Chapter 165: Purple Lightning Thunder

"Bang!" However, what shocked people was that Jing Chen did not choose to dodge, he took turns to move his fists, like the Wind God Hammer, rumbling and exploding, and with a bang, the purple thunder Tengteng in his hand was all covered in his fist, and he actually resisted the peerless killing sword!

"Snort!" The incomparable spear, the killing intent is like the sea, rolling in all directions, like a dark gold real dragon passing through the sky, revealing an incomparable killing aura, the void shatters, the air rushes, and the terrifying spear is like a dream, and it pierces Jingchen's heart in an instant, and the killing intent is cold, deep into the human bone marrow.

"Hey—since you all choose to use weapons, I'll fight you with weapons too. Jing Chen's eyes burst out with two rays of awe-inspiring light, he let out a low voice, the thunder light all over his body was completely violent, wisps of blazing purple Zhengang continued to condense from his palm, turning into a purple thunder halberd! Purple Thunder Battle Halberd, One Law, Ten Thousand Laws, Jing Chen and Jing Yan battled, comprehended the true meaning of the Jing clan's secret Xuanjin Nine Changes, relying on the physique of his own chaotic thunder body, forcibly condensed into a purple thunder war halberd, this is the prelude to his own supreme secret method!

"Boom!" The blazing thunder surging was extremely terrifying, the purple spear erupted out, evolving into a purple thunder sea, booming and roaring, colliding with the golden spear, the sharp spear tore through the void, shaking one side, powerful energy fluctuations came out, Jingchen flew out of the field, his right arm shook, a dark purple chaotic thunder spread out through his arms, instantly passed through the purple spear, completely shattered the opponent's spear, bang, the man in black was full of panic, was swept away by Jing Chen's shot, the bones crackled all over his body, the flesh and blood were blurred, and wisps of lilac thunder continued to swim in his body, cutting off all his vitality!

"Poof-" The void shook, a gray mist surged, and an ancient tower towered majestically above it, flowing out wisps of terrifying aura, and suppressed Jingchen, shaking the void. It's obvious that the other party just wants to kill him completely!

"Qiang Qiang!" Jing Chen's eyes bloomed with divine light, his body retreated backwards like a ghost, he didn't dare to risk himself, the other party's heavy weapon was very terrifying, at least it was tempered by a high-level Yuan Soul-level powerhouse, and the power was amazing, making him a little jealous. However, at the same time as the back turbulence, the purple lightning thunder gun in Jing Chen's hand spewed thin, surging out one after another magnificent purple thunder gang, like an ancient tower crushed down from a high altitude.

"Dangdang!" The ancient tower was majestic, surrounded by endless gray aura, like a gray magic mountain crushing over, purple guns bombarded the ancient tower, clanging metal trills thought about it, splashing a large area of blazing sparks, but it just couldn't defeat this ancient bell.

"Hehe, son, I see where you are running this time, this bell is refined by my clan elder himself, it is powerful, you are dead this time. A man in black had an indifferent face, a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, he swiped his hands in unison, and wisps of gray vitality continued to emerge from his body and condensed into a match, pouring into the ancient bell in the sky, it could be seen that he was controlling the big killing weapon, trying to completely wipe out Jingchen.

"Hehe, now I see how long he can still jump, the strength of the Soul Void Elder is unfathomable, and he is a god caster, and he has a high status in my Ghost Yan Sect, and the weapons he has tempered right now are naturally incomparably powerful, and he deserves to die if he kills so many disciples of my sect now. The black-clothed men around him sneered disdainfully, and he looked at Jing Chen, who was gradually forced into a desperate situation by Gu Zhong, and said coldly.

"Boom-" There was another loud bang, the gray ancient clock was majestic, terrifying, like an endless mountain suppressing down, although Jingchen tried his best to resist, but he was still shocked out. Fortunately, he was covered in thunder and lightning, turning into a piece of materialized purple thunder armor to protect him firmly and without any terrible impact. However, this still made him frown, if he didn't come up with a trick, I am afraid that he would not be able to completely defeat this terrible ancient bell at the moment.

"Damn the realm gap, if I can completely break through to the Yuan Soul realm, even if I fight that ancient bell with my bare hands, I am not afraid. Jing Chen was indignant in his heart, he was really aggrieved at the moment, there was no place to vent his terrifying combat power, the ancient bell seemed to be psychic, constantly crushing the void and suppressing him, and the terrifying aura as thick as a mountain made Jing Chen feel a palpitation at this moment.

"Haha-I don't think you'll die. Suddenly, the sword flashed, and a cold treasure knife turned into a void, turning into a silver waterfall and falling down, the cold cold light was extremely dazzling, murderous, and made people's bodies cold.

"Qiang Qiang!" At the critical moment, two terrifying rays of light burst out of Jing Chen's eyes, and the tip of the gun in his hand turned, and the purple spear surged out, surging out a wisp of dark purple thunder, and rushed forward. In an instant, the cold sword bombarded together.

"Boom!" The piercing killing aura rushed straight into Xiao Han, and the terrifying energy fluctuations vibrated out, turning into a circle of substantial ripples that spread out in all directions, making people tremble. A grim smile appeared on the corner of a black-clothed man's mouth, and the treasure knife in his mouth flashed with thousands of swords, surging down the ground, making Jingchen tired of coping. But the next moment, his face froze, and a wisp of dark purple thunder, indestructible, turned into a roaring purple dragon, piercing through the clouds, and breaking through the heavy knife curtain he had set up in the blink of an eye.

With a soft sound, the treasure knife in the black-clothed man's hand was completely cracked, turning into a piece of crystal silver scattered everywhere, he was spasmed, and the lilac thunder shimmered, wrapping around his body, making him roar like crazy, looking extremely hideous.

"Poof-" At the same time, Jingchen was not happy, and he was forced to kill the man in black with one shot to resolve his own crisis, but he still ignored the terrible ancient clock behind him, Zhong Bo rippled out faintly, and it came suddenly, knocking Jingchen out in an instant. The terrifying force made Jing Chen spurt out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, he roared, his whole body was full of thunder, the thunder and lightning spear slashed out one after another, and wisps of purple spears continued to surge forward, wrapping around the ancient bell, bursting out with an incomparably violent aura, allowing him to temporarily get rid of the suppression of the ancient bell in exchange for a hint of respite.

"In that case, I have no choice but to kill you completely. Jing Chen's eyes were like cold lightning, he wiped the few wisps of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, the purple spear surged out a blazing purple thunder, his body flashed, the purple spear swallowed the edge, and attacked the black-clothed man who was screaming in pain not far away. Fang Cai responded in a hurry, but it didn't give him much time to react, and under one blow, he didn't completely kill the attacker. But at the moment, Jingchen will not let go of such a good opportunity. Killing one more person here is equivalent to consuming one more point of the opponent's strength, and the chance of escape for himself and Piaofu will also be one more point.

"Ahh

"I'll send you on your way. Jing Chen's face was cold, he picked the tip of his gun, and the purple spear cut down like a knife, stabbing towards the man in black's spiritual cover, Sen Leng's murderous aura was extremely cold, like the cold wind blowing in the moon, making the man in black face miserable.

"Ahh The man in black screamed in horror, his vitality was almost burning, he resisted desperately, and his body kept retreating, but it was already no faster than Jingchen's purple lightning thunder gun.