In the black mist, the cane emitted a faint light, a black deeper than the black fog around it, like a light that could absorb everything.

O'Neal, who was originally relieved, was stunned for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and swung the giant scythe again.

At this moment, the pressure on him from this black mist exceeded the sum of the strong people he had seen before!

Chen Yuan on the side, his whole heart also sank completely.

But the movements of the hands did not stop, and the hands that exuded cold air wandered in front of him, like two swimming dragons.

Then, an ice-white dragon roared out and pointed straight at the black mist.

It is the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon".

The exercises that Chen Yuan learned after entering the C level, in addition to the internal strength of the "Nine Yin and Nine Yang", are the fierce and invincible "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon", the "Nine Yin Divine Claws" with the "Nine Yin Divine Skills" of the Yin and Softness, and the "Divine Palm of Rulai" of Buddhism.

I don't know if it's because of the miscellaneous things I've learned, or because of the lack of cultivation, these three martial arts Chen Yuan can't exert their maximum power for the time being, but even so, he can walk sideways in the C-level, and even crush the top C-level new martial arts.

But the next moment, Chen Yuan and O'Neill were stunned.

With a flick of the black cane, several black scorpions suddenly surged out of the black mist, wrapping the ice-white dragon and the scarlet scythe layer by layer.

Click, click, click......

As if chewed, the scythe and dragon slowly grew smaller and then vanished.

O'Neill only had a stick left in his hand.

The few black bands floated slowly, and at first they looked at Chen Yuan and O'Neill like snakes.

Cold sweat spilled out in an instant.

Before the two of them could react, several black bands rushed out in an instant, entangling the shocked O'Neal.

"No!"

In horror, O'Neill shouted with a hideous face, and looked at Chen Yuan with eyes full of desire to survive.

Chen Yuangang wanted to help, but the rest of the black belts had already rushed in front of him.

At the last moment, Chen Yuan once again blasted out a "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending".

The dragon roared, crashing into the black band, which immediately wrapped it up, and the scene was repeated.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Yuan immediately drew out the Thousand Shadow Sword, and at the same time, the oppressive force from the soul instantly filled the audience.

The second level of life.

With a "brush", the invisible Thousand Shadow Sword of the sword body slashed towards the black belt that entwined O'Neill with an indomitable momentum, like a telegram, like thunder.

Bite!

With the sound of metal colliding, the invisible sword body of the Thousand Shadow Sword stopped at the edge of the black belt, unable to penetrate an inch.

Chen Yuan's face sank, it had only been two days since he had last used the "Yue Nu Sword Technique", and he couldn't brew a new sword intent in such a short period of time.

Looking up at O'Neill, the latter's eyes were already full of despair.

After being wrapped in the black belt, he was like being suppressed by an irresistible force, and his spiritual power was completely unusable, and the power on the black belt could directly crush him.

Blood spilled from his facial features, and the breath of death quietly spread on his face.

The other black belts on one side had also devoured the second type of "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending", and rushed towards Chen Yuan again.

In desperation, Chen Yuan had to dodge back with a calm face, and at the same time, the golden light on his body was full of gold.

For this disembodied enemy, Chen Yuan is really helpless now.

The suppression of the life level was offset by the powerful cultivation, and none of the other means could cause damage to Black Jack in the black mist state.

Fortunately, with the speed of "Ling Bo Weibu", the black belt has not caught up with Chen Yuan.

And at this moment, O'Neill, who was wrapped in other black bands, the despair in his eyes was completely covered by death, and the struggle without the slightest effect also stopped.

Then, the black strap slowly squirmed, eating O'Neill bit by bit.

Seeing all this, everyone around turned pale.

And in the panic, finally someone couldn't take it anymore and launched an attack towards the black fog.

Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power, Chen Yuan's eyes widened instantly, looking at the person with a frightened face.

"Look at what I'm doing! It's better for them to die than for everyone to die!"

As the words fell, more people participated in the battle, and the entire square was filled with colorful spiritual power.

But the next scene made everyone fall into despair.

Those spiritual power attacks actually hit the crowd through the black mist.

"Stop!"

Chen Yuan drank heavily, his face hideous.

No one paid attention to him, and instead of slowing down their offensive, they intensified their efforts.

"I said it!" Chen Yuan didn't stand still, turned around, and slammed his fist with white gloves on the black belt with all his might, "Stop!"

In an instant, the suppression from the depths of the soul became more intense, and then everyone froze, unable to move anymore.

And after receiving that indescribable force, the black belt trembled a little and slowed down the attack.

Chen Yuan didn't pay attention to the others, and let the pressure he exuded suppress everyone, and slammed into the black belt one by one.

His eyes were gradually filled with anger.

At this moment, the space around Chen Yuan began to distort little by little, and the white fist gloves became more and more staring.

At the same time, in the body, the points began to be lit up crazily, like beacon fires, echoing each other from afar.

But Chen Yuan didn't notice that the black belt that had eaten O'Neill before quietly wrapped around Chen Yuan's back. Reading the Book House

Syllable!

A strap wrapped around Chen Yuan's left foot.

Syllable!

Immediately after that, the right foot, then the calf, thigh, waist......

Chen Yuan didn't know it, and a pair of fists slammed into the black belt in front of him again and again.

Bang!

The belt behind him, as if with madness, greed and rage, wrapped Chen Yuan's hands, like snakes that had finally waited for the time, winding wildly.

But even so, these black bands still did not stop Chen Yuan's fist, but were pulled, deformed, and even showed signs of being torn.

Sensing all this, the black mist surged again, and more black bands shot out of the cane.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the belt in front of Chen Yuan's body that was frantically beaten turned into a flying flotsam, and the aftermath of spiritual power instantly splashed, shaking all the people around who couldn't move to turn pale, and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.

Chen Yuan was still unmoved, and immediately found the next target, the white fist gloves, and turned into a phantom in the sky again.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of explosions kept ringing, more and more black bands were shattered, and Chen Yuan's punches were getting faster and faster.

The next moment, Chen Yuan suddenly slowed down, extremely slowly.

The strong contrast between the tremendous forces made everyone feel uncomfortable, and the people around them trembled, and soon lost the light in their eyes, and then collapsed to the ground with a pale face.

This is the rule of the power that belongs to this world, from fast to slow, from fierce and invincible, to yin and yang harmony, there is no level that cannot be touched at all, let alone watched and understood.

At the same time, Chen Yuan's body ignored the wrapping of the black band, and began to emerge with white and purple qi, which slowly rotated above his head, and then formed a Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.

Rumble!

This extremely slow punch was punched, and all the black belts in front of Chen Yuan were shattered, and the cracks even spread towards the black mist with the belts.

As if he knew that he should not be underestimated, the cane in the black mist waved again, and all the straps broke instantly.

The black ribbon that wrapped Chen Yuan also fell off as a result, and then, a vast aura spread throughout the square in an instant.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's eyes had returned to calm, and his fist momentum had stopped.

He just stood quietly, but he was able to attract all the light around him.

If someone is sober, they can feel that there seems to be some kind of change in Chen Yuan's body.

The eyes seem to be brighter, there is a faint layer of fluorescence on the body, and the face is calm like water, but it contains thousands of things.

And the Tai Chi pattern composed of white and purple qi on his head has also quietly changed.

The white qi stared even more, and the purple qi had slowly turned black, but it had a completely different aura from the black of the black mist, to the yang, to the rigid.

Finally, all the purple qi turned black, and at this moment, an indescribable momentum suddenly burst out from Chen Yuan's body, instantly overpowering the black mist.

B-grade!

The black fog that was constantly surging seemed to be greatly suppressed, and it became a little restrained, and then completely calmed down.

Chen Yuan slowly took a step forward, and his voice seemed to sound from all directions.

"You, do you want to know how to die?"

The black mist slowly condensed, and Blackjack's figure resurfaced.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Yuan with a solemn face.

"What's weird about you?"

is also B-level, and he has been immersed for many years, and the person opposite has only just broken through, but this only caused him a strong sense of crisis.

It's as if the other party can crush him.

Chen Yuan didn't answer him, but just took another step forward.

"Did you know that there is a knife technique? ”

As he spoke, several ice picks suddenly condensed in front of Chen Yuan.

"What?"

As he spoke, Blackjack mobilized his spiritual power with all his strength to fill the black cane, and an inexplicable fluctuation slowly floated out, while his steps subconsciously took a step back.

"This kind of knife method, there is no false hair, and it can turn everything into a knife. ”

Chen Yuan raised his hand and put it on the ice pick, stroking it gently, as if he was touching the most precious and fragile thing in the world.

Blackjack's body stiffened, and the sense of crisis of death was infinitely magnified at this moment.

He didn't respond to Chen Yuan again, gritted his teeth and raised his cane violently.

The black barrier appeared again, but the color was even deeper and lightless than before, and it wrapped his whole person, and at the same time, the surface of the black barrier shot out several extremely fast black pillars of light, and the light around the light pillars was absorbed and distorted, looking as if the space was torn apart.

Then, the barrier lifted into the air and slammed into the glass wall of one side of the square, beyond which was the deep sea.

Chen Yuan didn't seem to care, still gently stroking the three icicles that stopped in mid-air.

"This knife technique is called 'Xiao Li Flying Knife'. ”

The words fell, and the three icicles disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, the black pillar of light shattered, the black barrier collapsed, and Blackjack's eyes widened and fell to the ground.

There was a hole in his chest.

And inside, the icicle has been inserted into the heart.