A palm thunder defused the crisis and killed the two of them.

But this palm thunder is extremely exhausting, if it is forced to do so, Zhou Chen will not act rashly.

Striking out this palm thunder, Zhou Chen's internal strength consumption was extremely powerful, and his internal breath was a little disordered, trying his best to soothe his internal breath, Zhou Chen looked up at Wang Haiwang, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Yes, it is palm thunder." ”

"It seems that the information of the investigation is a little biased, you even know such a secret technique, and the palm thunder is a secret method that Taoism does not transmit!" Wang Haiwang's surprised face quickly recovered as before, and he said indifferently: "The power of palm thunder is indeed amazing, but there are many drawbacks, and the internal strength of the person who uses this trick will be greatly damaged; At this time, if I kill you, it will be like digging into a bag. ”

"Then you can try." Zhou Chen said with a smile on his face, still confident.

Looking at Zhou Chen with a confident face, Wang Haiwang didn't do it immediately, but stared at Zhou Chen with a scrutinizing face.

Zhou Chen's ability to use palm thunder really shocked Wang Haiwang, and this guy is still so confident, is there anything to rely on? Wang Haiwang doesn't like fighting without a chance of winning, he not only doesn't like to waste time, but also doesn't like confrontation without a chance of winning, he cherishes his life very much, and he wants to take all the initiative in his own hands.

This is also the reason why his skills are hovering in the late stage of internal strength and cannot break through.

"Don't pretend to be pretending, you've become the end of a strong crossbow, and killing you is just a matter of raising your hand." Wang Haiwang stared at Zhou Chen tightly and said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Haiwang made a move, and he looked very sickly and moved extremely fast, like lightning. In an instant, the figure arrived in front of Zhou Chen, and his palm struck towards Zhou Chen's front door.

I didn't even bluff this sick ghost.

Zhou Chen's face was slightly panicked, but his steps were not messy in the slightest, looking at Wang Haiwang's attack, his figure quickly dodged back; can use a palm thunder, the internal strength is consumed too much, and the movement becomes slightly sluggish.

With a kill, Wang Haiwang did not continue to pursue, and he made a cautious move just to test it, which seemed to be the same as he guessed: the opponent used the palm thunder to seriously deplete the internal strength.

"Seems to confirm my suspicions." Wang Haiwang smiled indifferently and said, "Then, you have to die." ”

Saying that, Wang Haiwang shot again, this time the shot was extremely fierce and domineering, not as tentative as before, and hit Zhou Chen's chest with one palm. Looking at the attacking Wang Haiwang, Zhou Chen's face was solemn, he clenched the dagger in his hand, and without hesitation, stabbed towards the other party.

With a fierce stab, Wang Haiwang's figure turned, and the killing machine was resolved in an instant, and then his palm slammed towards Zhou Chen's chest.

The sharp palm technique was like a flood of beasts overwhelmingly attacking him, even if his palm had not yet hit him, Zhou Chen felt a powerful momentum rushing towards him. His face became more and more solemn, and he immediately raised his fist to resist.

"Boom"

The fists collided, and Zhou Chen felt that the opponent's palm contained a powerful momentum bombarding his fist.

I really didn't expect this sickly sick ghost to have such a strong internal strength, Zhou Chen only felt that the bones of his arms seemed to be about to break, and his blood veins were swollen terribly. But at this time, there is no way to withdraw the fist, if the fist is withdrawn, and the opponent attacks repeatedly, there is only a dead end. But if he fought like this, his internal strength was not as good as Wang Haiwang, and he was consumed by the use of palm thunder; With only internal strength, it is simply looking for death!

What to do?

Neither is resistance, nor is it withdrawing punches.

"It seems that the palm thunder has consumed a lot of your internal strength, since this is the case, then go and die!"

Wang Haiwang smiled indifferently, the strength of the palm technique increased a little more, and the overwhelming breath came to his face, and the breath spread along his arm to the viscera, making Zhou Chen's viscera surging, and his heart was faintly affected.

Shen Qingrou on the side looked at Zhou Chen's pale face, extremely worried in her heart, and quickly made a move with the hand on her waist.

"Whoosh"

The thin silver hook made a loud sound and shot towards Wang Haiwang.

I already knew that Shen Qingrou was a bloodthirsty female snitch, and she had a thorough understanding of Shen Qingrou's unique skills, and when she killed Zhou Chen, Wang Haiwang had been guarding against Shen Qingrou's move. Sensing the murderous aura coming from the side, Wang Haiwang didn't even look back, and his other hand slammed towards the direction where the silver hook was attacking.

"Bang"

Before the trivial silver hook touched Wang Haiwang's palm, it exploded under the suppression of a powerful momentum.

Seeing that her unique mastery was blasted open by the other party's palm, Shen Qingrou was surprised and very anxious in her heart.

"Hmph...... Even if you have a secret technique, your cultivation is too low, and in the middle of your internal strength, you want to kill me, which is simply wishful thinking; Today, let you die here. Wang Haiwang sneered and roared. I saw that the palm of the hand that blasted open the fine silver hook contained a powerful internal strength, and it was about to bombard towards Zhou Chen's face.

"Whoosh"

There was another sound, and there was a strong killing intent behind him, Wang Haiwang's face was shocked, he could feel the powerful aura of the other party, and he was very puzzled in his heart.

Why is there another master of internal strength in the late stage?

I don't know who it is, Wang Haiwang is extremely cautious, and the palm technique of the attack had to be withdrawn abruptly; Zhou Chen, who was fighting against him, sensed that the sick ghost was afraid in his heart and was about to withdraw his move, when the other hand holding the dagger swept towards him.

"Whoosh"

The master of the late stage of internal strength behind the defense, Wang Haiwang didn't expect that Zhou Chen, whose internal strength was almost exhausted, would take the initiative to attack, and he was suddenly flustered, unable to dodge, and the sweep swept along his chest.

"Poof"

The sharp dagger slashed through Wang Haiwang's chest, cutting a bloody wound, Wang Haiwang quickly dodged to the side, guarding against everyone present, stopped, glanced at a wound on his chest, and his pale face became more and more gloomy.

As soon as Wang Haiwang's figure dodged, the spear that burst from the door exploded from the position in front of him, and it was stuck straight into the ground.

I saw Yang Qilong's figure appear in the courtyard.

Sub-Olympic.

Are you used to pretending to be cool?

It's such a trick every time I play.

You can't just have a new twist.

"The Yang family's spear?" Wang Haiwang stared at Yang Qilong who came over with cold eyes, and asked.

"Yes, Yang Qilong of the Yang family." Yang Qilong's face was majestic, and he reported his home.

Sub-Olympic.

The same is true for self-reported homes?

Can't this product have some new tricks?

"The people of the Yang family are really bold enough to dare to be the enemy of our First God Sect." Wang Haiwang didn't care about the wound on his chest at all, looked at Yang Qilong indifferently, and sneered.

Cult of the First God.

What is it?

Not only Yang Xiaoqing, Shen Qingrou, but even Zhou Chen heard it in the clouds, he had never heard of such a name, is it the church? Zhou Chen's eyes fell on Yang Qilong's body, only to see that Yang Qilong heard about the First God Sect, his face changed slightly, it seems that he knows this name, and he should also know what the First God Sect does.

"The Cult of the First God is supposed to live in seclusion overseas, why are you here?" Yang Qilong's stunned expression disappeared instantly, his eyes looked directly at Wang Haiwang, and he asked coldly.