Qi Chen's punch has the power of splitting mountains and splitting stones, and the whistling fist wind seems to have the sound of wind and thunder, and the momentum is fierce, everything that stands in his way will be destroyed!

Even Xiang Yu, who was in his heyday, had to temporarily avoid his edge in the face of this terrifying punch.

However, at this moment, he didn't take half a step back, not even a tendency to retreat, just stood there, waiting for Qi Chen to kill.

As the fist approached infinitely, Qi Chen's pupils shot out a thick sarcasm, even if I don't kill you, as long as I abolish your dantian, from now on, you will be trampled by me like an ant, no matter how you struggle, you will not be able to get rid of the upcoming fate in the end!

The light of rice grains will never be able to compete with the bright moon!

"Xiang Yu, it's all over!" The corners of Qi Chen's mouth were grinned, and there was a cruel smile.

Xiang Yu's pupils constricted, and there was only one line left in his pupils, like two sharp blades, staring at Qi Chen.

When the fist was about to reach his abdomen, a breath like a wild beast suddenly gushed out from his body, and this beast seemed to have been imprisoned for countless years, and once it got out of trouble, it roared like a wild wave, and pounced on Qi Chen.

The Crazy Blood Technique seemed to be completely boiling with a ferocious aura, and this strange and terrifying energy that even its owner, Xiang Yu, felt palpitations, formed a trapped dragon lock, enveloping Qi Chen in it.

The biggest function of the trapped dragon lock is to trap people, and the ferocious spirit has the power to imprison everything, and the combination of the two, even if there is a strong man in front of him, he must be trapped for a moment.

In a split second, many things can be done, and this is what it means to be on the line between life and death.

What's more, Qi Chen's strength is still a one-liner away from the strong.

It's the same line, but the ending is completely different.

That menacing fist was about to hit Xiang Yu and abolish this terrifying opponent, but when it was only a stone's throw away, it couldn't move anymore!

It can really be said that the slightest mistake is thousands of miles, but this distance has become the end of the world where heaven and man are forever separated.

Xiang Yusen's cold eyes stared at the panicked Qi Chen, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold and playful, "You're right, it's over."

He didn't move, just looked at Qi Chen, disdainful, pity, and sighed.

Qi Chen only felt that everything in his body was imprisoned, the dark energy no longer moved, the blood no longer flowed, the muscles no longer had vitality, and all parts of his body were suppressed.

He couldn't speak, his eyes couldn't move, and his mind froze at this moment.

The trapped dragon lock, which was completely exerted by the ferocious aura, poured into Qi Chen's body everywhere, imprisoning everything about him and crushing everything about him.

The blood was squeezed out of the pores raw, Qi Chen's face was red and terrifying, and his eyes were also scarlet.

Xiang Yu continued to urge the trapped dragon lock.

One after another, stronger and more violent pressures frantically squeezed Qi Chen.

"Shhh

There was a tearing sound, and then the sound was incessant, as if the cloth had been torn apart, and it was very unpleasant and harsh.

The clothes on Qi Chen's body were torn, revealing skin that was also cracking.

The crimson skin was cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qi Chen was desperate, completely desperate, and he could clearly feel what was happening in his body.

But he couldn't move except for the fact that his head had regained a trace of his ability, and he didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy.

The speed at which the skin cracked became faster and faster, and blood gushed out from the cracked skin, and Qi Chen became a bloody man in the blink of an eye.

Everywhere in his body, it was as if he had been stabbed countless times, and then, Qi Chen felt that his vitality was passing rapidly.

He wants to roar, he wants to roar, he wants to vent.

However, all is not possible.

He could only feel his death clearly.

Boom!

Qi Chen fell, blood flowing from the cracked skin all over his body, staining the ground red.

But he was not dead yet, when the trapped dragon lock dispersed, Qi Chen regained the ability to move, and when he opened his mouth, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the boundless pain on his body made him can't help but let out a mournful cry like a beast.

"Xiang Yu, you can't die well! My family will avenge me! You must not die well! Every time Qi Chen said a word, he had to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and after saying this, he was also dead, and he died after speaking.

What a dead man said, Xiang Yu didn't have to or bother to argue about anything, just smiled coldly.

The demonic genius of the Heavenly Martial Body is nothing more than that!

When that person saw this scene, his expression was unwavering, as if such a result was a matter of course, and it should be like this.

"Thank you." Xiang Yu took a deep breath, and with the slightest joy that he didn't succeed in killing Qi Chen, he said calmly and gratefully to that person.

The man looked at him and smiled, "You're going to be in big trouble."

"yes." Xiang Yu sighed lightly.

The Qi family and the Yan family died a full twelve strong men tonight, although only Qi Qingqiu and Yan Wuzheng really died in his hands, but everyone's death was inseparable from him.

In addition, Yan You and Qi Chen also died, with their talents, their status in the family must surpass these twelve powerhouses in the future, and the shock caused by their death is not comparable to those twelve powerhouses.

The body of heavenly martial arts, there is no one in ten thousand, even among the ancient seven clans, they are very few existences, it can be said that as long as everyone is not dead, they will definitely Ling Tian.

It is conceivable that the Qi family and the Yan family will never give up.

Moreover, from the beginning to the present, everything he has done is very secretive, but there is no impermeable wall under the sky, there will always be clues left, and sooner or later one day he will be suspicious of his head.

And the Qi family and the Yan family had already set their sights on his growth-type martial arts, but at that time, there were people from the ancient seven clans who participated, would they also use such extreme methods?

With Chu Ge'er and Zhao Ritian here, maybe the Chu family and the Zhao family will not have this kind of thought, but what about the Qin family, the Han family and the Wei family?

Especially the Qin family and the Wei family, they also have a deep hatred with Xiang Yu that cannot be resolved.

"Do you want me to help you?" The man asked with a chuckle.

Xiang Yu shook his head, "No." ”

Pressure is often also motivation, tonight's series of battles, on his strength, the effect is very obvious, he believes that when he recovers from this battle, the strength realm will definitely touch the barrier of the strong.

That person seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Finding opportunities in a crisis and surviving in a desperate situation does have the most simple and crude benefits for the excavation of potential and the improvement of strength, but if the pressure is too great, it will be too much, and the blood on your body is too thick and the murderous aura is too heavy, and it may be possible to make his strength skyrocket in a short period of time, but if you reach the realm of the strong, you will know how this will affect you."

After a pause, he sighed softly as if talking to himself: "Go back first, wait for my news."