Everyone was shocked with an "O" shaped mouth, and their blazing eyes stared at the position before Chen Zhengyu's figure disappeared. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The high-level source technique of the white rank, the strength of Zhen Nima!

It's all on everyone's mind.

They didn't dare to imagine how miserable they would have died if this move had hit not Chen Zhengyu, but themselves...

After a stick of incense, the purple light on the scene gradually faded.

After the purple light completely faded, I saw that there was a thirty-foot-tall spherical tree standing at the location where Chen Zhengyu was hit by the thunderball before.

Immediately after, with a "click", the spherical tree burst open, and a figure came into view, and this person was Chen Zhengyu.

"Whew.."

I saw Chen Zhengyu bending his body and panting miserably, the white clothes became tattered, and there was a lot of blood covered in it, but the most amazing thing was that on his left shoulder, a long sword wrapped around purple thunder was inserted in it.

Hiss!

Witnessing Chen Zhengyu's tragic situation, everyone in the arena took a breath of cool air, and they all looked shocked.

"This guy isn't actually dead?!"

"After receiving a blow from the White Rank Senior, he didn't die?"

"I'm obedient, Chen Zhengyu is still human?"

And when everyone made a burst of shock, Chen Zhengyu was as if he couldn't hear at all, to put it simply, he was deaf, he was hunched over at this time and still gasping for breath, and after a while, he suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, and he gradually began to think.

"Damn, this wave of blood loss!" Chen Zhengyu snorted, spit out a mouthful of red blood saliva, and said secretly with a calm face: "It's my own pot, if I wasn't careless, I wouldn't have hurt so badly, paralyzed!" I didn't expect this product to use a white-level advanced source technique. ”

Blaming himself deeply in his heart, Chen Zhengyu didn't feel discouraged or anything, he was just blaming himself for being careless, this wave was really a blood loss, a loss to the point of explosion, if he hadn't been careless at the time, he wouldn't have been hurt so badly now, and he could even be completely blocked.

Chen Zhengyu also took a heavy breath of cool air, there is a kind of coldness called desolation...

"Hmmm. ”

At this time, Jin Wutong, who was not far away, shook his right hand, and saw the purple sword inserted in Chen Zhengyu's left shoulder pull out on its own, and then flew back into Jin Wutong's hand.

"If you don't die like this, should I say that you are lucky, or are you really lucky?" Jin Wutong's face was also a little pale, obviously he had also spent a lot of effort to activate the high-level source technique of the white rank, and the source qi in his body seemed to be wiped out.

"Yes, it's strong. Chen Zhengyu said two words expressionlessly, without mocking Jin Wutong, the person who wins can pretend to be a wave or a wave, he has nothing to say.

At this moment, Chen Zhengyu is terrifyingly calm!

Calm down and go crazy!

He is calmly analyzing, making a plan in his heart, the next plan, how to win, how to turn the tables.

At the same time, when Chen Zhengyu fell into silence and contemplation, Yin Jiulong, who was on the top of the tent, focused on Jin Wutong, and said in surprise: "This guy even has such a strong source technique as the White Order Advanced?"

"He is a member of the Jin Clan Branch of Wuling City, and the grandson of Jin Shaoyuan. Gu Tianhe explained.

No wonder this guy has such a strong source technique, and his feelings are Jin Shaoyuan's grandson. Yin Jiulong suddenly realized, he had dealt with Jin Shaoyuan a lot, and he knew that he was the kind of person who protected his calves, how could he be bad for his grandson?

Immediately, his eyes returned to Chen Zhengyu again, and he saw him analyzing the situation with a serious face.

"Although Jin Wutong's move is strong, at least two-thirds of the source qi in his body has been hollowed out, so he can't fight a protracted battle. But I have so many injuries on my body that I can't fight a long battle, which means that this battle will be won or lost in a short time. ”

Chen Zhengyu's eyes are shining, he doesn't have the decadent and hip-hopping posture he used to have, he is really serious now.

"Then use the way of others to treat his body, and solve him with one move!" Chen Zhengyu suddenly made a mistake in his heart, and suddenly made a calculation.

This time, he was going to slap Kim in the face.

This time, he also has to slap the red old man in the face in a row.

This time, he was going to slap everyone in the face.

Chen Zhengyu is going to make a big move!

Immediately after, Chen Zhengyu took a step forward, then raised his right thumb and bit it with his teeth, dripping out a drop of blood, and then used his mind to control the blood to float above his head.

"Self-harm?" Seeing this, everyone was stunned, and they really couldn't think of any other explanation except self-harm.

But Chen Zhengyu's next actions told them the answer.

I saw that the five fingers of his right hand were twisted, and a black mist appeared from each finger, which was very similar to pen and ink. Then after a pause, he raised his left hand and tapped the drop of blood, and the drop of blood instantly dispersed, forming an illusory scroll.

At the same time, Chen Zhengyu's five fingers in his right hand that were emitting black mist also raised, and then he wrote on the scroll that was turned into blood.

"With blood as ink, the pen condenses ink as a xuanjia, dare to ask the sky if you are convinced!"

Seeing this line of words, everyone on the spot couldn't help but open their "O" shaped mouths, and their eyes were full of shock.

I'm obedient, the last sentence is really Nyima is strong, this is the rhythm of the sky!

Immediately, when the last word "service" was written, the eighteen words suddenly flashed with golden light, and then all the fonts converged together and flew towards Chen Zhengyu's chest.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, the white clothes worn by Chen Zhengyu instantly turned black, and after the white clothes turned black, he put on a fog-dissolving armor composed of eighteen black mist characters.

The armor formed by the black mist not only covered the upper body, but also the lower body, hands and feet, and the whole person had a thick layer of black mist armor on the skin.

This is the source technique that Chen Zhengyu spent thirteen years creating himself, called the single word "A".

This trick is based on a large amount of his own blood as ink, and then uses the falling star pen as the main body, and uses the pen qi to make an armor to numb his own pain, and it is like taking medicine to enhance explosiveness, strength, mental power, and so on in a short period of time.

"Damn, it's so dazzling!"

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim, and some women were even with a capital letter, as if they suddenly forgot that this was Chen Zhengyu, who had always been looked down upon by themselves.

"One trick to solve you. Chen Zhengyu said extremely domineeringly.

In the end, his expression suddenly turned cold, he clenched his fists, and turned into a fierce beast and rushed straight towards Jin Wutong.

"Peng!"

With a kick of his feet, his calves were like springs, turning into a violent wind and instantly coming to Jin Wutong, and punching him directly at his handsome face.

"You are handsome, you have a handsome face that makes you very proud? Lao Tzu hit your handsome face on a horse, and the ugly Lao Tzu still doesn't fight, hum!" he said while punching, his mouth did not forget.

His handsome face was being beaten, and even his ears had to listen to Chen Zhengyu's ridicule, Jin Wutong wanted to die at this time, and the sudden change in the situation made him completely stupid.

Obviously, he still had the upper hand just now, and it was obvious that Chen Zhengyu had been so seriously injured, why could he still move? Why did he still have this unspeakable armor? He had so many hole cards? Who taught him?

In just the time he was beaten, Jin Wutong had a lot of questions in his heart.

After a while, a dozen punches in a quick row beat Jin Wutong to the point that he didn't have the strength to fight back at all, and the whole person was stupid.

It all happened like lightning.

And just as he hit the twentieth punch, Chen Zhengyu leaned back, his right fist was charged back, and finally a strong wind knocked down Jin Wutong's handsome face.

"Bang! punched his face, Jin Wutong directly spit out a mouthful of blood, sprayed Chen Zhengyu in the face, and then, Chen Zhengyu made up another kick, directly beating Jin Wutong away.

And just when Jin Wutong was beaten and flew in the air, I saw Chen Zhengyu open his hands, a roar in his mouth, the armor on his body came out, and flew to Jin Wutong in an instant, locking him, and finally forming a big explosion!

"Boom!!"

A deafening loud bang completely resounded in the arena, and the black light illuminated the entire arena, which was even more exaggerated than Jin Wutong's thunderbolt before, more powerful, and even larger.

After the explosion in the air, Jin Wutong fell into the audience like a dead corpse, and hit those expensive seats with a "boom".

When the low-level audience saw Jin Wutong falling, they didn't want to turn around and run, for fear of affecting themselves.

After using this move, Chen Zhengyu instantly felt that his body was hollowed out, his feet were weak for a while, and his hands quickly supported his knees, so that he did not fall to the ground.

Obviously, after this trick was used, Chen Zhengyu's consumption was extremely large, and the source qi in the gossip shape of the dantian in his body was instantly emptied, and the golden mangs of the Falling Star Pen on his chest were almost all hollowed out.

"I'm obedient!" Seeing this scene, Yin Jiulong's whole person was stunned, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, and exclaimed: "Good guy, this move is even more too big than Jin Wutong's white-level high-level thunder explosion just now." ”

"Tsk, how did this kid steal such a terrifying source technique?" Yin Jiulong teased.

"His father is Chen Zhengling. Gu Tianhe turned his head and said.

"Oh, no wonder. Yin Jiulong nodded, and said lightly, but after a few seconds, he seemed to suspect that he had misheard, and suddenly turned his head and said in astonishment: "What did you say? That kid's father is Chen Zhengling? Chen Zhengling from Wuling City? You didn't lie to me?"

Yin Jiulong, who was in an uproar, said a lot, but Gu Tianhe didn't like him, and refocused his attention on Chen Zhengyu on the stage.

"Jin Wutong, roll over to Lao Tzu immediately!" Chen Zhengyu supported his knee with his left hand, and raised his right hand high against Jin Wutong when he fell from the audience, and his palm was instantly covered by a touch of the pen of the falling star pen, and with a "hiss", Jin Wutong was directly sucked over.

"Huh, isn't this kid a cultivator of the Awakening Realm? How can he use the spatial movement ability of the Xuan Energy Master?" Seeing this scene, Yin Jiulong and Gu Tianhe were both stunned, and their eyes suddenly became a little complicated, this kid has a secret.

Immediately, Chen Zhengyu stretched out his hand to grab Jin Wutong's neck who was flying over quickly, only to see that the flesh and blood on his face were blurred, the flesh burst out, and his two eyes were even more swollen like a pig's head, not to mention the body, a miserable horse!

"Smack. ”

Chen Zhengyu threw Jin Wutong to the ground like a toy, and then roared at him.

"Get down on my knees and call Daddy!!"