before. Chen Xuan and Dugu Wuhen bent their legs and almost knelt down.
Then a mouthful of blood spurted out of both of them, and their faces became weak in an instant. It seemed that they had suffered some damage. They could use pressure to suppress the two of them to be injured. What kind of pressure is this? The stones on the ground were pressed into powder.
"Puff puff puff!"
The two of them spewed out a few mouthfuls of blood again, and their hands that pinched the talisman paper began to tremble. A suction force formed from the giant palm, trying to suck the talisman paper away.
Chen Xuan supported the tip of his knife to prevent his body from being overwhelmed. The same is true for Dugu Wuhen. The long sword has begun to bend, but it still cannot support his body. He can be restrained by this pressure at any time.
"proud!"
Dugu Wuhen's hair suddenly spread all out, and the momentum on his body rose again. The talisman paper in his hand stopped flying outwards. Then a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his mouth, and a piece of red on the ground was dyed.
"I'll take a step first!" Then the talisman paper in his hand was crushed by him, and his body was suddenly pulled closer to the space by a huge pulling force.
Chen Xuan was stunned. Dugu Wuhen actually burned his own essence and blood, used some secret technique, released his own potential, broke free from this huge pressure, and escaped.
Losing Dugu Wuhen's resistance, this terrifying pressure suddenly became even greater
"thump!"
One of Chen Xuan's legs fell down, but his head was still raised high, and blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth. He still resisted the suffocating pressure, as if a huge mountain was placed on Chen Xuan's body.
The pores began to emit blood and blood was ruptured to the outside, and blood began to penetrate, but there was no sign of surrender on the face.
Fuzhi had already left Chen Xuan's hand and floated into the air. Chen Xuan's body could no longer move. He watched Fuzhi fly away, his eyes full of despair.
"Am I going to die here?" Chen Xuan kept shouting in his heart, and his unwilling aura was flowing in his body all the time.
"Skeleton Demon, come out!"
Chen Xuan was furious, and the skeleton demon walked out of the ring, released a huge pressure, and began to fight against the oppression of the force that had thrust the mountains and rivers.
But soon, the pressure released by the skeleton demon was suppressed by this palm. It was only a short time before and after, the skeleton demon could not suppress the other party. At this time, Chen Xuan was really desperate.
"I'm not willing!"
Chen Xuan spit out a few words with blood, then fainted
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A heart-wrenching fragrance, Chen Xuan opened his eyes and found himself lying in the dark nest, with a cold air inside, but a faint fragrance penetrated from it. This heart-wrenching fragrance made Chen Xuan's spirit stunned.
"Isn't dead? Where is this? How could I get here? Am I dead? I was suppressed by the oppression of the giant palm!" Chen Xuan, who stood up, said in a surprised tone.
Following the dark passage, Chen Xuan walked inside. The passage was not very deep, but the more he walked in, the heavier the cold air. In the end, Chen Xuan had to release the Yuanli shield to resist the bone-broken coldness.
Less than a cup of tea, Chen Xuan saw a huge valley. The valley was covered with white areas, with thick ice layers on the ground, and a small pond with several pink flowers growing on it. These fragrances came from the tops of these flowers.
"Where is this? How could there be such a place? There is a rich spiritual energy here and there is no trace of monsters coming in. Could it be that he is dead? This is an illusion!" Chen Xuan shook his head.
"Boy, you're awake. It's not bad. You can survive under 60% of my pressure. Your soul and body are more than a hundred times stronger than ordinary people!" At this time, a voice sounded from all around, echoing back and forth in the valley.
Chen Xuan, who was standing there in a daze, suddenly fought a cold war
Chapter completed!