In the shocking eyes of everyone, Yang Chen punched the Ding Ding from the sky, oh! The roar echoed, deafening.
Overlord Ding was punching and flew back towards Mu Zong to fly back. The speed became faster and the strength was greater!
Mu Zong's face changed his face, and he stepped back. The whole right arm suddenly changed. The skin became dark green, full of wood grain. Immediately, Mu Zong Xing's punching fist bombarded the overlord Ding, oh! Overlord!
Ding flew out, and Mu Zong's punishment also took a dozen steps.
Suddenly, Yang Chen stepped out again, and another punch was on the overlord Ding, oh! The Tyranno Ding actually flew to Mu Zong torture, faster, tearing the air, and stirring the flowers.
"This ..." Everyone was shocked!
Buzzing ... The overlord Ding came to the electrone of Mu Zong torture. The Ding was not here.
, Dare not to pick up at all.
Touch! Overlord's hitting on the ground, the ground slate was broken, and the three feet of the overlord Ding inserted into the slate.
Everyone swallowed, is this guy really Batong? How powerful is this?
"Who are you?" Mu Zongxing looked at Yang Chen with a dignified face. Not far away, Du Xuanming's face was very dignified.
"Is this man ... really my disciple of the Holy Polar Sect?" Cao Jing and others sucked their mouths in a cool breath. They were not qualified to participate in the Holy Fruit Conference of the Holy Polar. Naturally, they had never seen Yang Chen.
Yang Chengang wanted to speak, a Jinyi man suddenly walked to the Ding Ding, reached out and grabbed the overlord Ding, clicked, and he was pulled up by him.
The face is easy.
This person looks extraordinary, the sword eyebrows are obliquely flying, the face is like a knife, and the eyebrows do not know why there is a bloodstain, adding a bit of demon strangeness. A strong blood of blood emanates from this person, making people shudder.
"Long Xiaoyun!" Mu Zongxing and Du Xuanming's face changed together.
"People in Longmen Ba Pavilion!" Yang Chen's face changed slightly. He could see that although Long Xiaoyun was only a hegemon, the breath was terrible.
"Actually Long Xiaoyun!" Everyone saw Long Xiaoyun, and his face changed.
"You are qualified to be my opponent ..." Long Xiaoyun smiled slightly, suddenly raised his hand, and the overlord Ding Electric came out, hitting Yang Chen.
"It seems that I underestimated the Great Zong of the Arctic County. The strength of this guy is definitely not lower than the top ten core disciples!" Yang Chen's corner of the mouth evoked the arc, stepped out, reached out to catch the overlord Ding, anti -shock power
He retreated for half a step, and the ground was broken.
"Who is this guy? Can you catch the overlord Ding that Long Xiaoyun throws out?" Everyone's face suddenly changed.
"This kid is definitely not Long Xiaoyun's opponent. Long Xiaoyun is a monster. Unless the real disciple is shot, no one can win him." Du Xuanming looked at Mu Zong to say.
"Yes, Long Xiaoyun was called the most perfect wake -in Eunion by Longmen Ba Pavilion. The first day of the Longmen Eight Pavilion has the first day in history, the boy could not be his opponent." Mu Zong nodded.
The strongest talent in Longmen Eight Pavilion is not Long Shaoyou, who ranks second in the talent list now, but Long Xiaoyun! Long Shaoyou came to the overlord realm to fully play the power of the Sky Thunder Eurasian, but Long Xiaoyun is in
Batongjing can do it.
Moreover, Long Xiaoyun's Tianlei Eucharist has a variant, and the thunder released contains this amazing evil spirit. It is said that as long as he continues to absorb evil spirits, his sacred body will continue to become stronger.
In the territory of Ba Zong, Long Xiaoyun couldn't find his opponent at all, and only ten core disciples were worthy of him.
At this moment, Long Xiaoyun laughed: "I wonder if you have the opportunity to force me to make the Sky Thunder Euchak, don't let me down."
The words did not fall, Long Xiaoyun suddenly used the "Dragon's walk", flashed past, appearing in front of Yang Chen, five fingers like hook, grabbing Yang Chen's face door.
Yang Chen did not step back half a step, three fingers became claws, greeted up.
Touch! Fingers and fingers collided, and the flames were stirred. Yang Chen stepped back three steps. Long Xiaoyun took a step back eight steps to stabilize the shape.
"How is it possible ... Long Xiaoyun actually fell off the wind." The crowd was shocked, and only Pang Guan didn't have any surprises.
"Pang Guan, who is he? Is it really my disciple of the Holy Jizong?" Qi Qi, the disciples of Cao Jing and other Shengji Sect, looked at Pang Guan.
"Yes, his name is Yang Chen, and he just joined the Shengji Sect." Pang Guan nodded.
"Yang Chen!" Cao Jing and others have changed their faces. Of course, they have heard of Yang Chen's names. Neither Shangguan Fei and Li Qingyang are Yang Chen's opponents.
"No wonder he can compete for Long Xiaoyun. It turns out that he is Yang Chen!" Cao Jing and others looked at Yang Chen, secretly shocked, rumors were really true.
They heard that there was a Nine Change Da Zong who was named Yang Chen defeated Shangguan Fei. He didn't take it seriously at all, and he didn't believe it at all. Now they finally believe it, because Yang Chen has retired from Long Xiaoyun.
"Xiao Yun actually fell down. Who is this person?" I don't know when a group of people came behind the crowd.
The appearance of the people headed is a bit similar to Long Xiaoyun, but this person is a little more overbearing, a bit of deterrent. Behind this person, it is suddenly a swallow north, Emperor Yan and Fang Yeyu, and a group of a group of groups
Disciples of Longmen Ba Ge.
"Brother, he is the person who helps the Xiao family, called Yang Chen, and a disciple of the Holy Polar Sect." Said Lie Yanbei. The master in his mouth is the second talent list, Long Shaoyou!
"Since he helped the Xiao family, why don't you grab him back?" Long Shaoyou said lightly.
"Brother, he has a hegemony on his body, we are not his opponent at all." Lie Yanbei smiled helplessly.
"Huang Shaoyou's eyes flashed, and he didn't say anything about Yang Chen, but asked:" The Xiao family is rescued by a mysterious strong man. It seems that the Xiao family is more than one. "
"Brother meant to say that the people who rescued them were also the Xiao family?" Lie Yanbei's face changed slightly.
Long Shaoyou just wanted to speak, his face changed slightly, and looked up at Yang Chen and Long Xiaoyun.
I saw the skin of Long Xiaoyun's whole body began to change, his face, arm ... instantly turned into dark purple, covered with brown lightning stripes. Cracking, under his skin, he suddenly released the bleeding color lightning, lightning like flames, covering his whole body.
His hair fluttered, and each hair seemed to be a thunder condensed. He crackled, and the hair continued to release the thunder.
The thunder and lights released by the Sky Thunder Eucharist were originally cyan, but because of his virtual change, the thunderbolt became blood red.
Cracking ... Long Xiaoyun was permeated by thunder and lights within ten meters around, and the people who watched the war dared not approach.
"I did not expect to see the Tianlei Eucharist again. The 80 % of the holy body of this guy was mutated, which was different from Long Yunhai. You must be careful. If you do not use the" immortal sacred ", you may want to defeat him.
There are some difficulties. "Lin Ao suddenly passed the sound.
"There are too many people here. I don't want others to know that I am a person who has an immortal sacred body." Yang Chen passed the sound: "Even if you do n’t need the Euragus, I can win him."
"You are very strong, but today you will lose!" Long Xiaoyun licked his tongue, raised his hand and grabbed, and shot countless thick thunder and lightning between the five fingers, and shot overwhelmingly to Yang Chen.
What shocked everyone was that Yang Chen did not dodge at all.
"Huh, don't self -measure, you actually want to use all the body to compete with the thunder." Many people laughed.
Even Long Shaoyou was picked by Jianmei, muttering to himself: "Is there any means to resist Tian Lei?"
Seeing that the thunder and lightning came, Yang Chen knotted his hands to "not printed", a layer of golden mask covered him, and the golden light radiated side was ten meters.
Boom ... The blood -colored lightning bombed on the golden airmaker, the lightning beating, covering the entire golden airmaker.
Lei Guang dispersed, and the golden airmaker collapsed, and what shocked everyone was that Yang Chen had no injuries at all.
"Buddhism is unique ..." Long Shaoyou's face changed slightly.
"What kind of magical power did the kid just show? Can it actually block the attack of the Tiangli Euchak?" Many people don't know what Yang Chen has done.
"Buddhist gate!" Du Xuanming and Mu Zongxing looked at each other, almost at the same time.
At this moment, Long Xiaoyun smiled lightly: "This is interesting!" The voice did not fall, and he had turned into a thunderbolt and shot to Yang Chen.
"So fast!" Yang Chen's face changed slightly, and he showed "the world without pole".
"Flying magical power!" The crowd changed, and Qi Qi looked up at Yang Chen in the air.
"Yes, you really didn't disappoint me ..." Long Xiaoyun licked his tongue and kicked the ground, and he shot to Yang Chen like an arrow.
Take a closer look, Long Xiaoyun actually stepped on a group of thunder clouds under his feet. It was because of this thunder cloud that he could fly to the high altitude.
Seeing Long Xiaoyun's flying, Yang Chen's corner of his mouth evoked a touch of arc, raised his hand and patted it, and the domineering swept it, condensed into a golden hand, and patted Long Xiaoyun's skull.
Long Xiaoyun's thunder and lights skyrocketed, rising like a flame, like a gun like a halberd, impacted on the golden hands.
Boom! The golden hand was suddenly penetrated by the Thunder, and the Thunder rushed to the high altitude.
At the same time, Long Xiaoyun's figure flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of Yang Chen. He punched to Yang Chen, and he brought up the layer of thunder nets.
Yang Chen knotted his hands with "no stamp", and the golden gas mask suddenly shrouded him.
Long Xiaoyun punch it on the golden airmaker. Suddenly, the golden air hood was covered by the thunder and lightning released by his fist.
Kaish, the golden air hood collapsed, Yang Chen suddenly punch, and a punch to Long Xiaoyun's chest, touch! Long Xiaoyun was taken back more than ten steps by a punch.
Everyone's face changed, where is this guy sacred? Can he punch a punch to retreat Long Xiaoyun.