Chapter 41: Wang Chen's Powerful Domain!!

"Haha... Flying Tiger, you can't do this! Jiang Liu turned into the appearance of a giant wolf, and with a vertical step, he quickly flew past the Flying Tiger's side, leaving three more hideous wind scratches on the Flying Tiger's body, and said playfully.

The expression of the flying tiger was very solemn, under the rapid rotation of the river, it couldn't catch the figure of the river at all, so fortunately he sat cross-legged on the ground, and the technique changed, and a stream of flames that seemed to be like a substance emerged in the body, and the flame seemed to have some attraction ability, and when the fire element between heaven and earth was torn by him, a terrifying sea of fire was formed around the flying tiger, wanting to limit the speed of the river's figure.

"Good boy, Feihu, you really have two hits!" Jiang Liu's figure stopped in a corner in the distance, and he naturally saw how powerful the sea of fire around Feihu was. "Come on, I'm not that easy to beat!" The flying tiger sits on the ground like a clock, breaking a general's demeanor and pointing the country.

"Underestimate me!" Jiang Liu sneered, his body underwent a huge change, but after a while, he turned into a king of all beasts with huge fangs, his claws slammed into the ground, and the whole person's body jumped directly to a height of several zhang, making a fierce tiger descending the mountain, facing the direction of the flying tiger, and pounced.

"Burn, Agni!" Flying Tiger's hands were in the form of hugging a tree, looking like a sincere prayer, an invisible fluctuation spread out of his body with the Flying Tiger's movements, and the surrounding sea of wind and fire became violent and violent, looking up to the sky, forming a large hand of flames, exuding terrifying flames, and grabbing at the figure of Jiang Liu.

"I can't imagine that Flying Tiger's control of the flames has reached such a level, I have to admit that Flying Tiger is indeed a genius, since this is the case, let me polish you well!" A trace of evil thoughts rose from Jiang Liu's heart, and he clearly remembered how embarrassed he was last time...

"Open it for me!" Jiang Liu roared angrily, the two huge tiger palms shook, and the ten sharp claws were like sharp swords, flashing with amazing light, and they tore directly at the flame big hand that was grabbed below, and the two palms were sharp, like a broken bamboo, but it was only a few breaths of time, and the big hand was torn apart and exploded by Ao Jiangliu from top to bottom.

"Drink!" Jiang Liu shouted, his speed was still unabated, the cold glow of his ten fingers became more and more vigorous, and it was covered with a layer of earth-colored luster, making him look even more hideous and terrifying, as if he could tear apart the heavens and the earth, and grab the flying tiger.

"Humph!" Feihu sneered, Jiang Liu might have no way to do anything with him outside, but Jiang Liu flew into his domain, and the situation was a little different.

"O fire, bloom your power!" The Flying Tiger silently chanted, and then the whole world underwent great changes, countless flames became violent, as if they were poured with sesame oil, terrifying, with the Flying Tiger as the center, with Omo as the focus, all the flames exploded, and the energy generated filled the entire square, the earth dried up, the air burned and steamed, and the air waves were pressing, so that the sky was discolored.

"I'll give you a little more toppings!" The flying tiger smiled cruelly, and his technique suddenly changed, in the form of a lotus flower, and slowly merged together.

Thundered!

As the flying fox's hands joined together, the flames that were constantly exploding were brutally compressed by the flying tiger, and they shrouded the position of the river, and the violent energy instantly submerged Omo's figure, leaving behind, going straight to the flame energy that continued to explode.

"Jiangliu!" Feihu wiped the sweat off his forehead, only to feel that the sky was spinning in his head, his spirit was dissolved, and the true yuan force in his body was seriously damaged, but he didn't dare to let go of the slightest unloading, he was clear about the strength of the river, and it was impossible to be defeated so easily.

Rumble!

After waiting for a few seconds, the flame that wrapped the river was suddenly violently shaken away by a majestic and vast True Yuan Force fluctuation, and a huge black bear slowly walked out of it, his eyes were joyless and carefree, like a walking corpse, very indifferent to this flying tiger walked over, his pace seemed to be slow, step by step, but nearly a hundred meters away he only took a few steps and had already come to a few meters of the flying tiger, his body shook, and the surrounding dim flames seemed to be melting snow, and quickly dissipated.

"It's incredible, you actually hurt me, if you let you reach the second rank of the warrior level, I really don't know what kind of height you will reach, so I'm looking forward to it!" Jiang Liu suddenly smiled, opened his huge bear mouth, and said with a hint of expectation.

Sou!

Jiang Liu had just finished speaking, and before Feihu could reply, Jiang Liu had already come to Feihu quickly, his body shape changed, and he turned into a three-meter-tall giant wolf's sharp claws ruthlessly grabbed Feihu's chest, and there were five bloody scars, and Feihu's figure flew out directly.

Jiang Liu's figure changed again, making a tiger pounce on food, pounced on the flying tiger, reached out with one hand, slapped the flying tiger's waist fiercely, and slapped the flying tiger's figure out again, and the flying tiger's face became extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Yes, yes, that's the rhythm!" Jiang Liuwei laughed, and his figure changed again, turning into a male lion, taking off his huge body, like a moving tank, and rushing towards the flying stock, that is, he knocked the flying tiger out again with one palm.

"Come again!" Jiang Liu didn't care whether the flying tiger could withstand the blow of flying, the male lion stood up and turned into a huge black bear, and raised his big fist to hit the flying tiger continuously, and the fists and fists carried the power of ten thousand jun, but Jiang Liu grasped it very well, which could not only sublimate and evolve the cells in the flying tiger's body, but also not really kill the flying fox, but just let the flying tiger always be on the verge of death.

Boom! Boom! Bang!

Jiang Liu's fist fell ruthlessly like raindrops on Jiang Liu's body, and the breath of the flying fox gradually became weak, but the life vitality in his body became more lively and excited, constantly weakening, and then reborn, sublimated, evolved, and finally reached a very saturated state, until a close point, at this time, it was necessary to have a strong external force to get through it.

"Flying Tiger!" Jiang Liu roared angrily, the momentum on his fist suddenly became stronger, and with a punch, the air seemed to be torn apart by Jiang Liu's fist, and it was divided to both sides, and the continuous air exploded under the pressure of Jiang Liu's fist.

Boom!

Jiang Liu's fist hit the back of the flying tiger heavily, and the powerful force erupted, and the figure of the flying tiger was directly turned into a cannonball, shooting out backwards, and the sound of bone explosion continued to sound on the slag of the whole body, and the breath was even more decayed like a dying old man, like a gossamer, and the lights were burning in the wind.

"The next step is transformation, it should be death, it depends on your personal creation, but as my brother, I will not allow you to fail!" Jiang Liu sighed indifferently, turned back into a human body, straightened out the clothes that were changing back to the original, sat down on the spot, and waited quietly for the transformation of the flying tiger.

……

Wang Chen stepped forward, the surrounding fire world became illusory, and the surrounding ten thousand sword shadows surged towards his fingers, stretching out his fingers in the form of a stabbing sword, a faint true yuan force condensed at his fingertips, and a faint sword shadow appeared under his fingers.

Airplanes!

Wang Chen's eyes became sad, and he stretched out his hand, which seemed to be slow but people couldn't catch his form, just that, with a simple finger, the void pointed at Shen Ke's forehead.

The Malay sword in Shen Ke's hand also changed, and the world behind it also collapsed rapidly, and countless ghosts flew into his hand, pouring into the Malay sword, in the shape of gods and ghosts, filling the sword body, like a sharp weapon coming out of the nine shadows, exuding the smell of death.

Shen Ke waved it gently, bringing up a layer of faint ripples, and the gods and ghosts appeared, covering the sky and the earth in the direction from which Wang Chen's fingers were stabbed, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the gods and ghosts were sad.

"It's useless!" Wang Chen's fingers did not stay on the Malay sword in the slightest, and a strange wave diffused from it, carrying an unrivaled momentum, hitting the Malay sword.

Airplanes!!!

The Malay sword immediately trembled and became uneasy, and the illusion ghost attached to it was directly broken, and the sword body made an overwhelming ** sound, as if it was about to be broken at any time.

"Is it really defeated?" Shen Ke's heart was cold, what Wang Chen had realized this time was really terrifying, especially the "Sword Domain" just now, which made him suffer a lot of trauma, and he was really powerless with this illusory finger of Wang Chen in front of him.

Clang!

As soon as Wang Chen's momentum changed, the Malay sword was flicked away by Wang Chen's fingers, and then in Shen Ke's helpless eyes, his fingers stopped a few inches on his forehead, and the strong wind was sharp, leaving a shallow blood hole on Shen Ke's head, and then it stopped.

For the first time mastering this realm, Wang Chen couldn't control it perfectly, so he couldn't perfectly control the attacks in it.

"You've won again." Shen Ke smiled helplessly, raised the Malay sword in his hand that became distorted, and his face became even more bitter.

"You're not weak, if I hadn't realized a lot of things this time, I would have been really defeated by you, haha..." Wang Chen withdrew his fingers and laughed unscrupulously.

"I don't know what happened to the Flying Tiger!" Just now, Jiang Liu's "polishing" of the Flying Tiger, the two of them still saw some of it, so they cared about the situation of the Flying Tiger, after all, the Flying Tiger did not exchange those powerful genetic bloodlines, and the resistance was not as strong as others.

"Are you alright?" The fox hunter, who had been standing and waiting for a long time, walked over, looked at the embarrassed Shen Ke, and asked with concern.

"Minor injury!" Sai Sihao didn't mind, and then took the hand of the fox hunter and followed Wang Chen to the back to Jiang Liu.