Although Uncle Tai's custom is the heir of the Eight Great Families, it is not outrageously strong, and his combat power level can only be regarded as medium among the younger generations of the Eight Great Families.

But he's too tough.

No matter how many times Xiang Chen knocked him back, after a few seconds, he stuck back like a nobody.

Uncle Tai is also a smart person.

In the current battle situation, the nine-star Jinling captain is definitely the only one, as long as he is still there, their side will never fall into disadvantage.

Therefore, Uncle Tai's custom is not afraid of delay.

He also saw that this Xiang Chen was not good, so he didn't expect to kill Xiang Chen with the power of thunder, so he simply came up with a procrastination trick to consume him weakly first!

A huge elephant trunk shining with golden light and the arm of Uncle Tai's custom merged into one, and with a pendulum, the elephant's trunk twitched angrily, and Xiang Chen was also pulled out.

He landed after a tumbling in the air.

The super martial arts of the Holy Elephant Pudu is also recorded in the information of Changsun Nuo.

Knowing that it was difficult, Xiang Chen still dared to come, if he was not sure in his heart, how could he dare to be reckless.

Xiang Chen dodged in the Z-shape under his feet, avoided the attack of his uncle's custom several times in a row, and devoted all his body and mind to the knife on his waist.

Since arriving in Chengdu Safe City, Xiang Chen has also spent more than a month of cultivation, during this time, in addition to completely consolidating the foundation that had led to some vanity caused by successive breakthroughs before, Xiang Chen invested all his energy on one thing.

The Mud Pill Palace was lit up, Xiang Chen's soul was stronger day by day, his soul was transparent, his thinking was clear, and Xiang Chen's acceptance of new moves was as fast as a thriller.

Of course, hard training day and night is indispensable, and during this time, Xiang Chen can't count how many knives he has broken.

Today is the best time to test the results, Uncle Tai's custom, he will use your head on your neck, open the seal for the demon knife, and use your blood to let it drink bitterly!

Xiang Chen's eyes narrowed, and he locked the killing machine on Uncle Tai's custom. At the same time, his body leaned forward, and his five fingers slowly flicked on the hilt of the demon knife, and his true qi was dormant.

In an instant, Uncle Tai was shocked into a cold sweat, the more a martial artist cultivated, the more active the atavistic factor hidden in the gene chain became, that is, the sense of smell for danger and death would be extremely sensitive.

Uncle Tai smelled death, and he didn't know where this great terror came from, but it did exist.

Everything was ready, Xiang Chen's wrist tightened: "One knife, cut ......"

His footsteps came to a sudden halt, and the murderous aura that was already about to erupt retracted. Because in the direction he was going, three figures fell, standing with Uncle Tai's custom.

It was the three of Jin Lingwei who arrived.

Xiang Chen had to stop, in fact, he was confident, he cut out with this knife, there is no difference between more and less of these three people, Uncle Tai's custom is still to die, and these three people will not survive.

But here's the problem, he can't control the strength.

"These flies!" Xiang Chen cursed.

Just like Jin Lingwei's people didn't dare to kill Hu Wendong and the others, Xiang Chen knew that he couldn't kill them after knowing that the other party was the official force of Nanjing Safety City.

Unless he really plans to tear his face with Nanjing Safety City, he will never return home.

Whether it is Jin Lingwei or Hu Wendong, which one of them is dead, this matter will no longer be a simple face-to-face dispute, and if one is not good, the relationship between Nanda and the Nanjing Security City Government will be shaken.

"It would be a sin to do that."

Xiang Chen took his hand away from the Tai Dao, his head lowered slightly, and the demon transformation had passed for a while, his true qi was about to drop to half, and he had to deal with these three people before half.

A black light began to condense under Xiang Chen's feet.

This time the Yin Thunder was different before, the previous electric light was fleeting, and by the time the electric light was on, Xiang Chen had disappeared from the same place.

And at this moment, Xiang Chen, the black electric snake under his feet kept twisting, and even the ground under his feet appeared unevenly charred black.

Xiang Chen was very much like the third prince in the myth and legend at this time, stepping on Hot Wheels.

It's just that these Hot Wheels are two black thunderbolts.

Xiang Chen's strange appearance made Uncle Tai frown, and this strange way made him suffer a lot. At this time, Xiang Chen's body was still slowly squatting.

Zila!!

It was no longer a small ball of electric sparks the size of a human head in the past, and under Xiang Chen's feet, a black electric circle spread out for a full five meters before dissipating.

Although it was still quiet, Xiang Chen's instantaneous acceleration reached a terrifying level, and the circle of barriers in the air was shattered, and the sound of air explosions sounded.

At such a short distance, Xiang Chen broke the sound barrier!

Uncle Tai didn't react at all, as if he was hit by a galloping rhinoceros, he left the spot in an instant and smashed out like a cannonball.

Even his protective golden elephant was smashed, and the true qi inner armor of Uncle Tai's custom was visibly knocked down with the naked eye.

is still flying in mid-air, and Uncle Tai's custom is that a mouthful of blood spurts out.

It's so fast! His eyes couldn't catch it.

And in the original position of Uncle Tai's custom, Xiang Chen appeared there, and he also grinned.

The trick of the Yin Thunder is really not suitable for a head-on hard shock, although he had a whim to use the condensed Yin Thunder to provide impact for himself, but the effect is not as good as imagined.

"If only I could use the sixth step now, at that time, I'm afraid there will be a substantial breakthrough in my combat ability."

The Yin Thunder is the fourth step of the Nine Steps of the Emperor River.

Although it failed to hurt Uncle Tai's custom to a serious extent, the effect has been achieved.

At this time, the sound of impact had just reached the ears of the three Jin Lingwei beside Xiang Chen, and the three of them widened their eyes and turned their heads to look at the place where the original uncle was standing.

Zila!

As soon as they finished turning their heads, the black light reappeared, and with the dissipation of the black light, three ghostly elongated black afterimages suddenly appeared.

In a hurry, coupled with the fact that he was injured, the three Jin Lingwei only had time to adjust the True Qi Inner Armor, and each received a punch.

Bang bang bang!

The three of them burst back, and after pulling away from each other, they looked at their inner armor, which was already intact, and each breathed a sigh of relief.

There was even one who smiled happily: "Fake handle!" ”

And the three ghost shadows in the distance converged into one, Xiang Chen looked at the three Jin Lingwei who were all right, and also chuckled: "Fake handle? ”

He didn't even bother to look at the three of them again.

Xiang Chen, who crossed the Seven Stars due to the demon change, found that when he used the True Qi of the Seven Stars to perform the Hades Three-Point Move, this move also underwent a qualitative change.

The black true qi urged by the Hades three-point hand has the ability to partially ignore the inner armor of the true qi.

The reason why it is partly is because these three true qi will also be weakened by the inner armor of true qi, but they flow through the inner tofu of barbed wire, and they do not compete with the inner armor of true qi at all.

You cut me to pieces, but I didn't pay any attention to you.

In this way, these three black true qi will not be the first condition to destroy the inner armor, but can directly penetrate into the opponent's body.

Xiang Chen turned around, and the killing machine was locked back on Uncle Tai's custom who had just gotten up, and he said softly: "Explosion!" ”

Three muffled sounds, followed by three sounds of falling to the ground, these three Jin Lingwei, who were not shallow, were directly injured and injured, lying on the ground vomiting blood.

However, the seven-star warrior is not dead.

……

"It's up to you next!"

"What can you do with me? When that Jinling Guard captain frees his hand, you still have to die! Today, you're dead! ”

Feeling Xiang Chen's breath lock and killing again, Uncle Tai knew that he was going to work hard, and the next move might be a winner.

The Holy Elephant Pudu was not a strong attack, so he used defense instead of attacking.

Uncle Tai's custom is full of true qi, and as the true qi released by him becomes stronger and stronger, the vertical and horizontal true qi flow faintly outlines a picture scroll.

Under his feet, there were black-red true qi fluctuations, and a little white light flashed on fire, as if it was a mountain of blood corpses, and hell roared.

And on the body of Uncle Tai's custom, the light full of holiness lit up, and the golden giant elephant appeared again, the giant elephant stepped on the white bone ground with four hooves, the trunk was rolled up, and the giant elephant roared.

It's just that the roar is no longer a roar, but a burst of Sanskrit sounds.

Even with it, Uncle Tai's customary expression became easy-going.

The Holy Elephant Town Purgatory, the Holy Light Pudu, is named after it.

The icon that suppresses hell does not need to be powered, it needs nothing more than to last forever and remain unshaken.

"With compassion in my heart, the world is born in my heart, the people are transformed into holy images, and suffering is a sea of corpses!"

"The icon shall not fall, the icon shall not be urged!"

"Holy Light Pudu, I am a holy icon!"

The holy elephant roared, and the purgatory burst inch by inch, and this holy elephant melted into the body of the uncle's custom, and the body of the uncle's custom, for a while, the golden light was magnificent, and the golden Sanskrit was entangled.

At this time, he opened his eyes, pointed to Xiang Chen, who was twenty meters away, and said in an indifferent voice: "Sin, return!" ”

Boom!

Xiang Chen's complexion changed, and the voice of Uncle Tai's custom fell, as if there was an invisible thread connecting the two, and under the traction of this line, Uncle Tai's custom, a terrifying suction suddenly erupted.

This suction force was irresistible at all, and under the effect of this suction force, Xiang Chen's feet left the ground, like a small iron nail attracted by a super magnet, and he crashed headlong into Uncle Tai's custom.

On Uncle Tai's body, the flickering frequency of golden light and the rolling speed of Sanskrit continued to increase until it became a golden light cluster that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

Looking at the ball of light, Xiang Chen had no doubt that if he hit it at such a high speed, Uncle Tai's custom would definitely knock him into minced meat.

The integration of offense and defense, the Holy Light Pudu, and the super martial arts of the eight major families, each of which is the peak of the martial arts world.

"Hahahaha, die, damn the assassin of the Chen family!"

Looking at Xiang Chen, who was getting closer and closer, Uncle Tai finally couldn't help but let out a victor's wild laugh.

It's over, and under the Holy Light Pudu, there are all ants!

But when Xiang Chen was close enough, and even after half a second, the two would collide together, and Uncle Tai could already clearly see Xiang Chen's expression.

That's hatred and pity.

"He hates me? He has mercy on me? Uncle Tai didn't react, "It doesn't matter, it's a dead man anyway." ”

The strangeness here also attracted Hu Wendong and Captain Jinling, who unconsciously slowed down the pace of the attack.

Because Xiang Chen is the cause of this battle.

"Draw the knife, the goose will not return."

A clear voice rang out.

Everyone looked at it again, and it was already nine days since the Milky Way was hanging.