"Well, why is this kid so arrogant, I don't like him very much. ”

In the void, Donnie Yen frowned, a serious way.

Long Ya's face immediately pulled down, and she was silent for a while and shouted:

"People are arrogant and take care of your bird affairs, you idiot, you hurry up and think about your aunt, think of the great movement of the stars, it is best to write it silently, and then give his sword to your aunt and grandmother!"

"Hmph, if you covet my secret art, don't think about it. ”

Donnie Yen snorted and squinted at Long Ya, looking like he had seen through her.

In the middle of the field, Mingchen's eyebrows were raised, and he shouted: "You bastard, do you think your ancestors are still alive? Don't talk about those lost glories, let me ask you, do you still want to fight!"

Shi Hao's face was pale, his fists were clenched, his arms were bruised, this time he didn't speak, he stretched out his palm, this big hand was boundless!

To be precise, this is a big hand of blood clouds, hazy blood mist, and a blood moon hangs inside, pressing the sky and the earth!

This palm is so terrifying, it covers the sky, as if it came out of nothingness, and contains an incomparable majesty, which is throbbing and creepy.

"This is, could this be the secret technique of the saint of the Shi Clan, the Blood Transformation Divine Palm!"

Someone is roaring, this is the secret technique of the saint, it was created by the saint, and it can be compared to the martial arts of the Great Dao!

The secret art of saints is too rare, this kind of existence can only be mastered by saint families, this is the essence!

This is a big hand that is too terrifying, making Ming Chen tremble, his eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity, and a terrifying golden giant palm erupted from his back.

Cover the sky with one hand!

The blood cloud's big hand covered the sky, and the golden giant palm hung on the ground, creating a spectacular picture that made people hairy.

"Hmph, smash it for me!"

Shi Hao drank coldly, and the palm of the blood cloud in the sky sank, crushing the heavens and the earth, and the void was writhing.

The golden giant palm swayed upward, and the blood and qi shattered, and it bombarded it!

The divine light was so hot that the scenery was confused, and no one could hear any movement, that is, the sound was too loud, as if the sky was about to fall.

The sky is bursting, everything is shattering, and big cracks for more than ten miles are born!

"Hmph, give me practice!"

In the blurred scene, there was a cold voice, and the blood cloud giant palm actually crushed the golden giant palm, and suddenly evolved into a huge blood-colored oven, burning with a fierce blood light, and a blood moon rose and fell inside.

Under the shocked gazes of the surroundings, the blood-colored oven was covered and sealed the dust inside!

"What?"

"Mingchen is sealed!"

"I understand, this is the secret technique of the saint, the blood transformation divine palm, which specializes in restraining the body quenching supernatural power!"

"Why are there so many supernatural powers to restrain the body, this is also too unfair!"

Some people were puzzled and shouted frantically, isn't Lei Zhen the magic power to restrain and quench the body!

Shi Hao walked out, stood with his hands in his hands, his heroic posture seemed to be majestic, and he said disdainfully:

"Mingchen, that's just it!"

The crowd was terrified.

"Really?"

A playful voice suddenly came.

Shi Hao's body stiffened suddenly, and he lost his voice:

"Who?"

As soon as these words fell, he was greeted by a kick that stepped directly on his head.

"Ahh

Shi Hao screamed miserably, and was kicked down by Mingchen, spitting blood in his shocking mouth, and his neck was almost trampled crooked.

"The secret art of the saint is nothing more than that!"

Mingchen walked up to him and said disdainfully.

Just now he moved the Phantom Aurora, although the Sage's secret technique was strong, but the Phantom Aurora was skillfully dissolved with the power of the weak space.

The whole audience was in a shock, they didn't know what had just happened, they just knew that Ming Chen had dodged the Blood Transformation Divine Palm and broken the Saint's Secret Technique!

This is the law created by a saint, and it was dodged by this guy, what kind of power does he have?

"Hmph, Shi Hao is too proud, this saint's secret technique is strong, but it's not that he can exert his might, now it's okay, he was kicked down by someone, this is really a great shame. ”

Under the sneering gaze of many people, Shi Hao's face turned purple, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "You dare to humiliate me, I will kill you!"

This cold voice contained a tragic murderous aura, rushing to his face, making Mingchen's brows jump, and he said coldly:

"If I don't beat you, you really don't know how many pounds and taels you weigh, you've been looking for me for a month, and I always have to leave you a little mark!"

Ming Chen raised his palm and suppressed him, Shi Hao roared fiercely: "You want to insult me and I am not qualified enough!"

The psychic sword erupted all at once, and the ferocious sword slashed through the heavens and the earth, sweeping towards his arm.

Ming Chen's speed was even faster, and his palm was golden, which was Taiyi Immortal in motion, containing terrifying monstrous blood.

He pinched out two fingers, instantly clamped the psychic sword, and the entire palm of his hand was about to burn, and he wanted to pinch the psychic sword!

This thing Mingchen has long been hot, if he can get the psychic sword, he will definitely be able to promote the broken sword to a terrifying level!

"What a strong body!"

Shi Hao's scalp was numb for a while, and he immediately pulled the sword away, rubbing out a large spark, and it seemed to be caught by Shenjin just now.

"I'd like to see if your body is strong, or if my sword is strong!"

Shi Hao roared, his whole body was burning, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, which merged into the psychic sword, and this divine sword was suddenly fierce to the extreme, and the sword light that erupted was soaring.

The sword slashed out, causing the vacuum to shatter in layers, and the large cracks were several miles away.

Zheng!

Mingchen was fearless, the black hair danced wildly, bullied up, stretched out his palms forward, merged into one, and clamped it towards the psychic jade.

He was furious with all his strength, trying to clinch the sword over.

Shi Hao's eyes shrank suddenly, and he sneered:

"Okay, you bastard, you actually hit the attention of my sword, you are looking for death, this sword is already my natal treasure, you can't steal it!"

Immediately, a trace of yin and poison flashed in Shi Hao's eyes, his right hand stretched out suddenly, and his two fingers pointed at the sword, and the fingers cracked, and drops of bright red essence blood flowed out, merging into the sword.

The turquoise sword was dyed blood-red all of a sudden, with a bewitching beauty, and a terrifying sharp aura was faintly awakened inside, and with a broken drink, it burst out.

Sky Shattering Sword Technique!

The psychic sword burned, the end was terrifying, and it was so hot and terrifying that a whole piece of heaven and earth was burned down.

"Not good!"

Ming Chen's face changed slightly, his palm was bleeding, and he felt an extremely terrifying fluctuation spreading within this sword.

His body exploded in an instant, but this sword was too fast, and a thick sword burst out, like a mountain coming sideways, and that terrifying sharp aura slashed at his eyebrows.

Mingchen's eyebrows were punctured, and a drop of blood flowed out, this kind of sharp aura was beyond his expectations, it must be a terrifying secret technique!

The audience was shocked, feeling that Mingchen was about to be slashed by force, because the sword was close to him, and the next moment they were all relieved, because Mingchen disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Mingchen, don't you want to run, even if you move the Void Technique, you won't be able to escape the tracking of my sword!"

Shi Hao regained his strength, pointed at the blood-colored sword, and the sharp qi surged, tearing apart the heavens and the earth, and it was cold to the bones.