_Chapter 847: The Strong
At that moment, he gently flicked his robe, and a wisp of breeze swept towards Zhuang Yichen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Writer-level battle poems and breezy chanting, in his slight action, it was instantly formed, and this person's strength was inexplicably strong.
Zhuang Yichen suddenly became alert, the blood-stained sword was across his chest, and the defensive move of the Xingchen Sword Technique reappeared.
"Boom!" When that wisp of wind hit the bloodstained sword, it suddenly became violent, and in an instant, it increased by more than a hundred times.
Zhuang Yichen's tiger mouth felt a huge earthquake, and the blood-stained sword almost flew out of his hand. The whole person was like a cannonball, and it was blasted out hundreds of feet from afar.
Fortunately, a wisp of pure talent penetrated into his body at the most critical moment, quietly defusing Han Yezi's follow-up attack.
On the surface, Zhuang Yichen was definitely killed immediately after receiving this blow, but in fact, it was just thunder and rain.
"Actually not dead?" Han Yezi frowned, and his body suddenly had an afterimage. As for the red rock and the purple jade, he didn't even bother to look at it.
This Zero Realm fragment will soon be closed, and the two shape-shifting beasts will never be able to fly out of the palm of his hand.
As long as Zhuang Yichen completes the planned tasks, he can then explore the fragments of the Zero Realm to his heart's content, and maybe he can discover a great opportunity.
Zhuang Yichen's figure forcibly stopped in the air, and the attack power brought by Han Yezi disappeared at this time. Wen Ru's strength is so strong that you can only feel it if you have really fought each other. In terms of martial arts, the three swords of Xingchen are definitely enough, but what he is missing now is the realm, that is, the lack of strength.
If another martial Confucian powerhouse is used to cast the Three Swords of the Stars, even if it is only a martial Confucian mid-level, he may not be afraid of Han Yezi.
However, he should be glad that Cheng Dieyi was hidden in the shadows, which made him somewhat relieved.
"Being able to welcome me with one move and not dying, looking at the younger generation, you are the only one! Gongsun Ce is far inferior to you!" Han Yezi floated lightly at this time, looking at Zhuang Yichen and sighing.
This son is a real genius, but it's a pity that the Tao is not the same! And he happened to block the Han family's Dao, who could save his life if Han Sheng wanted him to die.
Originally, he felt that it was overkill to kill Zhuang Yichen, but now he found that if he changed someone, he might not be able to get Zhuang Yichen.
"Mr. Han Yezi, is this a pity, but it's a pity that you will still kill me in the end no matter what!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly with a fearless face.
"I didn't expect to recognize my identity!" Han Yezi smiled and raised his right hand to Zhuang Yichen.
"It's a pity, no matter how talented and powerful you are, you will definitely die today!" Han Yezi's divine soul had completely locked on Zhuang Yichen at this time, leaving him with no chance to escape.
Zhuang Yichen even has cold hairs on his body to stand up, at this time it can definitely be regarded as a life and death, if Cheng Dieyi doesn't make a move, he will die.
At the critical moment, Zhuang Yichen almost summoned Toris with the help of power, but in the end he forcibly held back.
A ball of light began to bloom in Han Yezi's fingers, which was white at first, soft, and very warm.
But after only a breath, the warmth became scorching, and it increased faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, the temperature around Han Yezi soared by at least a hundred degrees, which is the temperature that can turn people into ashes.
Then, the white light suddenly flew out of Han Yezi's hand, with the autumn slaughter, the condensation of vitality.
After a light sigh, Cheng Die's slender figure suddenly appeared, and with a flick of his fingers, he hit the white hot light.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" At this moment, a somewhat funny accent appeared, as if singing an opera. Immediately afterwards, a huge monkey suddenly jumped down from the air, and a huge rod with no discernible material in his hand slammed down towards Cheng Dieyi's head.
And Han Yezi's eyes also flashed with terrifying killing intent, his hands and sleeves waved in unison, and dozens of scorching white rays flew towards Cheng Dieyi like fireflies in the night.
"Qu Monkey!" Cheng Dieyi snorted, but the expression on her pretty face did not change at all. Her Qianqianyu hand pulled out an extremely graceful orchid finger, and a wave-shaped light mask suddenly appeared half a foot away from her delicate body.
A woman's physique is yin, and the practice of practicing the water system is naturally half the effort. However, Zhuang Yichen had never seen the rest of the people who could perform the water system exercises in such a beautiful posture.
When it comes to a big figure in the cultivation realm like Han Yezi Cheng Dieyi, the general war poems are almost all in a flash, and there is no need to write at all. Unless it is the kind of war poetry that is passed down to the world, it is naturally different.
Cheng Dieyi shouted the name Qu Monkey, and Zhuang Yichen's body couldn't help but shake slightly. Just like Han Yezi's status in the Han family, Qu Monkey also has the same status in the Qu family, and even surpasses it.
Legend has it that Qu Monkey is not the descendant of the Qu family, but the monkey child that Qu Yuan and Qu Sheng found in an ice and snow wasteland by chance. Qu Monkey has infinite strength since he was a child, and the power of any martial arts he cultivates is far above others.
After becoming an adult, Qu Sheng also deliberately found the corpse of an ancient dragon, and based on the large bones of its backbone, he refined a powerful battle blade.
At this time, the giant rod that fell towards Cheng Dieyi's head was the battle blade refined from the spine and big bone of the ancient dragon.
Whether it is Han Yezi or Qu Monkey, they are all powerful figures among the great Confucians, although they are not as good as the top Confucians like Feng Wuxian, but at least they will not be much worse than He Yi and Generalissimo Li.
More importantly, in terms of age, they are young Confucians, and their future prospects are broader and unlimited.
Yiwen and Wuwu joined forces to attack, even if the wind was unharmed, I am afraid that they would have to temporarily avoid the edge, and Xu Tu counterattacked.
But Cheng Dieyi is a fierce man who practices the Taishang Forgetfulness Mantra, and he is not even afraid that his soul will disappear, and what will he be afraid of.
I saw her orchid fingers pass through her temples in an extremely graceful posture, as if stroking her hair.
The slightly trembling tail finger unexpectedly touched the tip of the giant stick. Cheng Dieyi's jade hands are very slender and her nails are bright. The little finger is incomparably slender and beautiful, soft as boneless. No matter which man holds it, there will be a feeling of a heartbeat.
The gap between this tail finger and the giant stick is probably a thousand times, one beautiful, the other hideous. But when the two touched, the whole space seemed to stand still.
The monkey's body stayed in mid-air, and a pair of monkey eyes were wide open, reflecting an incredible appearance in them.