"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The overwhelming force exploded in the air.

God knows how heavy his fist is.

A trace of fist strength overflowed, and immediately, a blood-colored rattan was crushed.

You know, these rattans, thorns, are not ordinary rattans and thorns.

As the weapons of the Tasha people, rattan and thorns can be said to be the doppelgangers of the Tasha people.

For example, this blood kui has contained part of his own bloodline power on the rattan thorns at this moment.

Otherwise, the power of this thorn would not be so exaggerated.

A blood-colored rattan can easily whip up a well-equipped team of human martial artists.

However, in front of Wang Chen, these rattan vines and vine seas that were enough to annihilate an army were useless.

Instead of being useless, it was easily crushed.

It can be seen that under his fist, everything is rapidly melting like the spring sun turning into snow.

Those blood-colored vines that were frantically stirring all over the sky were rattling and cracking, breaking inch by inch. It was blown up into strips, section by section, and thrown in all directions.

Those thorns were also broken inch by inch, not much better than rattans, and they were also broken in large areas, such as being cut grass, breaking in patches, and bursting into sections and spilling on the ground, not much different from ordinary harmless plants.

Those armor leaves that pierced through the air in all directions were also pushed sideways in front of the mighty fist. didn't even touch Wang Chen's body, he was rushed by the fist of the emperor's fist, and it was immediately like a falling leaf under the torrent, not to mention hurting people, directly in front of the mighty fist of this big river, they were washed away together, and there was no wave at all.

Destroying.

Unstoppable.

His punch is like the great sun in the sky, with a brilliant general trend, the general trend, all who dare to block it must die and be destroyed.

Although there are many vines, can you dare to block the big day?

Dare.

But there is only one end for the mantis arm to block the car, and that is to be destroyed.

The vines are withered, and the plants and trees are dead.

"You kid...... The Holy Merit of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land?!" Xuekui's eyes widened slightly.

Under the sun, all the ghosts and ghosts are dead.

From a long time ago, the people of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land were the mortal enemies of their demon clan. Because of the exercises of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land, it is yang to strong, and it can be said to be the nemesis of all demons and evils.

Just immediately, Xuekui sneered there: "Okay, it turned out to be a little ghost in that place, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant." However, what about the Dongyang Jue of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land? In front of my blood kui, you still have to die!"

"Sea of blood, give me a boost!"

"Boom!!"

Originally, under Wang Chen's fist, Fuji Hai, who was at an absolute disadvantage, was like taking a heart booster at this time, and he roared wildly.

Thousands of vines and seas recovered, and the blood was colored.

It can be seen that at this moment, the blood is full of hair. The long flowing blood-colored hair, at this time, was automatic without wind and danced wildly in the sky.

Correspondingly, the aura on his body is also rising.

In just an instant, he was like a demon god approaching the abyss, enchanting and evil.

Boundless blood, like a waterfall descending.

Behind him, there was a demon god standing. I can't see its face clearly, but I just feel that the demon god is illusory, the majestic shore is like a peak, and the god is as powerful as the sea.

Especially those eyes, red as blood, cruel and gloomy. If you look at it from a distance, you will only think that it is two strange blood moons, hanging high above them, carrying infinite nightmares and terrors.

So, Fujikai also followed Fujikai.

It was still a sea of vines before, but the next moment, it turned into a sea of blood.

Fujikai Daodao, like congestion of blood, is red, pieces are connected, tangled and entangled, and they converge into a boundless sea of blood.

"Boom!"

The sea of blood roared, striking the heavens. Thousands of rattans are boundless waves of blood. The blood waves were monstrous, rolling up Wang Chen, and wanted to roll him into the waves and swallow him in one gulp.

This blow can't be dodged.

No matter how fast you are or how good your body is, you can't dodge.

360 degrees, no dead ends.

Moreover, the waves of the sea of blood are also squeezing the space.

At this time, the void was as solid as iron and hard. Not to mention using your skills, it's hard to even move.

It can only be hard-hitting.

And Wang Chen is also willing to be tough.

Isn't it just rigid, who is afraid of whom?

It's all iron-headed babies, what snakeskin are you playing with me!

It's just over!

"Emperor Fist...... Euler!!"

A punch directly affected the whole world. The avenue of its comprehension has infused it with strength.

At the moment, this punch directly manifests the shadow and virtual self of the sun.

Instead of calling it Ora Boxing, at this time, it is better to call it Sun Boxing, or Da Ri Boxing.

Because of this brilliant day's punch, there is really Diwei at this time!

The great sun is invincible!

And it's not just this punch.

In the face of Xuekui's blow, it was just a punch, how could it be done?

At the moment of punching, a sword also appeared in his left hand.

It's a black copper heavy sword.

This sword has been sealed for a long time, and at this time there is finally a chance to reveal it.

"Smolder Flame, up!"

"Boom!"

Black copper heavy sword, unpretentious.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Wang Chen had bought a few spirit stones in the Gongbao Pavilion before, and raised the level of it and several spiritual weapons to the spirit level 5 together, it would be impossible to say whether this black copper heavy sword could play.

Its grade, as well as its own quality, is really too low and too low.

The spirit 5 products are not a magic weapon in the Xia Kingdom, and in the Eastern Emperor Holy Land, in the border battlefield, they can be seen everywhere, and the tattered spirit soldiers that can be thrown away are not worth mentioning at all.

Just look at its blade.

The unpretentious sword body, although it has a spirit, is too far away from other people's spiritual weapons and spiritual weapons. It's not so much a spirit soldier as a burning stick.

At this time, however, the burning stick was in full swing.

It can be seen that its unpretentious sword body suddenly burned with black flames.

The black flames are raging, spreading all the way.

From the hilt of the sword, to the sword body, and then to the outside of the sword body, it directly turned into a ten-zhang long black flame sword, which was held in Wang Chen's hand.

"Buzz~"

The void trembled.

Not because of anything else, it was because of this Black Flame Sword in his hand.

Every inch of black flame is like ten thousand pounds of heavy water. It seems to be nothing, but it actually weighs more than 10,000 catties.

Patches of black flames, so that the void couldn't even raise its head.

Not only that, but the blazing temperature burned the void with black smoke, and even a mark.

This Black Flame Sword is nothing else, it is the heaven-level martial art that Wang Chen has cultivated in the past year, the Dark Flame Heavy Ruler.

And the body technique he used before was also the result of the past year, the Void Ghost Step.

With a sword in hand, Wang Chen hardly hesitated. At the moment when the fist was shot, the Black Flame Sword followed suit.

A sword is slashed, and the void is split in half.

It can be seen that the space at this time is like chaos, and Wang Chen is Pangu, holding the axe of opening the sky, at this time, he wants to open the sky!

"Give it to me...... Die!!"