Han Chen would not be so naïve as to think that Shen Wantong would only use the move of Condensing Spring Handprint. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

You must know that after the martial arts reach the same level, there will be a significant improvement, on the one hand, it is reflected in the fact that the lethality of the martial arts has been greatly improved, and on the other hand, the martial arts have the existence of killing moves.

Killing moves, similar to the big sun wheel of "Infinite Sword Spectrum", are the essence of martial arts.

Due to the limitation of the martial arts level of the "Condensing Spring Handprint", its killing moves naturally cannot be compared with the martial arts of the Great Sun Light Wheel, but once it is displayed, it can also completely suppress a martial artist with low cultivation like Han Chen.

Under the rise of Shen Wantong's thick water vapor, the clouds precipitated in mid-air began to slowly spread, blocking the bright scorching sun behind it, and the cold wind in the venue was everywhere, with a sense of oppression that the wind and rain were about to come and the clouds were full of buildings.

And behind the thick clouds, a blue palm broke through the air and pressed down on Han Chen's face.

This giant hand is extremely huge, as if the gods are under pressure, and Shen Wantong's Ningquan handprint just now does not know how many times stronger it is, just under this coercion, there is a feeling that it can be stopped.

Even Ling Shaoqing's face in the distance changed slightly, he didn't expect that this was just the beginning of the fight, Shen Wantong directly hurt the killer, and he did not hesitate to lose his vitality to show this ancient killing move.

Han Chen in the field naturally bore the brunt of this momentum, his blood was surging, his blood was swelling, his cheeks were flushed, he only felt that the air flow was surging all over his body, almost as if he was about to explode.

Taking a deep breath, under such coercion, a long groan suddenly burst out from between Han Chen's mouths.

The sound of a dragon roaring like a tiger clearly resounded throughout the station of the Northern War Zone, and in Han Chen's roar mixed with the blood of the black Jiao, his sense of stagnation and restraint was loosened in a moment, and at this opportunity, Han Chen hurriedly used his blood qi.

Dao Dao's blood qi quickly ran around the bloodlines around him, completely canceling out the previous sense of oppression, Han Chen's gaze froze, he looked up at the huge palm like a god, and as soon as he raised his hands, the Dao Lion Emperor's handprint slapped away.

I saw the lion-headed moths formed by the condensation of blood and qi crashing into the handprints that were slowly pressed down in the air like a flame.

In an instant, the number of lion heads was about ten or so, and the Dao Dao lion heads were domineering and strong, and the impact force was extremely amazing, but under such a blow, the handprint in the air still did not mean to be reduced at all, and it was still pressed down at a slow speed.

Although the speed is slow, the momentum it carries is particularly amazing, like a mountain rock facing you, and the waves sweeping away.

"Boy, you're going to die today!!" Shen Wantong yelled a little frantically.

Under the frenzied urging of his vitality, the handprint that fell down suddenly increased in speed, and when Han Chen had no way to avoid it, it directly slapped into this square.

There was a bang, and the dust was flying.

The handprint was patted, directly enveloping most of the square, and I saw that the light blue water vapor filled the surroundings, and the hard soil directly imprinted a huge handprint shape.

The ground is concave and convex, and the range of this mudra is extremely wide, almost the size of the previous wooden platform.

The entire site was sunk down to a height of about a foot, which shows how extraordinary the power of the mudra was.

"Han Chen!" Ling Shaoqing suddenly got up, and his eyes were projected onto the field.

He Youwei saw Ling Shaoqing's movements, and his whole body was also tense, for fear that the pride of the heavens in the Eastern Theater would be furious at this time, and he said, "Nephew Ling Xian, don't interfere with the normal progress of the fight." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ling Shaoqing suddenly turned his head, and his fierce eyes stabbed at He Youwei like a sharp sword.

He Youwei's complexion changed, his body staggered, and he hurriedly supported the role beside him, and his heart palpitated for a while.

Ling Shaoqing clearly didn't use any martial arts, just the momentum swept over by this glance, which made him feel as if several sharp swords had pierced his chest in an instant, and he had a sense of loss that he was almost dying.

His face trembled, and He Youwei held back the anger in his stomach, but he didn't dare to attack it again.

The smoke and dust slowly dispersed, and Shen Wantong's figure was first revealed, his face did not have a rampant demeanor, but a vigilant and tense appearance, his face was a little pale, panting, and obviously the loss was not small.

Seeing his appearance, He Youwei swallowed the words that were just about to announce the end of the fight, and looked at it silently.

There was a thud of falling stones.

Then, a familiar coughing sound was heard from the smoke that had not completely dissipated.

A rickety figure barely crawled out of the deep dirt pit, Han Chen's clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, and his face was covered with dust, extremely embarrassed, but fortunately, there were no too obvious injuries on the surface.

Shaking the dust around him, Han Chen glanced around his body in some surprise.

There was really nothing going on, except that the vitality entered the body, and the cold water qi began to surge into the viscera meridians, Han Chen's body actually withstood this slap that was enough to ten thousand catties.

He began to have some heart palpitations, and he felt the vigorous power of the mudra, and thought that he was going to explain here.

Fortunately, at the same time that handprint was pressed down, Han Chen got rid of the shackles of coercion in time and condensed his own blood and qi to help his physical body resist this attack.

That mudra is indeed big enough, but it is also because it is too big, and the power is too scattered, if the power can be gathered into one point, even if Han Chen's body is really forged with a sharp weapon, it will have to break a few pieces.

The blood qi was running around the body for a while, absorbing the cold aura in the body directly into it.

Han Chen's gaze looked at the dumbfounded Shen Wantong, "Is that all your means?" ”

The voice was not loud, but in such a quiet venue, it was clearly transmitted to the surroundings, and Han Chen was clearly speaking in an ordinary tone, but listening to the ears of others, it was indeed extremely arrogant.

Shen Wantong stood silently for a while, and then suddenly became angry, "You kid!! ”

While roaring, the handprints slapped down one after another, thick clouds filled the air, blue light rose, and in an instant, the entire venue was completely filled with a wave of tremors.

The muffled sound of the road made the onlookers tremble in their eardrums, and they couldn't hear the surrounding sounds clearly.

Han Chen was naturally lonely, and when he saw Shen Wantong make a move, his Lion Emperor handprints were also thrown out one by one, and his eyes were full of blue and red light blending and exploding, and the smoke and dust of Gon Gon completely enveloped the entire venue.

Under the cover of this smoke and dust, Han Chen bowed his body and rushed towards Shen Wantong's side.

If he really relied on the exchange of vitality and Shen Wantong to consume it, Han Chen would definitely not be his opponent.

Even if he has abundant blood and qi now, and he has the recovery and transformation of the blood bead chain, there is still a big gap between him and the martial artists of the Sanren Realm, if this stalemate continues, it will definitely be Han Chen who loses.

Therefore, he planned to break through at close range, wanting to move from Shen Wantong's body.

As long as Shen Wantong can be completely wiped out, no matter how much vitality content there is, it will be empty.

Han Chen's speed of rushing forward was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Wantong was already close in front of him, and because of the obscuration of smoke and dust, Shen Wantong didn't even see his figure, and when Han Chen appeared in the field of vision, it was too late to dodge.

"Kuixing Kick Fight!!"

Approaching Shen Wantong, Han Chen didn't hesitate at all, and his right leg jerked up, pumping towards his body.

The legs were like whip shadows, like meteors, and with a crisp sound, they directly slapped Shen Wantong's body.

Han Chen's body is now strong, throwing out one leg, due to the blessing of martial arts and the hardness of his body, he also has at least three thousand catties of strength, which is enough to directly stun most of the second-pattern spirit beasts.

Although Shen Wantong is a martial artist in the realm of scattered people, in fact, his physical body is not much stronger than that of ordinary layman realms.

Under the volley of this leg, the whole person flew out directly, spun around a few times in mid-air, and rolled out a long distance before he could fall to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Han Chen did not feel any joy, but frowned tightly.

It felt that something was not right, although the leg just now hit Shen Wantong's body head-on, it didn't have that feeling of fitting the flesh, as if something had dispersed all the strength, and even Han Chen wondered if Shen Wantong had been injured.

Looking at Shen Wantong who was crawling on the ground, he didn't stand up for a long time, Han Chen hesitated a little and walked over there. He came too late and didn't see the fight between Shen Wantong and Zhou Changqing.

If he knew that Shen Wantong had completely refined the scale armor of the Heitan two-headed python that he had snatched from them, and had also made a set of protective subordinate weapons, he would not have said anything.

It's a pity that Han Chen didn't know.

After a few steps, he had already walked in front of Shen Wantong, and just wanted to check Shen Wantong's state, but before he could lower his figure, he suddenly saw Shen Wantong's buried head raised.

"Not good!" Han Chen's heart jumped, his face changed greatly, and he almost subconsciously wanted to retreat to the back.

But before he could pull out his footsteps, his right leg suddenly tightened, and he was already firmly grasped by Shen Wantong, and it was too late to escape from his legs.

Shen Wantong's embarrassed face showed a crazy smile that had succeeded in his plan, and then his mouth opened, and a slipping blue light instantly burst out from it.

Han Chen's pupils narrowed dangerously into a needle shape, and he watched as the light burst out of Shen Wantong's mouth.

Damn, it's Yuan Dan!!