Rumble!

The energy flowed back and forth in Wang Chan and Jiaxiang's bodies, getting bigger and bigger, and finally it was impossible to clean up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The strong energy spread, and the Weishui under the Yuema Bridge exploded, turning into two huge water curtains and slamming on both sides of the waterfront.

Zhu Yuyan and others hurriedly flew into the sky to avoid the waves,

On the Prancing Horse Bridge.

Wang Chan's body shook slightly, but Master Jiaxiang took three steps back, and his right hand hanging in the air was still trembling.

On the side, the emperor's heart injury improved slightly, and together with the two monks of Daoxin and Wisdom, the speed of Cao Wang Chan approached, and he shot at the same time!

At this time, because of Master Jiaxiang, the other three monks lost the budget of the four of them to join forces to subdue Wang Chan in one fell swoop, but they did not mess up. The Emperor Heart Venerable immediately filled the gap left by Jiaxiang's retreat, and turned into thousands of rods and pressed towards Wang Chan from the front like a wall.

Dao Xin Heshi's palms were pushed out, and the two energetic and tumbling forces pushed towards Wang Chan's left and back sides.

The wisdom of the Buddha beads is raised, and his strange footwork seems to be straight to the right ear drum point of Wang Chan, but it can change direction at any time, which is extremely unpredictable.

The siege was in full swing.

This battle is destined to go down in history.

Not before, and probably not again.

The heavy attack instantly engulfed Wang Chan, and at this moment, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded, resounding throughout Chang'an City.

The Prancing Horse Bridge shattered, and boulders fell into the river.

Wang Chan stood on the surface of Weishui, feeling the turbulence under the calm water, and a dragon chant suddenly sounded in his heart.

"The Yellow River comes west to fight Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles to touch the Dragon Gate!"

The peerless sword in his hand carried boundless water potential, turned into a rolling black dragon, and met it without fear.

Seven swords to intercept the sky, decisive Kunlun!

Rumble!

The full force of the three monks, who gathered nearly three hundred years of skill, was so small in front of this roaring black dragon.

After defeating the combined force of the three monks of the Emperor's Heart, the hideous black dragon finally couldn't support it, completely collapsed, and turned into rain falling from the sky.

And the three monks of the emperor's heart all fell into the Weishui.

Plop plop plop~

Every sound hit the hearts of everyone present.

Jiaxiang looked at Wang Chan, his face was full of misery, and he was struggling.

"Amitabha, for the sake of the common people in the world, the four poor monks have done their best. ”

"After wishing, if you don't make a move, I'm afraid that the Evil Emperor Relic will have no chance with your Demon Gate at all. ”

As a holy monk of Buddhism, he finally said this sentence, just because in his eyes, the danger of Wang Chan was already more terrifying than Zhu Yuyan and their group together. Now it is already so difficult to deal with, if he is allowed to get the evil emperor relics, I am afraid that no one in the world can deal with him.

"Is the Buddha and the demon confluent, this is a bit new. ”

The corners of Wang Chan's mouth were raised slightly, and a trace of red blood remained along the corners of his mouth.

Under the full attack of the four holy monks, it was obvious that Wang Chan could not be intact.

Zhu Yuyan's faces changed, and they finally decided to make a move.

After it seems that after the battle, they knew that they had missed today, and they were afraid that it would be impossible to kill Wang Chan.

"I, Zhao Deyan, want to see if this kid of yours is really immortal!" Zhao Deyan shook his hands, and two steel chain spears as young as tail fingers suddenly appeared in his hands.

I saw that this steel chain rhombic spear was dark all over, and the head was a diamond-shaped sharp cone, which was the weapon of Zhao Deyan's famous and famous Demon Gate and the two domains. This ever-changing rhombic spear is not afraid of the sharp weapon of the gods, and it is also the nemesis of the sword, which can be soft or hard, with endless changes, and there are unpredictable opportunities for ghosts and gods.

Behind the divine soldier in his hand, Zhao Deyan's body was full of demonic flames, and the majestic true qi in his body surged out like a tide.

"Whoosh!"

Two sharp qi pierced the air and stabbed straight at Wang Chan's throat and chest respectively.

In the face of the fierce offensive that came with the sound of whining and breaking the wind, Wang Chan did not retreat in the slightest, and the peerless sword in his hand suddenly rose up, only to see a black lightning pierce the night sky, instantly slashing the two bursts of energy that broke through the sky into nothingness.

On the side, the "Heavenly Monarch" Xi Ying's eyes were purple, and he instantly joined the battle.

Although he was shocked by Wang Chan's sudden Shakya throwing elephant skill, this did not mean that he was weak.

On the contrary, he is very strong, and he is the only Demon Gate master who has practiced the Demon Gate Miracle Technique "Purple Qi Tianluo" to the fullest in the past three hundred years.

Purple qi refers not to the color of true qi, but to the pigment of the skin when performing gong, so it is called purple qi. The most powerful thing about Purple Qi Tianluo is that when the practice is at its peak, the practitioner can spread layers of qi nets like weaving cloth in the four directions where the enemy is located, binding the opponent like a fish caught in the net.

And Xi Ying has reached the point where the purple qi spreads the net at will.

Wang Chan just glanced at it lightly, and from the other party's eyes, he was even more sure that his internal strength was the same as Zhu Yuyan's Heavenly Demon Dafa. When the Heavenly Demon Gong is running, it will give birth to the phenomenon of spatial depression. However, Xi Ying's Purple Qi Tianluo was just the opposite, with Xi Ying as the center, it produced an expanding and fluctuating qi as if the space was constantly expanding.

It's like a spider's web woven with air, and the more any prey hits the web, the more it struggles, the tighter it becomes entangled, and it is extremely weird and evil.

Xi Ying's ten fingers came out at the same time, and in his resentful gaze, countless purple qi immediately weaved into a huge spider web towards Wang Chan's cover.

True Qi flowed like flowing water through the thousands of rivers and hundreds of rivers in the body's veins and points to form a torrent, although there was no punch, but the huge and powerful energy actually penetrated through the fist, hitting the most powerful point of Xi Ying's invisible and tangible Tianluo Qi Net, which was so accurate that Xi Ying was surprised.

The rest of the people were all dumbfounded, no one could have guessed that Wang Chan was so lucky, and he was able to concentrate his strength so much.

Disheveled!

Energetic exclamation.

Xi Ying shook violently, and the whole person flew out upside down.

The infinitely stretched Tianluo Qi Network also broke and dissipated in the air.

And at this moment, a shadow flickered, and instantly appeared in front of Wang Chan.

The waterfall-like black hair flutters in the wind, and the sleeves swing with it, and the posture is indescribably graceful and graceful.

"Heavenly Demon Aura!"

The person who shot was the "Yin Queen" Zhu Yuyan!

I saw that black whirlpools suddenly appeared around Wang Chan, and these black whirlpools were like black holes, sucking everything and devouring everything around them little by little.

Wang Chan's eyes couldn't help but light up, he could clearly feel the blood in his body, and even the feeling of his strength being pulled out.

"Meridian Tiangang", "Purple Qi Tianluo", "Demon Xianggong", "Heavenly Demon Secret", each of them has a feeling that makes Wang Chan's eyes shine, and he is now more and more interested in "Heavenly Demon Strategy".

Of course, now is not the time to talk about this.

Facing the tearing of the heavenly demon's aura, Wang Chan stood on the surface of the Weishui water, immovable.

The strength of the whole body continues to climb.

"Can't you suck it, I'll see how much you can suck!" Wang Chan's eyes flashed, and he shouted fiercely. (To be continued.) )